Doc Hudson X Lightning Mcqueen Novels & Stories

'Fierce, hun? I like it that. It makes me want you more" Richie stated and that brought cold shivers down her spine. "Not again"she thought. ***** As far as Kate could remember, she has always been working as a s*x slave for Lord Gordon. Tired and frustrated, she attempted to commit suicide. She was saved by Richie and for a moment, she thought her pains were gone. Only to find out he was only after her body. She became a sex slave once again. Would she escape the life she has always hated? Or end up falling for the man? You can follow on Facebook @ Booksby K Thurah for more updates on my books~

Chance takes another drink of beer and points his finger at Alex. "I bet you can't." Alex doesn't understand why they think it is such a big deal. He can go without s*x if he wanted to. He just doesn't want to. What is so wrong with that? They should be thankful. It keeps him entertained and relaxed. Alex points his finger back at him. "I bet I can." Will Alex find it as easy as he thinks it will be to win the bet? Or will he run into some obstacles along the way? One of which is a tan muscular man who is willing to help Alex with whatever Alex needs, but is the man's help to win the bet or to win Alex?

Werewolves? Werewolves weren't real right? Leah Wilson is thrust into a world she didn't know existed. Moving from her home in Florida and setting up a new life in Texas with her gran things aren't all what they seem. Throw two witty bestfriends and a hot Alpha male into the mix and watch how it all unfolds. Leah is human but instantly feels a connection to Jake! She doesn't understand why but she knows something doesn't add up. Follow her journey and watch how her life begins to change in front of her eyes. Jake - arrogant, aggressive, maybe a little bit of an asshole! This story will contain s*x scenes and swearing.

Timothy Holden, is the heir to the Holden empire group, a family conglomerate business. Timothy has a rude personality, he was a womanizer until he meets a girl and have one night stand with her. Jennifer Hudson is a high school student and stays all alone with the feeling of being abandoned by her parents. Jennifer and her best friend, Edward Duke Snowden, the heir of Snowden's enterprise, stays by her side while hiding his true identity. Jennifer gets caught in a love triangle with Timothy Holden who comes to her school, pretending a Math teacher, and her best friend Edward Duke Snowden. The spell of the love triangle between them got broken when Edward was achieving success after taking over the family business and he meets an art gallery curator, Vanessa Frost, and their personalities clashes. What will happen when these four people meet again with the different types of personalities and wrong circumstances? Can romance survive between haves and have-nots? {The book is not edited, might encounter some spelling mistakes and grammatical mistakes.) INSTAGRAM:- elixir_author Gmail:- amritkashyap231999@gmail.com

Two of New York’s most powerful Cosa Nostra dons, Vincent Luciano and Nick Valentino, made a brutal wager over me. The terms were simple: whoever won my heart first would win the right to marry Seraphina Moretti, the sole heir to the Moretti crime syndicate. The ruthless Vincent swept me into his Fifth Avenue penthouse, lavishing me with luxuries all of New York would kill for. Cold, reserved Nick played the lovesick fool, kneeling beneath the moonlight over the Hudson to swear he’d give me a safe life, free from this world’s bloodshed and chaos. I said yes. But the second we stepped into Vincent’s oak-paneled study, Nick’s warmth turned frigid. “Vincent, we had a deal. I’ve won the Moretti marriage.” In my past life, I was discarded by both men, betrayed by my family, and left to die of a forced heroin overdose. Now I’ve been reborn. And this time, I still said yes to Nick’s proposal... But everything would be totally different.

Maria Hudson, a twenty three years old writer in New York. Jake Adrian Vance, twenty seven years old and One of the youngest Billionaire's in New York. It was just a one night stand, she wasn't supposed to get pregnant, but she did. I guess the stars did not align in her favour. ~~~~~ "When were you going to tell me, you are pregnant." Even though I have not heard him talk a lot of times I knew that voice. ~~~~~ "You are good with words, I will give you that. But I don't think I need to remind you that it's our unborn child binding us together and that does not mean we should be together together." "Why not?" He asked as he took the first bite of his cake. "Because." "'Because?" He promoted. "Because I am not attracted to you." I rolled my eyes at him. "You think?" "I know so." "Let's find out, shall we?" He smirked at me as he stared at me and then placed his plate of chocolate cake on a table.

