9 Book(s) Related to speaker knockerz

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"What do you like most about the relationship between a man and a woman?" Randy glared at the woman standing in front of him. The beautiful woman's back touched the wall.

The look in her naughty eyes made him want to hug her tightly and carry her to the bed. Spent the night together, like the previous nights.

"Sex." Said the woman. Her sexy lips, looks very seductive when she says that 'word'.

"So, you ended up wearing the lingerie I bought?" Randy touched the thin, transparent black cloth the woman was wearing. His eyes looked from her head to toe.

"Actually, I prefer your shirt. Moreover, the shirt you just wore. The lingering smell of your perfume. I can't help it, Baby!" She said with a soft sigh on her lips. Her slender fingers landed on Randy's face.

Slowly and gently, touching the chin to the man's neck. Their faces drew closer, their breaths catching each other, like fire burning their bodies.

"You're mine tonight!" Randy started biting her lips, while his hands, tightly embracing her body, touched her soft skin passionately.

"Only tonight? I'm only yours for tonight?"

"I'll say it every night, My queen!"


Bella is a wild, naughty and seductive woman. All the men who looked at her must have been trying to get attention from her. But Bella the bad girl falls in love with Randy, the owner and jockey of the casino where she usually spends her money.

The wild and hot love affair between them was forced to stop when Bella was forced to marry Ricky, a genius and charismatic man. The new leader of a big company that was bequeathed to him. Ricky loved Bella for a long time, she was his first love.

Who would have thought that Ricky was Randy's non-identical twin brother? Yes, the love triangle dilemma actually made Bella feel even more excited. Especially, when she finds out that her step sister, Diana is in love with Ricky.

Bella has such a perfect life that her stepsisters call her the drama queen and attention seeker. However, is it true that Bella is an attention seeker? Or were they the ones who wanted to steal the attention from her?

Chivalrous? Nah. Virtuous? Not since…well, none of your business. The difference between me and the Knights of the Round Table? I make medieval look good. Loren Van Alst is an independent, twenty-first-century woman, an accused forger, a suspected thief, and the last descendant of Sir Galahad of the Arthurian court. To claim her seat at the Round Table and protect her newly found family of modern-day witches, she’ll need to convince the current Arthur and his knights to let a woman take the knights’ trials. But things go sideways when a crazed wizard goes on the loose with a magical spear that can strip a witch of her powers. As if that weren’t enough, the clique of mean girls from middle school arrives in Camelot and turn out to be witch hunters.  To safeguard a future she never knew she wanted, Loren will have to evade the hunters, defeat the wizard, capture the spear, and pass her trials. No one ever said becoming a kick-ass heroine would be easy! Urban fantasy goes medieval in this modern day, action-packed, calamitous series of misadventures. 1-Click now to be apart of the journey.

Even if he hated me, I couldn’t look away from him. Even if he called me an imposter, a trickster, all I could think of was how alluring his scent was. Even when he was ready to take my sister’s words over mine, I couldn’t help falling for him.
I wanted him to take me in his arms and tell me that the last few weeks had been a dream after all. That he loved me, as a true mate would. I wanted him to be my Prince Charming. To be my salvation.
But that was not my fate. Goddess forbid if I had anything easy in life!
Sometimes, I truly believed that this mate bond was a curse. Not my being the Stealer.


Callista Leander turned eighteen with hopes of finding her happily ever after. But instead, she was left locked in a tower of a castle, doomed to be married off to her true mate’s feral brother to save him from certain death.

All because of one curse and a conniving sister. Her life was suddenly filled with betrayals and secrets, and in every corner she looked, danger lurked. Now, with the whole world against her. At the mercy of an angry king, her oblivious one true mate, will she make it out alive on the other side?

I am Jess Carter, a modified special forces soldier codenamed "Ghost".

This is a story about brotherhood, betrayal, and redemption.

Five years ago, in Baghdad.

The mission went wrong. Three comrades died.

I was falsely accused of acting without authorization.

Retired.

There were no honors, no medals, only a lifelong agreement to "not divulge secrets".

I thought I would spend the rest of my days peacefully like this.

Until his younger brother Tommy called: "Brother, something's happened to me."

I had only one plan: To git rid of my new stepdad. I never knew; I'd fall hard for him!

"I want to lose my virginity to you, Daddy." Viola seductively whispered to his ears.
He gulped nervously trying to control his body; " but I am your stepdad!" .

Three years ago, my fiance Marco Ferrante walked out on our engagement for his mistress Vivienne Salas — and now they're both back, kicking in my door and screaming that my baby isn't his.
He's right. It's not his.
It belongs to the most dangerous man in Verrano.
And Marco just put his boot through the Devil's only heir.

The Queen of Blades, Rika dies, hoping for a better life for the remaining survivers leaving a ruined world and she regrets not living a long happy and full life before her death. She awakes as a newborn in a strange but peaceful environment, in the same world of the novel Dreaming Kiss. Rika is reborn as Ulrika Vincent and realizes that she's got a scumbag of a Prince to cut out of her new life. And she wants to save her favorite character, Grand Duke Aric Solheim and what better way to do that than have a one night stand with him and get pregnant by him!

Seven days before the doomsday outbreak, the wild weeds by the road spoke to me: The zombies are coming.
I rushed home, intending to take my fiancée and flee for our lives.
But outside the door, I overheard her plotting with her boss on the sofa, scheming to drain all my wealth.
"He’s just an orphan with no family or connections. No one would care even if he dies."
I didn’t push the door open.
Instead, I quietly cashed out all my assets overnight and built an impenetrable island fortress without delay.
Seven days later, the zombie hordes surrounded the city.
She and her entire family were chased by the monsters, covered in blood and mangled.
They knelt frantically kowtowing and begging for help right outside my explosion-proof gate.
I coldly locked the door tight.
"You were right," I said. "No one really cares if you die. Just go in peace."