Vaseline As A Lip Balm

A boring life that quickly turned upside down. Join The protagonist as they navigate through lies , unsolved mysteries, long forgotten secrets. Along the way make new friends and try to get your life back on track. (You are the protagonist. )

"So you don't want me to see you only as money?" I said, walking around the table. He looked up from where he was sitting, facing me. I married this man for his money, but I have to admit that he was extremely handsome. You know those people who become giants wherever they go, you notice them immediately because everyone else is so small next to them. My husband was just like that. Isn't that why I married him in the first place? Because he was big enough for me to hide under his wings. But still... When I looked down on him like that, I felt so powerful, like I'd made a lion kneel before me. From where he was sitting, he was looking at me with such confidence that it made me want to challenge him. "So my beloved husband wants more now?" I said, continuing to approach. When I stopped in front of him, I grabbed his shoulders, made him lean back in the chair and sat on his lap. I was so slow that my husband, realizing that this was a challenge, never broke my game. Because I knew this was his favorite part of me. A man that everyone was afraid to talk to, let alone challenge, was being challenged at every turn by a woman half his size. Shouldn't that be funny to him? Because I thought it was very funny, but somehow I'm sure it was very hot for my husband. After I settled on his lap, I put my arms around his neck and "Then give me more." I said. He frowned at what I said. I knew he wouldn't like it because he was used to everyone giving him everything he wanted. No strings attached. Now I was asking him for something to get what he wanted and I must say I was used to getting everything I wanted. A wry smile appeared on his face. His hands were already wrapped around my hips as he said, "Would more bags, dresses or cars do the trick, wife?" Now he was challenging me. I shouldn't have fallen for it because it was his weapon. He was cheating by messing with my mind. I mean, I sat on his lap, but mine didn't count. I was allowed to cheat a little bit to beat him. Because I told you, anyone would feel small next to my husband and I needed to see desire in his eyes for a little confidence. So I rubbed against him a little and put one of my hands down on his chest. Instantly his gaze darkened and I continued my game. "See? How can I see a man who is always trying to give me more bags or more money as more than that?" I wasn't sure if he was listening to me because he was looking directly at my lips with his darkened gaze and his hands were caressing my thighs and he looked like he could attack me at any moment, but I knew he wasn't going to interrupt my show and he was going to savor every moment. Is it weird to compare my husband to a wild animal lurking around right now? It was hard enough to pay attention with his hands caressing my thighs, and if he kept looking at me like that for a while longer, I was definitely going to attack him. So I moved the hand that had been on his chest back up to his neck and got close to his ear. As I got closer, his hands gripped my thighs tighter. I may have rubbed a little bit, but I told you, I had the right to cheat. I wonder if he thought I looked like a lurking animal. "If you want me to see you as something more, husband, stop buying me expensive bags or cars every chance you get. I'm here and if you want it that bad, man up and come and get it." I said and placed a kiss between her neck and ear. I was extremely sexy right now and judging by the hands up my skirt I was on the right track but I needed one last stroke. I was going to say the same thing he'd said to me a couple of days ago and get my revenge for that day, and then I could enjoy myself for a while, because with hands on my bare buttocks and legs, my mind was starting to wander too. And this giant of a man wasn't the only one affected by these little tricks. After the kiss, I pulled back, looked into his blackened eyes, gave him the last stroke and finished my show. "If you've got the balls!"

Based on a True Story: A Journal of Life in an Orphanage – The Triumphs, Trials, and Tribulations

O mundo pertence aos humanos mas o que eles não sabem é que nas horas escuras da noite há um mercado de escravos que acontece no bosque. Ninguém sabe disso, exceto aqueles que são ricos e pagam uma taxa pela associação. À medida que o mercado de escravos vai de cidade em cidade, finalmente eles chegam ao seu destino onde chamam o comprador para informar que chegaram com algumas mercadorias intrigantes que ele pode se interessar. A escrava comprada do Mercado de Escravos no meio da noite foi levada para sua nova casa pelo seu primeiro Mestre. Ela se sente segura com ele, mas não se lembra de nada do seu passado e não sabe que segredos espreitam em sua mente. O Mestre que comprou um novo brinquedo pensou que ela era o que ele estava procurando. Ele esperava que ela durasse mais tempo que as outras, mas o que ele não esperava era que o passado voltasse para ele depois de cem anos sem ele. Com suas novas memórias, ele amolece, mas apenas por ela, pois ela agora é tudo para ele, ele não medirá esforços para protegê-la e ajudar um ao outro a se lembrarem do passado juntos. Excerto "Quem você pensa que é? Eu vou te expulsar desta área se você continuar vagando por aqui. Eu estava só tendo uma conversa com o meu futuro homem quando você me interrompeu." A garota apontou para Yuki culpando-a. "Querido, você ia pegar outra pessoa quando já tem a mim ao seu lado?" Yuki se virou e pressionou seu corpo contra o lado dele. Ela esfregou seu peito no lado dele para mostrar que ele era dela. "Você sabe que eu não posso te substituir, Liliana. Eu estava apenas dizendo a estas senhoritas que elas não poderiam ter a bolsa que eu encomendei especialmente para você." Ele moveu a mão para a bunda dela e apertou. As senhoritas ficaram embaraçadas por um momento. "Não, eu vou conseguir o que quero. Eu quero aquele homem e aquela bolsa!" A senhora gritou e seu rosto ficou vermelho como uma beterraba. Yuki virou a cabeça, "você não pode controlar os sentimentos de alguém. Você não pode se comparar comigo de maneira alguma, forma ou feitio." Yuki virou desdenhosamente a cabeça. "Ah é? ENTÃO EU TE DESAFIO PARA UM CONCURSO DE BELEZA!! Hoje há uma competição pela rainha da praia e se você ganhar eu vou te deixar em paz e me curvar para você, mas se eu ganhar eu quero essa bolsa e o seu homem!" A capa é um Produto encomendado e todos os direitos pertencem a mim e ao artista que o criou para mim.

