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Aisling Poe

Stealing from Mr Wells

24 year old Mastermind thief Isabelle Aisling, a.k.a red has made a name for herself as a cunning, skillful burglar. Her latest contract and Target is the notorious, wealthy mysterious Aiden Wells, a 35 year old successful and famous bachelor with a brutal reputation that precedes him in business and in lifestyle. Contracted to steal a priceless generational family heirloom worth billions of dollars from him. But things take a turn when she is caught red-handed by Aiden Wells himself. At the prospect of avoiding jail time. He proposes a shocking deal. That will either benefit them both or ruin them, if she chooses to agree. ****** Excerpt: "Careful, you shouldn't say things like that, when you're alone with someone like me". His voice, a low sultry growl. Sending chills down her spine, making her instantly scared and maybe, just maybe a little excited. "Or else what?", She taunted. Her eyes never leaving his. She stood her ground, refusing to back down as he continued to stalk towards her. "ohh....", he purred, his voice dark. He was finally close to her, Looming over her. The air was electric and suddenly too hot. They were too close, way too close. She could feel his warm breath on her skin. His golden, honey brown eyes, blazing with desires. She knew he was a dangerous force, but she gave into the burning sensation she felt. She asked again, barely in a whisper, "what are you going to do..?" Her dare hanging in the air,unanswered. A challenge to cross the imaginary line drawn
Afe_faith1 · 2.2K Views

Echoes of Rain

The Echoes of Rain is a poignant tale that explores the depths of human connection and the power of healing in unexpected places. Amara, a woman haunted by the ghosts of her past, finds solace in the familiar rhythm of the city and the comforting patter of raindrops. For her, the rain is a melancholy companion, a reminder of loves lost and dreams that have withered away like flowers deprived of sunlight. On a dreary evening, as she navigates the bustling train station, her umbrella slips from her grasp, rolling down the aisle as if fate itself has intervened. It is then that she encounters Noah, a stranger whose warm presence and effortless charm immediately disarm her. With a gentle smirk and a twinkle in his deep brown eyes, he retrieves her fallen umbrella, extending it to her with a casual heroism that catches her off guard. Despite her initial hesitation, Amara finds herself drawn to Noah's quiet confidence and genuine interest in her life. As the train carries them through the city, their conversation flows like a gentle stream, touching on shared passions for literature, music, and the beauty found in life's unplanned moments. When Amara confesses her complicated relationship with the rain, Noah listens without judgment, offering a simple reassurance that perhaps the right kind of rain could change her perspective. Their paths separate as abruptly as they converged, but the encounter leaves an indelible mark on Amara's soul. As she walks home, the rain no longer feels like a burden but a cleansing force, washing away the layers of grief and regret that have weighed her down for far too long. Fate intervenes once more when Amara unexpectedly encounters Noah at a cozy coffee shop, his presence as warm and inviting as the aroma of freshly brewed beans. This time, she doesn't hesitate to accept his invitation to join him, and their connection deepens as they peel back the layers of their pasts. Noah reveals the pain of his father's abandonment and his mother's unwavering strength in the face of adversity. Amara, in turn, confides her own struggles, the rain serving as a poignant metaphor for the memories that have haunted her for years. In each other's company, they find a safe haven, a place where their burdens can be shared and their souls can breathe freely. As their friendship blossoms into something deeper, Amara begins to see the world through a new lens. The rain that once represented sorrow now symbolizes rebirth and renewal, each droplet a reminder of the resilience that has carried her through life's storms. And in Noah's embrace, she finds the courage to confront the demons of her past, finally allowing herself to let go of the pain that has held her captive for far too long. In a poetic twist of fate, the story culminates in a rainstorm that washes away the last remnants of Amara's grief, leaving her standing in the downpour, face upturned to the heavens, arms outstretched in a silent embrace of the very thing that once haunted her. It is in this moment that she realizes the true power of love and connection, and the transformative nature of healing that can occur when two souls find each other in the most unexpected of places. The Echoes of Rain is a breathtaking exploration of the human spirit, a testament to the resilience that lies within us all, and a reminder that even in our darkest moments, the possibility of hope and renewal exists, if only we have the courage to open our hearts and let the rain in.
Zephyr07 · 4.3K Views

