Annie Leblanc Hayley Leblanc Dirty

WARNING: This book is straightly for 18+ Also whoever choosed to read this, this book contains lot of slut & sex and BDSM. Also this book is also for fun purpose & stands fictional, and totally respects the fact that touching someone requires consent. It also doesn't disrespect any community or individual. Summary: Hey! I'm Erica Madden, as soon as I turned 18teen I ran from home to a country with no familiarity or relation but that's where I met my boss Mr Ezel Evans who payed me alot to be his personal sectary, who would have stayed with him 24/7. Things took a wild turn when started praising my big ass and big boobs and even asking him to cuddle him on top of that his younger brother had eyes on me with definitely some dirty intentions. The craziest part was Mr Ezel rival wanted to wife me up and make me pregnant to teach Ezel a big lesson. Do you think a 18 teen girl who left her country all alone will be able to survive in the world of man's greed and lust? Comment down your opinions.

``` ¿Qué pasa cuando una diosa se enamora de un cambiaformas? Asara, la diosa del amor, fue castigada por su padre, el dios del trueno. Su delito fue enamorarse de un mortal cambiaformas alfa. Para pagar por sus pecados fue reencarnada como Cassandra LeBlanc, una princesa mortal en el mágico Reino de Speldaria. Su familia y su reino, exceptuando a su hermana mediana, la rechazaron porque nació sin ninguna habilidad mágica y no tenía recuerdos de su verdadera identidad. Su prometido, el poderoso mago comandante de Speldaria, no se inmutaba por ella. Deseaba a alguien fuerte. La vida de Cassandra se trastornó cuando recibió como obsequio un esclavo guerrero por parte del poderoso alfa de Dusartine. Se le pidió que participase en el Evento Anual de la Arena colaborando con el guerrero. Cassandra, que odiaba "La Arena" con todo su ser —un lugar donde la sangre fluía como el vino y la vida era más barata que el propio aire que respiraban—, no entendía su propósito en ella. Encima de eso, el misterioso guerrero la afectaba de maneras inimaginables. Su mirada hipnótica la desconcertaba. Su esencia rara la abrumaba. Su cuerpo bronceado y musculoso la consumía con pensamientos pecaminosos. Incluso los sueños de su vida pasada la atormentaban. Cuando "La Arena" comenzó, las agendas ocultas y las verdades subyacentes salieron a la luz y a Cassandra se le presentó un destino. No le quedó más opción que ceder y elegir un camino. La pregunta sería: —¿Cómo enfrentará Cassandra una vez que se entere de la maldición que se le ha impuesto? —¿Podrá obtener sus habilidades mágicas y enfrentarse a su padre? —¿Quién la ayudará en su viaje? ~Extracto~ Entonces lo sintió, todo él. Toda su aspereza. ``` ``` La fuerza de su brazo. La suavidad de sus labios. El agarre de su mano. El calor de su aliento. Cada músculo de su cuerpo se tensó al pensar en las implicaciones de dormir en brazos de un hombre. Nunca antes había dormido en el abrazo de un varón. Toda su piel hormigueaba como pequeñas chispas danzando en las partes que lo tocaban. Las grietas de su cerebro tenían estos recuerdos que no eran suyos. Este roce de alguna manera no le parecía ajeno. Se sentía segura en su abrazo tranquilizador y no deseaba apartarlo, y sin embargo sabía que esto no era para nada apropiado. Cassandra intentó zafarse de su agarre, pero sus brazos parecían hechos de hierro, pues no se movían. La ligera prenda que había llevado se había alzado de su muslo de leche dejándolo al descubierto, mientras el musculoso y bronceado de él se posaba sobre el suyo. Y ahora podía sentir algo punzándola en la espalda. Sus ojos de repente se expandieron al darse cuenta y Cassandra entró en pánico total. —¡Suéltame! —dijo con voz grave. Siroos lentamente levantó su pierna y aflojó su agarre en su cintura para que pudiera moverse. Se había despertado cuando ella se tensó por primera vez, pero deseaba ver qué intentaría. Con los ojos muy abiertos le echó un vistazo al hombre que la tenía envuelta en su abrazo como a un tesoro precioso, su tesoro. Sus ojos dorados fundidos se abrieron y había una suavidad y deseo con los que la miraba. Aquellos suaves rizos marrones le caían sobre los ojos mientras olvidaba parpadear, observando la belleza eterna que era ella. Su fragancia única era una tortura para sus sentidos. —Cómo deseaba tomar su delicado tobillo, jalarla hacia él y tenerla esparcida bajo su cuerpo —murmuró—. Besar la misma piel que desprendía tal aroma que le estaba volviendo loco. En su lugar, dobló su brazo y lo colocó debajo de su mejilla usándolo como una almohada para mirarla con ojos llenos de deseo. El silencio incómodo entre ellos se prolongó mientras Cassandra se aclaraba la garganta. —¿Tenías que subirte sobre mí para dormir? —preguntó. —No fue intencional, pero ciertamente fue tentador y definitivamente no será la última vez —su voz profundamente hipnótica era aún más seductora temprano en la mañana cuando resonaba a su alrededor. La portada del libro es mía. ```

