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MAKE YOU MINE.

MAKE YOU MINE.

It wasn't just about what this lady was wearing. It was her. Something to do with the way she moved. Like she was one with the music and with the stage. The music pounded in a hypnotic rhythm that was unashamedly sexual, and she moved and danced in time to the beat, her movements graceful and seductive. So much confidence and balance. Balance that should have been nearly possible with the length of the heel shoes that she was putting on, but she made it look so natural... So easy, like she'd been born with high, slender spikes attached to her feet. There was something captivating... Almost hypnotizing about this woman, and Dimitri found him self leaning closer to watch. To take in every sight of this beautiful goddess. She was a vision of feminine perfection, every man's fantasy and Dimitri felt sharp claws of lust drag through his loins. On the opposite side, Dimitri saw a man half rise to his feet, a look of naked longing in his eyes. He didn't blame the man. What man wouldn't be captivated by such a beauty? -------------------- Nervous about assuming control of her father's company, Kelly Darcy relocates to San Francisco. In an attempt to do something she loved one more time before her life changed completely, she volunteers to replace a dancer in her friend, Elizabeth's fashion show and ends up in the arms of Dimitri Collins. It was supposed to be a one night stand. She didn't have to see him again. But Kelly realizes how wrong she was when Dimitri walks into her father's office... And now she has to fight to keep her father's company, while figuring out what she truly feels for Dimitri.
ROYALTIES

ROYALTIES

How did I end here? How did I end up being a token of an alliance? War was coming and eldoria was certainly going down, a strong empire like eldoria wouldn't have surrendered, we wouldn't have given into there demands but as always the king chose to save the innocent people In the kingdom instead of me. People make mistakes and I also madeMine but I pushed my limit and broke that one rule that changed my life, I watched as my perfect life crumbled right in front of me, I watched as I lost everything and everyone around me, I watched as I Become nothing more than a mere military lieutenant who had no power .. Just when I slowly Started accepting my faith, life took a huge turn on me, eldoria was getting attacked by a dark mysterious and powerful kingdom, which have taken over five extremely powerful kingdoms, so eldoria was certainly going down, just when everyone had Lost hope thinking it's the end, Ravenna demanded that I marry their crown prince to form an alliance between theTwo kingdoms I thought staying in the military camp was hell but I realized it was a heaven when I reached Ravenna a kingdom where betrayal is nothing, a Kingdom were families kill each other for power, a kingdom where nobody trust each other , a kingdom were killing innocent peopleIs nothing, and I was married to the crown prince, a man who had that dark mysterious, intimidating and dangerous aura, a look from him is enough to send me begging on my knees, am not that strong, and here I am in a kingdom where only the strongest survives
MY INDIAN WIFE: Love Finds Its Way

MY INDIAN WIFE: Love Finds Its Way

Christian Knight was about to marry Andrea Donovan and start a fresh life. Andrea was a gorgeous and respectable woman. She liked Christian since her college days but couldn’t muster the courage to express her feelings to him, as she knew that Christian was interested in Diana Roger, the mute girl. Years later, destiny played cupid for Andrea and Christian, and their families fixed their marriage. Andrea was over the moon, and it was hard for her to believe that Christian was finally going to be her forever. To escape the haunting nightmares and hallucinations about one particular woman, whom he thinks he has never met before, Christian agreed to marry Andrea as she was beautiful, smart, and a generous woman, completely compatible with his status, but little did he know that meeting with a stranger at Cafe Coffee Day will change everything for him. What will happen when destiny plays its cards? Would Christian be able to accept that he had been married before? Will he choose his present over his past or follow his way back to his former wife? Would Mishka be willing to give another chance to Christian or she has already moved on in her life? Will their love pass the test of time and commitment to come out victorious or their love story ended long ago? Follow the other half of Christian and Mishka’s tale to witness if second chances really exist or healing a broken heart is beyond repair. Copyright © Author Anika All Rights Reserved This book is a sequel to MY INDIAN WIFE Book one needs to be read before this book.
YOU WILL NEVER BE MY GOD, FELIX.

YOU WILL NEVER BE MY GOD, FELIX.

Trigger warning: This novel might give you chills towards the ending. There are not too serious bloody scenes and violence. What is obsession? Am I obsessed? At first, I was just his substitute, then I became his real bride, then the supposed real bride returned, and I was kidnapped, tortured, and forced to divorce. Then I committed suicide because I couldn't handle it, but I didn't fucking die. Then I became a stalker of my ex-husband, who barely remembers me because I was declared dead by the world, and my face got melted down when the supposed real fucking bride poured acid on me, so I had a surgery that changed my whole face and my entire identity. Then I started working for him again under a new identity and a freaking irresistible new face, and he fell in love with the new me, yet still traumatized by the old me, so I had to reveal to him that I was the same person. He was happy and relieved, but the world wasn't. We were chewed on, spat out, and stepped on, yet we didn't stay away. Then he was fired from his company by his grandmother, who suddenly announced she had adopted a new son who would take over the company. We were already broken when I was kidnapped again, and bombs were planted on me. I thought I would die, but we were able to defuse the bomb and escape, and we really thought the horror was over until we were shot in the head by God knows who. Then we survived the tragic gunshot incident, his surgery was successful, but mine wasn't, so I forgot everything about him and was forbidden to remember because a damn bullet is stuck in my head like a time bomb that could kill me if it moves to a sensitive part of my brain. Then suddenly, he was on the TV, framed for murder. I couldn't hold back, I found myself in prison fighting for him with a gun in my hand, and somehow ended up in a coma, because the damn bullet in my head shifted... to the wrong direction. Then, in between this chaos, the doctor announced I was pregnant.
Dating With That Basket ball Player