Louise had always grown up with the mentality that only the prim got the finest things in life. She wasn't the type of girl to be seen in the pub or an uncensored party. Lady Marie, her mother made sure to imprint her stamp on her daughter's life. All it took was a torn wedding dress, a little mixture of identities and dear Louise witnessed the epic ride of her life. Secrets uncovered, bonds broken, lies and tales of deceit but most of all the unconditional love a stranger with a dark lurking past.

Louise had always grown up with the mentality that only the prim got the finest things of life.She wasn't the type of girl to be seen in a cheap pub or an uncensored party.Lady Marie,her mother made sure to imprint her stamp on her daughter's life. All it took was a torn wedding dress,an old mustang and a green eyed asshole for her to realize life wasn't all about fancy tea parties and climbing up the social ladder.

*PLEASE NOTE: THIS NOVEL/STORY IS FOR THOSE WHO WANT DELVE DEEPER INTO THINGS IN DETAILS OF STORY TO FEEL IT COMPLETELY AND GAIN KNOWLEDGE TOO*. This is not a common werewolf story, where romance starts just like that. This is not a taking it straight to bed kind story either. This is a story where everything will be told in a new and detailed way so that readers would delve deeper into it and start living in the story. All the werewolf stories are from western part of the world but This is a fusion of the werewolf genre with Indian culture, ancient and modern one. This story will provide a fresh and new take on the common and old werewolf genre. This story will give a new kind of view and taste to the global readers. Set in modern-day Mumbai, Rosewood College is an elite institution known for its academic excellence and privileged student body. Its ivy-covered Gothic buildings and manicured lawns create an air of sophistication and mystery. Unbeknownst to most, the land the college occupies was once a sacred site for ancient civilizations, rumored to be imbued with mystical energies and supernatural occurrences.Amidst this prestigious setting lives Amavas, a 10,000-year-old werewolf who has seen the rise and fall of empires. Disguised as a humble canteen worker, he keeps his true identity hidden while navigating a world unaware of the ancient forces around them. His tranquil demeanor and rugged good looks draw curious glances, yet he remains an enigma to all.The Raheja family, epitomizing wealth and power, is deeply connected to this lore. Anya Raheja, the beautiful and haughty daughter of billionaire tycoon Vikram Raheja, initially dismisses Amavas, unaware of the ancient secrets tied to her family's legacy. Her growing fascination with him leads her to uncover dark truths that blur the lines between myth and reality.As powerful forces converge on Rosewood College, the collision of ancient secrets and modern ambitions sets the stage for a thrilling tale where every secret holds life-altering consequences.

Lohit had a simple life. It had no complications. He had a loving mother, a caring father and two best friends - was there anything more a kid of 11 could ask for? His simple life is thrown away into a turmoil one night when a so-called ancient cult attacks his home. What has his parents been hiding from him all his life. Read to find out.... A fresh story based in an imaginary land, relax it's still earth, just some cooked up places. I had this story with me for a long time and finally i am letting it out.....hope you guys like it!!

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When did it start? “They are coming” I think it was ten years ago or maybe more, I don’t remember very well. “Who” What I do remember is that, ever since it came. “They are coming” It never left. “Who” Sitting on my bed, I talk to the voice inside my head, who never answers my question. “I told you many times already, THEY are coming, it wont be long, they are almost here” Looking around, the white walls make me think, why did I end in a place like this? “What do they want” Maybe I should be here, look at me, talking to my own head. “Everything” Maybe I am as crazy as everyone told me I was, However, who will knew… That the voice in my head wasn’t just a message created by me….. It was a warning. /////////////////////////////////////// 3 chapters per week