``` Qu'arrive-t-il quand une déesse tombe amoureuse d'un métamorphe ? Asara ; la déesse de l'amour, fut punie par son père, le dieu du tonnerre. Son crime fut de tomber amoureuse d'un métamorphe Alpha mortel. Pour expier ses péchés, elle renaquit en tant que Cassandra LeBlanc ; une Princesse mortelle dans le royaume magique de Speldaria. Sa famille et son royaume, à l'exception de sa sœur cadette, l'ont rejetée car elle naquit sans aucune capacité magique et elle n'avait aucun souvenir de sa véritable identité. Son fiancé, le puissant mage commandant de Speldaria, était indifférent à son égard. Il désirait quelqu'un de fort. La vie de Cassandra fut bouleversée lorsqu'elle reçut en cadeau un esclave guerrier par le puissant Alpha de Dusartine. On lui demanda de participer à l'événement annuel de l'Arène en collaborant avec le guerrier. Cassandra, qui haïssait 'L'Arène' de tout son souffle. Un endroit où le sang coulait comme du vin et où la vie était moins chère que l'air même qu'ils respiraient, ne comprenait pas sa place dans tout cela. Par-dessus le marché, le mystérieux guerrier l'affectait de manières inimaginables. Son regard hypnotique la troublait. Son essence rare la submergeait. Son corps musclé et bronzé la consumait de pensées coupables. Même les rêves de sa vie passée la tourmentaient. Lorsque 'L'Arène' commença, les agendas cachés et les vérités sous-jacentes furent révélés et Cassandra se vit jouer une main du destin. Elle n'eut d'autre choix que de se soumettre et de choisir un chemin. La question serait donc. Comment Cassandra va-t-elle réagir une fois qu'elle apprendra la malédiction qui a été placée sur elle ? Sera-t-elle capable d'obtenir ses capacités magiques et de s'opposer à son père ? Qui l'aidera dans son voyage ? ~Extrait~ C’est alors qu'elle le ressentit, tout entier. Toute sa rugosité. La force de son bras. La douceur de ses lèvres. La prise de sa main. La chaleur de son souffle. Chaque muscle de son corps se tendit à l'idée de dormir dans les bras d'un homme. Elle n'avait jamais dormi dans l'étreinte d'un mâle auparavant. Sa peau toute entière fourmillait, comme si de petites étincelles dansaient sur les endroits même qui touchaient le sien. Les crevasses de son cerveau abritaient ces souvenirs qui n'étaient pas les siens. Ce contact, d'une certaine manière, ne lui semblait pas étranger. Elle se sentait en sécurité dans son étreinte apaisante et n'avait pas l'envie de le repousser, et pourtant elle savait que c'était loin d'être approprié. Cassandra tenta de se dégager de son emprise, mais ses bras semblaient être faits de fer, car ils ne bougeaient pas. Le vêtement léger qu'elle portait avait glissé de sa cuisse laiteuse, la dévoilant alors que sa jambe musclée et bronzée s'y drapait. Et maintenant elle pouvait sentir quelque chose la pousser dans le dos. Ses yeux s'agrandirent soudain de réalisation et Cassandra paniqua complètement. « Lâche-moi ! » dit-elle d'une voix lourde. Siroos leva lentement sa jambe et relâcha son étreinte sur sa taille pour qu'elle puisse s'écarter. Il s'était réveillé lorsqu'elle s'était raidie pour la première fois mais souhaitait voir ce qu'elle allait essayer. Avec des yeux largement ouverts elle vola un regard vers l'homme qui l'avait enveloppée dans son étreinte comme un trésor précieux, son trésor. Ses yeux dorés en fusion s'étaient entrouverts et il la regardait avec une douceur et un désir. Ces boucles brunes souples tombaient sur ses yeux alors qu'il oubliait de cligner des yeux, contemplant la beauté intemporelle qu'elle était. Son parfum unique était une torture pour ses sens. Comme il souhaitait saisir sa cheville délicate, la tirer vers lui et l'avoir étalée sous lui. Embrasser la peau même qui exhalait un tel parfum qui le rendait fou. À la place, il plia son bras et le plaça sous sa joue en l'utilisant comme un oreiller pour la contempler avec un désir empli dans les yeux. Le silence gênant entre eux se prolongea pendant que Cassandra racla sa gorge. « Tu devais vraiment te hisser sur moi pour dormir ? » « Ce n'était pas intentionnel, mais c'était certainement séduisant et définitivement pas la dernière fois. » Sa voix profondément hypnotique était encore plus envoûtante en ce début de matinée alors qu'elle résonnait tout autour d'elle. La couverture du livre m'appartient. ```

