Edited. "Be the third lady of Braylon's household" ............................. He strode purposefully towards me, a smirk playing on his lips like the mischievous gremlin he was. As I instinctively took a step back, my confidence melted away. Pressed against the door, I made a move to turn the handle, but he intercepted, gently gripping my hand and guiding me to face him. Trapped between his muscular figure and the door, I felt a flush of embarrassment creep up my cheeks. Does he have any concept of personal space? "Do you have anything to say, melanin?" His smirk widened, almost mocking. "Actually, it's Jasmine," I blurted out, feeling my face grow even warmer under his intense gaze. Does he even know my name? "Stop calling me that!" I retorted, deciding to play along. With a smirk of my own, I added, "You might as well address me as the third lady." He chuckled without humor, a sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "You catch on quickly. Perhaps a week without my presence left you feeling lonely and eager to remind me of your significance." Rolling my eyes at his self-assurance, I couldn't deny that my face had turned into a crimson shade. Leaning closer to my petite frame, his breath grazed my earlobe, causing me to shiver at the minty scent that engulfed me. What on earth was happening? "There are still plenty of things I could show you," his voice husky, sending a wave of weakness through my legs. What is he implying? What is wrong with this man? .............................................. A debt to pay takes Jasmine O'Connell to the Braylons' household, forcefully where she meets Roman Braylon, the third son of the Braylons. EDITED Started- August 26th Ended- ?

(WARNING: This is my first story btw. Some parts may be cringe or toxic, but I don't feel like changing anything at the moment) I watched as he frustratingly ran his hand through his jet black hair as he let out an loud sigh. "Axarii I do not have the patience for your childishness. I can no longer trust you therefore we're getting an divorce." He stated. That just ended my mood. "What! That girl doesn't even look like me, are you fucking blind? My boobs are not even that big! Just imagine Winston and I together, that's impossible." I screeched out and grabbed onto him. I mentally cursed at myself as I felt tears threatening to escape from my hideous eyes. I'm an ugly crier. He roughly pulled his arm out of my grasp. "I want you and your things out of here by tonight and at the company to sign the papers in the morning." "You can't be serious! How can you not believe me, your own wife over some damn fake pictures?" I looked at him only to see him blankly staring at me, not responding. I roughly wiped my eyes before any tears could escape. He would not see me cry. "I'll go but you'll just have to throw away or burn the clothes that you bought for me because I don't need anything from you." I mumbled as I turned away and headed for the stairs. "I don't need a wife that claims she has love for me when all she wants is to be around other men instead of her own husband." I continued to walk up the stairs, not bothering to reply to what he said, not bothered to wipe the tears knowing that he cannot see them. **** #2 ex - March 2024 #12 dominate - September 2023 #6 funny - November 2024 #1 darkness - November 2023 #5 plottwist - November 2023 #2 exwife- November 2024

Small collection of erotic pieces written by yours truly for your pleasure. Please feel free to share with others and give feedback. Still a beginner so bear with me and I'll give you what you want. "It's not love, but it's as pure as passion." Beginning scripts of an imagination for the reader's pleasantries and deviance told from 1st person, male pov. I must warn you, my thoughts are dangerous and impure.

WARNING!!! MATURE content for 18 years old and above!!! If you're an INNOCENT or NOT AN OPEN-MINDED reader, please refrain from reading this story! Princess Jewel Morrison was so hurt because her boyfriend Zander Montealegre, wasn't there when she gave birth to their child. But the most painful thing was their baby 'died' after she gave birth to her and he was never there for her. Then she learned that he accepted money from her father in exchange for leaving her. Upon learning this, she decided to leave the country to forget about the painful things that happened to her without realizing that they were just victims of her father's manipulation. What would she do when she learns that all the things she believed that happened were all products of someone else's lie? What would she do to make things right?

Emma has everything she wants. Good friends, family who loves her and the boyfriend of her dreams. She's also finally rid nemesis Bianca Smythe from her life. But life is full of twists and turns. The first is a phone call from her mother, the one who abandoned her twenty years ago. Suddenly she wants a relationship, to patch things up with the daughter she dumped. Will Emma let her in to her now happy life? The second is a chance encounter with Bianca in the school library. Their conversation will plant seeds of doubt in the only man Emma's ever loved. Could Bianca be telling the truth? And if she is, will Emma ever be able to forgive Zach? Just a note that you should probably read book 1 first - The Senator's Son

Ever since photographer Lacy Maguire caught her ex playing Pin the Secretary to the Elevator Wall, she's been content with her dog Fabio, her three cats, and a vow of chastity. But all of that changes when the reindeer-antlered Fabio drags in a very desperate, on-the-run detective who decides to take refuge in her house -- a house filled with twinkling lights and a decorated tree. (Okay, so it's February, but she has a broken heart to mend, a Christmas-card shoot to do, and a six-times divorced, match-making mother to appease.) For the first time in a looooong while, Lacy reconsiders her vow. Because sexy Chase Kelly, wounded soul that he may be, would be an oh-so-delicious way of breaking her fast. Now, if she can just keep them both alive and him out of jail....