One Night to Forever Box Set

One Night to Forever Box Set

Melissa McClone · పూర్తయింది · 222.8k పదాలు

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Experience love when it’s least expected with four full-length, heartwarming sweet romances in the One Night to Forever box set by USA TODAY Bestselling Author Melissa McClone.Fiancé for the Night: When a fake engagement spirals out of control, Cassandra fears losing her heart. Will she end the fake engagement, or could Troy be her perfect husband for life?The Wedding Lullaby: After an impromptu wedding that was just for fun, Laurel discovers she’s pregnant. Will she get the marriage and family she dreams of having with Brett?A Little Bit Engaged: A PR nightmare drags Cara into a fake engagement with A-list actor—and former crush—Brody. What will it take for her to survive the ruse with her heart intact?Love on the Slopes: The one person who can help her is the last person she’d ever trust…again. Can Ryland and Brynn overcome their painful pasts and make their dreams come true—together?With fake engagements, a surprise pregnancy, friendship to love, and hate to love storylines, these four novels will take you from San Francisco to Portland to Sun Valley. Treat yourself and find out how one night can lead to forever…

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Fiancé for the Night: Chapter One

“Would you be my fiancé?”

Fiancé?

Troy McKnight must have misheard the blonde standing next to him due to the noise in the jam-packed San Francisco brewery. She was attractive with wide blue eyes, freckles across her nose, a heart-shaped face, and no makeup, but she wasn’t his type. With multiple chains and pendants hanging around her neck, dangling silver earrings, and a flowery dress, she looked out of place in the popular, after-work hangout, which was filled with the suit-and-tie crowd from nearby financial offices. He preferred women who dressed professionally. She was too bohemian looking.

He stared over the rim of his pint. “Excuse me, but what did you say?”

Releasing a sigh, she brushed her wavy blond hair behind her shoulders.

“Would you be my fiancé?” she repeated. “Just for tonight.”

Troy

had

heard her correctly the first time. He half-laughed. Her matter-of-fact tone made her proposition sound almost logical, and he knew it wasn’t the beer causing that. He’d only had one—the half-filled cold glass he held in his hand.

He took another swig from his lager. The cool liquid ran down his throat. After a rough day at the office, all he wanted was a drink followed by another quiet evening at home, nothing else.

Especially not this woman.

She hadn’t introduced herself. She could be a scam artist—a she-devil in disguise—and he the target. Even without lipstick, her full lips were luscious enough to seduce unknowing prey.

Troy set his glass on the bar. “Why do you need a fiancé tonight?”

“It’s a long story.”

Her sunshine-and-sunflower scent cut through the smell of beer hanging in the air. Okay, that was nice. “I’m not going anywhere.”

She reached for his hand, pushed back the arm of his suit, and read the time on his watch—a present from his parents when he graduated business school. “Yes, I knew it.”

“What?”

“You’re wearing a watch.”

He eyed her warily. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“That I asked the right person.”

“You’re being evasive.”

“I don’t have time to explain. Are you coming with me?”

“You’re asking for a lot without providing any explanation.”

She rolled her eyes. “I got myself into a jam with my family. It’s only one dinner. My father will pay, so the only thing tonight will cost you is time. Any other questions?”

Troy hesitated, unsure if he bought her explanation. “Nothing personal, but you don’t look like the kind of woman who hangs out here.”

“I’m not, but my parents would approve of you and the men who frequent an establishment like this.”

That sounded plausible.

“Look, will you be my fiancé or not?” The edges of her mouth turned up slightly. “I’m sorry to be impatient, but if you say no, I have to find someone else.” She glanced around the bar as if she were scanning the area for her next target.

In the crowded brewpub, she could easily find someone else. Men with rolled-up sleeves and loosened ties stood at nearby tables, relaxing after long hours at the office.

Troy didn’t know why he was considering posing as her fiancé. The woman had appeared out of nowhere, yet he couldn’t deny his curiosity about her and her strange proposition. The concern and sense of urgency in her eyes rang true, but he never took risks. Spontaneity wasn’t part of his plan—a life plan to ensure he achieved all he wanted and would never have to return to his family’s farm in that middle-of-nowhere town in Missouri.

Staring at him, she waited for his answer by tapping her unpainted fingernails against the bar.