His A-list Star: A glamorous comeback

Excerpt~~ "Do you know how long— I have wanted to do this?" When he spoke up, his voice was husky, a mixture of desire and sincerity. Matching with the look in his eyes. Sending this strong vibration across her body. "From the very time I saw you, walking down that aisle, dressed to kill. And all I could picture at that moment was how to get my hands on you." A smile lit up her face as her heart made a joyful leap at his words. She felt that fluttering sensation in the pit of her stomach. Hot blood ran down her spine, as she lifted a hand to stroke his cheek to be certain he was real and not some hologram before leaning forward to trail a simple and soft kiss on his hard- chiseled chin. This is where she wanted to be, in his arms. Safe and secured. "Now that I think about it, I caught you staring at me that I almost lost a foot—- you literally were drooling on me." He laughed. His laughter was so rich, it sent her heart racing again. Out of the ladies I have acted alongside with, I have to admit— I'm not saying this to make you feel elated or to sound cheesy but it was what I felt at that moment. I felt that connection I had never felt before in all the female actors I have acted with. Truth be told, you are the best……" Synopsis~~ Jane Anderson was a rising star who was making waves with her acting talent, but at some point had to give up some big roles because of her boyfriend and it had always been her dream to act alongside a top actor, Toro Wilson. She finally landed herself a big gig to star as the female lead in a historical magical drama, alongside Toro Wilson. It was a dream come true. To celebrate the day, she ended up in a bar with her half sister who is also a rising actress and her friend. They partied the whole night and the next morning, Jane found herself unclad in the bar upper room and it dawned on her, she had a one night stand with an unknown guy but while hurrying out of the room, unknown to her, a camera was secretly taking shots of her. Soon, she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her with someone she never expected. Amidst the heartache, she was accused of a crime she didn't do which made her give up acting. Situationship brought her close to the top actor, Toro Wilson, who for some reason had a trauma of laying his hands on women (touching women) Now the two grew closer and worked together. Jane has to beat all odds to rise to fame again while Toro helps her in every way possible. Note: The story might contain some mature contents so reader's discretion is advised.
ChunliVoid · 57.8K Views

PRETTY LITTLE THIEF

24 year old Mastermind thief Isabelle Aisling, a.k.a red has made a name for herself as a cunning, skillful burglar. Her latest contract and Target is the notorious, wealthy mysterious Aiden Wells, a 35 year old successful and famous bachelor with a brutal reputation that precedes him in business and in lifestyle. Contracted to steal a priceless generational family heirloom worth billions of dollars from him. But things take a turn when she is caught red-handed by Aiden Wells himself. At the prospect of avoiding jail time. He proposes a shocking deal. That will either benefit them both or ruin them, if she chooses to agree. ****** Excerpt: "Careful, you shouldn't say things like that, when you're alone with someone like me". His voice, a low sultry growl. Sending chills down her spine, making her instantly scared and maybe, just maybe a little excited. "Or else what?", She taunted. Her eyes never leaving his. She stood her ground, refusing to back down as he continued to stalk towards her. "ohh....", he purred, his voice dark. He was finally close to her, Looming over her. The air was electric and suddenly too hot. They were too close, way too close. She could feel his warm breath on her skin. His golden, honey brown eyes, blazing with desires. She knew he was a dangerous force, but she gave into the burning sensation she felt. She asked again, barely in a whisper, "what are you going to do..?" Her dare hanging in the air,unanswered. A challenge to cross the imaginary. PLEASE NOTE THIS BOOK HAS BEEN MOVED, TO READ THIS BOOK AND GET UPDATES ON BOTH ALL PREVIOUS AND NEW CHAPTERS, FIND THIS BOOK NOW TITLED "Stealing from Mr Wells"
Faith_afe · 3.9K Views

you've got to be kiddin' me!

