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"Don't move!" Coming home late from work, I was sneaking a shower in the shared bathroom of my rental when a warm body suddenly pressed up against me. His rough palm clamped over my mouth, pinning me against the cold tile. He held me there against the damp wall, his skin burning hot against my back as he let out a low, gravelly threat. "My guys are right outside. Just try and scream." Instead of panicking, I leaned back into him, shifting slightly. I tilted my head back and breathed softly into his ear. “So… you want everyone hear? I don't mind… we can give it a try.”

"Camille had only been heading to her grandma’s house because Gran couldn’t figure out her cable again, but she stumbles across the city’s notorious graffiti artist along the way. And now that she knows who the face behind the spray paint can is, she can’t seem to listen to her friends’ sage advice and follow the safe path, leaving well enough alone. She’s determined to coax Black Crimson into agreeing to an exclusive interview so she can become the famous newspaper journalist she’s always wanted to be. But in this contemporary twist to the Little Red Riding Hood fable, our red-headed heroine learns just how dangerous talking to strangers can be...to her heart. "

Blurb My father paid a hockey god to be my babysitter. Now he's the one I need saving from. Rule #1: Don't fall for the man your father is paying to watch you. I never was good with rules. When Coach Hartwell hired his star player, Ray Collins, to be my secret shadow, he thought he was protecting his "naive" daughter from the party scene. He didn't know Ray would become my obsession. Ray is arrogant, possessive, and everything I swore to hate. But when my picture-perfect world shatters, he's the only one who shows up. His hands are meant to report my every move. Instead, they trace secrets on my skin. This was a business transaction. Cash for protection. But you can't put a price on the way he looks at me or the way my heart races knowing every touch is a lie we're both choosing to believe.

Riley thought stealing from a billionaire would be her biggest mistake. She was wrong. The real mistake was trusting her partner. Left behind with empty hands and a target on her back, Riley is dragged into the world of the man she tried to rob, a billionaire who doesn’t forgive, doesn’t forget… and doesn’t let things go. Now trapped under his roof as both captive and servant, Riley quickly learns he’s far more dangerous up close. Cold. Calculating. Addictive. Because the more she fights him, the more he seems to want her. And the more she hates him… the harder it is to ignore the way he looks at her like she already belongs to him. In a game built on betrayal, Riley has one rule: survive. But falling for the man she stole from? That might be the one mistake she doesn’t walk away from.

I have never been so certain about my sexuality, it has always been a spectrum for me. But with the arrival of our neighbors and most especially just Annie Who happens to enroll in same school as me .. God!! I can't help but will affirm the truth that am actually gay. Yes I'm gay and am in love with this girl .. it was a love at first sight , and I can't just help but I want to spend every minutes of my life glancing at her face . She is the most gorgeous and most beautiful being I have ever set my eyes on Her electric blue-eyes just suits her perfectly. Am so nervous right now, am about to ask this girl that has changed my heart beat, out on a date and I hope and pray that I don't f**t it up. **So help me God ! I really love this girl so much

My daughter, Elise Dolton, got sick, so I rushed over to take care of her. The moment I stepped inside, a rotten stench hit me right in the face, so I offered to help clean the place up. Her roommates' faces dropped right away. "What smell, Mrs. Dolton? The place is fine." "If you think it's such a dump, then have Elise move out. Don't come in here acting like you're better than all of us. We're not putting up with that!" Even Elise shoved me impatiently. "If you’re here to visit, then just act like it. Stop making a scene and embarrassing me, okay?” They were all college roommates, splitting rent on a run-down unit in an old complex. When I went in, I noticed them gathered around a pot of spicy stew. The room was thick with steam and smoke, but it still couldn't cover that awful stench. Strangely, none of them seemed to notice it. Had something gone wrong with my sense of smell? That night, the smell was so overwhelming that I couldn't fall asleep. In the end, I realized the odor was coming from Elise herself. I hurried her into the bathroom and scrubbed her down over and over, but the smell didn't fade at all. It stayed just as strong. With no other option, I called a cleaner, planning to disinfect the entire place inside and out. But Elise's roommates felt offended and started arguing with me. In the chaos, someone shoved me. My temple slammed into the sharp corner of the coffee table, and I died on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment I first walked through the door. The stench rushed at me all over again...