Xavien Caruso has been designed to drive any woman beyond seven sensations of pleasure. He is powerful and elegant. He is drawn to danger and will dangle his fingers in everything that is forbidden. This billionaire bad boy might have you on his speed dial, but you will never capture his heart. Mekayla Winters is determined and ready to be successful in a man's world. There is a mystery behind this girl that every man desires. Immune to Xavien's advances, she presents something he wishes to conquer. Xavien makes Mekayla an offer she simply cannot refuse. She has thirty days to make him fall in love with her, yet he is ruthless and will do whatever he can to ensure that this does not happen, losing is simply not an option. Can this beauty bring this bad boy to his knees?
Long elegant fingers are running down every crevice of my sculpted physique; with the morning sun piercing through the window, I catch a glance of the blonde lying next to me. She is young, perhaps far too young for me, with curves so hot that you can melt butter on her skin. It is yet another morning, after yet another night of heavy drinking. I can honestly say that I truly do not remember bringing her home, not even to mention if she was worth the effort.
Do I dare even taking her again?
She turns her head to face me. Those deep cherry lips are so close to me that with only but one wink, I would claim those lips.
Then with absolute raw desire, I grab that damn peachy ass and pull every inch of her toned body into mine. I hear her gasp as she prepares to push me away, but as she leans into me, she catches a hint of my cologne and eases into me.
She kisses me gently and carefully, but it is not gentleness that I am after. I knot my fist in her hair, and as I pull her closer, she softly moans. Her arms circle my waist; as her skin lays hot and heavy against me, she is melting into my body.
After a few moments of silence, she kisses me again. It feels as if lightning strikes and the sky breaks open. She steals my breath away and gives it back.
My breath hitch and my body numbs. As she runs her delicate fingers down my spine, the sensations that I feel sends a flush of heat to my core. She makes me believe that touching me so deeply that she desires to be with me in more ways than just the craving that flesh brings. That she accepts that I am more than enough of what she needs.
Then I flip her over. I lock my hands around her wrists and pin them about her head. She squirms and tries to release herself from my firm grip, but I am far stronger. I can see it is driving her crazy, and it flames the desire to take her.
I lean in and kiss her, soft, slow; then I completely devour her. With my free hand, I start to explore her body. My god, she is firm but yet so soft. As I gently begin to caress her, she leans deeper into my touch. Her body is squirming as she quivers.
As I let go of her hands, she grabs my hair and yanks me closer, taking my lips for hers to taste.
Fuck I want her.
I can feel the rush of arousal build up in my core. Strong lust and simple desire take control of my body and mind.
For one brief moment, the words leave my lips in only but a soft whimper, "I want you."
Then my tongue trails down to her belly; I run it over her navel. Tasting every inch of her glorious body. Moving down toward the elastic of her panties.
She gasps as I move my fingers down her hot, burning skin. She runs her hands through my thick dark brown hair; I growl deep from my chest and whisper.
"I want you. I want to be inside of you."
I can barely finish my sentence, and her lips crash against mine. Her soft lips move against mine. Then she kisses me hard.
"Oh god," I moan into her mouth as her tongue grazes mine.
I lose myself completely in the kiss, in the moment. My tongue finds the sensitive parts below her ear. The moan that escapes her lips awakens an even greater longing for her body and soul. The touch of her skin against my tongue sends a fiery passion throughout my core. I cannot keep my self-control any longer. It's like a battle raging inside of me as she makes my body quiver.
Her hands unlock behind my neck, and they are moving all over. First down my shoulders, then down my chest, I can feel my heart pounding beneath my flesh. Her touch sends my blood racing as she moves further down to my waist. My body freezes, and for a moment, I stop breathing, and a growl escapes my lips.
And the very moment that it escapes my lips, I stop.
Fuck. What am I doing?
She slides her hands through my hair and knots her fingers in it; she slowly pulls me closer to her, so close that our lips almost touch. Her sweetness attacks every corner of my senses. Just thinking of letting myself get lost in her sends a pure ache of craving to my very much throbbing erection.
Her entire body quivers beneath me.
"Fuck, I want you."
She moans in my ear as her lips tremble, "Then take me."
I press her back even further on the bed. She lets out another shattering moan. Every time I kiss her deeply, she makes the most glorious sounds, delicious noises of pleasure as I continue to plunder her with my tongue.
Then I stop...yet again.
Fuck. What am I doing?
I never, and I say absolutely never do I have a woman twice, even less than twice in a row.
So as I slide off her body, highly aroused and beyond frustrated, I only but glance over my shoulders at her, "You know your way out."
I slowly make my way over to the shower, making agonizingly sure that she catches one last glimpse of me. With one rather satisfied yet still frustrated smirk on my face, I turn the water on before I step in. The water is running down my hair, all over my body. The droplets from the showerhead do nothing but accentuate my strong shoulders, glistening off my arms and trickle down my sculpted chest. I watch as it travels down over my rippled abs and further to my semi-erect length.
