BFJ
BFJ's Books(3)
Cold And Inhuman
Romance "You whore!" A masculine voice.
"You philanderer!" A feminine voice with a very different accent.
"You're a silly piece of woman! I don't know the reason why I fucking married you. You bundle of bad luck!" He bellowed.
"Oh yeah?, You're a poor excuse for a man. My only mistake is that it took me till, after sprouting *I do* to realize that I'm marrying my fellow woman.! Following him all the way from Italy to Nigeria!"She smirked and spit on the floor. Her english accent a little different than usual.
"I'll kill you in this house!" He bellowed as he charged straight to the woman who shot out of the seat to grab the nearest weapon but the man was faster, he grabbed her and started beating her up like his personal punching bag.
The little boy stood at the door and watched his parents go about their daily routine. The twelve-year-old boy with dark curly hair and deep blue eyes, didn't know what to do, he was filled with terror, tears spilled from his eyes.
Somehow, he's getting the feeling that today's gonna stand out from every other day.
He stood in the shadows, just watching and crying. If he speaks out loud, they'll remember him and his father will beat him also.
No one remembers him. Not unless they want to beat him too. Or say so many bad things about him.
Then he saw the blow, heard the awful sound. The blow that made a difference. The blow that made that day stand out from every other day.
His mom stopped screaming, she laid there on the floor, staring into nothingness. Dead.
"Gia." His dad paused mid-beating.
No answer.
"Gianna!" He patted her white arms turned red from being beaten.
Not even a blink of her deep blue eyes.
Terror filled the little boy's system, a sound escaped his mouth, drawing the man's attention.
"Oops. I've forgotten about you." He said to the little boy. He stared at his deep blue frightened eyes.....his mother's eyes.
"Mom's dead..." The little boy said in a tiny voice.
The man looked down at the lifeless white woman, tilt his head, "Seems like it." He looked at the boy with an eye filled with menace. "You'll pretend you didn't see a thing. You'll......"
The siren rang outside. The police men had arrived and the little boy already knew that it's the neighbors that called them as usual to arrest his parents for disturbing the public.
"OH no, no, no. Holy shit!" His dad's eyes filled with panic as he tried to bundle his mom's lifeless body and hide her under the dinning table, but it was too late. The police entered the house.
He watched as the policemen pointed their guns on his father. He watched as his father raised his hands in surrender. He watched as they took his father away.
He remained hidden, his blue eyes returning to the woman who laid on the floor, with eyes as blue as his. She was staring right at him.
Finally, she sees him. Only in death, did she really see him.
Something died in that little boy that day.
Replaced with bitterness. The Occurence Of The Blue Moon
Werewolf You whore!" A masculine voice.
"You philanderer!" A feminine voice with a very different accent.
"You're a silly piece of woman! I don't know the reason why I fucking married you. You bundle of bad luck!" He bellowed.
"Oh yeah?, You're a poor excuse for a man. My only mistake is that it took me till, after sprouting *I do* to realize that I'm marrying my fellow woman.! Following him all the way from Italy to Nigeria!"She smirked and spit on the floor. Her english accent a little different than usual.
"I'll kill you in this house!" He bellowed as he charged straight to the woman who shot out of the seat to grab the nearest weapon but the man was faster, he grabbed her and started beating her up like his personal punching bag.
The little boy stood at the door and watched his parents go about their daily routine. The twelve-year-old boy with dark curly hair and deep blue eyes, didn't know what to do, he was filled with terror, tears spilled from his eyes.
Somehow, he's getting the feeling that today's gonna stand out from every other day.
He stood in the shadows, just watching and crying. If he speaks out loud, they'll remember him and his father will beat him also.
No one remembers him. Not unless they want to beat him too. Or say so many bad things about him.
Then he saw the blow, heard the awful sound. The blow that made a difference. The blow that made that day stand out from every other day.
His mom stopped screaming, she laid there on the floor, staring into nothingness. Dead.
"Gia." His dad paused mid-beating.
No answer.
"Gianna!" He patted her white arms turned red from being beaten.
Not even a blink of her deep blue eyes.
Terror filled the little boy's system, a sound escaped his mouth, drawing the man's attention.
"Oops. I've forgotten about you." He said to the little boy. He stared at his deep blue frightened eyes.....his mother's eyes.