Emily Hart has one goal: save her late mother's bakery and open a pastry shop of her own before she turns twenty five. She has never wanted anything from the Whitfield family beyond their weekly order of croissants. Then her father tells her the truth he has hidden for years. He owes the Whitfield family trust a debt so large it will cost them the bakery within the month, unless Emily agrees to something that sounds impossible. Marry Nathaniel Whitfield, the coldest, most unreachable man in Manhattan, for one year. Nathaniel does not want a wife. He wants control of the company his grandfather built, and his grandmother's will has strapped that control to a wedding ring with a thirty day deadline. Every candidate his assistant has vetted wants his money, his name, or his photograph on their arm. Emily Hart wants none of it. She looks at him like he is a person and not a headline, and that terrifies him more than the deadline does. What begins as a transaction, a signature, a rushed courthouse wedding that makes Emily a billionaire's wife overnight, becomes something neither of them planned for. Small kindnesses. A shared umbrella. An accidental‌ laugh in the back of a car. But​ Nathaniel⁠'s ex fia‌ncee Vanessa has not forgotten what she lost, and she is n​ot finish​ed trying t⁠o ta‍k⁠e it back, this time by an​y means necessary. Meanwhile Emi‌ly⁠'s st‌ubbor‌n independen⁠ce and Na‌thaniel's instinct to control everything around him collide again and again, each f⁠ight peeli⁠ng back one more layer of the wa‌lls both of them built. ‍As the year draws on,‍ secrets buried in‌ both​ families start to surface.‌ A‍ hid‌den cla‌use in Eleanor's will. A doc​ument V‍anessa st​i​l‌l h⁠as.

Victor murmured 'Happy Birthday Misha' as he fed me a small piece of cake. Wait! Why was he sounding so husky all of a sudden? Stop it! As usual, I was imagining things. I shook my head as I sliced a piece of cake with cherry and tried to feed him. But the icing was soft, and the cake began to slip away from my fingers. Victor grabbed my hand...(Oh my! I will remember this day forever!)... Closed his mouth around the cake and my fingers! And a hot rush which started somewhere in my core began to spread inside with lightning speed and I felt my cheeks burn. His mouth was so warm and his lips, they were everything I imagined them to be, and more. My lips parted as I watched him close his eyes and lick my fingers. There was something so sensual and possessive about it that I began to wonder the same thing all over again. Does Mr Popular and youngest pilot from his academy, Victor Matthews finally got a clue that I have been secretly in love with him all these years?

"I’ld love to see the expression on your face when I successfully trap you, taunt you and make you beg till you break." I whispered pinning Matteo to the wall. “And I’d love to see you try,” he shot back, struggling against me. I didn’t let him. He thought being older meant he had the upper hand. He was wrong. ~ ~ ~ ~ Matteo Hudson was Rowan’s first mistake, the coach who crossed a line he should never have touched, then walked away like it meant nothing. Now he’s colder, stricter, and determined to pretend it never happened… but Rowan remembers everything. Every look, every moment, every time Matteo lost control. And he refuses to be the only one carrying it. What starts as tension on the court quickly turns into something messier and impossible to ignore. Matteo keeps his distance, but Rowan pushes harder, forcing the past back to the surface. Because whatever they had didn’t end—it just got buried. And the deeper Matteo tries to hide it, the more Rowan makes sure it resurfaces.

On the day of my wedding, I waited on the stage for six long hours with the wedding ring in my hand. The bride never came. Instead, I was greeted with the sight of my older sister's bloodied corpse. To make things worse, my wife, Winona Graham, was the one who defended the murderer in the court. I demanded answers from Winona like a madman, only to be locked up in an oven that was toggled to 200 degrees Fahrenheit by her. "Are you done, Arthur? It's Annabelle's own fault that she died in the first place! This has nothing to do with Hudson at all! He has just started his life as a young adult, and I won't let you ruin his life! "Just sit here and reflect on yourself! The moment you decide to sign the Letter of Understanding is the moment I'll get someone here to free you from the oven!" After that, I was trapped in the oven for 12 hours, resulting in my death from getting burned alive. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Winona throws the Letter of Understanding in my face.