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"I'm sorry but I can't continue this. We have both gotten what we intended from fooling the world that we were actually a couple. It's time to go our separate ways Jarek... like we said we would, " Olivia said, hoping the tone of her voice would not betray her and convey her true need...her true desire. "Too late Liv." Jarek said stunning Olivia. "As a Stark, it's my duty to uphold the rules of any binding and keep to my end of the bargain but with you... With you, I plan on breaking every rule out there that exists as long as I keep on being yours. I can not bear to see you with another. It will kill me..." Jarek replied and the last clause came out as a whisper as he tilted her chin up to face him properly. "I could go raving mad Miss Forte. Stay with me!" His last words had stolen the other words she had rehearsed earlier, it had snatched the willpower Olivia thought she had perfectly. "Kiss me Mr Stark. My name is Olivia and it feels pleasant to meet you, " Olivia said as she ran her hands from his chest to his shoulders. He did not have time to react to her sub - introduction before he clasped his lips on hers. She hummed a moan at the familiarity of his lips that she had thought she would never get to experience again and she earned a groan from him as the 'supposed' reuniting kiss, intended to be soft and alluring graduated to something ferocious. Hands finding buttons, fingers sinking in hair... ********************* Jarek Stark, the only son to the Stark Empire, was a mystery to the media. They know he exists but no one could tell who exactly he is. He worked as a lawyer in a law firm and got intrigued by a particular woman who wasn't fascinated by any of his charms. Her name, Olivia Forte. A woman with a strong sense of justice for others than herself. She is unaware that in the shadows she has a fan -a stalker - who uses his spare time to keep tabs on her. He makes no advances towards her because he was aware of the love she had for her boyfriend. That was until he cheated on Olivia. Seeing an opportunity to get close to her, he latches on it. Would Olivia still desire to be with Jarek when he becomes her boss and reveals his true identity to her and others? Would their relationship also be able to stand when she finds out his secret and also when he finds out her deleted past?!
OLIVIA'S POV
Looking through my window, I could tell that the sun was not too intense and neither were
the clouds gloomy. It was just perfect!
The wind that blew in didn't aim to throw me off balance and had instead sent a smooth
caress across my skin. One that even my boyfriend has not been able to give me for a
while... a good while.
I swallowed back the ball of emotion that was threatening to build up in my throat.
Today is a Saturday. Saturdays spell freedom, and for me, they majorly spell rest, and I was
not going to let anything disturb me from having that rest ... not even the thoughts of my
boyfriend.
With a sigh, I walked up to my bed and slid under the covers. At least I had the giant teddy
bear that Garland - my boyfriend - had bought for me in our very first year together, to
console and cuddle me somewhat.
I had barely closed my eyes for three seconds when the sound of my phone ringing broke
the quiet in my apartment. My fingers hunted it immediately as I felt around the bed for it.
'Of course, it can only be you!' I thought with a smile as I looked at my screen and saw my
best friend's name boldly splattered on it, with an abundance of heart-shaped emojis -which
she had insisted on - surrounding it.
"Good day ladybug. To what do I owe this rather pleasant call" I said, my voice rising a notch
at the word 'pleasant!'.
There was a pause for a second and I thought she had not heard me.
"You sound like you are still on your bed Olly. I swear I'll kill you if I find out you are not
dressed yet," Maya said, and I could practically see the sneer that must have lifted her upper
lip.
She knows me. Even though she wasn't anywhere close to me, she could tell exactly what I
was up to.
But...I could hear the seriousness in her voice and I knew what that meant.
'There is something I'm supposed to do...something I had promised her to do that I wasn't
doing currently!' I thought as I tried to search the archives of my brain at record speed for
what this 'something' could be.
At the last millisecond, my brain picked up on a conversation I had last night with her.
I had been so tired and just wanted to sleep that I had agreed to whatever her proposal was.
Her boyfriend had bailed out on going with her to a wedding her mother had forced her to
attend. She had asked me to go with her as her plus one even though she knew her mother
would give her an ear full about it. She just did not want to go to a wedding she was being
forced to attend, especially without someone she was at ease with.
"The heck! I'll be done in thirty minutes!" I said and I immediately hung up on her before she
could rant. Her rantings would come later. Time was far gone and I had not planned for this.
A very scattered room, the heel of a broken shoe, and a silky purple gown later, I was ready
to go with Maya to the wedding.
