Books Like Is There A Narcissist In Your Life?

My best friend’s father pinned me against the door and fucked me raw while his daughter stood two feet away on the other side and I came so hard I almost screamed his name. I know I shouldn’t want him. Chandler Callahan is twice my age, filthy rich, and completely off-limits. He’s the man who destroyed his own family, the man I should hate… but the second he growls “Who's Daddy's good girl?” my pussy gets soaked like it was made for him. He doesn’t just fuck me. He owns me. I used to be dry. Broken. Humiliated by every guy who tried. Now I’m dripping, desperate, and addicted to the one man who can actually make me wet. But secrets this filthy don’t stay hidden forever. And when the truth comes out, it’s going to ruin us both. So tell me… Is it my fault I have daddy issues… …or is it his for turning me into his perfect little slut?

Selene was just eighteen when her life was rewritten. Pregnant, abandoned, and forced into a marriage of convenience, she carried another man’s child down the aisle—without the man she married ever knowing the truth. Years later, her marriage to Tom Harold is a cage of cold words and hollow promises. Doctors insist she’s infertile, his obsession with an heir grows, and the woman who once left him now wants her place back. Then Rowland returns. The only man Selene has ever loved. The father of her child. The one whose touch still ignites a fire she thought she’d buried. Now, every glance, every touch, every word between them becomes a battle of desire and restraint. Tom’s power and possessiveness clash with Rowland’s passion and memory of love, and Selene is trapped in a dangerous game where her heart and her daughter’s future hang in the balance. She must choose: protect the secret that shields her child—or risk everything for a love that never truly let her go. In a marriage built on lies, the most dangerous thing isn’t betrayal. It’s the truth.

“In psychology, every feeling differs in each other through stages, that’s why different terms are created from affection, attachment, lust, and love. My feeling for you is only pure affection, it was not lust nor love. Our attachment to each other is not that strong so we cannot assume there is love between us, even after our first sight. We’ve just met. I am uncertain about what I feel for you. Space from you is honestly what I need right now. My apologies but I cannot be with you.” It was professionally being an unprofessional story of a lover’s bump in a dump. Addictive that will surely proactive your nights. A book that will stick with you until the last pages, ages with a savage! Samantha De Vera a CEO of a fashion company is a single mother raising her twins, one with a post-traumatic condition. He can’t talk nor speak a single word, and because of him, she encountered the psycho- Psychologist Edward Liam Ackerman. With his childish acts, funny talking, and his familiar scent, he became close to her daughter and son. Sevi De Vera, wants her mother to find him a new father. Famous for being strict, arrogant, and a perfectionist person, she never finds anyone suited to her standard except her three-year-suitor David. In contrast, Sevi and Savana only want one man for their mother, her perfect opposite, Edward. How can he manage this pressure when he is already tied to someone else? Will this chunky, hunky, handsome psycho-psychologist will try to win her dumpy, grumpy heart?

Have you ever fallen in love with a man you should hate? Do you think it'll be wise to stick around this love, especially when it brings lots of challenges, but opens ways to new discoveries? Would it not be best to walk away, and lead a quiet life, rather than stick around this love? Disliked by her own mom, and sent away from home, Rebecca thought life would be miserable as she faces the challenges of fending for herself, but gets caught in the web of love with her boss, the same jerk she was supposed to hate. He was an arrogant, cold, and calculative rich jerk in her eyes, but he could go to any length just to secure the woman he loved. Can his love be strong enough to defend her endangered life? What if he doesn't succeed? Well, the only way to find out is by reading this book to unravel the risks and successes Rebecca had to face for loving the man she had wished to hate! 💕

Ivy's world is turned upside down when her luggage is mixed up with a man's at the airport - a man she comes to learn his name as Tarquin Brian Jones. He proposes a contract marriage, and Ivy is thrust into a new and complicated life. As their relationship develops and the tension between them grows, Ivy finds herself fighting to show Tarquin that she is more than he sees her. But with the presence of Tarquin's mistress and his sister, Morgan, who holds a grudge against her, Ivy is faced with difficult choices. Would she cling to hope that everything will change for her good or give up hope?

Shotgun marriage usually happens when there is an unintended pregnancy resulting in marriage in a hurry or enforced but... not in my case. "Desmond Cro'esnt, do you take this woman to be your wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, to honor her, to comfort her, and to keep her in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" I looked straight into Desmond's eyes. They are raven black and it does match his long, wavy black hair. "I do," he answered as he smiled innocently at me. Making himself look promising. Then, the priest turned to me. "Neiva Ariella Hillstone, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" I still can't believe that I'm going to marry this man. He looks happy, waiting for my answer. His white suit is making him look even kinder. The only witness we have here is the priest and his men in black suits, currently pointing a gun right into my head. "Time is running, Neiva. It's either you marry me or you die." His innocent smile turned into a devilish one. This suits him more because this is the real him. And that answered your question. My shotgun marriage happened to be the literal meaning of it. I closed my eyes and deeply breathed before answering, "I do." "You're mine now." He pulled me by my waist and pressed his lips against mine. I am now officially the wife of this Psychopath Billionaire Mafia Boss.