Christian Hendrix's story (straight out of Coffee And Papers) * * * His heart was broken by the rejection from his one true love and now, a possible way surfaced for him to grow out of that pain. There was no thinking twice. He accepted the proposal and now, he's about to marry the only child of a business tycoon except, she's no ordinary person. Twenty-three-year-old Harieth Gryffin was a woman dazzled by the materialistic features of this world. A total opposite to his first love. A living epitome of your typical blonde heiress. Shopaholic, carefree, sassy and child-like attitude. A date was fixed and the media fully informed but it seems the Gryffins are up to something a little sinister behind the cameras. * * * My husband, whose heart belongs to another. * * * "I..." "You seem to have forgotten why you're standing here in the first place... Perhaps, I should remind you. We're getting married tomorrow just because I wish to see my family's company progress further. Therefore, because of the money. For future reference, there's no need for you to act like a wife. Don't ask me questions relating to my personal life and don't try to get close to me. I don't like you now and I definitely won't like you in a few months." With that, he walked away, leaving me to reminisce on his harsh statement. A crazy chuckle escaped my lips as I try my best not to feel affected by his words. Definitely, I've heard worse. * * * I won't call this book a sequel because it can be read as a standalone.

"Aiden pick a girl this instant! Who will you marry?" Queen Alexandra exclaimed. "The maid over there," he said with a smirk. Copyright © 2016

During the day she's a college student working hard to earn a degree, but at night she's a prostitute working hard to earn cash. I do not own any of the images provided in this novel, besides the author notes. All written content is created by myself, any similarities to movies, tv shows, or books are merely coincidental.

An unstable man marries a woman for revenge. His plan is to cause her as much pain as possible in honor of his mother who he believes died because of this woman. He become possessive of his little broken piece. The really spectacular cover is by @KaylaNashhh. Thank you lots.

2nd place in Wicked Awards 3rd place in The Waterfall Awards "You're real funny Kevin Reynolds, the marriage is just a contract so no I'm not going to be faithful to you. If I feel like getting some dick, I will and that's final," I told him. "No you won't, for these two years you're mine and mine only," he said. He walked away and opened the door. Giving me one last glance, he walked slamming the door on his way out. Brianna is forced into an arranged marriage to help her parents get out of debt. She had no problem with it until she realized who she would be married to; she would marry none other than Kevin, her ex.

It started out as a game...until someone got hurt

‘Black excellence.’ Rose. Black. Twenty-two. Recent college graduate. Raphael. Greek. Twenty-nine. Extremely good-looking, wealthy and – most of all – cold. What was it? A compromis? An arrangement? More like blackmail. And now that he has her, will this relationship remain more like a deal? Or will actual feelings get involved? “I expect you to let me kiss you when I want. You don’t decline,” he demanded and took a few steps to the corner she stood in. He placed his hands next to her, really cornering her. His voice was hoarse and full of authority, and Rose almost felt herself giving in. “Do you understand?” She raised her eyebrow and cocked her head to the side a bit, challenging him. “Do… you… understand?” his lips brushed against hers with every word he said. She had the urge to just kiss him but as she had told herself not to, she turned her head so his lips were now on her cheek. “This is not part of the arrangement.” “Then I’ll make it one from now on,” he retorted and held her face by her cheeks with one hand, forcing her to look at him. “You can’t,” she mumbled as it was hard for her to speak with his hand like that. “I can. If you don’t agree, you can leave.” She stared into his green eyes as she thought about leaving. She knew she was going to get hurt if she’d stay but she didn’t want her entire family to get hurt either. He let go of her face and crushed his lips onto hers. By now he had pressed his body completely on to hers and Rose felt her body heating up again. Raphael wasn’t gentle during the kiss at all but he wasn’t harmful either. He was dominant and left no room for her to take control of what was happening in that elevator. SEXUAL CONTENT!

Interracial ♥

A story of his disappearance. "I spent every waking moment with this man eating, sleeping, finally living. It was simply a dream. And it may have well been, too, because now they tell me he was never there in the first place. According to them, he never existed..." ~Colette Hayes Warning: Cursing, violence, sexual content and other trigger happy things present. Read at your own discretion.