Amelia James is the youngest most famous ballerina in the whole of north america, she's been dancing since the age of 4 and her heart has so much love to give, yet there is no one to love. She's always been stereotyped as a spoilt blondie who could careless aout loving anyone other than herself. and there's Richard Dixon - a millionaire of sinful beauty, charming personality, a perfect gentleman. Being young and successful, he became a single dad at the age of 19 due to terrible circumstances. One encounter turned into desire, yearning for meetings. One glance was all it took to and love dominated his feeling in a drunken form. But is it really so easy? Will someone decide to pop their bubble?"
Richard's Perspective
Every morning, I rise at 5:30 a.m. and start my workout at 5:45 a.m. It lasts until 6:30 a.m., after which I head to the shower before going to work.
I neatly roll up the sleeves of my crisp white shirt and put on black trousers, a well-fitting belt, and polished shoes. My wristwatch adorns my wrist, and I style my hair before applying cologne to my neck and wrists. With my phone safely tucked into my pocket, I leave the bedroom.
I make a quiet visit to my little girl's room. There, I smile as I see her, curled up like a small ball on her big bed, hidden beneath pink covers. She clings to her favourite toy unicorn, hugging it tightly.
As I step into the room, I gently shut the door behind me and approach my daughter, crouching beside her bed.
"Sweetheart, it's time to wake up," I softly murmur, tenderly stroking her back. She snuggles closer to me, emitting an adorable hum in response.
"Come to me, Daddy."- she murmured, holding my hand so gently, making me smile.
She lightly nudged me to lie down and I complied, cuddling her lovingly. She hid in my arms, looking utterly invisible in them, and snuggled into me, pulling covers on me too.
"You are so huggable, daddy."- sighed my little girl as I smiled brighter.
"You are just as cuddly, sweetheart."- I spoke profoundly, kissing the top of her little head.
I cuddled Zara for a little bit more while she slowly woke up, turning into my adorable and very hyper sunshine. I chuckled when she eagerly climbed into my arms and clung to me like a little koala, looking so winsome.
"Ready to start the day, honey?"- I asked her contentedly, hugging her lovingly, and carried her to her bathroom.
"I cannot wait to start the day."- she chirped energetically, as I sat her down in the large sink area.
She brushed her teeth and did her routine on her own, being such a wonderful girl. We relocated to her closet and she picked an outfit for the day, going for a Burberry dress. I helped her with clips on her shoes and took a suitable coat in a beige colour for her to wear.
She sat down at her vanity and I brushed her rich brown, velvety, voluminous, long hair as we chatted nicely about the upcoming day. I pinned a few strands at the back of her head and brushed the ends, making sure her lustrous hair was thoroughly brushed.
Once she was all set and took her unicorn, we went downstairs I held her tiny hands, supporting her when we walked down the stairs.
"Good job, dear."- I praised her sincerely, gladly picking her up when she lifted her small arms.
She kissed my cheek and I kissed her forehead, smiling at my gorgeous daughter. I carried her to the dining room, where breakfast was already waiting for us.
"Oatmeal?"- Zara chirped happily at the sight of one of her favourite breakfast choices.
I chuckled at her cuteness and sat her down, taking a seat next to her.
"Eat up, sweetheart. We have a long day ahead."- I spoke warmly, handing her berries, knowing that if it is oatmeal - berries are a must for her.
We ate breakfast while conversing wholesomely. I gladly listened to her telling me about what she dreamt of. After that, I took the keys from the black Bentley and we got going.
I take her to work because I do not want any fucked up strangers watching over my little daughter, especially after the first and the last nanny: she didn't even bother to keep an eye on my child; she just sat and did nothing. Being a multi-billionaire and a single dad, I put the last above all business. She is my everything, there is nothing I wouldn't do for my girl. I make time for her no matter where I am, what I am doing and who is with me.
"Daddy?"- she called softly as I fastened her seat belts.
"Yes, darling?"- I replied warmly, granting her all of my attention.
"Can I attend ballet classes, please? I want to dance ballet."- pleaded sweet Zara, smiling winsomely.
"Of course, dear."- I agreed with the greatest pleasure, smiling brightly.
"Thank you so so so so much."- she said excitedly, hugging me securely.
"Always, honey."- I replied happily, kissing her cheek.
I gave her tiny frame a gentle squeeze and she smiled delightedly, looking so pure and sweet. I closed the car door and took the driver's seat, buckling up before driving out of the garage.
She told me more about her passion for ballet and I smiled in joy, truly being glad that she likes something so much: she loves going to opera, watching ballet at any chance given, likes classical music and adores the attires of ballet dancers.
In no time we arrived at the company; I parked in the private parking lot, which is just for the closest people - my best friend/right hand, personal assistant and parents. I helped her out of the car and set her on the ground, not letting go until I was sure that she was steady on her feet.
My little girl held my hand securely as we headed inside. She politely greeted every person, being such a sweetheart. The two of us got in the lift and reached the 20th floor in no time, going to my office.
"Uncle Justin, hi."- chirped Zara, energetically as we came across my best friend.
"Well hello there, little lady. You look fabulous."- he replied friendlily as she giggled cutely, twirling around, never letting go of my hand.
"Hey, man."- I spoke calmly, returning his brotherly hug.
"Hey, bro."- he laughed, making me chuckle.
We went to my office and Valerie, my assistant, brought us the usual morning coffee, as well as a shit load of paperwork for me.
"Valerie, find the best ballet school, please."- I told her collectedly, drinking my black, sugar-free coffee.
