Lamiai is part of the Damien family, the oldest pure blood vampire dynasty. Her father, Nicolai has just been killed and Lamiai is now the only living original family member left. She must hurry and find a partner to keep the bloodline going or she will be murdered on the first full moon of the year, as the prophecy states.
But she can't just choose any partner, it has to be a man that she falls in love with and someone who loves her. Only then, will they be able to produce a child and keep the bloodline alive. If Lamiai does not succeed in her task, the original bloodline that flows through the entire race of the vampire world will die out and every vampire will parish by the end of the year that she is killed.
If she does succeed and produces a child out of the love of her and her beau, they will reign over the vampire kingdom for the rest of their lives and gain immunity from death. But there is a snag in her plan. Adam Levine will do anything to thwart her search in finding the perfect man. Will Adam succeed and become the King of the Vampire World or will Lamiai be the very demise of the Vampire race?
You despise each other, yet you can't get enough of each other. You always fight but secretly, you both enjoy it. So, what happens when you're paired together to work on an upcoming project for the company you work for? Will you keep at each other or finally decide that it's time to settle your differences for the greater good?
There’s a thin line between love and hate. With you and Justin crossing those boundaries and finally giving into the feelings you have for each other, you realize that sometimes love isn’t enough and it takes a little bit more to overcome your dissimilarities.
I broke my bones, playing games with you the type of fun, it makes me blue Oh, I I think I'm into you how much do you want it too what are you prepared to do I think I'm gonna make it worse I talk to you but it don't work I touched you but it starts to hurt what have I been doin' wrong tell me what it is you want
NEW CHAPTER 11/26, 8,000+ words. Enjoy! What does it mean to treat a person as an object? It means you use that person to get what you want without particular regard to what happens to them or how they feel. At one extreme you would not even care if you actually cause harm. More frequently harm is not intended, but the well being of the person you are using is of little or no concern to you. What is of concern to you is to get what you want, which in this case is sex even if it kills you...
When Superstar Justin Timberlake meets up-and-coming song bird Marz, it's a match made in pop music heaven and a publicist dream. The only thing causing stress in their tabloid-picture-perfect relationship? Justin's inability to finish the music for his next solo album. Enter Marz's younger sister Kara, the girl who's been living in her shadow for years as her personal assistant and doormat. With Kara's knack for melodies and Justin's God-given talent with lyrics, everyone thought it was a genius collaboration. But what happens when Justin starts to wonder if he's fallen in love with the wrong sister?
I thought that I had balls and a mind of my own until this girl walked into my life and made me question everything. She brought out the hopeless romantic in me again and it scared the shit out of me, if you want me to be honest. She had me thinking about her and missing her and I felt like a damn pussy. Trace said I felt like a pussy because I’d turned into one. I’m starting to think he’s right.
This is my sequel to Business First. If you haven't read that yet, please go here before you read this one: http://nsync-fiction.com/archive/viewstory.php?sid=2068
After fifteen years of a bond nobody ever thought could be broken, the unthinkable happens. The pieces of Justin and Abbey's incredible love are scattered to the wind, lost in the hurt and confusion that only the loss of a loved one can bring. The only question left to answer is: what now?
Who would have thought ‘that day' was the beginning of the end for us? That was the first time in my life I wished I wasn't Justin Timberlake, having to endure the grief of losing the love of my life and everything I held dear to my heart in our relationship all because of an entry in her diary...
* Written for the Sugar Shack Challenge at Tasting-Eden.com *
I am coming to the end of this roadMy cursed hands they are worn and swollenFor a long time I've been carrying this load Now I'm resting my arms and these things have been oldOh now where do I go when there ain't no signs or pointing arrowsSo many things that I wanted to fulfillThat I could not think straight and I could not sit stillAnd...