Resisting Boundaries
~ A psychic with the ability to know your darkest secrets and fate has learnt to be hidden and isolated. Till she meets the one human that is resistant to her will and for a split moment she finds peace and maybe love alongside a broken heart.
~ A ruthless billionaire has everything he desires, in the day time. But in the night, when he dreams of a goddess, he is left lost and empty. He hires an escort to soothe his loneliness but for a CEO that always gets what he desires, he is caught up in his own mind games and what he wants drifts from what he truly desires.
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"Tell me, when I fuck you, how loud will you scream?" His breathe brushed her throbbing neck, she was tempted to touch him.
"As loud as you wish sir." He groaned in irritation.
"I have seen the fire in your eyes, why hide it now?" Idris glared through her soul then he chuckled almost like a pleased predator, "have you ever been to the opera?"
"Yes." Her pussy was burning and soaked, her nipples were impatient and her lips desired what he offered, but Joanna hid her arousal quite well, her eyes challenged his and her shoulders stood proud.
"That's how loud I'll make you beg." In between his scorching promise, he made a delicious journey with his fingers passed her short gown and her lace pants into her damp folds, slowly and seductively, drawing a starved moan from her lips. "No need to hide darling I can smell your need and no matter how much obstacle you create, I'll own you. Every inch of you." Then he added another digit, deeper and drove her wild.
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Chapter: Chapter Three Antonio's vision did a slow burn towards the magnificent pool at the backyard of his mansion. He sat in a large balcony, alone with a glass of scotch. It wasn't the pool that attracted the wealthy man in his late fifties, it was the creature that used her voluptuous physique like a paint brush in the water, each stroke was like art under the sun. Delicate and celestial under the sun, the angelic female was as bewitching as she was divine. Her dark skin masked the sunlight and radiated with it. Wild hair in the water, she came to the edge and with a stride made for only the sirens, she stepped out of the pool and covered her derriere with a towel and took another to dry her hair. Her full, peachy breast from her swimsuit was the only pleasure of sight Antonio got. He took a drink from his glass, his eyes still on her like she would disappear if he blinked. Then he left his exquisite balcony to greet his house guest and most prized position at the moment.
Last Updated: 2021-09-15
Chapter: Chapter Two"I don't pay you to tell me what isn't possible. Either you get the deal closed or you're done." Shane met his father behind his large brown wooden desk, his hand firm on the arm of his larger chair and the other squeezing the cells out of his phone. He swore loudly and flung his phone on the desk. It landed on the right side of a photograph of him and Felicia. "Father." Shane moved to take a seat opposite his old man who could still spit fire like a dragon. Mark glanced at his son. Indeed he was proud of the clay he had moulded, into a powerful presence. He offered a glass of red wine to his exact replica who accepted then he began to pace. "That was about Omega, that deal is the one move that is capable to making the company a fucking bedrock for eternity. Someone is giving out information we don't have." He stopped
Last Updated: 2021-07-08
Chapter: Chapter One The Mundane club was exclusive for one reason only, the secrets of the eligible were to the grave, never to be told in any form. In the busy, sleek and chaotic streets of New York, the esteemed club stood tall, underground. Its disguise was a luscious club, known for its top notch entertainment. No one ever suspected another layer of seduction and pleasure underneath. The club was run by a ghost, nobody could boldly say who the owner was. So when he strode in, right in the middle of a birthday bash with every male and female stripper serving fantasies on a platter. His bulky shoulders, chiseled arms and adoring chest moved with a finesse that wasn't missed, instead it hit every feminine appeal and some masculine but to them he was just another billionaire moving through the crowd.Yet the predator was unbothered, although very aware of his allure, it was a flaw he had come
Last Updated: 2021-06-18
Chapter: Prologue "But baby I miss you, you promised me you'd come over this week." Idris winced at the long-drawn and high-pitched voice from his phone which was on speaker. Then he rolled his eyes, his thumbs kept assaulting the game pad. "Idris, are you not hearing me? Idris?" There was movement on the other end, she was obviously searching for a spot for better signal. Idris pinched his nose then sighed, "I can hear you Ronke, I can't come because I have to do some stuffs with my mom." "Are you sure?" Idris raised his eye brow and glared at his phone, irritated. He returned to his game but Ronke was being a bother. "Or is it the sex? Was it bad?" "Jesus!" He scooped his phone and took it off speaker, anyone from his family could be eavesdroppin
Last Updated: 2021-06-10
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-EightThis must be another nightmare.I thought I had misheard him.The silence around each second expanded, and nobody moved to fill it.Skylar had gone very still against the wall.Several guards had glanced toward Damon with the instinct of people checking whether the thing they were witnessing was about to require them to do something.Slade continued before anyone could interrupt.Somehow, I found it hard to breathe.He offered details. Small, specific. A river with a particular bend. A village set into the hillside. A field of yellow flowers that apparently appeared every spring on the slope above the houses.None of that awakened my memory. I simply stared, frozen.He went on.A colour I had supposedly loved as a child.A scar near my left shoulder that he described vividly.A nickname. Two words. Soft. The kind of name someone gives a child they are fond of.I pressed my fingers together at my sides and tried to feel something.Recognition. A surface memory. Anything at all.Nothing