If he said no, she seemed to have no qualms about asking another man to be her fiancé for the night. He doubted she was a con artist. She looked too much like an innocent love child from the sixties with a hint of vulnerability in her eyes. In a meat market like this, a veritable smorgasbord of male testosterone, she could end up with anyone.

At least she would be safe with him.

“This is important to you, isn’t it?” he asked.

As she tilted her chin, her earrings chimed. “Yes.”

A free dinner with an attractive woman. It almost sounded too easy. Troy thought of Jessica White, who worked in the office next to his. Now she was his type, but he’d seen Jessica’s fiancé pick her up this afternoon.

For three years, Troy had wanted to ask her out, but he’d been too busy working to get around to it. Now she was engaged to someone else, and he was sitting in a bar with a total stranger. Maybe he needed a little adventure in his life.

He took another sip of his lager. “Okay, I’ll be your fiancé.”

The woman threw her arms around him and kissed his cheek. “Oh, thank you.”

Her impulsiveness gave him a small thrill. The envious glances of other men in the bar made Troy sit straighter. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

Grabbing his arm, she pulled him off his barstool. “Come on. We’re going to be late.”

Whoa! That was fast. Maybe an adventure wasn’t such a good idea. “I need to pay for my beer.”

Before Troy could reach his wallet, she opened her purse, a multicolored cloth pouch with drawstrings, and pulled out a ten-dollar bill. “Will this cover it?”

“Yes.” Call him old-fashioned, but he wasn’t used to a woman paying.

She tossed the money on the bar. “Is there anything else?”

He wanted to say yes. Stop. “No.”

“Let’s go then.” She led him out of the double glass doors.

A cool breeze blew off the San Francisco Bay. Cars sped by on the Embarcadero. To his right, the lights on the double-decker Bay Bridge twinkled in the evening sky. The pleasant October weather was a refreshing change from a day spent in a skyscraper.

“Do you have a car?” she asked.

“Not with me.”

She rubbed her temples. “We’ll take a taxi. That will be faster than calling for a ride.”

“Where are we—”

“I’ll explain everything once we’re on our way.”

She flagged a yellow cab and muttered the name of a trendy restaurant known for creating mouthwatering dishes and attracting a crowd of see-and-be-seen patrons.

He would be getting a good dinner tonight. Troy followed her into the cab.

As they pulled away from the curb, she laughed incredulously. “I’m going to pull this off.”

He watched her for a moment. Her unrestrained joy and boundless energy captivated him. He’d never met anyone like her.

She wet her lower lip. “I don’t know your name.”

“Troy McKnight.”

“Troy McKnight.” She repeated his name twice. “I like it. Well, Troy, I hope you don’t mind me calling you that. After all, we

are

engaged.”

The cab driver coughed, but Troy ignored him. “Would you mind telling me your name?”

“I’m Cassandra.”

Such a serious and formal name for such a lighthearted person. The name Cassie fit her breezy personality better. “Cassandra what?”

“Oh, sorry. Daniels, Cassandra Daniels.” She took a deep breath. “I can’t believe I found you, and you said yes.”

“Why do you need a fiancé?”

Her honey-gold eyebrows pulled together.

He couldn’t let this drop. “I need to know what’s going on. Otherwise…”

“You’re right.” She dragged her teeth over her lower lip. “Okay, here’s what happened. We met a few weeks ago, fell madly in love, and got engaged. My parents decided they had to meet the man who swept me off my feet, so they called this morning and told me they were driving up from Carmel to have dinner with us.”

“Are your parents retired?”

“My mother thinks so, and my father should be, but he does some business on the side because he claims he’s not ready for retirement. They split their time between Carmel and Palo Alto.”

She had to come from money. Both towns were expensive places to live. “What happened to the real fiancé?”

“What real fiancé?”

“I assume you told your family about a real engagement.”

“No,” Cassandra—no, he liked Cassie better—said. “I made it up.”

“Excuse me?”

“There isn’t a real fiancé. If there were, I wouldn’t need your help tonight.”

Who was this woman? She wasn’t a compulsive liar, was she? “You told your family you were engaged when you weren’t?”

She nodded as if her actions were logical.

Cassie didn’t look delusional, but this was insane.

“Why?” he asked.

“It seemed like the right thing to do at the time. Sometimes, I’m, uh, impulsive.” She smiled mischievously, almost as if sharing a childhood secret.

The woman had to be crazy, but what did it say about him since he agreed to participate in her lie?