Apa yang terjadi ketika seorang dewi jatuh cinta pada seorang shifter? Asara; dewi cinta, dihukum oleh ayahnya, dewa petir. Kesalahannya adalah jatuh cinta pada seorang shifter manusia Alpha. Untuk menebus dosanya ia terlahir kembali sebagai Cassandra LeBlanc; seorang Putri manusia di Kerajaan Speldaria yang magis. Keluarga dan kerajaannya, kecuali saudara perempuannya yang tengah, mengucilkannya karena dia lahir tanpa kemampuan sihir apapun dan dia tidak memiliki ingatan tentang identitas sejatinya. Tunangannya, penyihir komandan yang kuat dari Speldaria, tidak terganggu olehnya. Dia menginginkan seseorang yang kuat. Kehidupan Cassandra terbalik ketika ia diberi seorang budak pejuang oleh Alpha dari Dusartine yang perkasa. Dia diminta untuk berpartisipasi dalam Acara Arena Tahunan dengan berkolaborasi dengan pejuang tersebut. Cassandra yang membenci 'Arena' dengan seluruh nafasnya. Tempat di mana darah mengalir seperti anggur dan kehidupan lebih murah dari udara yang mereka hirup tidak mengerti tujuannya di dalamnya. Di atas itu semua, pejuang misterius itu memengaruhi dirinya dengan cara-cara yang tak terbayangkan. Pandangannya yang hipnotis membuatnya tidak tenang. Essensinya yang langka membuatnya kewalahan. Tubuhnya yang kekar berwarna perunggu membuatnya dipenuhi pikiran berdosa. Bahkan mimpi tentang kehidupan masa lalunya pun menghantuinya. Ketika 'Arena' dimulai, agenda tersembunyi dan kebenaran yang mendasarinya terungkap dan Cassandra diberi nasib oleh takdir. Dia tidak punya pilihan lain selain menyerah dan memilih jalan. Pertanyaannya adalah. Bagaimana Cassandra mengatasi begitu dia mengetahui tentang kutukan yang diletakkan padanya? Akankah dia mampu memperoleh kemampuan sihirnya dan melawan ayahnya? Siapa yang akan membantunya sepanjang perjalanan? ~Penggalan~ Kemudian dia merasakannya, seluruh dirinya. Semua kekasarannya. Kekuatan lengannya. Kelembutan bibirnya. Genggaman tangannya. Kehangatan nafasnya. Otot-otot dalam tubuhnya menegang karena implikasi tidur dalam pelukan seorang pria. Dia belum pernah tidur dalam dekapan seorang laki-laki sebelumnya. Seluruh kulitnya bergetar seperti percikan api kecil yang menari di bagian-bagian yang bersentuhan dengannya. Celah-celah di otaknya memiliki ingatan yang bukan miliknya. Sentuhan ini entah bagaimana tidak terasa asing baginya. Dia merasa aman dalam pelukannya yang menenangkan dan tidak ingin mendorongnya pergi namun dia tahu ini jauh dari pantas. Cassandra mencoba untuk merayap keluar dari genggamannya, lengannya tampaknya terbuat dari besi karena tidak mau bergeming. Pakaian tipis yang dia kenakan terangkat dari paha putihnya yang terbuka saat paha kecokelatan dan kekar dia terlipat di atasnya. Dan sekarang dia bisa merasakan sesuatu yang menusuk punggungnya. Matanya tiba-tiba melebar dari kesadaran dan Cassandra benar-benar panik. “Lepaskan!” Dia bersuara dengan berat. Siroos perlahan mengangkat kakinya dan melonggarkan pegangan di pinggangnya agar dia bisa bergerak menjauh. Dia terbangun ketika dia untuk pertama kalinya menjadi kaku tetapi ingin melihat apa yang akan dia coba. Dengan mata yang terbelalak lebar dia mencuri pandang ke arah pria yang memeluknya seperti harta berharga, hartanya. Mata emas cairnya berkedip terbuka dan ada kelembutan dan keinginan dengan cara dia menatapnya. Rambut coklat lembutnya bergelombang melewati matanya karena dia lupa berkedip, menatap kecantikan abadi yang dia miliki. Aromanya yang unik adalah penyiksaan bagi indranya. Seperti dia ingin menggenggam pergelangan kaki mungilnya, menariknya darinya dan memiliki dia terhampar di bawah dirinya. Untuk mencium kulit yang mengeluarkan aroma sedemikian rupa yang membuatnya gila. Sebagai gantinya, dia menekuk lengannya dan menaruhnya di bawah pipinya, menggunakannya seperti bantal untuk menatapnya dengan mata yang penuh keinginan. Ketenangan canggung di antara mereka berlangsung lama saat Cassandra membersihkan tenggorokannya. “Apakah kamu harus naik di atas saya untuk tidur?” “Itu tidak disengaja tetapi pasti menggoda dan pasti tidak akan terakhir kalinya.” Suaranya yang dalam dan hipnotis bahkan lebih memikat di pagi hari saat itu menggema di sekitarnya. Cover buku adalah milik saya.

