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Art Of Survival: Part 1 by Monique Orgeron
Title: Art of Survival: Part 1
Series: A Stern Family Saga
Author: Monique Orgeron
Genre: Contemporary Romance Suspense
Release Date: August 23, 2018
Cover Design: Serendipity Formats
Cover Design: Serendipity Formats
You think you know me? You think you know what I have been through?
My life, like I said before, has been written through my sons’ lives.
But not all.
Once, there was a girl, who was left alone in this world to fight and defend herself.
She did exactly that and became,
Catherine Stern.
Becoming someone, I wasn’t, was not easy.
It came with strings that strangled every part of my old self out.
The girl I once was would have to be destroyed and replaced with a woman who would rule.
A woman who was a fighter and a survivor.
The problem is, I’m not sure I have what it takes to fight anymore battles and endure what is to come.
The night he learned of my pregnancy, things changed. Now I was frightened.
He didn’t leave and didn’t demand I leave the master suite. We fell asleep, together. The next morning, I woke with William dressing for work. He looked in the mirror, fixing his tie.
Closing my eyes, I see the vision of him in the mirror and hear my voice as I ask,
“William, what does this mean?”
“You’re carrying my child. You carry this baby to full term, you will belong to us for life. From now on, you will have more freedom, more privileges. Remember who you are. You are Mrs. Stern, my wife and my children’s mother. You remember that and act as such then everything will be yours. Take your role serious because now, our son will count on you to do so.”
“I don’t know what that entails William.”
He turns from the mirror, looks at me so I’ll know he’s serious. “You will. Our child isn’t even born yet and people will want what he will have. It’s up to us to make sure they don’t get it.”
With that, he walked out the door, leaving me wondering what he was talking about. It didn’t take long before I found out though.
My pregnancy was wonderful. William followed up on his promise to give me more freedom. I was allowed to leave the mansion and shop. I always had a bodyguard with me until after my pregnancy, that was non-negotiable. He also wanted me to make connections with some of his associate’s wives. Here I was eighteen, acting like I was thirty. Doing luncheons was becoming a norm. He also quit flaunting women in front of me. I wasn’t stupid, I knew he hadn’t quit seeing other women but now he didn’t throw them in my face.
As my belly grew, I started feeling Gabriel move and the more my heart opened. I never knew it would be like that. I had no idea how easily I would cry at the idea of feeling love. I thoroughly enjoyed every second of my pregnancy. I was also terrified of giving birth to him. Not because of the pain but because I was scared to lose my connection with him. I was still scared to be a mother. I didn’t know how to be one. Would I still feel the same once he was here? Would he love me back? All I knew was there was never a better feeling than having this life inside of me.
It was during this time that I thought William and I had a chance at love. He had become more affectionate and loved showing me off to his friends. There was no family though. I asked him one time about his parents and he never answered me. I saw how agitated it made him though, so I never asked again. Many years later, I found out the truth.
Gabriel was born at home. William insisted. He was paranoid but refused to tell me why. Paul was called when my water broke and hours later, I gave birth to a perfect, healthy, baby boy. Perfection is the only word I can use for him. Pure perfection for the love that I felt. It was instant. Paul laid him on my chest and the second I looked at him, it was like I could finally breathe. Like my heart was exploding with emotion. Nothing can compare to the feeling you have when they put your baby in your arms for the first time. I felt it for all of them. But Gabriel was my first. He was the first one to ever own me because even though William thought he owned me, he didn’t. This little perfect baby, owned every inch of me. I gave him ownership freely and fully.
William came closer to me to see his son. I was proud and happy to show him but then he took Gabriel out my arms to hold him and my breath stopped. I started to panic internally. I tried not to show it, but I needed him to give me my son back. Even with him being only a few steps away from me it was like a boulder laying on my chest. It wasn’t until William walked back to give me Gabriel that I breathed again.
When Gabriel was a month-old, William invited all his associates and wives to visit our home to show off our son. This is where things clicked for me.
I walked around, holding Gabriel while all the women gawked at him, telling me how precious he was. Then William came and took him away from me to take a seat in the living room by the fireplace. I didn’t know it but William had Jeffery set a chair up like he was king. I walked in the room, watching all the men walk up to William and my son. One at a time, shaking William’s hand. The more I watched, the more I saw it. The hunger, the envy. That’s when Williams words came back to me.
“Take your role serious because now, our son will count on you to do so. Our child isn’t even born yet and people will want what he will have. It’s up to us to make sure they don’t get it.”
At that time, I was not fully aware of what William did or was to this state, but I saw the respect he was given and knew he was important. But, I also saw the jealousy.
My son was born now, and I finally understood what William meant. These men would take every opportunity offered to them to steal from my son. They would happily see him destroyed to gain whatever power he was to inherit. Right then and there, I vowed to never allow that to happen. He was mine, and he would be king in this state like his father looked, sitting in that chair.
