Amanda has nothing but to agree with Lucian's agreement. Iyon ay ang dalhin ang magiging anak nito. Nagipit siya at kailangan niya ng tulong binata. Wala siyang nagawa kung hindi ang tanggapin ang alok nitong tulong. At bilang kapalit... She will be Carrying The Billionaire's Baby.

"And by the way, love," He said in a low voice, his lips ghosting over my ear. "My name is Harry. Not Harold." -//- Elliana thought her family moved away for her father's work. She thought her parents were happy. But what she didn't think was that she, without a reason, had moved into The Strand; the neighbourhood where registered sex offenders are sent to live. People at school seem to know who she is and where she lives before she even arrives. And her next door neighbour seems unable to stay away. ** WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS ACTS OF VIOLENCE, IMPLIED RAPE, EXTREME LANGUAGE, AND MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. **

"You keep me up every night because of your stupid wall banging against mine," I roll my eyes at him. "Why don't you bang back?" He says with a smirk upon his face. "Oh never mind," he breaks into laughter. "You know what screw you," I snap and walk away from him. "In time babe. In time," he says.

Flower is somewhere around five months pregnant and life has been great. She's opened up her studio and everyone around her had been so supportive. She been balancing school, her studio, and mommy and me classes. Flower has been handling her pregnancy on her own for a while, but now daddy's home. Harry has acquired his business and conquered the publishing industry. He will be expanding to the US to come home to his beautiful girlfriend and ...baby? Harry is still at a disadvantage with Flowers pregnancy, so what will he do when he returns and finds out what she has been hiding. You'll find out when Daddy comes home when you read the story. Enjoy

"I may be a reverends daughter, but I know lots of things." His eyes widen. MATURE CONTENT.

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He was a tattoo artist by day, a painter by night. He possessed what is commonly known as an addictive personality. Perhaps inherited. He had always been like that. He liked to ink his body. He liked to coat his lungs in smoke. He craved adrenalin rushes. He certainly enjoyed hot cups of coffee. Oh, and his paintings. No one would ever understand how much he loved to paint. And then, one night, a new sort of addiction walked into his life. One that would be more detrimental than any before, and yet none had seemed quite so captivating. highest ranking- #82 in fanfiction trailer by @sweetophelias all rights reserved to @derailedthoughts

'In the heat, where you lay. I could stay right here and burn in it all day.' _ mature content @teecaakes covers