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"I can't do that," he says softly, staring absentmindedly in the whiskey glass, "I'm the Alpha." "So?" "So, I'm not supposed to be this.... submissive," he spits, eyebrow creasing as if the whiskey glass is a rotten tomato. "Come here." Kamil instructs gently, watching the turmoil in the way he grinds his teeth, bites his lips but when he raised his head and their eyes meet, the hesitation fades. Dropping into his arms, Kamil strokes his hair slowly at first, curls as wispy as flowers. Suddenly, he grabs onto them roughly tilting his head towards him, trailing a finger down his throat to a nipple. And when a whimper falls from the Alpha's lips, Kamil growls and bites his ear, leaving a mark so red fire pales in comparison. "Out there, you're the Alpha. But in here with me, you're mine. You are my good boy." ********** Full description titled Making the Alpha Submit blurb ******** WARNING: mature scenes between two men involving light kink & submission . If a chapter labelled M isn't your kind of thing, do pass on to the next (or scroll rapidly to the end of the M chapter) ***************** Contact me: Instagram @ameliacovet Twitter: @ameliacovet

I spent years avoiding poetry, and what happens? Got me when I least expected it. Born after seeing a tv programme. Pushed by a need to escape from writing that epic. Reflexes to landscapes, skyscapes and flowers: Reflexes to music that stirs the beat. Dances. A Poetry Collection.

An animated spy series about three teenagers from Las Angeles who live double lives as spies working for The Secret Organization of Teenaged Spies (SOOTS). Their boss, Sally, gives them their missions to solve worldwide and the gadgets that would help them on their tasks to stop bad guys and save the world. Sally even designed their black spy suits, which include disguise belts and communicator watches they never take off, even when they're not wearing their black spy suits.

I wrote these sonnets, poems, and quotes; in the darkest hours of my life and I hope some of you could relate. I write with all the love and joy I have for writing, just because I don't publish anything doesn't I still don't write behind closed doors.

Savannah Moretti has enough problems without adding “workplace crush” to the mix. Ryan Hartwell—her annoyingly smug, Greek-god-looking colleague—has been her sworn nemesis since day one. She can deal with his snarky comments, unsolicited advice, and the way his stupid blue eyes seem to see right through her. What she can’t deal with? Her traitorous brain constantly imagining him shirtless. Or, worse, helpful. With her youngest sister’s wedding only a month away, her anxiety skyrockets to new heights at the thought of enduring yet another round of her family’s relentless interrogation about her (nonexistent) love life. Again. Desperate times call for desperate measures, and when Ryan, of all people, offers to be her plus-one for the week-long island wedding, Savannah is too cornered to say no. It’s just one week. A harmless fake-dating arrangement. What’s the worst that could happen? Besides Ryan force-feeding her lobster rolls... or making her question everything she thought she knew about him—and herself?

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes. "The contract is effective as of now" He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine. She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision. Let the games begin..!

“Do you want to know how this works?” he whispered. “Yes!” I gasped in response to his tug on my hair. “I want to know.” “Yes, what?” he asked, causing my mind to swirl with the realization of what he was into. “Yes, sir. I can be a good girl.” **** For Becca, going to Miami brought up old childhood memories with her best friend, Tally. She needed the break after a rough year attending Yale and a break-up with her boyfriend, Chad. She didn’t expect for her summer of fun to include sleeping with James, the Italian Stallion–Tally’s father. Knowing it’s wrong, she allows James to pull her into a vortex of pleasure that has her breaching the surface of reality and grasping for survival. Can Becca endure this pleasure without Tally finding out? Or will her secrets cause her world to crash around her? Submitting to My Best Friend’s Dad is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The story is about how an old man wanted to fly on an airplane all his life, but he still couldn't do it.

A Poem a Day A daily dive into chaos, humor, and heartfelt musings, A Poem a Day is a collection of unpredictable poems that range from silly to sincere. With cheesy rhymes, bizarre metaphors, and the occasional heartfelt gem, it’s a celebration of creativity and the joy of trying something new. Life’s short—why not write a poem about it?

Alicia had always despised writing. Her past held secrets that made the thought of putting pen to paper unbearable. Yet, when her school insisted she join the journalism club, she reluctantly agreed, unaware that this decision would change her life forever. An unknown person suddenly entered her life, a person who is a passionate writer and photographer with an eye for detail and a heart full of stories. Their worlds collide in unexpected ways, and what begins as a forced partnership soon blossoms into a powerful bond. Together, they embark on a journey through the lens of a camera and the tip of a fountain pen. But as their connection deepens, the shadows of Alicia's past loom larger. What made her hate writing so much, and will her newfound relationship with this unknown person help her confront her fears? I'll write, for you and for us is a gripping tale of love, secrets, and the power of storytelling. Dive into Alicia's world and discover how two souls, brought together by fate, can rewrite their destinies.