That day was the day everything changed for me. I gave up any foolish thoughts that an eighteen-year-old would have. Even though I’d been called Catherine Stern for almost three years, this was the day I walked over to my husband and child. I stood by their side and truly became Catherine Stern. Let them come, I would kill any who tried.
Unfortunately, I never saw it coming from the man who made me. William saw the change in me. He had predicted it. His reason for allowing me more freedom was because he knew once my son was born there would never be freedom for me. He knew he could always use Gabriel to restrain me. He never needed a lock on a door again. He had his weapon of choice and he used it every chance he could.
Written by Monique Orgeron’s eldest, most beautiful, and intelligent daughter. (My sister is going to hate this part.)
My mom happens to be the most caring, loving, and stubborn person I know, well anyone knows. She gives 100% percent of herself to everyone and has given up so much of herself for my sister and I. For twenty-one years she has poured her heart and soul into making sure we know that we are loved and that we can do anything we put our minds too, but it was about time she figured that out about herself.
Up until this year I hadn’t seen my mom do anything for only her, but this book has allowed her to travel the world through the pages of a book, make new friends, and feel the joy of doing something exciting.
There is a new light behind her eyes and it is just making me feel more joy than she can ever imagine. While she might be annoying most of the time, I am so thrilled that she is finally allowing herself to grow as a person and not spend all of her energy on her family.
It has been a long journey of self-discovery for my mom; she has gone from domestic supermom to domestic goddess throughout the process of writing.
We are so very excited and proud of you! I love you as big as the world.
-Bria and Tony
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Art Of Loyalty by Monique Orgeron
Title: Art of Loyalty
Series: A Stern Family Saga #4
Author: Monique Orgeron
Genre: Contemporary Romance w/ Suspense
Release Date: May 24, 2018
In life there are things that will never leave you and loyalty that can never be broken.
As a boy, Vincent Stern suffered abuse that continues to haunt him long after the physical scars have healed.
His hatred turned into a need for revenge.
That need turned into guilt that would never leave him, creating a darkness in his life, festering and tormenting his mind.
But with all his darkness comes light.
A woman he never even considered, could one day become his home.
Does she possess the ability to save him from himself?
Sometimes life makes decisions for you.
Isn’t it funny how things turn out when life forces your hand?
In tragedy you do things you would never see yourself doing.
Choices had to be made, even if she was too young to make them.
She will never regret those decisions, but she will also never allow herself to dream beyond the life that she has already resigned herself to.
Until one night, her life changes and with it, her heart.
Can they save each other and find the love they both deserve?
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I’m ready to bring her home, but I find her passed out, sleeping peacefully. “Fuck!”
It takes me about five minutes to find her address. If people only knew how easy it is to find out everything there is about them, it would scare the shit out of most. Once I have her address programmed into my GPS, I start driving her home. Pulling up to her upscale townhouse, I exit the car. Opening the back door, I lay my hands on my hips and take a deep breath looking at her passed out. Now to get her out. I grab her purse first, digging for her keys. Then I walk to her front door, unlocking it and throw her purse on a small table in the entryway. Now, to retrieve sleeping beauty. I pull her into my arms, carrying her into the house. She wakes with her head lying on my chest as I close the door.
“Vin, where are we?”
“You’re home now. Which direction do I go?”
“Oh shit, I fell asleep, didn’t I? You can put me down here, I’ll be fine.”
I look down at her and maybe too roughly demand, “Where?!”
Her eyes get a little bigger, but she points to the stairs, “Second door on the right.”
I carry her to her bedroom and set her on her feet. She instantly takes off her heels and proceeds to remove her skirt. At first, I’m shocked, but then I can’t quit staring. She gives me a knowing look and smiles up at me when she starts to unbutton her blouse.
“Maybe you should wait until I leave to take off your shirt.”
She gives me a devious smile and says, “Why, are you scared? I’m not.”
Now she has me intrigued. “Maybe you should be, you don’t know me.”
“I know all I need to. I’ve heard about you Vin. The girls all say ‘Vin Stern is a man of mystery. The quiet one that watches but doesn’t touch.’ Why is that Vin? Don’t you want to touch?”
Her shirt falls to the floor and she stands there looking like sin. All legs, with a tight body covered in a black lace bra and thong. Perfection. She saunters to her bed.
“You don’t touch, but do you like to watch?”
She lays her body down in the middle of her bed, bending her legs and spreading them wide.
“I saw you watching me tonight. Is that what you’re into? Do you like watching from afar?” She slides her hand down her body and slips into her panties.
“Then watch me Vin. I know you want to.”
She looks directly at me and says in a low sultry voice, “I want you to.”
I’m frozen. I know this is wrong, I shouldn’t be here. She’s drunk and even if she weren’t, she’s Gabriel’s. Well not his, but she has been with him through the years as a regular. It’s wrong ten different ways but I can’t turn away. I continue to watch as her fingers pull her thong away to put her bare pussy further on display. She works her fingers over her sex just like she likes it and I study every movement. I watch as her fingers penetrate and how she glistens. The sounds of her moans are getting breathy, heightened in desire. Her hips raise off the bed as her fingers slide deeper inside her. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed. I couldn’t walk out that door if my life depended on it.