When Héctor, a man unmatched in the violent world of narcotrafficking, is betrayed and left for dead, his story doesn’t end there. He wakes up in a completely new world: a utopia of superheroes where 40% of the population has abilities and crime is kept in check by superpowered enforcers. But Héctor has no powers. What he lacks in supernatural abilities, he makes up for with something this world has never seen: the brutal cunning of a cartel boss, ruthless strategies, and an unflinching resolve to get his hands dirty. For this trafficker turned antihero, justice is just an excuse, and heroes are just obstacles. Can a man without powers challenge an entire system, or will he be crushed by a world that has never known the true meaning of "fear"? "Druglord of Another World!" is an explosive blend of ultraviolence, merciless tactics, and an antihero determined to break all the rules.

"Hello, is anybody here?" Tracy called out, her voice echoing through the forest. "Aaaaaaaaaah!" Tracy screamed as the hag revealed her decaying smile. "Welcome, chosen one," the hag sneered. "Mom, I think there's something you need to know," Tracy whispered, clutching her injured shoulder. "Lately, I've been having these creepy dreams... and the injuries I get in the dreams appear when I wake up," Tracy confessed. "Your father was one of the angels," Mrs. Hayley revealed, tears welling up in her eyes. "Run, run, run!" Mrs. Hayley yelled as the Hades attacked, sacrificing herself to save Tracy. "Welcome to Wilmer Academy," Principal Wilmer greeted with a warm smile. "Here, you'll learn to be the best version of yourself." "Hi, I'm Daisy. Welcome to Wilmer Academy," Daisy said with a bright smile. "Nice one, babe," Shadley commented after Daisy's witty retort to Sharpay. "What's up with the gloves?" Tracy asked, curious about Shadley's accessory. "They help me manage my psychometric abilities," Shadley explained. Tracy Kendall wakes up in the woods, with no idea how she got there. Her calls for help go unanswered until she finds an eerie, seemingly abandoned cottage. Inside, she's confronted by a malevolent hag who calls her the "chosen one," sending monstrous Hades after her. Just as she's about to be captured, she wakes up, realizing it was another of her disturbingly realistic nightmares, complete with real injuries. Tracy's mother, Mrs. Hayley, notices her daughter's distress and the mysterious scratch on her shoulder. Tracy confesses her nightmares and the inexplicable injuries. Mrs. Hayley then reveals a shocking truth: Tracy is the descendant of angels who were banished from heaven, and her father was one of them. As they prepare to flee from the dark forces pursuing Tracy, Hades attack, killing Mrs. Hayley. Tracy is saved by five teenagers with supernatural abilities from Wilmer Academy, a school for the gifted. At Wilmer Academy, Tracy learns about her heritage and the significance of her powers. The academy, led by the enigmatic Principal Wilmer, becomes her new home where she must uncover her abilities and prepare for the dangers ahead. Among her new friends are Daisy, who can create portals, and Shadley, the principal's son with the power of psychometry.

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

What If Teezae was an assassin not so long ago a boy whose name was Vince had his parents killed by the government by such reason are still unknown, Vince vowed to avenge his parents as he found out the truth, he was adopted by a organisation that keeps the world from safe harm, the world is dirty and vile as this organisation cleans up the mess done by the government, they work in the shadows of earth, This organisation is known as The hidden shadows of truth, as they teach Vince later known as Teezae their ways