Jennifer Benz, an orphan girl who was raised by by aunt after the death of her both parents and was maltreated and hate by her aunt and her children. But due to the accident she witness, she was like a child even at the age of twenty four years. David loris ,a cool,rich, powerful, aloof businessman who cares about nothing but his bJennifer Benz an orphan girl who was raisedusiness and anything that will give him money. Unfortunately, things got difficult when his parents refused to handover their company to him unless he find a bride . David decide to rent a bride for 2 years in order to win them over. What will happen when a cute, childish bride marries a cold aloof man.

On that day, I observed her approaching me with anticipation. A smile illuminated my face, but as she drew nearer, it became apparent that tears streamed down her cheeks. When she finally stood before me, her hand swiftly met my cheek with a resounding slap. Now I was confused. "You son of a fucking bitch!" she holds me by the collar, "I trusted you!" Tears slowly trickle down her cheeks, leaving glistening trails in their wake. "What did I do?" "You freaking ruined my life." What was she talking about?

Zheng shuyi is a hardworking successful reporter for one of China's leading financial magazine company, she secured an exclusive interview with the famous shi Yan CEO of an investment firm (yun chuang). shi Yan a young handsome business tycoon, is looking forward in makimg serious investments in one of his company that is about to go bankrupt. he needs a good article outline that will save his company from going bankrupt. could this blossoming working relationship also lead them on the part to love?

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Here are poems I have written, they are not very good.

“Elise…” I called out to her. I wanted to say something but my brain could not form any words to utter. So, her name in my lips lingered and silence enveloped us. I glimpsed at her peaceful face and, as if on cue, my nerves relaxed. I gently touched her cheeks using my thumb then moved to her lips. Everything is probably an understatement of what I am willing to do for her. Beyond everything, that is, if it exists. I moved closer to reach the seat belt and quickly strapped her. I also adjusted my seat and strapped my own. Then, I started the car engine and drove off. My mind wandered off our first meeting. She didn’t appear promising to me when she descended the doorstep of their house. She walks extremely slow and she hangs her head down like a sinner. The cuffs of her long sleeves were constantly pulled to hide her hands. Then, she looked up to meet my gaze. Her eyes were puffy and it was very obvious that she spent an hour, and probably more, crying. Nevertheless, she smiled at me, giving me an access to view her white teeth. She, then, accepted the flowers that I was offering. Her nails were clean and bare, no paint. Then, she muttered her first word to me, “Thank you.” After that, she went inside.

Undying, this fierce storm, Rain falls down, cold, not warm. The silent prayers of those who die, Now echo nothing, but a cry, Those who've wronged him, fallen now, To murder killers, this his final vow.

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In the modern yet tradition-bound Kingdom of Lysoria, where ancient alliances still dictate the fate of nations, the fiery Lady Evangeline Callenwood and the stoic Crown Prince Kael Aldrynn find their lives irrevocably entwined by an arranged marriage. Neither asked for this union. Eva dreams of independence, while Kael shoulders the weight of a kingdom teetering on the brink of war.

Hey. This isn't really a story of sorts. It's just my collection of poems that I wrote. I just like writing poems. Drop some power stones if you'd like, that would really help. Not that I'm in desperate need or something, haha. Have a good day. May you never roll a NAT 1 on life.

a girl gets reincarnated and learns about the existence of happiness,the most precious treasure in the world. so she decides to become a treasure hunter and look for this mysterious object called happiness

A new journey, beautiful future, dreams come true. Come follow my journey to reach the shining star. *I am stuck in description* *Hope you like it !!*

every time I stepped out of my comfort zone I fell in the blossoms feeling not quiet to reach the peak bloom but stay low hidden with the petal hiding the shyness I stood motionless with the both eyes frozen in showiness at the first sight of enchantment

I decided to post some poems I've written and also will post most poems given by anyone, to find out how, read "Anthology Expectations" Please have fun reading these poems.;,;. __ Thank you silentscarlettt for the cover. Please check out her books: https://www.webnovel.com/book/11134602906265805/The-Wheel-of-Transmigration __ To chat with DeJeL and find other novels by DeJeL: tiny.cc/DJLWNC

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, incidents, history, future, present, the history of kings, princesses, princes, labors, exportation, orders, punishment, and everything portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. The real history...