“I want to thank you.” Her eyes shone with gratitude. “I could tell you were a nice guy. You have a wonderful smile.”

When had he been smiling tonight? He’d been drinking his beer in solitude to relax before heading home to his studio apartment to do more work. Maybe tomorrow, he could look back on tonight and laugh.

A smile lit up her beautiful face. “I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t said yes.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

The way she turned toward him tightened the bodice of her dress and accentuated her full breasts.

This fiancé gig was looking better and better. He’d been working hard, trying to close the Micro-Psi deal, and get offered a partnership with the venture capital firm where he worked. But life consisted of more than reading balance sheets and making deals. He was no different from any other red-blooded male. He needed rest, relaxation, and fun too.

“No, it

is

a big deal.” She squeezed his hand. “You’re my McKnight in shining armor.”

“At your service, milady. We McKnights aim to please.” He wasn’t sure if the full moon or her perfume were getting to him, but he found Cassie’s playful spirit contagious.

When was the last time he’d had fun? Troy couldn’t remember. His shoulders tightened.

“By the way, is there anything else I should know about tonight?” he asked.

“You should know a little about me.” She bit her lower lip. “Let’s see. My favorite color is purple. I love flowers and hot fudge sundaes. I’m not a vegetarian. I love a good hamburger every now and then. Cooked medium. I think people who won’t eat veal but eat chicken are hypocrites. I love reading books. I like eight-hundred-thread-count sheets—any higher number than that isn’t better, just pretentious. Oh, and I sleep in the nude.”

Stunned, Troy stared at her. She’d spoken so fast. Hot fudge sundaes and sleeping in the nude. His temperature rose at the images filling his mind. He crossed his legs.

“What about you?” she asked.

He couldn’t think straight. He needed to cool down. “Uh, I like ice cream.”

“Chocolate’s my favorite. What else?”

Troy stared into her eyes and found himself transfixed. It was as if he were being hypnotized.

She smiled at him as if he were a lost puppy. “Any sports?”

“I like football.”

“What’s your favorite color?”

Her eyes were the color of a cloudless summer sky. “Blue.”

She patted his hand. “Don’t worry. We can make it up as we go along.”

What was wrong with him? He felt out of sync. Almost dizzy. Maybe he needed something to eat.

The cab slowed as it approached the restaurant. Cassie handed the driver a twenty-dollar bill and slid out of the cab. “Are you ready?”

Not at all

. Troy cleared his throat. “Sure.”

Cassie brushed a lock of hair from his forehead and straightened his tie. She took his hand in hers. “Don’t forget—we’re madly in love.”

Her small hand fit snugly in his. Madly in love? Maybe they were just mad.

♥ ♥ ♥

Standing on the sidewalk, Cassandra worried Troy might change his mind. He seemed a little uptight given all the questions he’d asked. She was so sure he would say no that his yes had surprised her. Maybe that was why she held on to his hand like a lifeline.

So far, so good. She couldn’t believe she’d found a fiancé—albeit a fake one—but the evening was only beginning. Her insides trembled. This night could easily turn into a complete disaster.

“Nice place,” he said.

“Yes.” That was the only word Cassandra could manage right now. She clenched her free hand and then flexed her fingers. Nerves were getting to her. Who was she kidding? She’d been frantic from the time she hung up from her mother’s call earlier today.

Cassandra wasn’t a good actress, but if she pulled off tonight, she should get an Oscar for her performance.

Her family wasn’t standing at the carved mahogany bar. They must be seated. That would mean making a grand entrance with her fiancé in tow. Something she hadn’t wanted to happen, but she’d been running late, as usual.

She glimpsed Troy’s reflection in a mirror. An unexpected smile tugged at her lips.

Luck was on her side tonight. He was exactly the well-dressed fiancé she’d hoped to find. His Italian navy suit was top-of-the-line silk cashmere if she guessed right. He wore a nice watch, which was a bonus. And he was easy on the eyes.

Very easy.

High cheekbones and sculpted features gave Troy a model-handsome look. To be totally corporate, he needed a haircut and different style, but she liked the way his longish, curly at the ends, and almost-out-of-control brown locks added character to

his

all-American good looks.

Her picky parents would find few faults with Troy McKnight. They would give their seal of approval and stop interfering in Cassandra’s personal life. After tonight, their endless dating advice and match

m

a

kin

g would stop. She’d be on her own.