As much as I loved staying in my room so much -like very much - I love Maya more and I'd
do almost everything for her.
*******************
As we walked into the church, we tried to look for a free bench where we could settle our
ass** and a little boy suddenly ran loose from the other pew and poured the contents of his
juice box on my dress.
"Shit!" I cursed quietly.
"Oh damn!" Maya said.
Maya wanted to follow me out to have it cleaned but her mother could think she was trying to
ditch this part of the program and come up with something more scheming to plague her.
"I got this," I said to her before I turned and did a small run out from the church as I ignored
the pitiful and uninterruptible stares of some persons in the congregation.
There was still a patch on my dress a few minutes after some good scrubs but I decided to
go into the church like that before Maya got worried about my whereabouts.
Immediately, I entered through the door; everyone in the congregation was clapping as they
were standing.
The bride and groom were smiling cheerily at each other and the groom held the bride's
neck for a kiss that had him dipping her and had her snuggling closer into him.
'So sweet!'
But when they turned to face the congregation properly, my heart sank to the sole of my
shoes.
The groom was awfully familiar...unsettlingly recognizable.
My legs dragged me forward because it appeared I was seeing illusions.
'Or have I been thinking so much about Garland that I am beginning to see his face on the
face of other males...on the face of the groom?'
The applause and cheers were beginning to diminish, and my ash-filled mouth worked its
way till it was able to let out words.
"Garland?" I questioned, my eyes prickly with tears that were on the verge of being shed.
My legs and the torrent of emotions I was feeling had carried me close to the altar.
'Probably my Garland has a lost twin no one knows of. But...'
The smile on his face was gone, his jaw was tense and I could surprise laced in those foggy
eyes I have come to adore.
The bride looked at the groom. "Do you know her, Garland?" She asked.
'Is it possible this lost twin's name is also Garland?' I thought.
His Adam's apple bobbed before he opened his mouth and his voice could not be mistaken.
"No...not at all my love. I have never seen her in my life!"
Everywhere suddenly became too bright, my head felt too heavy for my body, and I nearly
toppled backward, but a steady hand wrapped around my waist, causing my unexpectedly
chilled skin to relish in a bit of warmth.
My teary eyes travelled from a veiny hand to a beautiful face, and he looked a little familiar. I
could not think much of who this person was because I turned and buried my face into his
chest.
I cried, my lips too scared of the reality behind me to utter a word.
Nonetheless, I was soaking this stranger's shirt with reckless abandon, letting his leather and
fougere scent take me from the scene behind that was stabbed into my heart
They stared at each other, misinterpretation of the circumstance in their heads. Anger and longing fuelled his veins. Fear and pining fuelled hers. But none could take a step towards the other. Sirens whirred around wildly and after another laboured heartbeat, Dante Maroni turned from the only woman whose life is like the prettiest leash to his, whose existence gives his a purpose and he embraced the darkness behind him. She wasn't what he thought after all. He wasn't what she thought. But it didn't really matter what they thought because they were too lost in each other to desire another. Lose all. Gain Everything. Gain all. Lose Everything. No in- betweens. What happens when a Mafia Lord has to act as a pretend bodyguard to get information only he can? He dons a super advanced mask during the day and has to bear with the sight of the woman he desires, the one he has searched and hunted after for years. She is an arm's length away but his ābossā has his eyes on her. Tension. Sparks. Burning Tension. Flying Sparks. And a Gnawing Unbeatable Desire.
āAnswer me honestly Serena. Did he kiss you?" Arsenio asked Serena. He had backed her against the wall, making her lose her one chance at escaping him. His body was tense and every nerve in him was on end as he awaited her response. āWhat is it to you Arsenio?! He might be a bad person but at least he knows what he wants and he sure as hell goes for it. You kiss me one moment and the next you tell me it's a mistake. You tell me how badly you want me and try to chase anyone who shows the least interest in me and yet you keep me at arm's freaking length. Enough Arsenio. I will do what I want to doā¦how I want to do it and with whom I choose. Hell, I'll even spread my legs wide open for Gerald if it would meanā¦ā Arsenio had heard enough and he quickly turned her to face the wall. He held her both hands with one of his above her head before he pressed his body so close to hers. āYou have been naughty, Bellisomo. Teased me to no end and made me go crazy countlessly. Now let's find out if your body agrees with your words ā Arsenio said and his fingers went missing under the short blue gown she had worn to test Gerald Mason. ******************** Arsenio Vladmiro - son to Massimo Vladmiro and Amelia Vladmiro finds out about his forbidden feelings for the one person he should not think of in that manner - Serena Toralba. She is the daughter to their familyās Consigliere and their parents raised the both of them in the same mansion together. He struggles between going for the girl he has always seen as a younger sister till seven years ago or letting her go. He had his pretty share of women in the world but the one woman he shouldn't want is the one his heart thrums for.
