Gennie
Gennie's Book(1)
The Shadow In My Dreams
Romance
THE SHADOW IN MY DREAMS
Remember Me
BY Authoress Eve 💜
DO NOT COPY OR REPOST
PROLOGUE
You can't tell me what to do and what not to, I am old enough to make decisions for my self, I screamed violently at my aunt who was trying to talk to me.
You can't keep letting yourself be affected by what happened, you need to do something too.... she was still talking when I cut her off.
Do what? Fight? I questioned sounding irritated by her words.
You just have.... yet again I didn't let her finish before cutting her off
I am not fighting until I find out what exactly happened, I have my ways and no one will dare stop me, not even you.
But she hates you, my aunt said and at that my boiling blood was almost spilled
Get out!!! I yelled banging the table.
What do you.....
I said out, I don't want to see you here again except I call for you, now out, I said in a loud voice and she quickly took her back and left with a straight face.
Damn, I cursed as I hit the stool beside me with my leg and it was sent flying across the room.
Then I walked towards the bar picking up my favorite wine, monkey shoulder and started to drown it without a care not minding how it burnt my throat.
You will have to forgive my arrogance, My name is Maverick Benson.
I am an eighteen years old ruthless, arrogant and rude dude and I'm filthy rich too.
Though I am still a student at Boston high, I am already a billionaire and no one messes with me even if I am the smallest among them.
Enough of the talks, you will get to know me as you read.
Vrick, i heard from behind, I didn't need anyone to tell me who calls me that.
I turned to look at her and saw her running towards me with watery eyes.
I clenched my fist in anger as I rushed to her.
Who hurt you?
Get the last bag in my room, we can't afford to miss our flight, Mom called from downstairs as I quickly picked up the slightly heavy bag dragging it downstairs while staggering with it.
I gave the bag to dad who collected it from me while I went to sit at the back seat waiting for them to come in and get us out of here.
My name is Vine Anderson, my parents and I are finally leaving San Francisco to Germany after many years of pleading to go back.
I was told my childhood began there but unfortunately I remembered nothing about them.
Not like I am bothered anyways.
They both got in and dad zoomed off to the airport in a hurry as we have a flight to catch up with in less than two hours.
Vine, mom called from the front seat she sat turning to look at me.
I looked up from my phone giving her my audience immediately.
I already registered you in boston high for your two final classes, you will be starting school tomorrow, she said and I nodded.
The drive to the airport was quiet for me but obviously not for the love birds sitting in front as they chattered away.
Sometimes trying to get me involved but I only nod or say just a word before turning back to my phone.
I can't wait to finally be in Germany, I thought smiling happily
For some reason I just feel like there is a part of me that's magnected to Germany and im sure going to find out about that.
Germany, here I come!!!
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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 Lycan kings pet slave
Paige T Their kiss left them craving more, their bodies aflame with desire. Brynn willingly granted Killian entry to her mouth, his yearning evident in a throaty moan.
His scorching lips ignited a passionate fire within her, and his hand gently traced along her curves, coaxing seductive sounds from Brynn's lips.
While they hadn't ventured beyond their previous encounter in the study, Brynn's readiness was palpable. She longed for him so ardently that the mere thought of having him made her quiver.
Killian was enraptured by her taste, his desire overwhelming. He broke the kiss momentarily to gaze into Brynn's eyes, which smoldered with a hunger that mirrored his own. They both ached for each other.
As his fingers deftly undid the buttons of her attire, a shiver of anticipation coursed through Brynn's skin. When Killian beheld her exposed breast, he couldn't resist a hiss of desire, sending her into blissful sighs as her garments fell away.
Her gown pooled at her feet, leaving Brynn in a sensuous black two-piece lingerie set that left Killian spellbound. The way her voluptuous curves accentuated her body left him in a state of eager anticipation, his excitement evident.
"Damn," he muttered, reminiscing about their previous passionate encounters. "You're incredibly seductive," he declared, his voice husky with desire, as he guided her gently to the bed. "And you're all mine." 