For good this time.

All she wanted was to be left alone.

Soon…

She smiled, pleased with herself. She’d found the perfect fiancé for the night. Her sister, Emily, would be jealous, too. That was another bonus. Cassandra didn’t care what Eric Wainwright, her brother-in-law, thought, so long as he didn’t voice his opinion. She’d heard enough from Eric. She’d be happier if she never had to see him again.

The hostess, an attractive woman with flaming red hair, smiled. “May I help you?”

“We’re with the Daniels party,” Cassandra said.

The woman glanced at something on the tall table she was standing behind. “Your party is seated. Follow me.”

She led Cassandra and Troy into the crowded dining area.

Not one table was empty. Waiters hurried around with steaming plates of food and bottles of wine. The scent of basil and garlic drifted in the air. Cassandra had skipped lunch and was starving.

Noise from spirited conversations rose from the tables, but the din wasn’t unpleasant. Not like at the brewpub earlier, which was just a place people went to drink and hook up. She shivered. The only good thing about that place was knowing she’d find someone suitable to pacify her parents there.

“Here’s your party,” the hostess said. “Enjoy your dinner.”

“Thank you.” Cassandra took in the image of her family sitting at the table like models from a magazine ad or a soap opera. None had noticed she’d arrived. Not surprising. She’d tried fitting into their world, but she’d realized that wasn’t who she was. Maybe someday her parents would understand and accept the choices she’d made. Then again…

Vanessa Daniels, her mother, wore a black knit dress—simple lines and flattering, which no doubt carried a hefty price tag as did the rest of her wardrobe. Every strand of her platinum hair was in place, and her brilliant diamond earrings sparkled for all to admire. Thanks to daily workouts and highly paid dermatologists, she was a stunning woman who looked like she was in her early forties, not pushing sixty.

How would her mother act if she became a grandmother?

Cassandra couldn’t imagine her mom letting anyone call her “Grandma.” But that was Emily’s problem when she had babies. Cassandra didn’t even want to date. Forget about marriage and having a family. She liked being single.

Her mother’s gaze met Cassandra’s. “I told you she would come, Emily. And look, Dixon, her fiancé does exist.”

“You’re correct, Vanessa,” her father said. “I must admit I had my doubts given how fast things have happened, but he’s real.”

Cassandra winced. She would show her parents she could find her own man. She didn’t need their help or their interference.

“Sorry we’re late.” Cassandra clutched Troy’s warm, strong hand. She not only needed a fiancé tonight, but she also needed someone to give her emotional support. “Troy and I were making out, so I had the driver make an extra circle around the Civic Center.”

Her mother blushed. “Cassandra, really.”

“Don’t worry, Vanessa.” Her father, the venerable Dixon Daniels, downed his drink. His once-blond hair had turned gray, and he could stand to lose about thirty pounds, but he was still handsome with sparkling cornflower-blue eyes and a cheerful smile. “At least this one looks normal. Unless there are hidden tattoos or pierced body parts under that suit?”

Cassandra leaned over and kissed her father’s tan cheek. The familiar scent of his aftershave filled her nostrils and brought back fond memories of her childhood. She might be the black sheep of the family, but she would always be her daddy’s little girl. “Don’t be a prude, Dad. Everyone has a tattoo.”

“I don’t.” Emily, her uptight sister, sounded offended. “Not everyone is as classless as you.”

Her? Classless?

As if asking Cassandra to be her maid of honor was an example of classy behavior.

Unbelievable.

“Well, I suppose you got all the class when they divided the DNA.”

Emily was her fraternal twin. She was two minutes older, an inch taller, and fifteen pounds lighter. Her light brown hair was pulled off her face. Her little black dress shouted designer collection. Two twins couldn’t be more opposite. They’d shared nothing except the same birth date…until Eric Wainwright.

Eric.

So pathetic.

Sweat beaded on his high, creased forehead. A short, boring hairstyle had replaced his formerly luscious mane of blond hair. The hair. That was what had attracted Cassandra to him in the first place. The length had given him a wildness and an edge that was missing now.

For the best.

He’d created a bad-boy character that made him irresistible to her, but it had been an act. He wasn’t wild or a rebel or any of the things he claimed to be. The nights she’d spent with her arms around him, riding on his motorcycle and watching sunsets, had been as fake as his words of love. She’d been Eric’s key to ensuring a successful career—until he met Emily, who was born to be a corporate trophy wife.

