The Sheikh's Secret Baby Bundle

By Aaliyah Jackson and Yarah Isabell

Knocked Up By The Sheikh
When Aamilah gets a dream job offer and a first class ride to Dubai, she knows it's strange but is too caught up in the moment to question why she was chosen. Her question is answered as soon as she meets Sheikh Omar Aladem, who tells her the shocking truth.
His wife is infertile.
She looks just like his wife.
He needs an heir.
Aamilah will get the shock of her life as she's presented with an offer that renders her speechless - let the handsome billionaire take her rough, unprotected, and for the first time in exchange for unimaginable wealth. She has to make up her mind quick - the Sheikh doesn't like to be kept waiting.
Taken Unprotected
Rachel, an Arab-American girl, lives a boring suburban life even she isn't interested in. So when she gets a job offer out of the blue from Sheikh Zayd Salib, she thinks it's a scam and promptly ignores it. That is, until a black limousine pulls up at her house with representatives from the Sheikh, changing her life forever. When she meets him in the flesh she finds out why he's been pursuing her even though they never met - she looks like his wife, and he wants her to bear his secret child, and he'll use every power at his disposal to make her agree. The Sheikh is royalty with total power - and when he gets Rachel under his control, he expects nothing less than total submission to his every last kinky whim as he impregnates her.
Dominated By The Sheikh
A hard-working African American reporter is sent to the Middle East as part of a major journalistic investigation, to interview a royal billionaire Sheikh. What she doesn't expect is for that Sheikh to be young, sexy, and obsessed with her. It puts her in a hazardous position, but the obsessive emotions aren’t all one-sided. She finds herself unable to resist his advances... and he takes full advantage.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Erotic Bundles
• Release date: Oct 17, 2019

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Aamilah woke suddenly, as she felt the man next to her fall asleep on her shoulder. He opened his mouth and snored loudly, drool falling onto her shoulder. She shuddered in disgust, and shook him off of her shoulder. He didn’t wake up, but simply continued snoring at an uncomfortable angle. She shook her head. People could be really rude, she thought to herself. Granted, they were on a thirteen-hour flight to Dubai. It was by far the longest flight that Aamilah had ever been on, and she beginning to go stir crazy.

She was on her way from New York City to Dubai, in order to cover the camel races. She had just graduated journalism school, and was working her first job for an online magazine. She was the only one of her colleagues who spoke Arabic, so she was given the thrilling assignment. She knew that nobody really wanted to cover the camel races. It wasn’t an exciting story, or one any Americans really cared much about. But it was an opportunity to travel. Before college, Aamilah had never been outside of her hometown. Her parents emigrated from Saudi Arabia with her and her older brother, moving them to a small town near Portland, Oregon. She had been seven when they had moved, and didn’t remember much about life in Saudi Arabia. She had never traveled far from home, never being much of an adventurer. But when she graduated high school, her parents wanted her to expand her horizons, and go away for college. They wanted to provide her with the ultimate American experience, including living on your own as soon as you turned eighteen.

Aamilah didn’t understand why she had to be separated from her family. But she listened to her parents. She got into one of the best journalism schools in the country, in New York City. At first she was afraid of living in such a big, unruly city. Life in the Pacific Northwest did not prepare her for the harsh reality of New York. She spent the first half of her freshman year miserable, trying to find her place in this insane, non-stop new world. But she soon found her place, and excelled in everything she tried. She was always the top of her class, and her professors consistently praised her innate talent. Her confidence skyrocketed. Her record was spotless. As her time in college began to come to a close, she got more and more nervous. She had no idea what she was to do without school to guide her. She applied to every newspaper, magazine, and blog she could in the city, and the surrounding areas. She was rejected by almost all of them.

Her confidence began to crash, and she thought she would be forced to move back in with her parents, a failure. She could not survive in this American world, and had wasted the opportunity her parents had given her. Finally, she got a call back from a new travel magazine in the city. She was thrilled, and thankful that she had not failed her parents. She promised herself to work twice as hard, in order to never feel the same fear of failure again. She wanted to provide for her parents, and give them the chance to grow old in peace, without worrying about money for their children or themselves. She worked herself to the bone, hoping it would be enough. She had been working for the magazine for a year when they received an invitation to the camel races. Of course, they would go. As a new magazine, they needed to go out and make the most of the time, and make new connections both in the United States and internationally. She would gladly lead the charge, even if that meant covering the camel races. But, as her parents reminded her, it wasn’t even really about the camel races. It was about the connections she could make. Sheikhs with wealth and power beyond her wildest dreams would be there, if only she could take the opportunity.

Unfortunately for her, she had never had much experience wooing anybody, especially men. In high school and college, she focused her attention solely on her studies. She didn’t make friends easily, and she didn’t understand why she needed to. They wouldn’t be paying her bills, or taking care of her. She needed to do that for herself. So she didn’t go to parties, or worry about the cute