āLorā¦Lord Kamazā Zelda moaned as she held onto Ragnarās shoulders. She could feel the temperature of his skin and he was cold to the touch but yet she felt like she was burning. āHow is it possible that someone this cold could transfer this level of heat?ā He had only placed a kiss on her neck and had run his tongue along a pulsing vein but she could feel how badly her core ached. He did not want to hold onto her, he was trying all he could so his hands would not grab her and that was the greatest form of torment he felt could come to him. Not even the angry looking gashes and slashes on his back from the whippings he had gotten could be compared. āThe whole Kingdom almost found out my secret today, little birdā¦ā He said as he brought his nose closer to her neck and took a much needed deep inhale. He closed his eyes as he savoured her scentā¦that scent that could only come from her. No one else had ever smelled so appealing in all his life. āI don't want you going to any of the chambers meant for the Upper Royals. I don't want them seeing you. I don't want them even thinking about you. I could have laid his head to rest today if those fingers of his had touched you.ā He said, recollecting how close he was to decapitating his half brother. āTell meā¦Did He Touch You?!ā He asked. Zelda's eyes flew open. She looked into his eyes and saw his eyes were still swirling a shade of red. It will be troublesome if he stays this way. She placed one of her hands on his face and he relished in the warmth of her skin. āHe didn't. You came before he couldā¦ā She said. He nodded his head and his eyes darted to that vein on her neck that was pulling him in. He didn't want to hurt her but yet he could hear the thrum of her blood and not tasting it was maddening enough. āYou need to go" He said and he removed his hands that had cornered her to the wall. She knew he was withdrawing from herā¦again. He was still trying to hold onto his title as the most revered Prince of Noble character, even in this moment because he didn't want to harm her. Instead of speaking, she stood on her tiptoes and placed a kiss on his lips. Her lips parted as she landed on her feet, her chest heaving as she wondered what he would do. The red in his eyes glazed, their hearts drummed in their ears and in a unified heartbeat, he lifted her up with his left hand and crashed his lips on hers. A groan from the depth of his desires quietened in the tangle of their tongues. She wrapped her legs around him and he leaned into her body on the wall. Her fingers sunk in his hair... ***************** Lord Ragnar Kamazotz is a vampire and the first ever of his kind. The beast in him only recognizes the tune of one ladyā¦his Zeda. In his earliest years, she was the only person that could calm him down or get him close to sanity with the help of her instrument. All that stopped when she was hung by the greedy members of the royal family and he slayed all those involved in her death He survived by relying on The Prophecy that promised her coming back. Seven centuries later, he meets her again and his world is at peace until scenes from the ancient days rise up in this present one, threatening to kill herā¦again! People called her his poison but he called her āhis Antidote.
āāZera..āā I said, her name falling off my lips and her presence rising strongly in my heart and in the bearings of my soul. āāZeus..āā She responded in a low voice that was coated with the essence of her gentleness and that was all it took for my lips to come down on hers. Knowing she is the one I have to worship and hold dear for the rest of my life, I kissed her in the opposite form of how my beast wanted me to take things. We have truly waited for so long for this moment and I needed to savour it. Her lips opened up to me like a flower and I took her lower and upper lips in adored turns but then the heat of our bodies changed the course of direction my silent heart-made vow had intended. ************* This is the story of high school enemies who found out they were mates on a day when war broke out between their packs. One of them gives up the pack that has built the individual over the years for the other and bears a heavy resentment. While the other who bears the burden of rulership, carries an undying grudge towards the other. Four years later, they meet and gradually their differences and supposed hatred begin to fall apart. Meet Zera Sheriff and Zeus Raphael.