“You like this Vin? Do you like watching me pleasure myself? I’m going to cum so hard for you, baby.”
Her head falls back as she makes herself cum. I watch with fascination as her body writhes in pleasure. Once her body has come down from ecstasy, she looks back up at me with a smile from ear to ear.
“Was it good for you?”
I walk up to her and grab her hard by the back of her neck, pulling her up to my face. “Don’t fuck with me! You don’t know what lies beneath!”
With her still in my grasp, I grab her hand and suck her fingers into my mouth, tasting how sweet she really is.
I release her and start walking out of the room. I hear her laugh and yell at me, “I know exactly what lies beneath Vin. You’re just scared of letting him out to play.”
It takes me about five minutes to find her address. If people only knew how easy it is to find out everything there is about them, it would scare the shit out of most. Once I have her address programmed into my GPS, I start driving her home. Pulling up to her upscale townhouse, I exit the car. Opening the back door, I lay my hands on my hips and take a deep breath looking at her passed out. Now to get her out. I grab her purse first, digging for her keys. Then I walk to her front door, unlocking it and throw her purse on a small table in the entryway. Now, to retrieve sleeping beauty. I pull her into my arms, carrying her into the house. She wakes with her head lying on my chest as I close the door.
“Vin, where are we?”
“You’re home now. Which direction do I go?”
“Oh shit, I fell asleep, didn’t I? You can put me down here, I’ll be fine.”
I look down at her and maybe too roughly demand, “Where?!”
Her eyes get a little bigger, but she points to the stairs, “Second door on the right.”
I carry her to her bedroom and set her on her feet. She instantly takes off her heels and proceeds to remove her skirt. At first, I’m shocked, but then I can’t quit staring. She gives me a knowing look and smiles up at me when she starts to unbutton her blouse.
“Maybe you should wait until I leave to take off your shirt.”
She gives me a devious smile and says, “Why, are you scared? I’m not.”
Now she has me intrigued. “Maybe you should be, you don’t know me.”
“I know all I need to. I’ve heard about you Vin. The girls all say ‘Vin Stern is a man of mystery. The quiet one that watches but doesn’t touch.’ Why is that Vin? Don’t you want to touch?”
Her shirt falls to the floor and she stands there looking like sin. All legs, with a tight body covered in a black lace bra and thong. Perfection. She saunters to her bed.
“You don’t touch, but do you like to watch?”
She lays her body down in the middle of her bed, bending her legs and spreading them wide.
“I saw you watching me tonight. Is that what you’re into? Do you like watching from afar?” She slides her hand down her body and slips into her panties.
“Then watch me Vin. I know you want to.”
She looks directly at me and says in a low sultry voice, “I want you to.”
I’m frozen. I know this is wrong, I shouldn’t be here. She’s drunk and even if she weren’t, she’s Gabriel’s. Well not his, but she has been with him through the years as a regular. It’s wrong ten different ways but I can’t turn away. I continue to watch as her fingers pull her thong away to put her bare pussy further on display. She works her fingers over her sex just like she likes it and I study every movement. I watch as her fingers penetrate and how she glistens. The sounds of her moans are getting breathy, heightened in desire. Her hips raise off the bed as her fingers slide deeper inside her. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed. I couldn’t walk out that door if my life depended on it.
“You like this Vin? Do you like watching me pleasure myself? I’m going to cum so hard for you, baby.”
Her head falls back as she makes herself cum. I watch with fascination as her body writhes in pleasure. Once her body has come down from ecstasy, she looks back up at me with a smile from ear to ear.
“Was it good for you?”
I walk up to her and grab her hard by the back of her neck, pulling her up to my face. “Don’t fuck with me! You don’t know what lies beneath!”
With her still in my grasp, I grab her hand and suck her fingers into my mouth, tasting how sweet she really is.
I release her and start walking out of the room. I hear her laugh and yell at me, “I know exactly what lies beneath Vin. You’re just scared of letting him out to play.”
Written by Monique Orgeron’s eldest, most beautiful, and intelligent daughter. (My sister is going to hate this part.)
My mom happens to be the most caring, loving, and stubborn person I know, well anyone knows. She gives 100% percent of herself to everyone and has given up so much of herself for my sister and I. For twenty-one years she has poured her heart and soul into making sure we know that we are loved and that we can do anything we put our minds too, but it was about time she figured that out about herself.
Up until this year I hadn’t seen my mom do anything for only her, but this book has allowed her to travel the world through the pages of a book, make new friends, and feel the joy of doing something exciting.
There is a new light behind her eyes and it is just making me feel more joy than she can ever imagine. While she might be annoying most of the time, I am so thrilled that she is finally allowing herself to grow as a person and not spend all of her energy on her family.
It has been a long journey of self-discovery for my mom; she has gone from domestic supermom to domestic goddess throughout the process of writing.
We are so very excited and proud of you! I love you as big as the world.
-Bria and Tony
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