Unlike Cassandra.

She only wondered if Eric was as miserable to her sister as he’d been to Cassandra. Her wedding gift to the couple had been a lovely keepsake box containing the business cards of marriage counselors. Tacky, yes, but what the two of them had done to her was worse.

“Aren’t you going to introduce us to your betrothed, sweetheart?” her father asked.

Her betrothed.

Troy.

“Sorry,” Cassandra said. “I got so caught up in the goodwill at the table, I forgot.”

Emily rolled her eyes. “Are you trying to be sarcastic or ironic? Or perhaps you don’t know the difference…”

Ignoring the words, Cassandra cuddled against Troy’s firm, wide chest. His muscles tensed, but she didn’t back away. She couldn’t, or her family would figure out this was a ruse. She lightly rubbed her fingers against him. Maybe that would calm him.

“Troy, this is my family.” Cassandra looked at her mom and then her dad. Emily and Eric didn’t warrant acknowledgment. “Family, this is Troy McKnight, the man of my dreams.”

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Pagkatapos ng dalawang taon ng kasal, biglang nag-file ng diborsyo si Charles Lancelot.
Sabi niya, "Bumalik na siya. Magdiborsyo na tayo. Kunin mo na ang gusto mo."
Pagkatapos ng dalawang taon ng kasal, hindi na maikakaila ni Daphne Murphy ang katotohanan na hindi na siya mahal ni Charles, at malinaw na kapag ang nakaraang relasyon ay nagdudulot ng emosyonal na sakit, apektado ang kasalukuyang relasyon.
Hindi nakipagtalo si Daphne, pinili niyang pagpalain ang mag-asawa at inilatag ang kanyang mga kondisyon.
"Gusto ko ang pinakamahal mong limited-edition na sports car."
"Sige."
"Isang villa sa labas ng siyudad."
"Okay."
"Hatiin natin ang bilyon-bilyong dolyar na kinita natin sa loob ng dalawang taon ng kasal."
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Ina-update ang libro ng isang kabanata kada linggo.
Lihim na Pagtataksil: Nahulog ang Aking Asawa sa Aking Ama

Lihim na Pagtataksil: Nahulog ang Aking Asawa sa Aking Ama

1.4k వీక్షణలు · కొనసాగుతోంది · Stephen
Ako si Kevin. Sa edad na tatlumpu, pinagpala ako ng isang mabait, maganda, at kaakit-akit na asawa na kilala sa kanyang kahanga-hangang pangangatawan, kasama ng isang masayang pamilya. Ang pinakamalaking pagsisisi ko ay nagmula sa isang aksidente sa kotse na nagdulot ng pinsala sa aking bato, na naging sanhi ng aking kawalan ng kakayahan. Sa kabila ng presensya ng aking kaakit-akit at masiglang asawa, hindi ko magawang magkaroon ng ereksyon.

Maaga pa lang ay pumanaw na ang aking ina, at ang aking mabait at matatag na ama ang siyang nag-aalaga sa aking mga anak sa bahay. Maraming beses ko nang sinubukan ang iba't ibang remedyo upang maibalik ang normal na erectile function, ngunit lahat ay walang bisa. Isang araw, habang nagba-browse sa internet, aksidente kong nahanap ang isang adult na literatura tungkol sa isang biyenan at manugang, na agad na nagbigay sa akin ng kakaibang kasiyahan at pagnanasa.

Habang nakahiga sa tabi ng aking mahimbing na natutulog na asawa, sinimulan kong ilagay ang kanyang imahe sa karakter ng manugang sa kwento, na nagbigay sa akin ng matinding pagnanasa. Natuklasan ko pa na ang pag-iisip na kasama ng aking ama ang aking asawa habang nagpapaligaya sa sarili ay mas kasiya-siya kaysa sa pagiging intimate sa kanya. Napagtanto kong aksidenteng nabuksan ko ang kahon ni Pandora, at alam kong wala nang balikan mula sa bagong tuklas na ito at hindi mapigilang kasiyahan...
Apat o Patay

