Chapter 11 Marry meNora "Christian, I'm not going to marry you!" I yell behind me. I don't care if he's right behind me, I'm too angry to talk calmly."Why?" Christian asks.Are you kidding me? Why? He dares to ask why I'm rejecting his marriage proposal. That's if you can even call it that.I stop on the staircase and turn around to glare at him, "What the hell do you mean by why? We're not together anymore. You broke up with me!" He had ended our relationship because he needed space. And I gave it to him.Now he's here telling me he wants to marry me. He must be crazier than I thought."You're going to marry me, Nora. I don't care if I have to drag you to the godforsaken altar myself. You will wear my ring and take my last name!" He snarls.My jaw clenches and I scoff before walking off in the direction of the room we once shared.I came here to pick up my things. He wasn't supposed to be here, that's the only reason I came in the first place. After the break up last week, I've

Alex Griffin, the 6'3ft football player who is built like a Greek god with blue eyes is also my special brew of sin.Alex and I have this ongoing love-hate relationship. It's been ongoing for months and one day it led to sex.Hot, steamy, long sex.I have no idea how it occurred all I know is one moment we're screaming and hurling insults at each other like usual and the next thing we're kissing and undressing too. It was supposed to be a one-time thing.I wasn't supposed to agree to this.... situationship. Neither was I supposed to pick up his calls or reply to his text messages every time he called me to come over knowing fully well what that meant.But I did. And I loved every bit of what occurred after. But I've decided that it needs to come to an end. Alex is a distraction that I did not bargain for this semester. Whatever we have, it's not going anywhere. I'm not the no-strings-attached kind of girl. I can do it for some time, but lately, certain things have made me realize t

AprilI am going to seduce my neighbor today. I've had my eyes on my next-door neighbour Keith Hawkins since he moved in two months ago. I remember the first time I saw him, I immediately knew there was tension between the two of us.The way he looked on that first day he moved here, dressed in grey sweatpants and a plain white tee. I remember the way he cleaned sweat from his forehead and then raked his fingers through his black locks of hair. And how his eyes glisten and turn a different color from their original greenish blue to just blue when he's outside and under the sunlight.Keith Hawkins is a gorgeous man. And I've had him in my sights too long for this plan to fail. I put a lot of effort into this plan. I got this new red dress just for my plan of seduction to work.And it's safe to admit that after looking at myself in the mirror, I can confirm that there's no way in hell Keith wouldn't fall for my plan.Unless he's gay, and then I'll respect that. But if he's not, I'll be

BellaToday was going to be a good day, I can feel it!I smile to myself happily as I hum and throw everything I'll be needing into my bag and head out to my car.My mood was perfect, and that's because of the clients I took on. Their wedding is today and I have to be there on time to organize how the wife wants the venue to be.Since I started working with Natasha on her wedding venue plans, I've never seen her husband once. One day I summoned the courage to ask about him, and all she said was he travels a lot but is looking forward to the wedding too -- while plastering her perfected fake smile.Well, today is the wedding day and I hope he shows up. Even if he doesn't I still get paid so it's none of my business.I drive into the car park before parking my car and stepping out. I make sure to grab all my belongings from the car and then make my way into the venue.The first time Natasha took me to see the venue I was in awe. The hall was big, and the chandeliers she had installed we

Warnings: Paranormal, Noncon,RafeShe’s beautiful when she’s asleep.“That tea hit you hard, didn’t it?” I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear, wanting to touch her, and also wanting to see if she wakes up from the simple gesture. She doesn’t move.“I’m sorry.” I trail my talons down her chest, her shirt ripping from the sharp points. “I’m sorry it has to be like this. You don’t understand my need. You don’t understand the constant battle inside me between all my beasts. You don’t understand how much I crave you. It’s… all-consuming.” I spread her shirt apart, my tongue sliding across my fangs when I see her tits. I wait for her to move, to awaken, to scream when she sees me, but she’s out cold.“You are fucking stunning.” I slide my hands up her body, her tits fitting perfectly in my palms. My mouth parts and an unsteady breath escapes from my broken pants. I shut my eyes, groaning as I slide my thumbs across her nipples. They are hard, reacting to my touch.“You like that, don’t yo