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Occasionally Yours
The tabloids call it a comeback. Their lawyers call it a contract. But for Marilyn May and Manhattan Meyers, it's a dangerous game of make-believe. Fresh out of a quiet rehab, Marilyn is the velvet-voiced singer and bestselling author everyone loves to pity-and secretly root against. Fresh off an eighteen-month bid for aggravated assault, Manhattan is hip-hop's most volatile prodigy, out on bond and one headline away from ruin. Their teams strike a deal: six months of paparazzi kisses, late-night studio sightings, and carefully leaked "love" songs to bury their scandals and rebuild their brands. No feelings. No slip-ups. No exceptions. But behind the camera flashes, addiction still whispers to Marilyn. Rage still stalks Manhattan. And somewhere between staged dates and midnight studio sessions, the lines blur. Every lingering glance becomes a gamble. Every touch courts disaster. Because the only thing more explosive than their chemistry is the truth-and if the truth comes out, it won't just break their contract. It will break them. Occasionally Yours is a razor-edged, slow-burn romance about second chances, dangerous fame, and the difference between playing lovers and becoming one.Complete
Anvi! His nightmare, His obsession
"He married her to punish her... not to love her." She was innocent - the daughter of the man who ruined his life. He was everything her father feared: powerful, vengeful, and morally grey. Trapped in a forced marriage, she thought she'd find a way to melt the monster behind his eyes. But he had no heart to give... only cold rage and secrets darker than the night. She wanted love. He wanted revenge. But sometimes, when fire meets innocence - the real war begins behind closed doors. A dark romance of obsession, trauma, and twisted fate. 18+ | Trigger Warnings: Toxic Relationships, Violence, Forced Marriage! Ur writer -- Anvi writes___
Deception (Urban Fiction)
Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.Complete
Lustful Craze
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The tabloids call it a comeback. Their lawyers call it a contract. But for Marilyn May and Manhattan Meyers, it's a dangerous game of make-believe. Fresh out of a quiet rehab, Marilyn is the velvet-voiced singer and bestselling author everyone loves to pity-and secretly root against. Fresh off an eighteen-month bid for aggravated assault, Manhattan is hip-hop's most volatile prodigy, out on bond and one headline away from ruin. Their teams strike a deal: six months of paparazzi kisses, late-night studio sightings, and carefully leaked "love" songs to bury their scandals and rebuild their brands. No feelings. No slip-ups. No exceptions. But behind the camera flashes, addiction still whispers to Marilyn. Rage still stalks Manhattan. And somewhere between staged dates and midnight studio sessions, the lines blur. Every lingering glance becomes a gamble. Every touch courts disaster. Because the only thing more explosive than their chemistry is the truth-and if the truth comes out, it won't just break their contract. It will break them. Occasionally Yours is a razor-edged, slow-burn romance about second chances, dangerous fame, and the difference between playing lovers and becoming one.
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