"I’m dirty," he muttered after another grueling day in the fields. "Then make me dirty," his new wife shot back, her voice a mix of defiance and invitation. Once a billionaire with the world at his feet, he lost everything in a single devastating moment—his fortune, his reputation, and his identity. Now, he toils as a farmer in the quiet countryside, living a life far removed from the glittering world he once ruled. Forced into a marriage of convenience, he’s met with a woman as fiery as she is mysterious. She challenges his pride, unearths his buried wounds, and stands as a force he never expected. But who is she really, and why does she carry secrets as heavy as his own? As the two battle their own demons, they must decide: will their unlikely bond rebuild their lives, or will the weight of their pasts break them apart forever? Discover a story of redemption, resilience, and unexpected love where second chances mean risking everything.

I was never a good Son. I hope my death will bring Honor and some comfort to ease her suffering. As I lay in a pool of blood all I can think about is my mother. "Did I tell you can die yet, you dirty chinx? The fun has just begun, since u and your kind wanna crash your planes into our ships. I'LL show you what's it like to fear death" - Shouted Sargent Lee

[Warning: Mature content, R-18, Sexually explicit content.] LISTEN UP, YOU THIRSTY DEGENERATES! YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THIS SH*T? Forget all that watered-down, fairy-tale bullsht you’ve been spoon-fed. You still here? Well, guess what—you’re about to step into a world where the only rule is to fck sht up and survive. You got demons crawling out of hell and humans so degenerates, they’d trade their own mother for a shot at power. This ain’t no noble quest, it’s a f*cking bloodbath—and you better be ready to get drenched in it. Here’s what you’re about to dive into: • Demons so fine seductive they’ll make you forget what’s right or wrong—who cares when evil looks this damn sexy? • Humans? Hah! They’re more fcked up than the demons! You think they’re the good guys? Guess again, dipsh*t. They’re here to carve out their own slice of hell, and they don’t care whose throat they gotta slit to do it. • Battles so savage, you’ll be choking on blood—if you’re lucky. If you ain’t? You’ll be crawling through the mud, beggin’ for someone to finish you off. Spoiler: They won’t. • Lust? This ain’t romance, you dumb fck. This is raw, filthy, boner-breaking need. Warriors in the heat of battle, ready to fck or kill, sometimes both. And trust me, they don’t care if you watch. "Holy sh*t, I don’t know who’s worse—the demons or the humans!" — Some pervert who thought he was ready for this trash fire. THINK THAT’S IT? HELL NO, YOU DIRTY BASTARD! • Twists so fcking brutal they’ll rip your soul out and use it for target practice. • Choices so fcked up you’ll wish you never had to make ‘em—but guess what? Nobody cares what you wish for, bitch. • A world so black, so hopeless, even the demons are lookin’ for an exit—and there ain’t one, motherf*cker. FINAL WARNING: This ain’t a story for the weak, the clean, or the sane. We got gut-wrenching violence, straight-up vulgar dirty f*cking, and choices that’ll make you puke. If you ain’t down to get your soul violated, turn around and get the f*ck out. This is the point of no return. #DemonsWantBloodAndAss #WuxiaWithZeroF*cks #MoralityIsForTheDead #ThisIsYourNewHell Disclaimer: This story will ruin you. Side effects include sleepless nights, uncontrolled boners, and the overwhelming urge to f*ck, fight, and die all at once. Proceed if you got the balls for it—or not. Cover Art AI Generated.

