Beth
Beth's Books(10)
THE TOUCH
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[ How To Tame A Bastard š]
[Jessica's Plight, Aaron's Mission]
***Auckland, New Zealand***
To be honest, I'm a bit disappointed right now. I thought I already met the perfect girl for me.
I was stoked seeing Tayla this morning, looking so strikingly gorgeous when she boarded my yacht. She looked demure and virginally innocent in her knitted white dress that covered her beautiful curvaceous body. Her jet black hair was twisted in a knot above her head with soft tendrils flowing at the sides of her face.
My excitement died when her hands could not keep them by her sides. She was sexually touchy and came to me quite fast. She initiated our first kiss and gave me the tongue already. I was immediately disillusioned. Another of my first date turn offs.
After we had lunch, she refused the kiwi pavlova for dessert and opted for my manhood instead. We had wild sex for the rest of the afternoon.
I met Tayla in the New Zealand Entrepreneur Conference last night. I was one of the speakers while she was one of the organizers of the event. She looked so gorgeous, confident and smart. She was also a brunette. Something I had a thing in a woman.
Tayla approached me after my speech and introduced herself. We talked for about five minutes, and immediately she captured my interest, so I asked her for a date.
But today proved that I was wrong. She did not turn out to be the girl that I expected. She was too wild and sexually aggressive. A bad impression on the first date.
Tayla got so exhausted and slept the rest of the afternoon, while I dove off to the crystal clear blue water of the ocean and had a vigorous swim. The water was slightly rough and icy cold on my skin. Just how I wanted it to be. It rejuvenated me, like a new energy - giving me more strength, power and motivation to do what I must do.
I was born bearing a huge obligation for my family, that is guardianship of the Latsis' trillion dollars worth of fortune. As the eldest of my three siblings, I carried the responsibility of managing our family's empire.
I remembered when I was thirteen, I got so confused about the responsibility that my father, Tristan Latsis kept on reminding me. I bursted at him one afternoon in our cattle farm at Wellington, with a tear stained face.
"I thought we're extremely rich and I'm going to keep the family's money! Why am I shovelling this pile of filthy cows' manure? Can you just let our workers do it?"
My dad would just say. "To be a good leader, Aaron, you must first become a good servant."
"That's so unfair! You separated me from my siblings. They're in Auckland having a grand time while I'm here in Wellington, studying and working my ass as a farm boy. What am I to you, a slave? Sometimes I wonder, if I'm really your son!"
I kept on complaining, until one day, I stopped when I enjoyed being on the farm. I learned cattle and sheep raising, dairy farming and managing the whole farm.
But when I entered University to study mechanical engineering at the University of Auckland, I missed the farm terribly. I became so lonely and cried for days. I should be happy that I was with my family all the time.
But...
I could not relate with all my siblings. Edward who was two years my junior was too posh and arrogant. He had a superiority complex and would contradict me in every possible way. Skylar, the only girl, was five years younger than me, and she had her own world. A nerd who wanted to be alone all the time. Her twin, Troy was too hyperactive. He loved adventures and wanted to try new things all the time - including taking all forms of drugs.
While studying, dad started training me in running our airline business in Auckland. It was very overwhelming at first, too different from farming. Gradually, the training became more intensive and my responsibilities became bigger and bigger, until I graduated university where I had full hands on the business.
Now at the age of twenty nine, I took control of the airline business, while dad went back to Wellington with mom and managed the farm.......... You might like
WAR GOD
Abigail busayo
An overachieving Vera aspires to achieve success in Atlantic City, but her dreams hinge on marrying someone. She enters a three-year contract marriage with Ivan, who harbors a powerful secret. Unbeknownst to Vera, Ivan shields her from various threats to her life and even posing as an anonymous Angel investor to save her company from bankruptcy.
When their contract expires, Ivan resumes his responsibilities to lead a secret organization, seeking vengeance for a past war that shattered the group and claimed his lover's life. Meanwhile, Vera becomes entangled in the murder of her rival, Steve Anderson, which was orchestrated by Ivan.
Simultaneously, a visually impaired girl discovers her importance to the "new godsā ā a treacherous faction responsible for the war. As these events unfold, the characters' destinies intertwine, leading to a compelling story of power, secrets, and retribution.
My Brutal Alpha Mate
DÄra001
What in Godās name was that smell?
It wasnāt a bad smell, mused a slowly waking Taryn whose eyelids
were too heavy to lift. It sure didnāt belong in her bed though. Her sleep-
fogged brain was able to tell her three things. One, the smell was actually a
personās scent ā a most delicious scent; fresh pine, spring rain and cedar
wood. Two, the alluring scent belonged to a male. And three, that male was a
wolf shifter, just like her. Taryn Warner did not smuggle strange guys into
the pack house, even if they did smell delicious.
Forcing a droopy eye open, she peeked at the space beside her and was
able to confirm her suspicion that the mystery male was long gone. Swerving
her head ā which felt unnaturally heavy ā she peered at her alarm clock. Or,
at least, she would have done if it hadnāt done a disappearing act. Along with
her bedside table. And these silky sheets beneath her, she suddenly realized,
were not her sheets.
With a start, she sat up. And cursed. Nope, she wasnāt in her room. In
fact, she wasnāt even in her home. Scanning her surroundings warily, her
eyes widened in response to not only the luxury around her, but also the
realisation that she was inside what looked to be a freaking cave. A cave? 
