Chapter: EPILOGUESIX MONTHS LATERThe contractions start at 2 AM on a Friday morning.By 6 AM, Sarah is in the delivery room. Done. Completely“I can’t do this,” she gasps, tears streaming down her face. “I can’t. It hurts too much.”“Yes, you can.” Ronan’s holding her hand, his voice steady even though his face is pale. “Look at me, Sarah. You can do this.”“I can’t—” Another contraction rips through her and she screams.Malachi is on her other side, his hand shaking as he wipes her face. “We’re
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Chapter: COME FOR US, PRINCESSRONAN“Yes—fuck, yes—” Sarah’s cry cuts off as he slams into her, his cock stretching her pussy wide, balls slapping her ass with a wet smack.Her scream echoes over the waves, her nails raking his arms, drawing blood that drips onto her thighs, mixing with her sweat. “Jaxon, oh god—”“Take it, baby,” he growls, fucking her hard, the wet squelch of her cunt loud as hell, her juices foaming around his shaft, bubbling with every thrust.Her pussy lips grip him, stretched tight, her inner walls fluttering, a slick trail of her cream coating his balls. I watch, my cock throbbing, pre-cum dripping onto the blanket, pooling in the sand.“My fu
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Chapter: SPREAD, PRINCESSRONANSarah is standing barefoot in the sand, her wedding dress clinging to her juicy curves, the lace back cut so low I see the dimples above her thick ass.We have just waved the last of our guest goodbye. The last yacht has taken them to the closest island nearby. Tonight, Sarah and us are the only people on this one.Her dress tortured my cock all day. I’m finally ready to claim our princess, our beautiful wife.But it’s Jaxon who breaks first, storming across the sand like a goddamn animal.His big hands grab her waist, yanking her against him so hard her breath hitches, her breasts heaving against his chest.Her s
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Chapter: FOR THE REST OF MY LIFEMALACHITwo weeks of intensive, crazed planning have brought us here. To this very moment, at this very point in time.It’s hard to believe that we’re finally here. I won. We won. I’m giddier than a man who won a two hundred million dollar lottery.My fingers won’t stop trembling no matter how badly I want them to. I clear my throat and tear my gaze off myself.“Stop fidgeting.”I look at Jaxon through the mirror. He’s adjusting his tie for the fifth time. It’s only normal he falls victim to my rather annoying transfer of..nerves?
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Chapter: I SEE LIGHTSARAHI wake up to white ceiling tiles and the smell of antiseptic.Hospital.I’m in a hospital.My hand goes immediately to my stomach. After everything I went through the last time I had my eyes open, are my babies…?“They’re fine.”The voice that seeps into my ears causes me to whip my head around so quickly, everything starts spinning again.That’s when I see them.Blue eyes stare lovingly at me from the chair closest to my bed, Ronan is lean
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Chapter: EVERYTHING GOES DARKSARAHSilence follows first, like the bullet that escapes the gun seizes time, space, and sound. Everything is frozen for a moment. Either that, or moving too fast my vision fails to capture any movement at all.But after that short, deafening silence, comes a scream.Shriek? Cry? I’m not very certain, but it sends me into the right amount of shock necessary to correct my vision.And the first thing I see is Duncan’s tall and lanky body dropping to the ground, blood pouring from his neck. The bullet turned a damn faucet on.Caroline’s scream is incredibly loud in my ears. Louder than the sound of the gun. I’m not even certain the
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On My Knees for my Best Friend's Daddy
When my ex-boyfriend leaks my sextape and my family expects me to die from shame, here’s what I do: I tell the old creep trying to buy me to fuck off, get myself thrown out, and fly across the country to my best friend’s mansion to figure out my next move.
What I DON’T expect is to walk in on Knox Reid—my best friend’s ex-military billionaire father—stroking his cock to my viral sex tape.
I should be horrified. Humiliated.
Instead, I’m soaking wet and completely mesmerized. And for the first time since my life exploded, I feel powerful.
He catches me staring. Doesn’t stop. Keeps stroking, harder, faster, his dark eyes locked on mine until he comes all over himself.
That forbidden moment changes everything.
Spending the holidays at Knox’s mansion was supposed to be my escape—a place to hide while the scandal blows over.
Instead, it becomes my rebellion.
Now I want him fucking me everywhere, against the frosted windows, on his desk, in front of the fire while my best friend party’s outside.
I want to feel alive again, and Knox makes me burn in all the best ways.
But he’s my best friend’s estranged father trying to fix their relationship. And I’m trying to rebuild my shattered life, not destroy it again.
We should stop, but we can’t.
He’s forbidden. He’s mine. And he’s all I want for the holidays…and maybe for the rest of my life.
