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Happy New Month
Author: Mh_Ummi (Styles)
last update2025-05-01 17:43:27

Happy New Month to all my amazing readers! 🦋

Welcome to May!! Thank you for sticking with this journey and supporting my male leads through every twist, challenge, and moment of growth. Your encouragement means the world.

This month, get ready for even more action, deeper secrets, and powerful moments that will shake everything. There’s still so much to uncover and our heroes’ stories are just heating up.

I’m so glad you’re here. Let’s keep going strong together!

From your author,

Ummi❣️

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  • 189 - Aleric And Seraphina

    NIGHT RIDE Aleric didn’t plan to ask her out.It just… happened.She was sitting on his desk, swinging her legs in those dangerous heels, stealing his pen again.“You’re distracting,” he muttered.“You’re obsessed,” she replied.He stared at her for a long moment.Then:“Go out with me.”She blinked.Once.Then a slow, teasing smile spread across her lips.“A date?” she asked dramatically. “Mr. Playboy wants a date?”“Yes.”“No casual fun?”“No.”“No ‘let’s see where this goes’ nonsense?”“No.”Silence.Her eyes softened, just a little.Then she hopped off the desk.“Fine,” she said. “Impress me.”….“Alright put on your helmet, I'm about to gearrr,”Seraphina chuckled. She buckled the helmet properly and hopped on to the bike.The motorcycle engine roared to life under the night sky.Seraphina laughed as she wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing close while the city lights blurred past them.“This is so romantic,” she said.“I never knew you were this interested in bikes.”Ale

  • 188 - Aleric And Seraphina

    “Oh yeah, oh yeah, I've gotta go back. I've got to go back. I've got to go. I've gotta go go go ho... me!”He sang, his voice cheesy and springy. The seamless, thrilling melody drew people's attention.But looking back at him should be considered a big mistake for any lady who wants to catch a flight quickly because, like his beautiful voice, the gold-haired brownie holding a backpack while swaying his body as he strolled into the airport is a hot, sexy, mouth-watering Greek god.If Adams is charming, refined, and elegant, then the man approaching the front desk is an alluring rogue heartthrob with sinful charisma and a look that says 'I am a casanova'.He approached the front desk, prepared his ticket and passport for his flight, and then sat on the waiting bench.With his backpack on his lap, he took out his phone and began browsing through it when he felt a tap on his shoulder.He looks to see a drop-dead gorgeous beauty. She smiled playfully and blinked at him. A dirty, teasing sm

  • 187 - Baxter And Ashley

    Her hands came up to frame his face, thumbs stroking the slight stubble along his jaw. The kiss deepened, a slow, deliberate exploration that tasted of coffee and last night’s lingering intimacy.Baxter’s arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him, the fabric of her thin sleep shirt bunching under his fingers.He walked her backward, never breaking the kiss, until her hips met the cool edge of the counter. A soft gasp escaped her as he lifted her effortlessly onto the granite, the height putting them eye to eye.The early morning light filtering through the kitchen window caught the dust motes dancing in the air, casting a golden haze around them.“Bax,” she breathed against his mouth, her legs wrapping around his waist, drawing him closer.“Mmm?” he murmured, his lips trailing a hot path down her neck, nipping gently at her pulse point.Her head fell back, giving him better access, her fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck.The world outside the kitche

  • 186 - Baxter And Ashley

    VACATION The air in Hawaii felt different.Saltier and softer. Like it wrapped around you instead of brushing past.Ashley stood barefoot on the balcony of their rental, the ocean stretching endlessly ahead. The wind played with her hair, sunlight warming her shoulders.Behind her, Baxter was in the kitchen.“You said you wanted breakfast,” he called out.“I didn’t say I wanted a kitchen explosion,” she called back.He gasped dramatically. “Rude. I am crafting.”She walked inside.And paused.He was wearing one of those ridiculous floral shirts tourists buy on impulse. Sleeves rolled up. Hair slightly messy. Concentrating like he was diffusing a bomb instead of cracking eggs.“You’re staring,” he said without looking up.“You look like you belong on a pineapple juice carton.”He looked up, mock offended. “And yet you’re still here.”She walked closer, leaning against the counter. “What are we making, Chef?”“Omelette,” he said proudly. “And today, you are learning.”Ashley blinked.

  • 185 - Baxter And Ashley

    Ashley had always been the unlucky one when it came to love.She had fallen for Adams first. She fell quite hard and bad. Obviously Adams was emotionally unavailable. She liked the way he spoke like he was solving the world’s problems in his head. But Adams? Adams had eyes for someone else. Yes! Erica.Then there was Lorenzo. Charming yet dangerous. The type of man who smiled like he knew secrets. Although she just had a light crush on him, he of course, had found his lady, Annabelle. And he is about to be an ass father!So there Ashley was.Alone.Again.***The bar smelled like alcohol, regret, and bad decisions.Ashley sat at the counter, her mascara slightly smudged, a half-empty glass of whiskey in front of her.“One more,” she muttered to the bartender.Her laugh was hollow. She wasn’t drunk yet, just hurt. And tonight, she didn’t want to feel.Across the room, a pair of men had been watching her.With the hunting kind of gaze.One of them nudged the other. They approached.“Wel

  • 184 - Lorenzo And Annabelle

    The morning air was salty and warm, carrying the faint scent of ocean spray. Gentle waves lapped rhythmically against the shore, the sun rising slowly over the horizon, painting the sky in shades of gold, peach, and rose.Annabelle stood barefoot in the soft, white sand, her wedding dress flowing elegantly around her. The lace was delicate, light enough that the breeze teased it playfully, and the subtle shimmer caught the early sunlight.Her hair was braided with tiny seashells and flowers, a crown of ocean dreams she had always imagined. She took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the sun on her skin and the gentle pressure of Lorenzo’s hand on her lower back.“You look… perfect,” Lorenzo murmured, his voice low, private, and full of awe.Annabelle turned slightly, catching his gaze, her cheeks coloring. “I told you,” she whispered, teasing, “this is *my* dream wedding.”“Good thing I love dreams, then,” he said softly, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her temple. His hands

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