Avril Scott and her friends find a mysterious tunnel in the school's library. While in the tunnel, they set out for their freedom but end up discovering dirty secrets and new creatures along the way. Will they be able to get out? Will they be able move on from their past and face the present?

The Wound revolves around characters that try to come with the past events that significantly influenced and shaped their lives. Kev a former gang member is just out of jail, he is seeking to find a way to mend one mistake he had done in the past, when young he had committed terrible acts on a woman he had met just that night, but he had not intended to he had been highly intoxicated, he had done alot of destruction but that young womans innocence had hit him differently he had never been in that position before, also kev was walking a tight rope while in jail he met Jacob, known as the chameleon he had sensitive information that he used as protection in jail. And through him Kev had survived jail, but now that he is outside he has to get the list and also he had to get the rest of Jacob's cash to make sure his family safety, this was a promise he had made on his life. Kev now is caught between two worlds, he has to stay alive from the government hired hit squad, that are constantly on his back and he has to survive criminals who are out seeking revange for thinking Kev is a traitor. Annie on the other hand is the woman who once got to see Kev's dark side, but she had survived and for seven years she had waited for an oppotunity to meet this monster who destroyed her life while she was still a young naive university girl. She missed her first chance to carry out her plot but gets a second chance, when Kev moves to town. She makes a mistake of getting to close to Kev for a perfect chance to exert her revange but things change whe she knows of his regrets and guilt that has been overburdening him for years. They fall inlove, amidst all these venomous surrounding, the question is will they survive? Will Kev get to meet his daughter? will their love grow? Or will death win?

Sidney Sylvester, an orphan and housemaid for a difficult woman named Mrs. Annie in Abuja, secretly admires Jake Silver, Annie’s military brother. Their lives are turned upside down when Sidney is accused of trying to steal Annie’s man, leading to a confrontation where Sidney believes she has killed Annie. Meanwhile, Jake, assigned to protect the president's daughter, is kidnapped alongside her. Sidney, determined to rescue Jake, volunteers to join the rescue mission despite the inherent dangers. Throughout the ordeal, Sidney navigates intense emotions and perilous situations, ultimately proving her courage and resolve.

[Volume 1 Completed] Everyone knows that the choices we make determines our future, but what about the choices that we ourselves didn't make but are forced to live with. After Annie wakes up from what seemed like a dream she discovers she is from a long line of witches and together with her Book Curtis and her new friend Matt she discovers herself and which side to be on the Good or the Bad ( Updates every 2 days) Volume 2 [Journey to the Misty Mountain] [Completed] After the events of Volume 1, the now powerless Annie and her friends must face the threat of Azazel still being alive, and lurking in the shadows, while they also try to find a way to regain Annie's lost powers. Come along with Annie, Maddie, Matt, Curtis, and a new supposed ally as they journey to the misty mountain in search of Annie's powers. Volume 3 [The Imperial Artrovan Academy] Following the final defeat of Azazel, Annie, Maddie and Matt struggle to cope as their lives return to some sort of normalcy only to realize that they had put two full years of their lives on hold with unfavourable consequences. This causes Stella to suggest that they go back to school to complete their studies, seeing as she has secured them all a place at the Imperial Artovan Academy that happens to be one of the prestigious academies in the Realm, known for its immense facilities and broad level of skills taught in the academy. And thus begins the new journey of Annie, Maddie and Matt, and like most of their journeys, they are rarely ever smooth. Join Annie, Maddie and Matt as they try to navigate new school life, friends, foes, young love and so the much more as they discover and unravel more mysteries and adventures.

