Hate was deeply buried into his eyes-- and you know what Nyx did? Out of all the options she has? The options of walking away. To hitting him back. To fighting or yelling or make a scene or arguing over this pitiful arrangement. To just let him win. To give up. Well, it wasn't any of those. No, she took a step closer...
[18+] MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ "You shot yourself?" I yelled incredulously. "No," He groaned, trying to pull himself into a more comfortable position as he tried to stop making a mess of himself, anymore than he already had, yet to no avail. "I didn't shoot myself, good Lord woman. Someone else bloody shot me." ───────────...
"Why should I trust you?" I ask him. "Because you need me," he says hoarsely, "And I need you; more than you know." ~~ Special Agent Willow Hart's life fell apart after a terrible loss. Slowly building her way up, she is finally happy until she meets Tatum Black. Spending one evening with him made her feel more aliv...
Book Two in the I Am Not A Prostitute series. Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation #1 in Fiction on 1/10/23 #2 in Romance on 12/29/20 Book Two in the I Am Not A Prostitute series. *** Summary: "I hope you remember me. I hope you see something that reminds you of...
"Bambola," Lorenzo warned," Put the spoon down. I'm scared shitless" He taunted. "Vaffanculo," I snarled (Fūck you) He chuckled," You already have." Taking my spoon armed hand, he lowered it. His touch made me feel weak at knees. Stupid Lorenzo. "Get out Lorenzo," I growled," You are not wanted here." "Come back...
"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I beg...
" I can't have a weakness. " He whispered, looking toward the people on stage. Lies. " Then kill me now. " I whispered back. He looked at me, both frustration and anger in his body language. Then his face went soft, showing an emotion I never thought I'd read from him. Then, he smirked and pulled out his gun. Holdin...
"I know you're a virgin but have you never been touched?" He asked, sliding his other hand down onto her leg. "What makes you say that?" Kat breathed, bracing her hands on the counter. "You react like someone who's never felt another's touch," Nex whispered, slipping his thumb under the band of her shorts. "So, have...
Rayleen Banks is 24 years old working as an underestimated editor for an Oil company in New York City. Always being criticized by her falcon looking boss Ms. Newmort, Rayleen just can't seem to get a break. The only source of happiness comes from her blonde best friend Amy who is constantly helping her move on from...