I grab a bath sponge and lather it with body wash. I rub it down over my chest...my shoulders...my neck. I slide it over every inch of my toned body. I close my eyes and rinse the shampoo from my hair. Every second, every minute, my body is still raging. I can feel the tension build up; my semi-erect length is now full and throbbing. A throbbing I would love to conquer with.
Once I am done, I wrap a towel around me and head back to my room to get dressed. I slide my toned legs into black designer pants, a dark button-up shirt. In precisely twenty minutes, I flip my suit jacket over my shoulder and make my way downstairs.
As I reach the bottom of the steps, my driver, Sam, only but smiles at me, "The girl ran out of here so fast; what on earth did you do with the poor thing?"
I only but shrug my shoulders, "She must have expected something more." With one burst of laughter, I reach for the coffee that he is handing me, "I guess the poor girl has never seen...well let us just say that I ain't small."
Sam shakes his head at me in complete amusement, "You are going to meet that girl that will sweep you off your feet, then I will be the one standing here laughing."
With one wave of the hand, I point at my watch and make my way towards the door, "We are late; I have an interview this morning."
As I sit in the back seat while Sam is navigating his way into town towards my building, I cannot get rid of this nagging irritation that still has the heat consuming my skin. It was so close, and I would have broken all the rules with the perky blonde; why blonde? I do not know, for I do truly not take them as preference.
Yet, back to pushing the limits, I have set them firm, and they are not meant to be broken. The first and most important of them all, do not get attached. Then if you find yourself in a situation where there is a need to exchange numbers, you just firmly turn around and walk away. But the last and one rather crucial one, never set your foot in their home, and when they find themselves in yours, well, honey, it is in and then out.
And with that said, we drive into the underground parking; this is where everything disappears; my mind never occupies itself with any woman while I find myself here, running my empire. There is no place for a woman here, so for now, this beast must take his leave and wait until we venture out when evening comes around.
As I get into the elevator, while pressing floor fifty-two, I check my tie in the mirror, smooth my hands through my air and give myself one rather overconfident smile. Then as I step out into the reception area, I am met with the scent of lily and vanilla that attacks my senses.
Immediately my eyes go in search of the bearer; she is seated only but a few steps away from where I have come to a complete halt. She is young, yet she carries herself with great confidence as she sits there watching me from the corner of her eye. Well, at least I have captured some sort of attention.
So as I stride past her, the very thing I find my eyes laying on is her long slender legs, but not only that is what captures me the most, red stilettos. I am a man that is a complete sucker for them and this beauty, with long locks of brown hair that is partially covering her deep sparkling eyes. How I wish I can slip my finger around a tiny strand and place it gently away from her porcelain skin.
Then from underneath her breath, I hear her softly whisper to herself, "Don't you want to eat me up with those hungry eyes?"
There is a flush of heat that shoots to my core for what seems to be too many times today; I need to get away from any person that resembles a woman today. It is with absolute haste that I give her one last glance and disappear into my office, firmly closing the door behind me.
Not even a minute later, I have Janice, my Assistant, buzzing my phone persistently. Without showing my complete annoyance, I slowly pick up the receiver, "Yes, Janice."
"Mr. Caruso, your interview for nine is already here." As I take the time in, I am surprised to see that it is still another half an hour to go. Now, do I let the man wait, or do I get this over and done with. So, as I try to find the file with his details, I call after Janice, "You may send him in."
Then, the door slowly clicks open, it creeks open with each ticking second; with total anticipation, I wait to see who will be my new Marketing Director. The door finally flings completely open, and I am at a total loss for words. Yet, all I can utter is, "You?"
“Tell me one thing, Ava. Do you believe in fate?” “I believe people like you buy their happiness while people like me wait for fate to bring us happiness.” Trayton DeCarlo is the town's most sought-after playboy that is set to break your heart the minute you find yourself on his side. He does not play by the rules; his game is the only one that you shall play. But he does not hold a normal job; he is the best in the business, the best sniper if you are seeking one. In enters Ava Brown, a girl that has had to settle for the less finer things in life. Her path crosses with Trayton one night at a club that they frequent. She captivates him from the first moment he sets his eyes on her. She is unlike any of the girls that he keeps company with. But there is more to what the eye sees; Ava is hiding a secret that will destroy her if it should ever come to the surface. Trayton cannot let this go; he hunts down who she really is, and as feared, her past comes back to haunt her. What will Trayton do to save her from this horror? Will he be able to prove himself to her?