the novel Is Not Mine I Upload It For entertainment credit to the original author: Rush | 랏슈 [“Dirty wench! You stole my necklace!”“Unless I knew where your necklace was, I wouldn’t have been able to take it.”As an illegitimate child, Laritte’s biggest sin was being born.In the year she became an adult, she was sent to marry the ghost duke who was rumored to be dead. Her miserable life seemed to get worse and worse, however…Her life changed when the duke came back alive.“Madam, how do you like it?”Kind servants,“You have enough luxury to buy some residences in the capital.”“…no one will be able to look down on you anymore.”And the empire’s devoted and mu*derous duke.It was already too late for those who tormented Laritte to regret it.]

the forge destiny a story driven by the faith and strength of hardwork making the fact known that destiny can't be changed no matter who it entails A blacksmith who learned and gain a connection with nature's magic the rarest form of magic in his town set out on an adventure to become the prophecy child

Han Yejun, who had a hand in every dirty job for his country, is killed for knowing too many secrets... But for him, this is not the end—it is a chance for a new beginning, a blank slate. As he fulfills the mission of the God of Torment, he will face the challenges of a new world and forge new friendships. This is his story, one that stretches into eternity.

After getting rejected by her mate, Hayley finds herself in the arms of the most feared Alpha in the Kingdom. He claims her as his mate, and she is taken away to his kingdom to become his bride. However, upon arrival, she discovers that her newly found mate was nothing like the stories foretold. With his help, Hayley is able to find herself, and her history. And now she returns to the land that had once rejected her to claim what is rightfully hers. Will she show mercy to the people that once trampled on her happiness? Or will this new Heiress bring destruction to her enemies?

" It's like you're a whole different person. You've changed...a lot."Gwen bit her lip to prevent the burning tears in her eyes from falling. " I haven't changed. I'm just showing you a side of me that you didn't get the chance to see before. " His eyes were devoid of emotion and this scared her more than it hurt her. Gwen is pretty much an open book. She's down to earth and likes to view her thoughts . But due to wicked fate , she has to get her hands dirty in order to provide for her family. She'd been in a community gang for the last seven years and her family had no knowledge of this. One thing she'd learnt from working in this gang was that no one was to be trusted. People could either make or break you. Her hidden life is going pretty much the same till she meets Alec Reinster . What role will he play in her life? Will he give her a reason to open up her heart or will he be the reason she wishes she'd never had a heart in the first place ?

He is the bad boy and the most eligible billionaire bachelor in town. She is the goody two shoes working as a primary teacher but she is a devil in disguise with dirty fantasies swirling in her head. Their worlds are so apart but maybe god or rather the devil wants them to meet and they meet for the first time when Hardin Blackwood visits the school where Zora Aldin works. He visits the school to give a speech to motivate the students as he was the donor of the school. When they first make eye contact, Zora's all dirty fantasies swirl in head one by one picturing Hardin in every scene. Hardin can clearly see the lust in Zora's eyes and the way she squirm under his gaze. The bachelor billionaire never mixes business with pleasure but the blue eyed primary teacher is so hard to resist and the way she bites her lips makes him weak in the knees. With all the sexual energy buzzing around them and the constant pull and push between them didn't prepare them when Hardin got himself a stalker. How will Zora and Hardin escape the stalker and the attraction between them?