Apat o Patay

5.5k వీక్షణలు · కొనసాగుతోంది · G O A
"Emma Grace?"
"Oo."
"Pasensya na, pero hindi na siya umabot." Sabi ng doktor habang nagbibigay ng simpatikong tingin sa akin.
"Sa-salamat." Sabi ko nang nanginginig ang hininga.
Patay na ang aking ama, at ang taong pumatay sa kanya ay nakatayo mismo sa tabi ko sa mga sandaling ito. Siyempre, wala akong magagawa kundi itago ito dahil baka ituring akong kasabwat sa pag-alam ng nangyari at walang ginawa. Ako'y labing-walo at maaaring makulong kung lumabas ang katotohanan.
Hindi pa matagal na panahon ang nakalipas, sinusubukan ko lang tapusin ang huling taon ko sa high school at makaalis sa bayang ito, pero ngayon wala akong ideya kung ano ang gagawin ko. Halos malaya na ako, at ngayon, maswerte na akong makaraos ng isang araw nang hindi tuluyang gumuho ang buhay ko.
"Kasama ka na namin, ngayon at magpakailanman." Ang mainit niyang hininga ay bumulong sa aking tainga na nagdulot ng panginginig sa aking gulugod.
Hawak na nila ako sa mahigpit na pagkakahawak at nakasalalay ang buhay ko sa kanila. Paano umabot sa ganitong punto, mahirap sabihin, pero narito ako...isang ulila...na may dugo sa aking mga kamay...literal.


Impiyerno sa lupa ang tanging paraan para ilarawan ang buhay na aking naranasan.
Ang bawat bahagi ng aking kaluluwa ay hinuhubaran araw-araw hindi lamang ng aking ama kundi ng apat na lalaki na tinatawag na The Dark Angels at ng kanilang mga tagasunod.
Tatlong taon ng pahirap ang kaya kong tiisin at walang kakampi, alam ko na kung ano ang dapat kong gawin...kailangan kong makaalis sa tanging paraan na alam ko, ang kamatayan ay nangangahulugang kapayapaan pero hindi kailanman ganoon kadali, lalo na kapag ang mismong mga lalaking nagtulak sa akin sa bingit ay ang mga nagligtas ng aking buhay.
Binigyan nila ako ng isang bagay na hindi ko akalaing posible...paghihiganti na inihain ng patay. Nilikha nila ang isang halimaw at handa na akong sunugin ang mundo.

Mature content! May mga banggit ng droga, karahasan, pagpapakamatay. 18+ ang inirerekomenda. Reverse Harem, bully-to-lover.
Ang Obsesyon ng Bully

Ang Obsesyon ng Bully

1.1k వీక్షణలు · పూర్తయింది · Angela Shyna
"Iyo ka, Gracie... ang mga takot mo, mga luha mo... Wawasakin kita nang tuluyan hanggang wala ka nang ibang alam kundi ang pangalan ko."

"Hindi... Hindi ako sa'yo," nauutal kong sabi.

Lalong dumilim ang tingin niya sa sinabi ko.

"Subukan mong ulitin 'yan," sabi niya habang lumalapit nang may pagbabanta.

Binuksan ko ang bibig ko pero walang lumabas na salita, at sa susunod na sandali, nakadikit na ako sa pagitan niya at ng pader.

Nanginginig ang katawan ko sa kanyang mapang-aping tingin.

"Iyo ka sa akin... Ang katawan mo... Ang kaluluwa mo... Masisiyahan akong markahan ka muli... at muli," bulong niya, habang bahagyang kumakagat ang kanyang mga ngipin sa leeg ko.

Paano ako napunta sa ganitong sitwasyon, wala na bang paraan para makaalis?

Nabasag na niya ako... Kinuha na niya ang pagkabirhen ko... Ano pa ba ang gusto niya sa akin?

Si Graciela Evans ay isang karaniwang nerd na nagsusumikap sa high school, ang tanging hiling niya ay magkaroon ng magandang buhay. Ano ang mangyayari kapag siya ang naging target ng kilalang bad boy ng kanilang paaralan...

Si Hayden McAndrew.

May utang siya sa kanya, at sisiguraduhin niyang mababayaran ito.

