Is Creations

Caryl Milton

Nicola Rhead

Will These Bitter Enemies End Their Families Feud by joining together?- FreyaMaxim Ivankov is the devil incarnate.With the fierce blood of Mongolian conquerors running through his veins he is pitiless.From the time I was a child, I knew he was my enemy, and I have always hated him with a shocking intensity. Now my father wants me to marry him.I cannot say no to my father. No one says no to him, not if they wish to live.I may be his daughter, but his honor is more important than my life.So I will marry that heartless brute.Yes, he is beautiful, with piercing blue eyes and raven black hair, but I will not bend to him. I will not share his bed, and I will not bear him children.Our marriage will be more barren than the wild landscapes his ancestors rode across when they came to conquer our lands.Maxim.I have watched her from afar for many, many years. Those flame colored locks tumbling down her delicate shoulders, that creamy-white neck when it is stretched and exposed.I have imagined how it will feel when she offers herself to me and I am inside her.She despises me, but now she will bear my name and be mine.I will make her call my name.I will make her get on her pretty, little knees and beg me to take her.I will be her last thought when she goes to sleep and the first when her eyes open.I will fill her belly with my seed.A Standalone Full Length Enemies to Lovers Romance.

With This Ring

I. S. Creations

Brett King, Billionaire. Yeah, that's me. Once, I had everything: power, looks, fame, an obscene amount of money, a trophy wife, and a beautiful little boy. Then, in a blink of an eye my enviable life was taken away. I was left with nothing except my dirty money and my heart of stone. I looked in the mirror and could not recognize myself. God had a sense of humor. I was ugly inside and now I was ugly outside too. It was divine justice. I retreated to my castle in Wales and allowed no one to come face to face with me. My staff carried out my instructions and asked no questions. The only thing left to me was to acquire more money that I would never spend. The months passed and I grew accustomed to my isolation. As I roamed about alone I even began to appreciate the darkness of my life. I lost interest in the world outside the thick walls of my castle. Nothing held any interest for me anymore. Until she came. Charlotte Conrad, the nanny. At the end of every evening we communicated through the intercom system. She kept me informed about the progress she was making with my son, Zachary. I was just an employer listening to his employee, but slowly, insidiously, I began to imagine her young body; soft and sensuous against mine. I wanted to take her. I wanted to hear her talk dirty to me. I wanted her to unleash the wild, unrestrained animal that was lurking inside me. I was becoming addicted ...

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