Novels by Rooms

"What sort of bunny do you want for your woman?" she asked, focused on her laptop when his hot voice lingered in her ears, forcing her to raise her eyes, "Maybe I should forget about her... after all, the lady sitting in front of me right now is more valuable."She is the kind of lady no man could resist but she holds some grudges from her past... the past no one knows about.What if she is still in love with her ex, the son of the enemy from her father's time?The man who is deeply in love with her and is ready to forgive her for the mistakes she made when she was in college.The enmity which was to be carried from generations to generations will now be converted into a love... matrimony.

Maddox Dasher is the cruellest and the aggressive businessmen in Las Vegas, Nevada. Half of the nightclubs and casinos are under his name. He is the alpha of a famous pack named Czar. Nobody in the world knows that a famous bachelor like him can be so much more. "Pidge...sounds like more of a Pidgeon." his low voice made her weak on her knees.But it was an insult for her...instead of keeping her mouth shut she cried out, "Maddox sounds more like an asshole."This made him chuckle heartily."You listen to me, Pidge. And you listen to me good...you are not leaving this place...not when I'm around...not even when I'm not around.""Get this thing straight into the tiny mind of yours," he inhaled sharply...her scent always triggered his inner beast.She felt his hot breath on her neck, she clenched her thighs tight when his fingers gently brushed her exposed thighs.

"Men are only attracted to you either you are pretty or you have a nice body. Nobody cares about the heart. And I find these men nothing less than wolves."

"Oh look at her! She has no way of dressing!" the continuous laughs came into her ears and she could not hold back her tears furthermore. As soon a tear rolled down her cheek, she ran...as fast as she could. Leaving behind all the people at the party, she ran away from there. A boy standing with his squad was watching all of it from a distance, he clenched his fist tightly in anger. It was the prom night when all of the students were enjoying their time, every couple in elegant attire. The clicking sound of the high heels made all of them turned around to see, a girl so beautiful in a gown the alluring smile on her pretty face. Spencer Marks had only held his drink as he turned around and could not move his eyes off her. "Is this Emily Bowers?" one of the mean girls uttered in disbelief. The students were so astonished to see the nerd and shy girl who was poor had transformed herself into a beauty queen. Meet Spencer Marks, a famous bad boy in the Pine Hills school. He is not easy to please. Even with all the girls drooling over him, he stayed single and always stay with his squad of boys. Emily Bowers, on the other hand, is the poor nerdy girl of Pine Hills, she came to attend the school because of the scholarship. And nobody in the school likes her. She joined the adult chat after hearing from her classmates. She got a guy named 'Skeleton 101' and she liked chatting with him. He hacked her computer and stalked her when she was not using it. That's when the whole drama begin...

Morgan Colton is not the typical bad boy but a rich spoiled brat, who is only interested in his usual life. He is a famous drug dealer in New York. Sleeping with a new girl each night was his usual habit. Ever since he laid his eyes on a Russian bartender named Carisa, he chased her until he found out that she was engaged to the unfaithful man. That's when the drama begins... "Beg me..." he trailed his lips down from her ear, flicking his tongue against the sensitive skin below her ear and her legs clenched around his thighs. "No!" her voice was defiant, but her breathing was ragged. He mentally gave himself a hi-five. She would beg. Sooner or later.

"Do I make you nervous, baby?" he whispered, close to her ear and her grip tightened on his shoulder."Tell me, baby... how do you feel? Do you remember the kiss we had...?""I trace my fingers across your thighs, grab the back of your neck and tightly and kiss you, you grab my face and lightly brush your lips across mine. Twirl your fingers through my hair and kiss me softly, kiss my lips, my jawline, my neck. Then bit my lip, I turn my face and pull you closer nibble on your ear and breathe hot air against your neck. Slide my hand up your stomach into your chest. I send shivers down your spine. You don't even know what you do to me." Hearing this increased her breathing. What is this man doing to her? She never felt this before not with any other man... why him? what is special in him?Before him, her life was so perfect... she had everything she ever wanted... money, fame and power. What more could a person need to survive in this world? Money right? She has it but he made her feel like.... out of this world.

"Wearing a skirt so short, Ms Katz... is not allowed in my building," he said with sternness in his tone."But sir- I've spilt coff...." her respective voice was interrupted by the arrogant boss, "Whatever the reason is, Ms Katz. Go home and change the dress then come back to work." with that he focused his attention at his laptop.She, with a clenched jaw, turned to leave his cabin when his deep voice lingered in her ear saying, "Oh and you will work extra hours today.""But sir-...." there was no way in hell he was letting her complete the sentence when he again interrupted her, "You're wasting time, Ms Katz. The extra hours are for the time I'm giving you to go to your apartment and change your dress."Darby Rothschilds had everything he's ever wanted. He has every reason to be the arrogant man that he is. But he has some secrets... secrets which are meant to be carried to graves only.Alexandra Katz, a young girl who just finished highschool and in desperate need of a job. What if she finally got a job in a multinational firm named as Rothschilds Corporations and became the secretary of the very own Darby.There was something about her... Alexandra... if only he could know that she was the cure of his cursed life.