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Chapter: The endEPILOGUE Five years later I am nervous. Extremely so. But even in a million years, I wouldn’t have it any other way. “This piece. It’s amazing! I can’t believe something this magical was created from that type of inspiration!” I smile, rubbing my palms together to ease the nerves. The client in front of me looks intrigued. The same expression on the dozens of people swarming the gallery. “Thank you. I’m glad I was able to convey my emotions perfectly.” More words of praises gush out from the client, other random guests stopping by to chip in compliments. I receive them with warm smiles, in complete awe of how much I’ve grown over the years. Not only was my works on display in one of the most prestigious art galleries in the world, I was the headliner. A successful one at that. “Ivy! Ivy!” I turn around to meet my manager rushing towards me. Her movements manage to make me laugh, the smile returning to her face as she catches up to me. “Ivy, brace yourself,” she begins, clutc
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Chapter: Be my babyA FEW DAYS LATER IVY “One more year till graduation.” Those words are now my mantra. The mantra I refused to stop uttering ever since I woke up, got dressed and made my way to college. Now, I’m at college and the words are still at the tip of my tongue. One year till I finish college is still enough time. Enough time for me to focus, get my grades up and live a normal life. The possibilities are endless. And as long as I can get through my first day with dozens of eyes threatening to bore holes into my skin, I can survive anything. I quicken my steps, flipping my hoodie to cover my face. I can still feel eyes following me though, every single person on campus refusing to move past my scandal. I survive the stares and make my way to my first class. With my hoodie still on, I pull out the few art supplies I managed to get during the weekend and we begin practicing. The next few minutes goes smoothly and I’m once again reminded of how much I love painting. Things are peaceful
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Chapter: Come crashing down with meKNOX “No, I’m not moving back to Pristine.” I furrow my brows, Catherine’s words taking both me and Sierra by surprise. Sierra glances at me and her frown immediately deepens. She still refuses to utter a word to me and instead, turns to face her mother. “Why?” I ask her through the screen. The entire purpose of the video call is to get to move back here and hopefully, it’ll get Sierra to finally stop giving me an attitude. “It’s better to—“ “No,” Catherine cuts me off before i can finish. “I’m fine here where i am. Coming all the way to Pristine is unnecessary. You’re already doing more than enough for me by worrying about me and taking care of my medical bills. I don’t need to come over there and be any more of a burden to you.” “Catherine—“ “That’s fine, mum,” Sierra cuts her off this time. “You don’t have to come here. I’ve chosen not to stay here anymore so I’ll just come to you instead.” Her words take me by surprise and I immediately turn to give her a sharp glance. She
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Chapter: Bruise his egoIVY Home sweet home. My eyes linger on the words, a faint smile tugging at my lips. The first time I read them was at the airport—and back then, they felt ironic. Painfully so. But now, I’m determined to make them real.After all, I finally have a place of my own.I jingle the keys in my hand, the soft sound echoing through the wide, empty space that now belongs to me. Despite the house not completely belonging to me, it still feels nice to call it mine. I was left with no choice but to get it on rent despite my initial plan to buy the place. Buying a place like this would’ve cost more than I can ever afford and even getting it wasn’t easy. Endless calls, paperwork, negotiations—it almost felt like the universe was testing how badly I wanted a fresh start.Turns out, I wanted it badly enough. The smile on my face widens as I take in the bare walls and quiet corners of the room. I can already see it— a soft couch by the corner, maybe a canvas next to it so I can paint in my spare
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Chapter: Nothing will change my mindKNOX For the first time in a long while, Sierra’s words do not have her desired effect on me. Not even at the slightest. Her words, her disappointment— no emotion she feels gets to me. Not as long as Ivy remains missing. Not until Ivy returns to me. “Dad!” I watch the realization dawn upon her as her eyes widen. She looks at me, clearly expecting an explanation but I have none. Not at that moment. “Not now, princess,” my tone is controlled and I turn to face Thomas almost immediately. “I don’t have time for this. Not right now.” “What do you mean not now?!” Sierra raises her voice and immediately storms towards me. She stands between Thomas and I, her arms folded as she continues to demand explanations. “Even after everything? Seriously, dad?! After everything we spoke about? You still went behind me to give her a car? What else did you already give to her? Tell me. Do I mean that little to you?” “Answer me!” her impatience is obvious from her tone. “What the hell is going on?
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Chapter: Where the hell is she?!KNOX “What do you mean you don’t know where the fuck she is?!” I am fuming. Anger floods my veins like fire, burning through every rational thought in my head. Fear and worry follow close behind, gnawing at the edges of my mind, but they are nothing compared to the rage rising in my chest.Ivy is missing. Ivy is nowhere to be found?! The moment the word leaves Thomas’ mouth, fury takes over. The words are enough to make my vision sharpen, my hands curling into fists before I even realize it, my jaw tightening so hard it aches. A thousand worst case scenarios flash through my mind. “She’s ill!” Every word comes outside louder than the last. “So how the fuck could you lose her?! How could your men have left her alone in the house? Where the fuck did you expect her to go when she could barely sit straight?! How the fuck could they let her out of their sights?!” “They were on a break,” Thomas stands in front of my desk. His head is lowered but I need him to meet my gaze. “My men w
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HER FORBIDDEN DADDIES: FILTHY ONE SHOTS
They’re off-limits, forbidden, and that’s what makes them irresistible.
