Elria Cortez
Elria Cortez 's Books(6)
Mending the Shadow
Short stories With a hurtful look, she continued to watch Ken, as he watched Yuki.
How long will she continue watching him as he watched her from afar?
“Ken, please allow me to be with you.” Her voice was pleading, but his eyes were impassive. She tried one more time, “I love you.”
He stared at her, his blue eyes turning bluer at that moment, “Kana, I don’t have the heart to love you back.”
He walked away, and she was left behind looking at his retreating shadow.
With a defiant glare, she promised upon herself that no matter how he will push her away, she will chase after him. She knows that she’s the only one who can mend his broken heart. Breaking the Ice
Short stories “I am here to give birth to your child, Mr. Iguchi. When my ovulation period is on its peak, I will let you know so we can have sex.”
The cold, monotonous, and serious tone of Yuki Nakamura as she said those words to Eto Iguchi left him speechless.
She is indeed attractive, and as a man, Eto was attracted to her at first sight. But her cold demeanor and uninterested glances she gave him made him unable to fathom her.
He just turned 40, and his life as a man has just started. How could he have a warm romance with his wife who is as cold as ice? If he cannot find a way to break the ice, their lives might be broken.
As Eto tried to get to know Yuki as much as he could, he realized that he was just seeing the tip of the iceberg.
Sometimes, marriage is not the end of a love story. It is when a true love story begins – Elria. Fateful Destiny
Short stories “Hiro, I’m not lying, please believe me!”
Ivy did not care about anybody else’s opinion of her, she only care about Hiro’s. He looked at her, disdain in his eyes. She felt her heart was torn into pieces. What did she ever do to deserve this?
She bore him a child, but he denied it. Even her own father was not able to believe her. When all the evidence points out that she cheated on him, how would she be able to win his love back?
“From now on, you will not get out of this house. You will only wait for me to come to you, as you owe me your heart, your body, and your soul. You will pleasure me until I get tired of you.” He said all the words slowly and deliberately, each word filled with vile meaning. It made her choke on her own tears, as she gradually accepted her fate. Fateful Encounter
Short stories Their first encounter was on a plane, but she was not aware. Then the second time they met, Ivy became a language tutor to Hiro, a rich and handsome Japanese businessman. Their encounter was not nice at the beginning, but their attraction to each other blossomed into a beautiful romance.
It was an unregistered number and after a moment of hesitation, she answered it.
“Yes?”
“Come down in five minutes or I will go there to your room”. It was a crisp voice and Ivy thought for a while that it was a wrong caller. Then she remembered that radio announcer-like voice of Hiro Yamamoto and looked at the phone in surprise and anger. How did he know her number?
“Mr. Yamamoto, you said I can have a rest today since I spent 9 hours with you last night. Are you going back on your word?” she inhaled deeply as she tried to calm herself down.
She heard his breathing and thought that he really do have a sexy voice.
“I changed my mind. I need some lessons now”, he said nonchalantly, and
looked at his watch. “You have 4 minutes and 15 seconds remaining”.
On the night that Hiro took Ivy home to meet his parents, a shocking truth about her past was revealed, and they were forced to forget about their romance and feelings to each other. How will they be able to fight for their love? You might like
A Second Chance With My Tycoon Wife
Autumn Breeze Erik, three years into his marriage, scarcely spared Stephanie a glance. She harbored hopes of rekindling their love, but Erik's intentions darkened towards her very life. Stephanie, entangled in the complexities of love, found her desire for it fading.
When Erik unexpectedly encountered Stephanie once more, he was unprepared to find her transformed into the world's wealthiest woman.
"Miss Gilbert, how did you achieve such success at a young age?" someone asked.
Her reply was sharp. "Avoid men; they're nothing but trouble."
The next day, the paparazzi shadowing Stephanie were stunned to see Erik Palmer, notorious for his cold nature, eagerly joining their throng.
"Miss Gilbert, I have a proposition for you," Erik declared.
"What's on your mind?" Stephanie asked, her curiosity piqued.
"Let's think about getting remarried," he suggested. MY MASTERS
Mercy Kay For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
The Alpha King's Hated Slave
Kiss Leilani Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana...
Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone.
Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more.
After his coronation, he attacked Salem.
The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery.
The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves.
They lost everything, including their land.
Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage.
The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge.
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Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery.
They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too.
It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything.
As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone.
As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time.
He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck.
Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile.
"You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly.
Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face.
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