Last Updated: 2026-06-05
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-SevenThe morning felt steady for the first time in weeks. Birds chirping, wind howling softly against a sunny day. If I were a day old, I’d say this was a lovely day. But I wasn’t and every day I remained in Silvercrest was a day of survival and far from lovely.Reports and supply disputes and patrol schedules had Skylar across the table from me. A cup of tonic in her hand and a clipboard in the other. She delivered on the pack bureaucracy that made the endless paperwork almost bearable.“This enforcer,” she said, holding up a report without looking at me, “has filed a complaint about the eastern rotation for the fourth consecutive week.”“Is he wrong?”“He’s completely right. That’s what’s annoying about it.” She set it down. “Write the adjustment.”I wrote the adjustment.The morning continued just like this. And honestly, it was my favorite part of the day. Spending time with Skylar and being useful.I threw myself into it with the focused energy of someone using work to avoid thinki
Last Updated: 2026-06-04
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-SixDamon’s study was dark, except for the fire casting shadows against the walls.He removed his jacket, set it aside, and stood at the desk for a moment. Silence settled around him. His wolf preferred the thought of hazel eyes and ebony, wild hair. He preferred war.Lately, his wolf won.Pulling his fingers through his hair, he paced and shoved his fingers deep into the roots until his hair was wild again.Why did she question everything? He kept pacing.And why did he tolerate it? After minutes of trying to cage the forbidden thoughts that had tormented him for weeks, he paused. A thundering sound dragged through his chest.The pain in his ribs registered properly for the first time since the confrontation in the eastern corridor. Someone had tried something small and fast during the political banter. Thankfully, Aurora had excused herself to use the ladies’ room. For some reason he didn’t want her around… violence. He chuckled suddenly, as he poured himself a drink. If you reall
Last Updated: 2026-05-30
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-FiveThe journey back was quiet, at first. Just the dark road and the sound of the vehicle moving through it and the wind blowing against the wheels and windows. I leaned my head back against the seat and looked at the ceiling, allowing myself to be tired for the first time since morning.Outside, the trees swayed in the dark. The estate’s silver banners had disappeared behind us long ago. Silvercrest was still an hour away.The silence stretched. Heavy with the weight of everything the evening had asked of both of us.It made me wonder about the man sitting in front of me. Despite the distance he kept between us, he seemed to fill every corner of the car. He looked absolutely terrific in formal suits. His usually untamed hair had been pushed back neatly, exposing more of his blue eyes. There was something unearthly in them. It made me want to know what he was thinking. I tried to focus on the trees, but it was impossible to. Each second made the space between us smaller. If I focused
Last Updated: 2026-05-26
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-FourWe arrived at the estate faster than I had expected. Apparently, it was one of Damon’s family estates, and I saw immediately why it had been chosen for the gathering of the most powerful alphas.It was built to make everyone feel the same thing.Small.Ancient stone, the colour of something that had been standing long before any of the packs currently existed. Towers at each corner, silver banners hanging from the highest points — neutral territory’s mark, belonging to no pack, claiming no allegiance. Guards at every visible entrance from at least four different packs, identifiable by their insignia, moving around each other with the professional courtesy of people who had been told to cooperate and were doing so ruefully.The estate’s windows were lit. Even from the road I could hear the gathering, many powerful people in formal proximity, conversation layered over conversation, the clink of glass, the undertone of politics dressed as pleasantry.We arrived late.Every eye watched
Last Updated: 2026-05-23
Chapter: Chapter Thirty-ThreeThere was a shift in the air the next morning. The alpha’s home came more alive. Every corridor drifted with a new urgency, servants carrying things from one room to another, guards rotating more frequently at each wing. Documents were being sealed and organised in the study. Travel arrangements discussed in voices just low enough to be official.It seemed the whole pack was preparing to be seen.And I was a part of the preparation that required the most work.Caia arrived at my quarters before I had finished breakfast.She came with two assistants and an armful of ceremonial garments. Her expression belonged to someone assigned a task beneath them.“We have two hours,” she began, setting the garments across the chair with precise hands. “The other Lunas will have been preparing for gatherings like this their entire lives. We don’t have the advantage of time so we’ll have to be efficient.”We?As though we were in this together, I thought. Annoyed. Then I set down my cup, stood, and
Last Updated: 2026-05-23
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