"what do you mean she's not attending my wedding ceremony?" Asked Alexa as she stopped typing on her laptop, got up from the chair and then walked towards the front door of the house." Come on I'm waiting for an explanation" she opened the door. "I have no idea what exactly happened but I guess there was something going on with her and Harvey" the voice over the phone said as Alexa stopped. "This is it, meet me at her apartment now" Alexa got in the car and started the engine and then she went away. "Where is she?" A guy stood on the front door holding a bag of some snacks which he had bought as he came to the house."I don't know, her mother is not answering either..." "Come on Jordan I'm tired of her doing it all the times..." Jordan just sighed as they both stood there waiting for their friend. . . . . . . . . F A S T F O R W A R D T O H E W E D D I N G . . . . . "Now I want to thank my family and my friends, Jordan, victoria, Harvey, Kathy and leira...!?" Alexa was wearing a perfect wedding dress with a perfect hair,and her groom, paul looked amazing beside her. "Where's leira?" Asked Alexa. "No idea let me call her ..." Harvey walked away to call her but she didn't answer. "No answer...". "Of course she won't ..... You should go and cheat on her once again..." Jordan gave Harvey death stare as he called leira. Ignoring the fact now everyone was gossiping about what he had said, Harvey signed Jordan to keep his mouth shut he didn't care. "Yeah no answer..." Jordan said as he walked back to the aisle. "You know what I'll thank you later..." Alexa said as she pulled Paul into a kiss. Everyone applauded with rejoice, Paul kissed Alexa back but she pulled away. "Enough of this now I need to see where leira is ....." Alexa asked victoria and Kathy' her bridesmaids to help her walk in the dress as she went to the room. What a weird wedding right? It's about to get more messy just wait for it to start.
Jinxed_9025 · 496 Views

Deceived by the Veil

Althea stood at the doorway of the bridal suite, her heart heavy with a weight she couldn't shake. The dress lay on the bed, pristine and untouched, a cruel reminder of everything she had lost. It wasn't supposed to be her walking down the aisle, pledging herself to a man she barely knew. But here she was, forced to step into her sister's place. Her sister's choice to leave had devastated her. She had rejected a life that demanded sacrifice and duty, choosing freedom over family. And Althea, for all her anger and confusion, was left with no choice but to save the family's reputation. She had to wear the dress, say the vows, and marry a man she didn't love. Her fingers trembled as she adjusted the veil, staring at her reflection. She looked perfect-beautiful, poised-but she didn't feel that way. She felt like a shadow, a replacement for the woman who should've been here. The weight of the gown suffocated her as she prepared to step into a life that wasn't hers to claim. She wasn't ready for this. She wasn't ready to marry him. But with every step she took toward the chapel, the reality set in. There was no turning back. And there, at the altar, stood Elijah. His eyes locked on hers as she approached, his gaze intense, unreadable. A faint smile curved his lips, one she couldn't quite decipher, but there was something in it that made her blood run cold. Satisfaction. He looked at her as if she were an object, something to be claimed. With each step, his smile deepened, pleased with what was walking toward him. He wasn't looking at her as a woman to be loved. He was looking at her as a prize, something that had finally fallen into his grasp. Althea's throat tightened. She couldn't turn back now, not with everyone watching. As she reached the altar, she realized the vows she was about to speak weren't hers to make. They had been written for her sister, and now she would speak them, to a man who had claimed her sister's life and was now claiming hers by default.
qudseesheikh · 3.3K Views

Wolf's Seduction: The Warlord's Pursuit of the Alpha Widow

Luna Aisling, a striking redhead with incandescent beauty and a spirit as untamed as her Blazemane pack, finds herself widowed after the tragic fall of her noble Alpha husband, Aiden, in the Battle of the Wolves Brigade. This conflict aimed to unify the fractured Lunar lands, leaving behind a legacy of bravery and sorrow. In the neighboring Sycamore Grove, the Silvermane pack's formidable Alpha Fenrir reigns supreme. Known for his intimidating presence, Fenrir is a towering werewolf with long ivory hair, tied back in a testament to his ruthless efficiency and unyielding nature. Aiden's deathbed plea binds Fenrir to an oath of protection for his friend's beloved Luna, thrusting the lone warlord into a path entwined with Aisling’s destiny. Fenrir's journey to the Whispering Pines is not merely one of obligation. Upon witnessing Aisling's ethereal beauty during a chance encounter at the Spirit Lake, his heart is ensnared by her allure. The sight of her swimming, her wildness reflected in the shimmering waters, ignites a longing within him, one that challenges his stoic resolve. Aisling, still mourning her lost mate, is unprepared for the upheaval Fenrir brings. His presence is both a reminder of her past and a harbinger of an uncertain future. Their interactions are charged with a volatile mix of confrontation and undeniable attraction, setting the stage for a perilous dance of seduction. Fenrir's bold attempts to woo her are met with resistance, as Aisling struggles to reconcile her grief with the new emotions stirring within her. As Fenrir relentlessly pursues her heart, he discovers that beneath her sorrow lies a fiery spirit, a match to his own untamed nature. Aisling's journey is one of navigating her memories and the shadow of her deceased mate, confronting her fears and desires. She must choose between clinging to the past or embracing a new future with the warlord who challenges and captivates her. Their burgeoning relationship faces numerous trials, from political machinations to treacherous betrayals within the pack territories. Fenrir and Aisling must forge a bond strong enough to withstand external threats and their internal conflicts. Amidst the turmoil, they find that honor and passion are not mutually exclusive, but intertwined paths leading to their shared destiny. In a tale woven with loyalty, seduction, and the primal forces of love and duty, it explores the intricate dance of two souls bound by fate and choice.
Sirdear_Nasser · 10.8K Views

