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A world which nanobots can repair the human body. Landed in the hands of the most cunning and devious underworld king. Many have died attempting to steal it, but only one has survived because the ruthless leader was smitten by her beauty.

The Belle sisters are known for being the best at locating and hacking jobs for various black market organizations. Carly is the muscle on the field work while Baby is the brain in the backroom in charge of hatching plans. They were duped into stealing from Charles, the most cunning and devious king of the underworld.

Baby’s beauty drew Charles' attention and she is now held and locked away for his pleasures. Will Carly be able to save her sister from the Underworld most influential and feared figure?

Nora woke up one day in a mansion with five billionaire husbands!!!
Nora:
An innocent girl,19 years, extremely submissive, loving,caring and sweet.

James:
First husband, 23 years ,Dominant,doctor.

Shawn:
Second husband,22 years, switch,painter.

Daniel:
Third husband,25 years,sadist,architect.

Joseph:
Fourth husband,22 years, sadist,actor.

Ron:
Fifth husband, 24 years,Dominant,businessman.







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Shhh don't raise your voice at me dollface",he says and fists my hair pulling it tightly."your family ours is too much, your brother will substitute for Federico",.

" That will never happen over my dead body,you bastard, you're out of you mind if you think I'll let that bat shit crazy mother of yours raise my brother",I say despite feeling my skull painful burn from him pulling my hair.
"I don't like this smart mouth of yours,a woman should never speak unnecessarily and should agree with her husband but you are one disobedient little bitch",he says and pushes me to the ground.

" I never asked to be your wife you forced me, I'm not the one the killed your brother,I was never there!",I yell as tears stream down my face,they can't take away my brothers I won't let them.

Paula Ricci is a beautiful twenty-two-year-old girl, who possesses a heart of gold. She is a simple waitress, struggling through the hardships of life. Her mother died when she was just a child, leaving her and her younger sister alone to fend for themselves. The circumstances of life led her to do things she had never imagined. But everything changes when she crosses paths with none other than the arrogant Dante D Luca, a thirty-five-year-old billionaire who believed that money and power can buy everything, including her.
Will he be able to have her as much as he want or would the green-eyed girl will turn his world upside down?
(Book 1) Addiction Series

My sex slave...
My wife...
My Ava...

hewas a restless, headstrong girl, even then, who liked to astonish herfriends. Later, when I knew her, she was always doing somethingunexpected. She gave one of her town houses for a Suffrage headquarters,produced one of her own plays at the Princess Theater, was arrested forpicketing during a garment-makers' strike, etc. I am never able to believethat she has much feeling for the causes to which she lends her name andher fleeting interest. She is handsome, energetic, executive, but to meshe seems unimpressionable and temperamentally incapable of enthusiasm.Her husband's quiet tastes irritate her, I think, and she finds it worthwhile to play the patroness to a group of young poets and painters ofadvanced ideas and mediocre ability. She has her own fortune and lives herown life. For some reason, she wishes to remain Mrs. James Burden.

As for Jim, no disappointments have been severe enough to chill hisnaturally romantic and ardent disposition. This disposition, though itoften made him s

early in the street this morning, what was you doing there?"

"Nothing, Miss Annie, I just went out to see, that's all and that's the same banana, 'deed it is Miss Annie."

"Sallie, how can you say so and after all I do for you, and Miss Mathilda is so good to you. I never brought home no bananas yesterday with specks on it like that. I know better, it was that boy was here last night and ate it while I was away, and you was out to get another this morning. I don't want no lying Sallie."

Sallie was stout in her defence but then she gave it up and she said it was the boy who snatched it as he ran away at the sound of Anna's key opening the outside door. "But I will never let him in again, Miss Annie, 'deed I won't," said Sallie.

And now it was all peaceful for some weeks and then Sallie with fatuous simplicity began on certain evenings to resume her bright red waist, her bits of jewels and her crinkly hair.

One pleasant evening in the early spring, Miss Mathilda was standing o

s a man and drowning was too good for them.

Chapter 1.

IV.

"Wait for me, Isa-bel! Kezia, wait for me!"

There was poor little Lottie, left behind again, because she found it so fearfully hard to get over the stile by herself. When she stood on the first step her knees began to wobble; she grasped the post. Then you had to put one leg over. But which leg? She never could decide. And when she did finally put one leg over with a sort of stamp of despair--then the feeling was awful. She was half in the paddock still and half in the tussock grass. She clutched the post desperately and lifted up her voice. "Wait for me!"

"No, don't you wait for her, Kezia!" said Isabel. "She's such a little silly. She's always making a fuss. Come on!" And she tugged Kezia's jersey. "You can use my bucket if you come with me," she said kindly. "It's bigger than yours." But Kezia couldn't leave Lottie all by herself. She ran back to her. By