I watched as my boyfriend saved another woman when a rival club shot up the clubhouse. He never even checked on me as he took her to the hospital -- and I almost died. So I disappeared for a year, and when I came back, he was waiting for me. He wanted to win me back. But the way he'd betrayed me...there was no way to come back from that. He was convinced he could change my mind. Or die trying.

Twenty-five year old Adira Thompson finds herself in a position where she's single and pregnant, with dreams of becoming a plastic surgeon. She and her family have a love for basketball, particularly their home team in Los Angeles. Her world somehow collides with one of the players, the star point guard. Kenzo Martin, Americas sweetheart. He's single... on purpose; due to his standards. The last thing the both of them want is to add more to their already complicated lives... Besides, would Kenzo want a ready-made family? A kid that's not his own? Or could this be the thing missing in his life of fame? They are the epitome of the term shattering Glass Ceilings. |This is not a fan-fiction. Also, any locations, faces used or names are merely coincidental. Everything is fiction and used for fictitious purposes only and can be found publically.| All Rights Reserved to MrsCora F Copyright ©️ August 2019 Started publishing: July 28, 2019 Finished publishing: December 20, 2019

"Please Nick I'm begging you let's try and work things out you can't do this to Liam and I", I say as I'm on my knees and beg him but he doesn't even look at me and pushes me and I land flat on my butt just then Liam rushes in and shouts "daddy don't hurt mommy I'm the one that drew on your papers and not her, I'm so sorry daddy please forgive ", my baby cries and my heart shatters."I'm not your father you little twit don't you ever call me that!", Nick yells and my baby and I get up and slap him right across the face . "don't you ever talk to my son like that you son of a bitch he's just a child!", I yell at him .He slaps me so hard I fall to the ground", Yes he is a child but he isn't mine!",he shouts at me and walks away. Wise men say that only fools rush into love but guess what I'm the fool. Never did I ever think I'd regret it . I had everything a husband that loved me , money and all the luxury I could think of but who would have thought that I'd distaste having all these things. I can't have children and my husband cheated on me my family disowned me because I handed over our company to my husband but can you blame me, I was helplessly in love

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 ❦ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 The Velvet Room; one of New York's largest underground clubs where women are forbidden fruit. No touch, just stare has a whole different meaning. Reyna Lovelace is the brand new toy at the club. All mens attention is on her, especially the club owners; The Axton brothers. But what she doesn't know, is becoming theirs is more traumatizing than she realizes. - Preview - The soft touch of a hand grazing my arm was enough to make me jump and my heart pump a little harder. I couldn't believe I had gotten myself in this situation, sandwiched between the two men and feeling as if there was no escape. But maybe I didn't want to, maybe I didn't want to escape. I don't know, my head was spinning. Vincent clicked his tongue, tapping under my chin to turn my head up and grazing his hand along my neck. He could see I was nervous at each coming touch, they both could. Lucas set a tender kiss on my shoulder and up to my neck while his hands trailed slowly down my waist. "This-This isn't right I-I," My lips sealed at the feeling of two sets of lips on each side of my throat. Vincent was near my jaw on my left, Lucas still working his way up the crease of my throat on my right. "What's not right about it baby, hm?" Lucas whispered. I wanted to say something, object and give him a list of reasons but when I thought about it, why was it wrong? My head lolled back against Lucas' shoulder as he lifted my skirt above my hips, and hummed at the feeling of my bare skin, with no panties hugging my hips. ___________ #1 exotic #7 trauma #1 bdsmrelationship #4 billionaire #7 stripper #3 polyamory #2 stripper #1 stripper

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

Daniella Harris, a gifted prodigy who graduated high school at just sixteen, rose to prominence as a successful surgeon. On the night of her graduation, she joined what was supposed to be a celebratory farewell party with friends she trusted. But the night took a dark turn-she was drugged and awoke to find herself robbed of her innocence by a stranger. The events that followed tested the very core of her mental resilience, reshaped her decisions, and forged the determination that would ultimately define her. Despite the trauma, Daniella chose to take ownership of her life. She persevered-and she triumphed. Matteo Giordano, now the feared and respected in the Italian Mafia, had his own fateful encounter years ago. At seventeen, he was grabbed a drink meant for someone else and lost his free will. He woke the next morning with a beautiful girl beside him-her face etched with pain, regret, and a haunting purity. Though she fled without a word, the impression she left endured. Matteo noticed what others might have missed: the telltale stain that marked her first time. Though he searched for her, she had vanished -leaving only a memory that tormented him. Now, years later, their paths cross once more-not by intention, but perhaps... by fate.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

Amora's life has never been easy but she never complained. Although it was only her mother and her that was all she ever needed to be happy and contented. When she lost the one person who has ever loved her her world seemed to have crumbled from beneath her feet. That is until one night of pleasure with a dark mysterious but sexy man changed her life forever. **Sexual content ⚠️Being edited ⚠️ ✨Highest Rank #6 in chicklit

Azriel Danzel Nickolson is a 26-year-old man and already ready to settle down. Having the most handsome face, tall height, manly and muscular body, every woman is willing to throw themselves to him. But he only craves for Seleira Farrah's attention and love so bad. He became a hopeless creep and stalked her for five years. When her family's business is about to get bankcrupt, he immediately took advantage and manipulate things to get her married to him. Azriel is the sweetest man. He spoils his wife and gives everything that she wants. However, no one would want to see him jealous. Because if he is, he doesn't care either you have the same blood, the other man should be gone. --- Read Azriel's Obsession and join them with their rollercoaster journey! This book isn't just about cuddles, love, and desire. Everything woud make sense once the story reaches its rising action and up to the peak, the climax! A good book doesn't reveal all of its secrets at once. City girl Seleira, marrying Azriel, would they really last until the end? --- All photos in this book aren't mine. They are all from google. Credits goes to the real owners. PICTURE IN THE BOOK COVER: from pinterest --- Started: Nov. 21, 2020 Ended: March 27, 2021

(COMPLETED) Montenegro Series #1 Highest Rank: #1 in Romance Category I'm Akira Sapphire Santos-Montenegro, nineteen years old, currently taking Business Administration. 3rd year na ko. Oh if it isn't obvious. I'm already married. I'm the secret wife of my obnoxious professor Thunder Rein Montenegro. Language: TAGLISH Written by: @KayeEinstein