Novels by Bosy Elselhdar

She spent eighteen years in an orphanage, but it was the time to get out. According to the orphanage rules, once they pass the legal age, they must depend on themselves. Celine didn’t know what she should do. Luckily for her, she met her savior that day. If only she knew what she was getting herself into, she wouldn’t go with him ever. Celine found herself in a drug-addict life, living in his house, and he was ready to sell her organs to get his doze. To save her life, she had to help him sell some stuff. Being innocent was a problem. She soon found herself attacked by the king’s men. Kidnapped, tied, and soon to be tortured for selling drugs without their permission. But what we fear the most might be the best for us. And Celine found herself trapped in the king’s palace, drowning deeply in his love. She has to submit. Or he might get mad. She has to satisfy him in bed, or he might force her. She has to let him kiss her, or he might take what he wants by his — C*ck.

I'd never met a real prince until him. I've to say He's Rude, arrogant, self-centered, and makes me wanna kick his balls. But— He's handsome, responsible, Dominant elegant makes me drool. But we'd a huge problem: he was married, and he didn't know I had a boyfriend!

I didn't know him. We haven't met before. I didn't imagine that a normal girl like me could attract the eyes of A killer! But— He loved me more than his own life.

I pulled myself off the bed, wearing my bra and my dress, searching for my G-string. Then his hands waved up my G-string, "Where do you think you are going? Conquering my life and leaving!" He raised his eyebrows. I snatched my G-string from his hands. "It was just a night and I was horny and you looked hot. Now thank you and bye." I smirked and stepped away. His strong muscular hand gripped me back to bed. "No one comes in and leaves. Now you are mine forever. New identity. New life. New name, Mrs. Selena Blanco Corsini!" He whispered huskily biting my neck. ................... I was his from the moment I landed in this country. Deep inside me, I was searching for the one who could melt my icy heart. On the other side, there was the man who only cared for bed desires. Who only commanded and yelled and make others beg at his feet. There was me 'Selena Kismet' and there was him 'Noah Blanco Corsini.'

She thought she's ready to take her revenge from her master. The one who sold her at very young age to horrible men to use her body. But — her heart wasn't ready for him.

It was something wrong but it felt so right back then. Crave, desire and warm feeling that made me forgot how much I love my mother and made me see my stepfather, who I used to call dad, as my lover.

I pulled myself off the bed, wearing my bra and my dress, searching for my G-string. Then his hands waved up my G-string, "Where do you think you are going? Conquering my life and leaving!" He raised his eyebrows.

She spent eighteen years in an orphanage, but it was the time to get out. According to the orphanage rules, once they pass the legal age, they must depend on themselves. Celine didn’t know what she should do, luckily to her— she met her savior that day. If only she knew what she was getting herself into, she wouldn’t go with him ever. Celine found herself in a drug-addict life, living in his house, and he was ready to sell her organs to get his doze. To save her life, she had to help him sell some stuff. Being innocent was a problem. She soon found herself attacked by the king’s men. Kidnapped, tied, and soon to be tortured for selling drugs without their permission. But what we fear the most, might be the best for us. And Celine found herself trapped in the king’s palace, drowning deeply in his love. She has to submit. Or he might get mad. She has to satisfy him in bed, or he might force her. She has to let him kiss her, or he might take what he wants by his — C*ck.

"Hana, are you were sleeping with jack?" Damien, Hana's boyfriend, broke the kiss and asked her. She denied, but she lied, she didn't know what she should say. Jack was a famous singer, and he wasn't her boyfriend. He didn't confess love to her. He only f*cked her, taught her poses in sex, and took her virginity. But it was a secret! She shook her head, "no, jack. Of course not." He pulled himself away from her and groaned "my name is Damien! Hana! Not jack!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and tried to seduce him, "I know. Let's keep up the old deal. You love me, right?" He nodded and hugged her tightly, pressing his chin to her neck "yes, I love you, Hana... But do you love me now? Or that was from the past?" .... Being naive, shunned for her entire life, was terrible. She didn't know which of them she should choose. Because the one who confessed wasn't the one, she loved.

"She wanted a Rich husband— With a high political position, with a hot body, loves her so much and with a huge d*ck to satisfy her in bed." That was supposed to be a simple plan to pick one from many drooling over her sexy body. But she had to choose between the three. It was a hard choice. Until she met The MR Everything, he had it all, but He hates her the most. >>>>>> Abstract: I was drunk as fuck, in need to cry badly— when Mr. Everything appeared from nowhere and punched my boyfriend. I stood there, not knowing if I should thank him or tell him that I hate him being around me as a stalker. He stepped closer and held my hand roughly, then hovered his warm breaths into my face that made me melt in seconds, "Come with me, darling." I blinked shockingly, and my lips trembled, "Darling?" He didn't give me much of a chance to react at all, and all of a sudden, I was lifted for the first time in my life in bridal style between his arms, he whispered huskily, "Tonight and every-night you will be —only mine." And he ended his words with a playfully sensual lick to my ear that made me swoon in the same second.

  I've been living on trash my whole life — shunned by my Pack, eating leftovers and sleeping on the ground as if I didn't belong to them. Why? Because I was the result of one horny night between my mom 'she-wolf' and a stranger 'Bear shifter.' So, I was born with one blue eye and one yellow one!   Until my fate smiled upon me or that was what I'd thought back then... When the Alpha’s eyes met mine, he offered me a deal, and I couldn't reject it because it was my chance to finally sleep on a feather bed and get pampered and eat delicious food.   He offered me to be his Mistress. But to every good start, there should be a bad ending, right?   So— I, Jenny Dark Rodriguez became The Alpha's mistress.  

 She didn't mean to bump into the most dangerous bad boy in her school. She was already keeping herself hidden from those bastard werewolves. No one knew she was blind. Because no one noticed her. Until that day— "What the fuck! Are you fucking blind idiot! Watch your fucking path!" He yelled at me, and my heartbeats raced in my chest. I couldn't tell if I was afraid or nervous or if he was... No way! He can't be my mate! The guy I have heard about him a lot and being a jerk?! Me and him! But he is going to rule the kingdom of werewolves soon! I was drowned with my thoughts until I felt a hand pushing me roughly to the floor. "Are you fucking ignoring me?! I'm the strongest alpha ever! Don't you know who I am? And why the hell I feel so mad now and why my heartbeats are fucking deep and strong?" He shouted with a loud growl. I gulped nervously, crawling on the floor, trying to stand up, but my feet didn't help me. "Move your ass now from my way!" He shouted in a commanding tone again. I cursed under my breath. He hollered, "What the hell you just said?" I mumbled, "I said I'm trying to get up. Just go." He pulled me from my hair and hit my back to the locker; he commanded me, "Look at me now." But seriously? I couldn't! Fuck dammit! I was blind! I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. He huffed and said in annoyance, "You make me angry! My heart is... Why the fuck you don't look at me now? Are you afraid?" I sealed my eyes and sighed deeply, "I'm blind!"