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Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
Katubari · 12.1K Views

Married to My Favorite Book Crush

Have you ever read a romance novel and wished you could marry one of the characters because of the big crush you have on them? A billionaire CEO? A hot cheerleader or ex-wife? A Mafia boss? A cute bad boy neighbor or bully? While you can only dream of it, fellow romance addict, Rhylan Hicks, got to live it. When eighteen years old Rhylan is forced by her father to enter a one-year contract marriage with a fat, sickly, older billionaire in exchange for a handsome settlement for her struggling family, Rhylan watched romantic fantasies of her dream spouse-built over a lifetime-crumble to her feet. With only days to spare before her wedding, and nothing left to lose, she indulges Readym, a mysterious book club in an old library which offered her one shot at picking her ideal man, either from any romantic novel ever written or by writing out his features and qualities in a magical diary she would be given and signing it to make him come alive. Rhylan chooses her all time favorite billionaire character to replace her distasteful husband to be. Her groom couldn’t have been more perfect. Her new life is luxurious. Her status goes from the ugly, fat girl to luckiest woman alive in the small town of Utopia to the bitter envy of her peers. Until…she starts to notice certain differences in her spouse that contradicts the features and qualities he ought to possess. Is there something the wish granting book club failed to disclose? What happens when her husband's scripted life as a novel character begins to clash with his new life in the real world, leading him to start asking burning questions about his true identity? How will Rhylan compete for his affection with his fictional love interest stuck in his head? Will Rhylan be able to keep her big secret and protect her fairytale life or will Calvin’s growing suspicion smother their fledging romance? Will she lose everything to the thorns that follow a wish that is too good to be true?
Pennedby_Precious · 12.2K Views

Crush And Heartbreaks: The Trials Of Love.

Nichelle Olsen is a young girl of sixteen who is really smart and introverted as a teen being so responsible. She lives a quiet but comfortable life with her mother who was now her only parent as her father tragically died leaving the two of them left alone in the world without his presence seen or fekt. She's so unsociable as she isn't able to associate or relate well with her peers being a nerd who's all into serious boring stuffs. Neglected, she didn't let their ideology dampen her great attaining spirit but rather reflected it around herself much more. At school, she has a huge and never seemingl to end crush on a boy. He wasn't just any boy rather but particularly the cutest, smartest, baddest, strongest,hottest and richest of all boys in her school. He was no one other than the heartthrob senior who'd her robbed every girls heart with his sexy looks and a huge player: Aidan Adelstein. The boy who'd stolen, captured and refused to give her heart back the first day that she'd ever laid her eyes on him. Love at first sight, she thought, and it must've been because she fell deeply in love with him right then there. But then, the problem was that he was never going to know or notice her as she wasn't exactly in his world. All she could ever do was love and crush hard silently from afar. Likewise, she was invisible to him and he was waaayy out of her league as she wasn't exactly or nearly the kind of girl that a demi-god looking guy like himself could ever date nor go out with. His taste or preferred likes of girls rather were the wild ones not a shy timid virgin like her. She wasn't a wild girl and with her character could never be one. Despite these certain circumstances, she was still always deeply in love and liking him much more now more than ever. With the new school year, he surprisingly picks an interest in knowing her but it was all a sham and like a dream they began dating instantly afterwards. However, what would she do when she finds out the big ugly and bitter truth?
Sir_Zach_26X · 1.5K Views

For Me, For Us, For Everyone

Cigarette smoke curls in the stagnant air, the dim glow of a dying bulb casting twisted shadows against the walls littered with half-torn articles and red-thread connections. Somewhere between the ink-stained papers and the scattered pills, a man sits—silent, unmoving, staring blankly at a stuffed monkey in a clown suit. A detective, they call him. A man of justice, a solver of mysteries. But behind the applause and empty praises, behind the sharp smiles and hollow congratulations, he is nothing but a walking contradiction—one hand holding a case file, the other exchanging cash for little plastic sachets. His mind is a labyrinth of voices, whispers that coil around his thoughts like suffocating vines. His brother grins at him from the corners of his vision, eyes glinting with the truth he refuses to face. His father’s voice is gentle, forgiving—too forgiving. Too much for a man who doesn’t deserve it. Each pill swallowed is another step into the illusion, another moment of stolen happiness before the weight of reality drags him under. He walks the city streets, drowning in faces that admire him, loathe him, see him as something he is not. He is both a hero and a villain, a detective and a criminal, a man trying to outrun the past while shackled to its corpse. And at the end of the night, when the echoes of the world fall away, all that remains is the darkness, the whispers, and the suffocating truth—he can never escape them.
Zeisn · 0 Views
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