āYou thrill me little one. You make every damn principle of mine waver. You do it effortlesslyā¦without even trying. Who are you really Amelia?ā I asked, my eyes drinking in her facial features that have had me spell bound since the very first freaking second. She is the safe haven I run to after a day of dealing with blood and guns. āJust the least of your assets. Nothing more than something you ownā Amelia said and she turned around to continue the dishes. I could feel her mixed hatred towards me. Her hatred was as alive as her desire. I held her hands and dropped the plate she was holding in the sink. I peeled the wet gloves off her hands before lifting her and placing her atop the counter. āWhat are you doing Massimo?ā Amelia asked. Her voice low, so as to not attract anyone. āI don't seem to own youā¦you seem to own meā I said as I parted her legs - her gown hiking higher - and I stood in between them. āWhat do youā¦ā Amelia started but I placed a finger across her lips. āI want you little one and I can't wait anymoreā I said, my voice husky with desire and want as I pulled her waist closer to me. āLet me taste you Piccinoā¦ā I said. āThen have a tasteā¦just a tasteā Amelia said, wrapping her hands around my neck and shocking me to the core. āA taste it isā¦ā I said before my lips came down on hers and my body hummed to how good she felt, smelt and tasted. I wanted her on my bedā¦ I needed her in my lifeā¦ I yearn.... ********* She was sold as a payment and he treasured her because he knew she was pricelessā¦
"You know I am not spewing nonsense Karen. Yes, your wolf might not be there to witness within you that I am yours but you can't deny the fact that you are drawn towards me, somehow, somewhere within, you know!" Karen was breathing hard, she could not believe what she just heard. What Ralph said was the truth and that was why she had been trying to push him far from her. āMy mate???ā "But there is no way to prove it" Karen said with her chest heaving up and down. "There is" Ralph said and his eyes were fixed on hers intently. "How?" Karen asked and her voice came out as a whisper. She was paralyzed by the scorching blazes of Ralph's eyes and the sincerity she could feel from his words. Ralph leaned into her without his body touching hers and took her lips in his. She wanted to push him off but the strength of his hands held her in place and he deepened the kiss. She surrendered and her lips soon followed the pace that his, had set. It was gentle, promising and sent fiery messages all over her skin. Ralph soon let go of her hands and placed his body by hers on the bed as the kiss continued and grew into something ferocious. Their tongues began to play tag and their lips sought dominance over the other. Her hands held unto his shirt and his hand lifted the hospital shirt she had on and began to caress the side of her belly. Karen pulled away from the kiss as she sought air. "Now, do you know how?" Ralph asked. ********************* Meet Ralph Hernandez - the Supreme Alpha of all werewolves and lycans alike and his mate - Karen Zane. She won't bend to his whim because he is the Supreme Alpha, especially when she thinks he is her father's murderer. Follow them on how Karen makes the cold hearted Supreme Alpha Ralph Hernandez fall helplessly in love with her, only for her to leave him - despite her feelings for him. Would Ralph be able to find Karen? Would Karen find out who killed her parents and rescue them from the wickedness of her cousin?
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."
Chloe Miler, a naĆÆve young woman, waits shyly to spend Valentine's Day with her boyfriend, but is betrayed on that day when she witnesses him entangled in bed with her own sister. Chloe's heart is broken when her heartfelt love for him is trampled on in an instant. *** Lionel Williams, the mysterious billionaire, the top of the pyramid, is handsome as hell. His eyes are set high, but he is drugged, has a one-night stand with a strange woman, and is humiliated by that unknowing woman with her money! His instincts tell him it's not that simple, and he's going to find her out!
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Ā But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
After a painful breakup with her boyfriend of two years who coldly told her to her face that he couldn't keep dating her because she was too uptight--In a moment of anger and defiance, Anna decided to throw caution to the wind for one reckless night. She headed to the wildest club in Texas, determined to lose herself in the chaos. But fate had other plans. To her shock, she ran into her ex-boyfriend at the club. Desperate to save face, she made a split-second decision and approached a stranger, pretending he was her new boyfriend. What she never anticipated was the magnetic pull she would feel towards him or the fact that she'd end up going home with this mystery man. Soon enough, the real surprise hit her--this stranger wasn't just anyone; he was her new boss. What begins as a night of rebellion spirals into a whirlwind of forbidden attraction, societal pressure and hidden affairs. And now there are so many things at stake. Find out how this story unfolds.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...