"On it, Mr Dixon."- he replied, noting the task down before getting to it.
Zara sat down on my lap and coloured the colouring book with flowers. I wrapped my arm around her petite frame, keeping her secure, and got to work, signing and analysing files, reports and documents.
"Look who I met last night."- stated Justin, showing his phone on my face.
"For heaven's sake, I don't want to know about your love life."- I said, really not wanting any details.
"Because it is about time you get a love life of your own."- groaned Justin, plopping on the armchair.
"You need to get off and I am sure she wouldn't mind having a lady in the house."- stated my friend and I sighed heavily, glancing at my sweetheart.
That's the thing: I want a lady - a proper, well-mannered, elegant, kind, tasteful, patient, gentle, loving, intelligent woman. I couldn't care less about skin colour, religion, race - any of that shit doesn't matter. Before anything I want Zara to like her, to be comfortable with her and to trust her.
Reader's discretion is advised, this book shouldn't be read by anyone below the age of 18 as it contains sexual perverseness, gun violence, and strong language. "In your eyes, I see the entirety of paradise, from your soul I want to drink from, eternally, as I thrust my big wand between your long towers". "Jessica Gaucho, the daughter of a dangerous American mob boss. Everyone admired her beauty, she was the talk of every young man in her neighbourhood. At nineteen, she had a perfect figure and striking grey eyes, just like her father's but the fear of her father made it hard for young men to approach her because they knew how much father cherished and was ready to kill anyone that dared approach her. Jessica looked kind-hearted and carried herself well, but she was also known as a top assassin and seductress in the underworld of crime. Her looks caught the attention of both men and women, including Alberto, the son of her father's business partner. Alberto, heir to the Italian Mafia, was known for his ruthlessness. He had a cold heart with no feelings. But everything changed when he met Jessica. He felt drawn to her, and he couldn't resist the temptation."
This is a sequel to the novel, Take me, I am yours. Follow the chapters like a continuation. T for thanks, happy reading. CAUTION! This story contains explicit sexual content. The relationships depicted primarily follow the BDSM lifestyle, particularly the main relationship between Sean and Lisa. It is important to note that the dynamics portrayed between them do not involve domestic abuse but rather emphasize a strong and consensual BDSM relationship. Alena has faced challenges in her past, including a tumultuous ex-relationship and personal struggles that have left her emotionally scarred. Seeking solace away from society, she attempts to live a secluded life, confiding in only her two close friends. Everything changes when she encounters Sean. He inspires Alena to rediscover her sexual identity, prompting her to delve into the realm of BDSM once more. Sean becomes her guide, teaching her the principles of a genuine BDSM relationship with a trustworthy Dominant. Throughout the narrative, the story explores various facets of BDSM, covering themes such as slavery, brattiness, dominance, submission, polyamorous relationships, and more. Despite the ups and downs, the emphasis remains on depicting healthy and consensual dynamics within the BDSM lifestyle.
Camiela, the Rodriguez Princess, feared the dark, living a life in the spotlight while turning a blind eye to the twisted world of the wicked. Stefano, a morally gray criminal lawyer, ruled the dark, charming yet deadly. Despite knowing the dangers, Camiela found herself entangled with Stefano, a puzzle she couldn't solve. Fate had other plans, leading to an unexpected marriage. Stefano, entrenched in the dark world of corruption, danger, and betrayal, encountered Camiela, the chaos that disrupted his life. Despite the danger, he couldn't erase her after a single night. Camiela became the fire he feared, yet when she became the key to unraveling his life's secrets, Stefano, against expectations, found himself married to the bright and passionate woman.
Content Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content. The relationships depicted in this narrative primarily revolve around the BDSM lifestyle. It's essential to note that the central relationship between Sean and Lisa is not characterized as domestic abuse but rather as a profoundly trusting and consensual BDSM connection. Lisa has endured a turbulent past, marked by a toxic ex-partner and lingering emotional scars that have led her to withdraw from society. In an attempt to live a life away from the judgmental eyes of others, she keeps her distance from most people, confiding in only her two close friends. However, everything changes when Lisa crosses paths with Sean. He ignites a desire within her to explore her sexual side once more. Sean becomes Lisa's guide, introducing her to the authentic dynamics of a BDSM relationship, characterized by a genuine Dom. Throughout the narrative, we delve into a myriad of highs and lows, exploring various facets of BDSM, such as the roles of a submissive (Slave or Brat) and a dominant (Dom). The story also delves into the intricacies of polyamorous relationships, showcasing the complexities and dynamics that come with them. As Lisa embarks on this transformative journey, she navigates the complexities of her newfound desires and the unique connection she shares with Sean. Their exploration of the BDSM lifestyle unfolds as they learn, grow, and face the intricacies of trust, submission, and dominance within their relationship.
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?
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
He told her to call him Daddy. Not because he earned it, but because he fucking owned her. The moment she signed that contract, she stopped being a woman with dignity and became his filthy little plaything. His holes to use. His mess to ruin. He didn't just fuck her, he rewired her. Stripped her clean of boundaries and filled her with sin. Every punishment made her scream. Every game dragged her deeper into his twisted world. And the way he praised her... Good girl. She should've run the first time he said it. But Daddy doesn't let his toys leave. He breaks them until they beg to stay. ** Mia's life changed the night she let a stranger ruin her. One night. She never expected to see him again. Until she walked into her new job... and her boss turned around. Ace.Her one-night sin in a thousand-dollar suit. Only this time, he wasn't asking her to be his assistant. She was to be his wife.
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."