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A billionaire plans and plots , to get on to the top of the world and is willing to remove anyone that stand in his why , he tempts and dreams of ultimate power and establishes the best team in the world , best hacker , solider , lawyer and magician, to take down government's and high officials down , to seek the lost book of Solomon , for imoortality

"What are you thinking about mia cara" he asks me causing my thoughts to drift back to me kissing his jawline. "N-nothing" I stutter cursing myself at how breathy I sounded even to my own ears. I watch his mouth curl up into his trademark smirk quickly glancing over with an eyebrow raised. "Didn't seem like nothing when you were eye raping the side of my face mia cara" he responds almost mockingly trying to rile me up. Feeling bold and teasing, I open my mouth to share my thoughts. "Well if you must know, I was thinking about leaning over and placing a trail of feathery kisses along your jawline" I say nonchalantly pretending to examine my finger nails. I hear him suck in a breath and cursing before I feel him pullover on the side of the rode. "That's it" he whispers huskily turning off the engine and reaching his arm over to lift me off my seat. He places me on his lap and I shift around trying to get comfortable but I can tell my movements weren't helping. "God damn it mia cara, you're gonna be the death of me" he whispers, his Italian accent coming out as he smashed his lips on mine. The kiss was nothing but aggressive, our hunger and need for each other evident. His hands grip my hair and pull my head back slightly to give him better access to my mouth. I break away to catch my breath while I begin peppering kisses on his jawline grasping his hair and tugging his head back to get more access. I easily elicit a growl from him and I teasingly bite his neck slightly before pulling away completely. I attempt to get off his lap and back into my seat but his iron grip keeps me still. "Mia cara, will you be mine" he asks huskily, his face expressing his nervousness as well as hope. I smile from ear to ear before giving him a sweet peck. "Of course you idiot" I say smiling for ear to ear.

|#1 in Romance.| 15-5-17 Amelia Primrose. Your typical, carefree and bubbly girl who has been making through thick and thin to provide her sister and herself a better life. Her only dream is love and happiness but she is keeping a past. The one that keeps chasing her no matter where she goes. Forgetting about everything, she heads towards a new life by starting a job in Knight Industries but little does she knows what's waiting for her there? Alarick Noah Knight. The world's most eligible bachelor and CEO of Knight Industries. Heart cold as ice and personality hot as hell. A billionaire who's worth swooning but he's cold, ruthless and a total control freak. For him, money is the most powerful thing in this world. Love? The one word, he despises the most. So what happens when Amelia crosses his path? Will he save her from her past and take away her worst nightmares or will become a part of it? Find out in Mr. Control Freak. WARNING: Will contain explicit and mature content. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. COMPLETED.

I, Lucy Clearwater, can easily be seen as the prettiest girl of the junior class. Always wearing the cutest clothes, hanging with the hottest boys and going to the craziest parties. Everyone figures that I lived this perfect, ideal high school dream life. That isn't true, not even close. Life at home is completely different. Mom is always passed out in her bed drunk and only gets up to use the restroom. She's still depressed from when dad left us for his NYC whore. It's 'okay' though, because he sends us money every month. None of this is okay. I'm trying to keep it all hidden under the shoes and clothes but what will happen when one boy takes the time to pay attention?

"I think I met someone who genuinely cares about me. I don't know why, but I don't plan on questioning it." ~~~~~ I learned at a young age that no one would actually want to care for me. I was on my own. The only thing that would support me in life was my education. No one would be there for me. The only person I could trust was myself. I learned all of this the day that I realized I wasn't going to leave the orphanage. But after eighteen years of hell, I am finally free. Honestly, it pushed me to work harder than I ever would have expected. I graduated top of my class receiving with a full ride to an amazing university. This is where my story begins, at the beginning of my freedom and my happiness. However, there might be one person who can see behind the smile and mend what's broken.

Coming soon- My names Londyn Jace Tomlinson. It was one thing to grow up with a mother and uncle as a dentist and dads occupation of an orthodontist. Along with the wanna be twin. I swore to my self I would have nothing to do with dentist again in my life, but I guess that didn't work out. Did it? When university came I had never have expected that my only friends would be training in the dental field. Yet again trapping my self with the constant nagging of "make sure you floss" and "did you brush this morning?", when I agreed to move into a 5 bedroom apartment with them. It's not like I was scared, I just found the whole lay down open your mouth and let either a complete stranger, relative or best friend scrape at your teeth so awkward. Like what even makes you want to examine teeth day in and day out? But like always I'm stuck in the situation which always comes back to bite me in the bum later on. Londyn- always stuck between dentists Louis Tomlinson - the dentist twin Liam Payne - handsome dental assistant Niall Horan - brace boy Harry Styles - dental guru

My boyfriend is my biggest fear but he doesn't know that. He maybe my boyfriend but he isn't my dentist. How does he find out?

This is an imagine book for 1d and 5sos doctor prompts. This book is closed, but i've i'll be keeping it up for all to continue to read. Hope you enjoy, and that everyone has a wonderful day! :) This book is dedicated in honor of @directionerniallx Gone too soon and to be never forgotten.

Hold your breath, count to ten, breathe in, breathe out. ~ H. S. half au ~