Damon Chase, CEO of Chase Enterprises and a typical bad boy is challenged to find a girl to fall in love with him. He only has a month to find this girl or he will lose the bet. Skye Davis becomes Damon's victim, she is stubborn and not easily taken by Damon's advances. Damon is determined to win this bet and will place a bet on a bet in order to do so. What Damon does not know is that Skye has her own little secret and he is in for more than he bargained for. Will Damon get what he wants, or will he become the victim? Will Damon learn that if you bet on love, then you gamble with your heart?
Hunter King, the king of the underworld, has been designed to drive any woman beyond seven sensations of pleasure. His body is carved to perfection. His biceps clench and flex, and his abs tighten with his every movement. He is powerful and elegant. He is drawn to danger and a determination to conquer. Raven is determined and ready to play at any man's level. She is King's rival which makes her forbidden. As the heir to the Sloane Family, she stands on the opposite of Hunter King. One night on a very chance encounter, Hunter's path crosses that of Raven. Immediately there are drawn, yet they do not know who the either one is to each other. Hunter sets on a ruthless path to make Raven his own, but he is yet to discover who she really is. Can this beauty fall for Hunter's advances? Will they be able to see past their differences and unite as one?
Lexi Rose is a girl that left home at a very tender age with the aspirations to make it big in the City. She desired all the things, the love, and the fulfillment that she lacked as a child. With a family that has shunned her, she navigates her way through life, looking for that one thing she lacks…the perfect man on her side. Lucas Lucero is a ruthless Mafia Boss designed to drive any woman to the heights of seven sensations of pleasure. With abs that flex as he moves, he is elegant yet the most powerful man in the state. With a rather bad reputation on his side, he will break your heart if you ever find yourself on his side. But Lucas dangles his finger in everything that brings danger and is for certain forbidden. Yet, his paths cross with Lexi, and from the minute they make eye contact, he is captivated. Though Lexi is different from most of the girls he is used to occupying himself with. She is Bipolar, which makes her life wild and unpredictable, and practically uncontrollable most of the time. Yet, Lucas has the determination to tame her and let her take her rightful place by his side. Will Lucas and Lexi be able to survive a relationship that will be nothing but a rollercoaster ride? Can he understand the woman behind the disease and love her for who she is deep in her heart?
Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the façade that he brings. Jenna Davis, a girl that decides to leave her husband at the altar, runs away to the small little town where Tyler lives. She gets stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears. Tyler is the one that finds the poor damsel on the side of the road. Even though he finds her situation amusing, he is immediately captivated by her. She pushes him to his limits and brings the danger that he craves, that he desires. The two soon send off on a whirlwind relationship, but there is one thing that Tyler refuses to give…his heart. Will Jenna ultimately win his heart? And if she does, will she leave Tyler at the altar too?
"Who are you, Sebastian?" "I think I can ask the same. Where did you come from, Anastasia?" As soon as the last syllable escapes my lips, we find ourselves interlocked in a kiss. Knowing my full attention, I stop to ask, "Are you sure you want to do this, Anastasia?" "The only thing I'm sure of is the way you are making me feel." Unable to contain myself, I pull her into a fiery and passionate kiss. All my thoughts are obliterated. For the first time in over two hundred years, I am kissing a mortal woman. I can feel the hunger grow inside me, the pleasure building towards a peak. I pull her even tighter into my body. I can smell her arousal, and it only fuels me. The kiss is getting deeper and deeper with every breath that we take. "What are we doing, Sebastian?" "Anastasia, let me show you.” Vampire Master, Sebastian Belmont, has been carved to perfection for over two hundred years. Drawn to danger, he dangles his fingers in all that is supernatural and has great power beyond compare. Ruthless, yet charming, he rules his empire with an iron fist. With a line of scorned ex-lovers left behind, this charming Vampire is set to cross paths with Anastasia Santi. Anastasia Santi is a young girl that has great aspirations and desires all the things, the love, and the fulfillment that she dreamed of as a child. She is strong-willed and always finds herself in some sort of trouble she needs saving from. Though one fateful night, Sebastian crosses the line and sets his life in a new direction. A destiny toward a great legacy and to all things that goes bump in the night. But the ultimate sacrifice lies at the end… Will Sebastian give up the one thing that he values the most…his immortality…
What happens when a hook-up gets complicated by a baby? Can she hide the secret from him? Or will he show her how possessive he can be when he learns she's carrying his child? "Seven years ago, I had a one-night stand with my brother's best friend, who also happened to be my lifelong crush. The next day, he vanished leaving me pregnant. Now, I am a single mom raising our son in the same small town. Recently, he returned to attend my brother's wedding and the truth about our son was finally revealed. As he reclaims his place in our lives, the sparks between us reignite. However, danger from his past threatens to shatter our newfound connection. I am torn between my love for him and my fear of getting hurt again, especially now that I have two hearts to protect - our son's and my own."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."