Walang kulang kahit isang sentimo.
Nahulog sa Kaibigan ni Daddy

Nahulog sa Kaibigan ni Daddy

1k వీక్షణలు · పూర్తయింది · Esliee I. Wisdon 🌶
Umungol ako, inihilig ang aking katawan sa kanya, at ipinatong ang aking noo sa kanyang balikat.
"Sakyan mo ako, Angel." Utos niya, hinihingal, ginagabayan ang aking balakang.
"Ipasok mo sa akin, please..." Pakiusap ko, kinakagat ang kanyang balikat, sinusubukang kontrolin ang masarap na sensasyong bumabalot sa aking katawan na mas matindi pa kaysa sa anumang orgasm na naranasan ko mag-isa. Kinikiskis lang niya ang kanyang ari sa akin, at ang sensasyon ay mas maganda kaysa sa anumang nagawa ko sa sarili ko.
"Tumahimik ka." Sabi niya nang paos, mas idiniin pa ang kanyang mga daliri sa aking balakang, ginagabayan ang paraan ng pagsakay ko sa kanyang kandungan nang mabilis, dumudulas ang aking basang lagusan at nagiging sanhi ng pagkiskis ng aking tinggil sa kanyang matigas na ari.
"Hah, Julian..." Ang pangalan niya ay lumabas kasabay ng isang malakas na ungol, at iniangat niya ang aking balakang nang may matinding kadalian at ibinaba ulit, na nagdulot ng tunog na nagpatigil sa akin. Ramdam ko kung paano ang dulo ng kanyang ari ay mapanganib na tumama sa aking lagusan...

Nagpasya si Angelee na palayain ang sarili at gawin ang anumang gusto niya, kabilang na ang pagkawala ng kanyang pagkabirhen matapos mahuli ang kanyang nobyo ng apat na taon na natutulog kasama ang kanyang matalik na kaibigan sa kanyang apartment. Pero sino pa ba ang pinakamagandang pagpipilian, kundi ang matalik na kaibigan ng kanyang ama, isang matagumpay na lalaki at isang kilalang binata?

Sanay si Julian sa mga fling at one-night stand. Higit pa roon, hindi pa siya kailanman naging committed sa kahit sino, o nakuha ang kanyang puso. At iyon ang magpapasok sa kanya bilang pinakamahusay na kandidato... kung handa siyang tanggapin ang kahilingan ni Angelee. Gayunpaman, determinado siyang kumbinsihin siya, kahit na nangangahulugan ito ng pang-aakit sa kanya at pagkalito sa kanyang isipan. ... "Angelee?" Tumingin siya sa akin nang may pagkalito, marahil ang aking ekspresyon ay naguguluhan. Ngunit binuksan ko lang ang aking mga labi, dahan-dahang sinasabi, "Julian, gusto kong kantutin mo ako."
Rating: 18+
Pag-ibig ni Lita para sa Alpha

Pag-ibig ni Lita para sa Alpha

1.2k వీక్షణలు · పూర్తయింది · Unlikely Optimist 🖤
"Hintay, siya ang KAPAREHA mo?" tanong ni Mark, "Iyon ay...wow... hindi ko inaasahan iyon..."
"SINO ang gumawa nito sa kanya?!" tanong ni Andres muli, habang nakatitig pa rin sa babae.
Ang kanyang mga sugat ay nagdidilim sa bawat minutong lumilipas.
Ang kanyang balat ay tila mas maputla kumpara sa malalim na kayumanggi at lila.

"Tinawagan ko na ang doktor. Sa tingin mo ba ay may internal bleeding?"
Tinanong ni Stace si Alex pero nakatingin pa rin kay Lita, "Ayos naman siya, ibig kong sabihin, naguguluhan at may pasa pero ayos lang, alam mo na. Tapos bigla na lang, nawalan siya ng malay. Wala kaming magawa para gisingin siya..."

"MAKIKITANONG LANG, SINO ANG GUMAWA NITO SA KANYA?!"
Namula ng malalim ang mga mata ni Cole, "Hindi mo dapat pinakikialaman! Siya ba ang kapareha mo ngayon?!"
"Kita mo, iyon ang ibig kong sabihin, kung siya ang nagpoprotekta sa kanya, baka hindi ito nangyari," sigaw ni Stace, itinaas ang mga kamay sa ere.
"Stacey Ramos, igalang mo ang iyong Alpha, malinaw ba?"
Umungol si Alex, ang kanyang mga mata'y malamig na asul na nakatitig sa kanya.
Tahimik siyang tumango.
Bahagyang ibinaba rin ni Andres ang kanyang ulo, nagpapakita ng pagsunod, "Siyempre hindi siya ang kapareha ko, Alpha, ngunit..."
"Ngunit ano, Delta?!"