"Mom's dead..." The little boy said in a tiny voice.
The man looked down at the lifeless white woman, tilt his head, "Seems like it." He looked at the boy with an eye filled with menace. "You'll pretend you didn't see a thing. You'll......"
The siren rang outside. The police men had arrived and the little boy already knew that it's the neighbors that called them as usual to arrest his parents for disturbing the public.
"OH no, no, no. Holy shit!" His dad's eyes filled with panic as he tried to bundle his mom's lifeless body and hide her under the dinning table, but it was too late. The police entered the house.
He watched as the policemen pointed their guns on his father. He watched as his father raised his hands in surrender. He watched as they took his father away.
He remained hidden, his blue eyes returning to the woman who laid on the floor, with eyes as blue as his. She was staring right at him.
Finally, she sees him. Only in death, did she really see him.
Something died in that little boy that day.
Replaced with bitterness. BLOOD LIVES HERE
Young Adult She is so scared of life itself, people call her a weirdo, she’s sick; she’s epileptic, she doesn’t even have a friend as everybody seem to be against her.
The only place she finds solace is in a story she writes, she loves it because that is where she finds control, the only thing that obeys her command anytime, any day.
Then out of the blues, her story begins to haunt her. She could be hallucinating, but it seemed so real.
The worst part is that every of the characters in her story want her to themselves, they are powerful, mysterious, wealthy, strong, connected and blood thirsty.
Lurking in the darkness was her fears, and out of it came the most hideous of all her characters. Looking her straight in the eye he said, ”welcome to our world, BLOOD LIVES HERE!”...
You don’t wanna miss this action/crime thriller… Silence, Suspense, Love, Guilt, Betrayal, BLOOD… You might like
RAPED BY A PLAYBOY
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“ Excuse me guys ,,I will be back . I want to use the restroom,,poppy said standing up ..she walked towards the corridor leading to the restroom..
She felt her throat getting sour ..and she was also feeling tipsy ..,,the feeling isn't something to be ignored..
“ Gosh ! Why am I feeling so uncomfortable? My body aches !! She complained rushing into one of the rooms in the studio..
She rushed into the room but forgot to lock the door,,she started throwing off her clothes due to bad her body was aching..
Clifford let out a smick throwing a bundle of cash at one of the staffs ..
“ Hope you did a clean job ,,, because I wouldn't want any mistakes.. Clifford jibbed giggling silliy.
“ Yes sir ,,she left for the room Already,,am sure by now she would be feeling horny ! The female staff said flirting...
“ It should better go as planned else ! You won't like what I would do to you ! He said strictly before storming off to the room to meet poppy ..
Clifford opened the room only to meet poppy naked on the bed groning in pain ..
“ What are you doing here ?? I never asked you to come in ! Poppy said covering herself with the durvet..
“ Not like you have an option now ,,you need my help else ,,,you and I knows what is going to happen! Clifford said with a silly scoff.
“ What do you mean ?? She asked trying to keep her heavy lid opened,,she was feeling very dizzy,,she couldn't take it any longer,,she fainted...
“ Have been waiting for this day for ages ..now let me see how you are to escape from me after tonight,,he mouthed with a grin..
Slowly,,he threw off his dress and joined her on the bed ..and just ,,like that ,,
Few minutes later her sleepish moan covered the whole room ....
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Poopy brown a twenty years old college girl ,,, a singer ,,dancer ,, and also a model ..
She's a perfect defination of perfection..she cute ,,tall with sexy curves ,,, deep blue eyes,and a small lips ,, giving her a killer look ..her long flawless legs were some of the things that made her fans adore her ,,
She goes by the stage name baby doll cos of her childish but killer look..,,she is the leader of the “DOLLS ” the biggest girls band in LA made up of four girls ..
She's a complete brat ,, apology is not in her dairy..
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Clifford Dior,, he is considered the most handsome guy on planet ,,,he is tall ,,cute ,, handsome with a golden eyes..
He is rude ,,, arrogant,,and he is considered to be the guy after anything under skirt ...