Fall of a King, Rise of a Villain

‘My enemy, my friend, my love, my pain. He was everything and more to me. My protector and my warden. Most importantly, especially for you, he was my leash.’ ________ Ísar Jovevski, the King of Ogronevia. Praised as a good king, a blessing from the gods, a mighty king. Kind and benevolent king. The greatest King in the kingdom’s history, never mind that his bloody ascension was a bad omen. A man holding a darkness that could consume him as well as everyone around him, if not for his childhood friends. If not for his love for Xinghua Li. Imperial Son Li Xinghua of the Qianlong Empire. A prince, a martial artist, a warrior and Ísar’s childhood friend. The only person in the world that was able to make Ísar nervous and stumble over his words. He loved him. A kind of love where he could not breathe nor exist if the other were not in his life. The kind of love where one’s heart jumped to the throat from a mere smile. The kind of love that turned into a double-edged sword. Where if it were lost—no—broken, the pieces would harm all. And none could’ve avoided the cuts of its shards. _______________ [Excerpt] The shores were stained with thick, black blood. The stench of rotten corpses filled the air as the ocean’s breeze swept over his kneeling form. Ísar stared at the endless void that was the ocean. He barely registered the tears running down his cheeks as he watched the sun rise. The celestial source slowly moved high above his little kingdom and Ísar continued to stare. The screams coming from behind him were muffled background noise. “My King! My King, please! Please spare me!” He didn’t know who that was. The voice was familiar but nothing came to mind. It didn’t matter, in the end. Nothing truly mattered anymore. He squeezed the old and worn out plush toy close to his chest. The fabric was tearing and the little ox toy had never looked uglier. He stared down at it and with a sad smile and teary voice, he said, “You don’t smell like him anymore. Nothing smells like him anymore. Please come back. Please. I miss you, my big star. I miss you.” _________ Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe and Gothic Themes [FKRV is a tragedy fantasy romance with both positive (found family, childhood friends, first loves) and negative themes (loss, grief, loneliness, suicidal ideation, murder). There will also be more mature chapters in the future which I’ll put a R18 warning for. Happy reading!]
itoade · 238K Views

Not His, Not Hers, But Still Theirs

It’s funny how a single decision, a single moment, a single choice can change your life so unexpectedly. Then again it never was just a single decision or a single moment rather all those small choices that led up to this messed up situation. Kim Jinsol, despite being extremely smart, had never been the adventurous or spontaneous person her older sister was, she had always preferred to keep her head down with a pair of headphones and wanted to become a musician. Unfortunately none of that happened because of her hateful sister, who she loved too much for her own good. Her older sister had always been absurd in most of the decisions she had made. She never thought they would affect her much until they did. When everyone had expected Kim Eunae to go to medical school or business school and become the next leader of her fathers company, she went off to become a photographer instead. When her parents set up a marriage with their family friend's older son, she ran off and got married to the younger son leaving the fiance at the altar. But that wasn’t even the most absurd thing of all, the most absurd thing her older sister had done was beg her for a ridiculous favour and Kim Jinsol had idiotically accepted. But nothing ever did go as planned as could be seen by her current situation. Here she was walking down the aisle getting married to that fiancé who was left at the altar, while being three months pregnant with a child that was not his, nor hers, but still somehow theirs. *I do not own the above book cover art or claim any copyrights to it. If the original owner has any problem with me using it please let me know*
aniawrites22 · 3.8K Views
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