"Please baby" He pleads trying to pull her into his arms but she glares at him. "Don't touch me" With a harsh glare she turns to face the other side. "That is the thing about you rich brats, you think everything can be gotten with daddy and momny's money well congrats we are married but don't even think for a second that I'll love you" "let me go" She pleads trying to escape his arms. "That will mean letting go of my breath baby and you know it's impossible" Attending the Academy meant for the elites has always been a dream of many and so when she receives the admission to go study in a school way above her league she agrees. She meets four crazy girls along with her cousin and she starts understanding life. Catching the eyes of a mysterious wealthy man who volunteers to be her benefactor but with a deal in place. The other girl who is from a middle class family catches the eyes of the most popular boy in the school who is also the most desired. The scandalous life of the rich daughter who is in a secret tryst. The wanna be popular girl whose closets are filled with skeleton. The rich brat who wants to enjoy life And a greedy human They all collide and go through life together. "I want you to marry my son, living is impossible without you by his side" She stares wide eyed at the woman in front of her, a very important figure pleading for her to marry her brat of a son. "You cannot escape destiny darling and yours is tied with mine" He says the arrogance dripping off his voice. "I am sure you remember all those nights by my side sweetheart"

Atlas was just a dirty malnourished thirteen year old boy who lived in the slums but he doesn't know wat fate holds for him as the next War Lord

Kai Hunter is H University’s biggest player and heartbreaker. Known for his good looks and for being one of the brightest students on campus, he is one of the most eligible bachelors that everyone wants to ‘tame’. However, everything changes when freshman Night Winters becomes his new dorm mate. Kai is instantly attracted to the hot, young freshman who he had caught having a one-night stand at a bar and hasn’t been able to get out of his mind ever since. Night is openly gay, but Kai has been into girls his whole life…or so he thought. Can he let go of his pride and accept Night for who he is? Or will Night forever be forced to be just his dirty little secret, under the sheets, inside the closed doors to their dorm? However, Night is hiding secrets that can break the fragile foundation of their relationship at any time, and if Kai waits any longer…he just might end up losing the only person precious to him.

Lauren has the world at the palm of her hand, money, status and a loving submissive boyfriend but everything changes when her boyfriend Jayden is killed because of her but ofcourse, she doesn't really care and moves on with her next plaything not knowing her next would be her last. Caught up in a mysterious contract with her new found lover, she becomes eternally submissive to him and knows what real pain is for the first time knowing she can't escape him even in death. Soon the mysteries of her new life threatening to bring havoc and end her complete, will she survive it all?

"I'll delete the pictures depending on how obedient you are. You have to do everything I say; if I want you to become a dog, you have to get on your knees and bark; do we have a deal?" Pierce leans intimidatingly to Malakai's height to whisper softly in his ears; his cold eyes flash with cruelty. "You don't want her to know what a dirty little creep you are, do you?" Malakai Kreston, Quiet and perfect son of the county's preacher is who everyone assumes to be a boring nerd, but Malakai has a deep secret. He isn't so perfect after all! A dirty secret that Malakai will do anything to protect. What happens when he becomes a targeted pawn of Pierce Masterson? Kai, who is usually the hunter, becomes the prey, and he discovers that Pierce is more evil... Sinister and very much more twisted than anything he'd ever imagined. Pierce must have everything he wants or destroy it all completely, Escaping is Malakai's only option, but how far will he go before he gets caught? In a game of cat and mouse, neither are willing to lose!

Niramol, a girl who was killed by rape after being trafficked, could not rest until she found her parents. However, her spirit is trapped only in the country where she died. She met Trevor, a man with terrible luck, ten years after she passed away. She wanted him to help her, but instead she fell in love with him right away and pretended to be human to attract the attention of the withdrawn, cold, and lonely man with terrible bad luck. The last thing Trevor wants was to get entangled with a girl he met in a restaurant with no money to eat, looking tattered and dirty in an old cloth, but she found her way to his life, and when he realized she was his good luck charm, he might reconsider her offer to help her find her parents and give them a good life, even without knowing her secrets and who she really is.

The story of a woman whose name is "Nadia" whose father is "Mr. Brown", he loves the gamblings so much until he has a lot of debts. She cannot solve this problem, then, she request her closed senior "Hector" to solve it. He can solve it, but she may found the worse story when her father dare to borrow father of Hector...

To keep the multiverse in check, sometimes you've gotta get your hands dirty. When Amon took on the mission to find two missing agents, she didn't expect her brother to betray her in the process. Nor did she anticipate his betrayal would leave her stranded, with no way home and living off of scraps. Determined to accomplish her mission and bring him to justice, she will do anything--even if it means the fate of the world she was meant to keep intact.