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Maid To Be
896·Arazella SnowNia is faced with different choices and terrible decisions as her mom lays sick in the hospital. She is forced to take up a job which brings her drama, trouble and love. Life doesn't get better when she becomes a maid in the Williams mansion, home to a large British family, who aren't very welcoming to strangers. Surrounded by different people, some who despise her, others, trying so hard to get her out of the mansion, Nia has to adapt to different ways and things in order to save her mother's life.
The Maid
943·Arazella Snow"You've been conned, Camila" I froze, staring at the lady wide-eyed. "Who the hell are you, and how do you my name?" "Huncho will hunt you" Those were the words which left her lips. "And I'm afraid he isn't a man to back down especially when you have what is his" "What?" I stared wide-eyed, completely lost on whatever it was she spoke of. "Huncho is the man whom you just stole from love" She uttered. "Oh... no no" I sought to clarify the situation, pulling out the polythene bag. "This was given to me by Gustavo" I testified. "He asked me to bail with it" "Of course, he did" she only emitted a scoff. "I'm Marta Frederigo, the wife of the man whom you just slept with in that hotel room, and however uncanny the situation is, I'm the only one who can help you out of this wretch of a life you live" And however puzzling it may seem, I tell you, dear reader, that was how I met the woman who so happened to my helper, and the only one who changed the course of my life, running from a man called Huncho. Or so, I thought.
One Night with the Enemy (A Mafia Romance)
184·Arazella SnowI swore to hunt down the man who murdered my father, but as fate had it, some things are meant to go otherwise. A brush with the man who murdered her father turns things around for a battered Heather, who seeks revenge on the one man she deemed enemy. She finds herself battling her own demons, after a night with the young man leads to unforeseen events. Sometimes, fate intercedes.
The Alpha’s Bride (A Werewolf Romance)
348·Arazella Snow"I was once told that werewolves aren't scary, what's scary is falling in love with one of them” *** Staggering through the night, hoping to make it to the next sunrise, an encounter in the silent woods puts Serena to a deep slumber, in which she awakes with a memory that was bound to change her forever.
Man and Wife (18+)
84·Arazella SnowStrung on a chain of events, Isabella Campbell finds herself waddling through a rocky path, one which was to have her marred, or perhaps made. Joined in union to the son of an infamous Mafia conglomerate, she battles with adjusting to life with the Bonnuccis, and the dealings that comes with.
Dr. Valentino (18+)
3.0K·Arazella SnowI felt the tinge of his hands as he wiped the swab stick right onto my vestibule, accompanying the motion with a press on my cervix, and that was when it all came back. ~~~ Involved in an accident, Olivia Sanders finds herself crossing paths with City Hall's mysterious doctor. What's up with the fellow, even? And why does every dame in town seem to have their hearts fallen for the lad? Itching to know more of the striking doctor transferred from the shores of Italy, the lassie finds out that there's more than meets the eye after an unfortunate incident, knocks her right into the hold of the gentleman. She finds herself crossed in a string of events, one which was bound to change the course of her life. The clutch at my heart, the prick of my chest, the delight. Damn it all! He pushed the swab an inch into my vulva, using his fingers to stretch the skin of my clitoris. Believe me, I fell. I fell deep into that sensation, I fell into the silence which had me now struck, I fell into the guilt that claimed me. "I don't think you're fully healed in there" I heard him say. Damn those teases of his! I gave a judder as he introduced his index finger into me, being accompanied with his thumb. He picked up an item off the tray, undoing its cap, and the next thing I felt was something greasing into the depths of my vulva. "I applied some wax there..." "It helps with the healing" Now, if he said he knew not whatever he did to me, then I must term the mister one big liar, cause with those gasps heavy on my lips I believed it was no secret. At every wipe, swab, and touch Dr. Miller gave, my body was sure to have a jolt, figure left shuddering from the teases of his hold. He pushed his fingers even deeper into me, shoving a swab in there, and with a soft moan soon escaping my lips, our eyes met.