Viúvo aos 34 anos, Sebastian, tornou-se um homem recluso e de poucas palavras. Isolou-se no seu mundo e fez da profissão que escolhera o refúgio necessário para afundar-se num mar de sofrimento. A solidão lhe acompanhava, era nítido a tristeza e a falta de vontade de viver, a única coisa que o mantinha vivo era seu filho, fruto do seu único e verdadeiro amor. Mantinha-se longe de qualquer relação de afeto, mas não de sexo. Inclusive, havia muito. Era um homem muito ativo sexualmente e mantinha mulheres para cuidar de seus desejos, mas nada além disso. Ela deveria ser uma órfã triste e rebelde, eles disseram. Giovanna tornou-se o oposto, não que ela fosse uma mulher meiga e gentil, mas era forte e independente. A caçula dos Bittencourt tornou-se o que sua mãe sonhara, uma mulher capaz de viver intensamente cada segundo. Era destemida e implacável, conseguia tudo o que queria. Ninguém ousava lhe dizer não, até porque, se dissessem, ela o faria mudar de idéia. OBRA REGISTRADA NA BIBLIOTECA NACIONAL. PLÁGIO É CRIME! PROIBIDO PARA MENORES DE 18 ANOS..

Unexpected Book I Amara Simms felt the need for more in her somewhat perfect life. She had her dream job, working in a beautiful city, a house, car, and a supportive group of family and friends. What could she possibly be missing? A boyfriend, yes but relationships were to much for her. She was close to thirty and random flings were no longer on her radar. A fiancée or husband is what she was looking for but no guy in the Los Angeles area wanted that at the moment. But there was one thing that she felt would make her content in life, a baby. Question was who would be the father. She wanted someone that she knew didn't want a relationship, but would still be there for the child. That man just so happened to be a good friend of hers, playboy and light weight champion Kason the Killer Miller. Will he say yes to his friends life changing request?

(+18) OBRA DEVIDAMENTE REGISTRADA. Plágio é crime! ISBN: 9798616026156 "Meu coração bateu forte, não havia lugar para onde correr, não me julguem, não me considero uma mulher fraca, mas todos temos certos limites e se eu batesse de frente com ele naquele momento eu não estaria aqui para contar essa história... " "Sempre achei que encarar nossos problemas de frente fosse a melhor solução , até encarar aqueles olhos escuros sem nenhuma compaixão..." Sejam bem vindos, eu me chamo Anne Lanski e contarei o que é estar em frente à verdadeira face de um mafioso. As regras estão postas na mesa, obediência e não haverá consequências, siga as instruções e seja uma boa menina, não tente me enfrentar pois irá se machucar, mas você vai abrir mão de sua verdadeira essência ou tentará lutar?...apenas aprenda em primeiro lugar, L'amore lá Máfia ! (*Amor a Máfia). Me chamo Filippo Bonanno, e vim apenas para dar um aviso a você. Livro recomendado para maiores de (+18) Contém cenas de sexo, violência sexual ...

First book - At Her Command Second book - Talia Third book - ⬇️⬇️⬇️ (This one) My favorite couple Linc and Mel are back again. Be prepared for this ride as old plus new enemies come back to haunt them.

To understand this story please read At her Command. That way you will not be confused with the characters. -------------------- "Wha..what do you..you wa..want?" "You," he said with a lopsided grin only his eyes showed his true intentions as he placed his hands on her waist lifting her up onto the counter stepping in between her legs. "You..you.can't," she stuttered. "I am, I can and I will have you Lia. This I promise you," he said nuzzling her neck before claiming her lips stealing her breath. "Ethan no," she said breathlessly pushing him away. "Lia why do you keep pushing me away. You know you want this as much as I do. I know you feel the same way as I feel about you. Why are you fighting us!" He growled frustratedly. -------- "Don't lie to me," he growled saying each word slowly whilst pacing in front of the door. "Ethan I." "Don't," his voice boomed as he stopped looking at her angrily as she flinched. "Start speaking," he whispered.

Dear Monroe, It's been a while since we last talked, which surprises me. But, I understand. Your evil husband Ray probably forbid you from seeing me. Why did you marry him? Why don't you want to love me? Remember that night we had? Remember? Anyways, that's not why I'm writing to you. I wanted to tell you some very important information. First off, I've gotten therapy. I went to a couple different doctors, but, I've changed a lot. I've also found out that you're expecting a baby! Congratulations! I can't wait for us to raise our first baby together! This may be confusing, but I wanted to tell you that the night I fingered you, I made sure I put my seed on my finger. I wanted to make sure that part of me will always live with you, even if it's not me myself. Just because I love you that much. I hope we'll be in touch soon! I'm so excited for the baby!!:) Love, Meka Lani. ---

"I don't care how much money you have," I said as I stood from my desk, "I think you need to go Mr. Amini." "But I'm a billionaire, baby!" He laughed. "Cool! I'm a millionaire," I crossed my arms. He's got a lot of nerve coming over to MY company tying to woo me! Ha! He stood up and walked over to me. Woah, he's way taller in person. "I want you," he whispered. "Mr. Amini-" "You can call me by my first name," he dragged his finger from my cheek to my neck. "Fine," I said getting nervous, "Raheem, get out!" He was looking down my blouse. I smacked him. "What the heck is wrong with you!?" I yelled. He laughed, touching where I slapped him. "Just call me Ray." "LEAVE RAY!" I pushed him but he wasn't moving . "How about this," he whispered in my ear, "I will have you within he next seven days." "Yeah right!" I chuckled. "So that's a bet?" He smirked. I knew he had no chance. "Yeah sure!" I laughed at him. "Now get out!" He gave me a seductive smile and left my office. And the time begins...

"If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?" William Shakespeare ------------------------------------------- Highest ranking #103 in Romance Highest ranking #51 in General Fiction Thrown out of her home by the man she thought loved her. Now homeless, pregnant with a three year old in tow, what would Melinda do to provide for her children when he had stolen from her the one thing she had worked so hard to build. Hatred, anger and pain were her tormentors as she walked out of her home. Replaced by a nonentity she had discovered truly existed after discarding all the rumors. Lincoln Shields, the epitome of perfection every woman's dream, but his heart belonged to only one person. His childhood friend who he hadn't seen in fifteen years due to circumstances beyond their control. How would she react when he told her his true feelings. ----------- "Wait were are you going?" I asked her shifting in my seat. "Out. Don't speak to me until you tell me the real reason you brought us here a week earlier that planned. I trusted you to get married out of the blue. Now all I want is this one thing, just the truth. You and I both know we didn't need to get married to come here, you could have used work as an excuse, not a honeymoon," she said angrily making me flinch in my seat. ~~~~~ "I would give anything if you were two people, so I could call up the one who is my friend and tell her about the one I like so much," he whispered. "I am in love with you Mel," he said softly.

DEGUSTAÇÃO. → romance cristão O ano era 1942. Alexia Sullivan, uma cristã americana, vivia em Stratland, interior dos Estados Unidos, junto dos pais e do irmão. A Segunda Guerra Mundial fora deflagrada há alguns anos, levando vidas e trazendo tristeza consigo. Querendo ajudar, Lexi passou a ser voluntária do hospital improvisado na cidade. Foi em um dia chuvoso que ela encontrou um soldado ferido. O que ela poderia fazer: ignorar seus princípios cristãos e não ajudá-lo ou estender a mão a um nazista? ___________ Capa do Wattpad @DOUSSEAU Todos os direitos reservados. A violação dos direitos autorais é crime estabelecido na Lei n° 9.610/98 e punido pelo artigo 184 do Código Penal.