He is a dancer ,,a singer,,and also a model ..he is the leader of the “ DREAMERS ” the biggest boys band in LA ..made up of four boys
A Playboy and a complete freak
He attends MUSIC ACADEMY! Just like poppy and the rest of the bands ,,,
What happens when poppy wakes up one morning and realize that her dignity has been taken in the worst way ever ??
What happens when poppy finds out that she is pregnant for the guy she hated most ,,?
Will she keep the baby ?
What happens when Clifford willingly accepts to marry her even after knowing that she doesnt love him ?
Will she ever forgive him and give him a chance ??
Do you think there is more to the rape or Clifford raped her on his own accord.??
What do you think happened between them that made him rape her ..?
Will she ever reciprocate his love ??
Find out the answers in this romance filled story.. The nanny's summer
irene lamai Joy, a young girl who longs for love and a stable home life, is at odds with her father and resentful of her new nanny. Beatrice, a kind-hearted university student seeking a summer job, steps in to care for Joy and brings a ray of hope to their household. But when Joy's estranged mother returns and Beatrice finds herself caught in a love triangle with George, Joy's father, and his best friend Joel, tensions rise and relationships are put to the test. As the secrets and betrayals come to light, Beatrice must decide if she can forgive and move forward, or if it's time to leave the past behind. "The Nanny's Summer" is a heartwarming story of family, love, and the power of forgiveness.
Arrest Me, My Love
TheUnluckyMe19 Love is what keeps us continue living and fight the suffering, anger, and futility that rules this world. Is about trust, and many more to mention. One word but it can make you feel different emotions. It's also about sacrifice if you don't sacrifice it can't be called love if you're not hurt you don't love. With every wrong decision you make, there is an affiliate waiting for you.
This novel is about love and surrender or sacrifice and revenge, one wrong decision can ruin everything, many definitions of love but only one is sure love is so powerful. Do I have to choose, justice in the death of my parent? Or the person I love the most, the person who made me feel the true meaning of love, the person who made my heart beat so darn fast? Which of the two is the right decision? Is "Love." Enough to set him free? Will you choose him to blind you from the truth just to save the person you love? Or will you choose to be imprisoned him to remove the conscience that is building in your heart?
I also didn't know why it seems like I was trapped in the shadows of reality.
If you think imprisoning me will calm you down then Arrest Me, My Love.
THE HEIR HE NEVER KNEW
Eleanor Smith Power, wealth, and control are the driving forces in Rasmus Dahlgren's world, but they are all powerless to stop his dying grandfather from giving him an Ultimatum: get married and have a child within a year, or else you will lose everything and I'll hand it over to your cousin. Rasmus makes a bargain with Natalie Sandstrom, a poor single mother, in an attempt to protect the family riches and inheritance. He proposed a one year agreement with Natalie, have one child, no affection and I'll give you financial security in return.
Natalie accepts his proposal despite her secrets, a hidden past life and the fact that she is unable to conceive after Elliot's birth. Rasmus is pulled to Natalie and her son as their arrangement makes it difficult to distinguish between business and emotion. He never imagined that things could turn around so quickly.
However, as the one year contract draws to a close a startling revelation surfaces: he finds out he is the father of her child from a forgotten one-night stand seven years ago.
In order to recover the love he never believed he wanted, Rasmus must now face the mysteries and betrayals that tie them both before it's too late.
The Ruthless Billionaire CEO Revenge Contract
Anthony Chimex Why are you doing this? What did I ever do to you? Amaya yelled, tears streaming from her eyes. Standing beside the window, Rylan Delacroix grinned friguously. Your presence. "The crime you committed is being your father's daughter," he said, his eyes gleaming with delight.
How could that be a crime? Amaya murmured, pain tearing through her voice.
Rylan's face darkened. "Your father is just paying the cost; you owe me. "Don't complain."
She said nothing, but he expected a reply. Rylan grabbed her hair and pulled her near as she glided in. "Amaya, you cannot die now. Just now is the beginning.
Blinded by retribution, Rylan uses Amaya to suffer for her father's transgressions. Still, he falls for her anywhere along the road. She betrays him just when he releases his resentment. She was his wife, his possession, one minute. She disappeared then, standing next another man, severing his universe. His might, his riches, all he created broke. He is now once more seeking retribution, a struggle with the lady he loves.
Was Rylan naive to a more dishonesty, or did Amaya actually betray him?