"In a world where power and wealth reign supreme, the lines between right and wrong are blurred. Sara, a young woman driven by justice, seeks to expose her father, Reginald's corrupt business dealings to avoid marrying Johnson Charles, son of Governor Charles. As she digs deeper, she uncovers a complex web of alliances and deceit. With the help of Joe, her lover, and Johnson, Sara must navigate this treacherous landscape to bring the truth to light and escape her father's grasp."
Oh not again my darling, we've gone over this Sara, I'm your mom; I wouldn't push you into flames, Mom I know I just can't believe I'd be getting married at this age I'm only 24 I don't even know what I want for me right now, come on now baby girl I said you would marry Johnson and that's final!. I am your father and my say is final nothing else.
>>> Sara. Sara, it's Joe. Joe! I'm so sorry I haven't returned your calls. We need to talk. Can you hold on for a moment while I lock my door? "Oh damn, I've climbed through this window several times and still manage to hurt my arm each time," Joe said". "Sara giggles" So....what is it my angel what is it you want to talk about? "Knock knock!" "Open up, darling. We need to have a mother-daughter conversation." "Not now, Mom. I'm in the middle of something." Sara's mom giggles. "Since when did coming into my baby girl's room become so difficult?"
>>> "Hide, go into the wardrobe, Joe." opens the door "So, what is it now, Mom? Thought we had enough conversation earlier to last the week." "Well, now, that's why I'm here. Because I know deep down you aren't happy with the whole thing. "Mom, I don't want to talk about this now." "Are you okay, baby?" "Yes, I'm okay. I just don't want to... I think I should go to bed now, Mom." Sara kisses her mom. "Goodnight, my queen. I love you." "Uh-hmm... If you insist, I'd leave you to rest then. Goodnight, darling." As soon as Sara's mom closed the door behind her, Joe cautiously emerged from the wardrobe, his eyes locked on Sara's. The tension between them was palpable, and without a word, they both knew what was about to happen. Sara's eyes sparkled with desire as Joe approached her, his footsteps quiet on the floor. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, his fingertips grazing her skin. Sara's lips parted, inviting Joe in, and he didn't hesitate. Their lips met in a passionate, all-consuming kiss, the world around them melting away. As they deepened the kiss, their arms wrapped around each other, pulling each other closer. The room faded into darkness, leaving only the two of them, lost in the intensity of their desire. Their love-making was a slow, sensual dance, every movement deliberate and passionate. They savored every moment, every touch, every kiss. In that instant, nothing else mattered. No conversations, no disagreements, no worries. Only the two of them are lost in the beauty of their love.
<<<< Next morning**
Sara's father stood frozen in the doorway, his eyes wide with shock and horror. The room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft rustle of the wind through the slightly opened window. His gaze fell upon Sara, lying on her bed, half-naked and fast asleep. Her chest rose and fell with each gentle breath, and her hair was spread out around her like a golden halo. But what caught his attention, what made his blood run cold, was the figure lying beside her. Joe's arm was draped casually over Sara's waist, his hand resting on her hip. Sara's father felt like he'd been punched in the gut. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think. All he could do was stand there, his eyes fixed on the scene before him. He took a step forward, his voice barely above a whisper. "Sara...what is going on here?" But Sara didn't stir. She just kept sleeping, oblivious to the storm brewing around her. Sara's father's eyes flashed with anger, and he took another step forward. "Sara, wake up! What is the meaning of this?" His voice rose, echoing off the walls, but Sara still didn't wake up. Joe, however, stirred, his eyes fluttering open. He saw Sara's father standing over them, his face twisted in rage, and he knew they were in trouble. Sara's eyes flew open, and she sat up with a start, her heart racing. She saw her father standing over them, his face twisted in rage, and she knew they were in trouble. "Daddy, please..." Sara begged, her voice trembling. She threw off the covers and scrambled out of bed, standing between her father and Joe. Her father's eyes were blazing with fury, and Sara knew she had to protect Joe. She grabbed her father's arm, trying to calm him down. "Daddy, please listen to me. Don't do anything rash. Joe didn't do anything wrong, I swear." But her father shook her off, his eyes fixed on Joe. "Get out," he growled. "Get out of my house, and never come back." Sara knew she had to think fast. She grabbed Joe's arm, pulling him out of bed. "We'll leave, Daddy. We'll leave right now." But her father blocked their way, his fists clenched. "You're not going anywhere with him," he spat. "You're going to stay right here, and we're going to talk about this." Sara knew she had to protect Joe. She stood her ground, her eyes locked on her father's. "Daddy, please. Don't hurt him. I love him." Her father's face contorted in rage, and Sara knew she was running out of time. She had to think of something, and fast, or risk losing Joe forever. Sara's voice echoed through the hallway, "Mom! Mom, come quickly!" Her mother rushed into the room, a look of concern etched on her face. But as soon as she realized what was happening, her expression changed to one of shock and horror. She saw Sara standing between her father and Joe, her eyes pleading with her father to calm down. She saw the rage in her husband's eyes, the tension in his body. And then saw Joe, standing frozen, his eyes wide with fear. Sara's mother felt like she'd been punched in the guy. She stumbled backward, her hand grasping for something to hold onto. But there was nothing. She collapsed onto the floor, her body shaking with sobs. Sara... oh no, Sara" she whispered, her voice trembling. "What have you done?" Sara rushed to her mother's side, helping her up from the floor. "Mom, please...you have to understand," Sara begged, tears streaming down her face. But her mother just shook her head, her eyes filled with a deep sadness. "Sara, how could you?" she whispered. Sara's father, still seething with rage, stormed out of the room, bellowing for the security guards. "Get him out of here! Get him out of my house!" Sara knew she had to act fast. She grabbed Joe's arm, pulling him towards the door. "We have to go, now," she whispered urgently. Joe didn't need to be told twice. He followed Sara out of the room, down the hallway, and out of the house. They emerged into the cool thin air, gasping with relief. Sara's father's angry shouts echoed through the night, but they didn't look back. They just kept running, hand in hand, into the woods.
"In the exclusive Billionaire's Club, bartender Emily Charlotte has learned to tolerate the arrogance of young billionaire Harrison Grayson. But when a drunken Harrison offers her a fortune for one night, Emily's world is turned upside down. As Harrison's obsession grows, he'll stop at nothing to claim Emily, even if it means destroying her life. Torn between escape and desire, Emily must make a choice: resist the billionaire's grasp or become his ultimate prize." Read to find out what happens when Harrison devises a plan.
Eve is left with no choice other than getting married to Jason who is arrogant and has not an iota of respect for her. Eve is in need of changing the poor status of her family and Jason needs to secure his company by getting a wife. Their marriage is built on pretence and deceit for the sake of keeping his company and her family's new wealth. However, things change the minute Jason finds out Eve was a virgin the next morning after their first sex.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?