"Sa ngayon, hindi mo pa siya tinatanggihan. Iyon ay magpapakilala sa kanya bilang ating Luna..."

Matapos ang biglaang pagkamatay ng kanyang kapatid, sinimulan ni Lita ang kanyang buhay at lumipat sa Stanford, CA, ang huling lugar na tinirhan ng kanyang kapatid. Desperado siyang putulin ang ugnayan sa kanyang nakakalason na pamilya at sa kanyang nakakalason na ex, na sumunod sa kanya hanggang Cali. Nilalamon ng pagkakasala at natatalo sa kanyang laban sa depresyon, nagpasya si Lita na sumali sa parehong fight club na sinalihan ng kanyang kapatid. Naghahanap siya ng pagtakas ngunit ang natagpuan niya ay nagbago ng kanyang buhay nang magsimulang magbago ang mga lalaki sa mga lobo. (Mature content & erotica) Sundan ang manunulat sa Instagram @the_unlikelyoptimist
Ang Kapatid ng Aking Kaibigan

Ang Kapatid ng Aking Kaibigan

617 వీక్షణలు · పూర్తయింది · Nia Kas
Si Anthony ang tanging lalaking gusto ko pero hindi ko makuha. Siya ang matalik na kaibigan ng kapatid ko. Bukod pa roon, lagi niya akong tinitingnan bilang isang nakakainis na bata.


Nararamdaman ko siya sa likod ko. Nakikita ko siyang nakatayo roon, tulad ng pagkakatanda ko sa kanya.

"Ano ang pangalan mo?"

Grabe, hindi niya alam na ako ito. Nagdesisyon akong kunin ang pagkakataong ito para sa sarili ko.

"Tessa, ikaw?"

"Anthony, gusto mo bang pumunta sa ibang lugar?"

Hindi ko na kailangang pag-isipan ito; gusto ko ito. Lagi kong gustong siya ang maging una ko, at mukhang matutupad na ang hiling ko.

Lagi akong naaakit sa kanya. Hindi niya ako nakita ng maraming taon. Sinundan ko siya palabas ng club, ang club niya. Bigla siyang huminto.

Hinawakan niya ang kamay ko at naglakad kami palabas ng pinto. Sa simpleng hawak na iyon, lalo kong ginusto siya. Pagkalabas namin, isinandal niya ako sa pader at hinalikan ako. Ang halik niya ay tulad ng pinangarap ko; nang sipsipin at kagatin niya ang ibabang labi ko, pakiramdam ko ay narating ko na ang langit. Bahagya siyang lumayo sa akin.

"Walang makakakita, ligtas ka sa akin."

Ipinagpatuloy niya ang paghalik sa mga labi ko; pagkatapos, ang mainit at masarap niyang bibig ay nasa utong ko na.

"Diyos ko"

Ang isa niyang kamay ay natagpuan ang daan papunta sa pagitan ng mga hita ko. Nang ipasok niya ang dalawang daliri niya sa akin, isang mahina at malibog na ungol ang lumabas sa mga labi ko.

"Ang sikip mo, parang ikaw ay ginawa para sa akin..."

Huminto siya at tiningnan ako, alam ko ang tingin na iyon, natatandaan ko iyon bilang ang tingin niya kapag nag-iisip. Nang huminto ang kotse, hinawakan niya ang kamay ko at bumaba, dinala niya ako patungo sa tila isang pribadong elevator. Nakatayo lang siya roon at tinitingnan ako.

"Birhen ka pa ba? Sabihin mo sa akin na mali ako; sabihin mo na hindi ka na."

"Oo, birhen pa ako..."


Si Anthony ang tanging lalaking gusto ko pero hindi ko makuha, siya ang matalik na kaibigan ng kapatid ko. Bukod pa roon, lagi niya akong tinitingnan bilang isang nakakainis na bata.

Ano ang gagawin mo kapag ang posibilidad na makuha ang lalaking matagal mo nang gusto ay nasa harap mo? Kukuhanin mo ba ang pagkakataon o hahayaan mo itong mawala? Kinuha ni Callie ang pagkakataon, ngunit kasama nito ang problema, sakit ng puso, at selos. Guguho ang mundo niya, pero ang matalik na kaibigan ng kapatid niya ang pangunahing layunin niya at balak niyang makuha ito sa kahit anong paraan.