Dating With That Basket ball Player

"Allen, get over it. You can shoot with me later!" I screamed loudly. It looked at me but quickly avoided it. I can still see him shaking his head. I heard the laughter of the students I was with today in the Basketball gym. although that was shouted against my will, I could not do anything. My pocket depends on it for a week. I didn't pay attention to the few people who were close to me who almost became flies in my ears. I saw the grin of my female best friend, who was now sitting where the other players of our school's Basketball team were sitting. She can sit there because she is the girlfriend of Jackson, who is the Captain of our team who is a friend of 'Ace' Allen. I could see him from where I was sitting because our team was on the other side. Here I sit in the part where our team's opponent is. 'It's like looking at my damn best friend.' I was stunned when the referee blew his whistle. I didn't realize that I had been staring at my best friend for so long and was no longer focused on the game. "THREE POINTS FOR GOMEZ!" the Announcer shouted. A loud scream erupted inside the gym. I looked at the score board for a moment. 78-54. Only our team. "WHOO! YOU ARE GOOD MY BABY. YOU'LL GIVE ME THREE KISSES LATER TOO!" Another shame came out of my mouth. I looked at my good best friend, who almost fell out of his seat because of laughter. I noticed Allen glancing at me but he also quickly returned his gaze to the person watching over him when our eyes met. The ball was theirs again, in an instant he grabbed it. Awesome! It dribbles the ball. I saw a small smile on his lips. Don't get excited. Just dare.' I glanced at the paper I was holding. Everything I'm going to shout when Allen shoots is written here. "THREE POINTS FOR GOMEZ!" 'L*nghiy* why is it coming from?!' I blew out air before shouting what was written on the paper. "LET'S GO, BABY. THREE ROUNDS LATER." The basketball gym roared with laughter from the students. My good best friend also fell off the chair. Jackson gave him a worried look, but my good friend didn't seem to mind and returned to his seat. The suppression of laughter is still evident here. 'I wish you would fart!' I never thought that an introvert like me could do this just for money. Kelly is holding my money that I have saved from working part-time jobs. He forcibly took my money from me and threatened that if I didn't do his dare, it would rot in his hands. Kelly is rich, so I know he won't touch it because it's just a coin to him. Also, even though that girl likes to tease me, she is not that kind of person. He said he just wants me to have a love life because I'm getting old. Even though I'm only 17. mom even lets me play. He also said he wanted Allen for him because he said he had no girlfriend since birth. Even the lips are said to be fresh. 'L*nghh girl. How rude!' The referee whistled to signal a short time out. I glanced at the score board again. we are still alone and only four minutes left. It looks like another win again for the school basketball team. I wish! 'My Baby can do that, I mean Allen.' The referee blew his whistle again. The players of both teams went to the middle of the court at the same time. The opponent has the ball. I stared hard and barely blinked at what Allen was watching. Mud! His big man, I mean his body is so wide that it's like he's not in high school. They are the same height as Allen but his body is really different. Allen isn't thin, his body is just right and he's wide, but not as wide as the person he's guarding. 'It's like the body of the bouncer is double the body of the person he's guarding.' I gasped when it hit Allen's shoulder, but Allen didn't even fall even though I knew it was too strong. I don't know if the man could have done that because the referee didn't kick him. And I don't even know anything about the game of basketball. the man couldn't get away from Allen no matter what he did so he was caught because he held the ball for so long. His eyes were sharp and angry looking at Allen. I felt nervous when his angry eyes landed on me. I pinched my left leg because of fear. My eyes moved around as if looking for something. It stopped right in the eyes of Allen who was also looking at me now. My eyes narrowed when he mouthed 'I'll protect you' which messed up my brain. 'Why would he do that for me?' I looked away from it and it landed on my best friend who now had a big smile on his lips. 'Another weird one!' The game resumed, and as expected, our basketball team won. I was about to leave because I was too embarrassed but the mic made a noise that hurt the ears of the students present. My eyes searched for Kelly, she was in the middle and she was holding the mic. He looked at me with a smile on his lips. 'Mud! what nonsense is he going to do again?!' "May I have your attention, please?" he began. "That girl." This taught me that the students immediately turned to my place.
More Than a Mistress, Less Than a Wife

More Than a Mistress, Less Than a Wife

Olivia Holloway was once NYC’s golden girl, an architect married to the powerful Ethan Cartwright. Our penthouse offered glittering city views, a testament to the life I’d built—or rather, the life I’d put my own dreams on hold for. We were the epitome of success. Then the Hamptons retreat happened. Ethan was found with a junior analyst, Chloe Vance. His smooth, too-smooth explanation about being drugged dissolved months later when Chloe reappeared, pregnant, claiming the baby was his. It was a slap in the face. His mother, Eleanor, insisted I accept the situation for the “Cartwright heir.” My grandmother's cherished sapphire heirloom was casually given to Chloe. Ethan left me to drown after a yacht accident, prioritizing Chloe, then demanded I, injured, donate blood to her. Each betrayal was a fresh wound, yet he expected me to act as if nothing happened. The public humiliation was unending, climaxing when Chloe accused me of harming her at a charity gala, and Eleanor physically slapped me. My entire life, identity, and very humanity had been consumed by their schemes. How could the man I loved destroy me so thoroughly, yet remain so oblivious to my suffering? In that moment, something inside me shattered irrevocably, but it also awakened. I smashed Eleanor’s treasured porcelain heirloom, signaling a definitive end to their control. I filed for divorce, packed a bag, and disappeared, ready to reclaim my life, my freedom, and rediscover Olivia Holloway.