She’s the goddaughter who’s been touching herself to his name since she was old enough to know what wanting meant, and now she’s come home to collect.
She’s the neglected wife whose stepsons look at her like they want to devour her, maybe it’s time she let them.
She’s the fiancée whose future husband sold her to his brother to cover his debts and she’s discovering her new owner knows exactly how to make her beg.
Daddy’s best friends. Stepfathers. Bosses. Professors. Brothers-in-law. Stepbrothers. Father-in-laws. Best friends’ dads.
Every man she was told to stay away from.
This collection contains: age-gap, step-family, power exchange, revenge, MFM, FFM, obsession, and possession.
You’ve been warned, but you’ll read it anyway.
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Chapter: DADDY'S DEBT TO PAY 5The three months ended and I didn’t leave.Not because I couldn’t. Not because the debt was leverage or the arrangement was binding or I had nowhere else to go. I stayed because Dominic Ashe had peeled back every layer of armour I’d ever worn and found the thing underneath and held it like it mattered. And because somewhere between the rage and the reckoning, I’d fallen in love with a man made of scars and contradictions who ran an underworld and made me breakfast and knelt at my feet when he’d wronged me.He told me everything. All of it—the operations, the risks, the people who depended on him and the people who wanted him dead. He laid his empire open like a body on a table and let me see every ugly organ and every necessary vein and asked me not to look away.I didn’t.My father called once, two weeks after the three months ended. Sober this time—genuinely sober, the first time in years. He said he was i
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Chapter: DADDY'S DEBT TO PAY 4I found out on day seventy-eight that the debt had been cleared on day one.Not day ninety. Not even day twelve, when he first touched me. Day one. The night I’d shown up at his loft with fury in my chest and my father’s sins around my neck, Dominic had already wiped the balance. Cancelled it entirely. Told his accountant to eat the two point three million like it was a rounding error, because to a man who moved the kind of money he moved, it was.I found out because I saw the ledger. He’d left it open on his desk—whether by accident or design, I’d never be sure—and there it was in black and white: Resolved. Day one. No further collection.The three months was a fiction. The arrangement was a fiction. I’d been free since the moment I walked through his door, and he’d let me believe otherwise because—Because he’d wanted me to stay. And he hadn’t known how to ask.Th
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Chapter: DADDY'S DE BT TO PAY 3After the first time, the walls came down fast.Not slowly, not gracefully—they collapsed like a building brought down by controlled demolition, one charge after another until there was nothing left standing between us. We moved through the loft like a fever. The kitchen counter. The shower. The desk where he worked, papers scattered and forgotten while he bent me over its edge and made me forget my own name. Every surface became a memory. Every room held the echo of a sound one of us had made.But it was the nights that undid me. After the frenzy, after the bruises and the bitten lips and the sweat-soaked sheets, he’d pull me against his chest and talk. And Dominic Ashe talking in the dark was a different creature entirely from the man who ran an empire of shadows.He told me about growing up in Dorchester—the kind of neighbourhood that made you hard or made you dead. His mother, who cleaned office buildings and never complained. His father, w
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Chapter: DADDY'S DEBT TO PAY 2The tension broke on day twelve.Twelve days of circling each other in that loft like two planets locked in a gravitational pull neither of us wanted to acknowledge. Twelve days of his eyes on me when he thought I wasn’t looking. Twelve days of me pretending I didn’t notice the way my skin prickled when he entered a room, the way my breathing changed when he stood too close, the way I’d lie in bed at night and listen to the low rumble of his voice on the phone in the next room and press my thighs together until the ache subsided.He was infuriatingly respectful. That was the problem. He didn’t leer, didn’t crowd, didn’t touch. He cooked breakfast—the man ran a shadow economy and cooked breakfast—and left food on the counter for me with a note that said Eat in handwriting that was sharp and angular and somehow intimate. He asked about the books I was reading. He argued with me about politics over dinner l
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Chapter: DADDY'S DEBT TO PAYMy father sold me on a Tuesday.Not literally. He didn’t wrap me in brown paper and hand me across a counter. But when a man owes two million dollars to the kind of people who collect debts with pliers and blowtorches, and the only asset he has left is a twenty-four-year-old daughter with a smart mouth and a spine made of spite, the math does itself.He called me at eleven p.m. His voice was the slurred, watery thing it became after the fifth drink—the voice that had narrated my childhood in excuses and broken promises. He said he was sorry. He said there was no other way. He said a man named Dominic Ashe wanted to meet me, and if I didn’t show up, they’d come for us both.I hung up. Sat on the edge of my bed in the studio apartment I could barely afford. Stared at the wall. And then I got dressed, because that’s what you do when the world splits open at your feet—you put on clothes and you walk into the wreckage.The a
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Chapter: OWNED BY TWO 4They came to me together on the seventh night.No pretence. No pretending. Matteo opened the door and Ares followed, and the look that passed between them told me this had been discussed, negotiated, decided—the way everything in their world was. They’d shared an empire. They’d shared blood. And now, standing in the doorway of my borrowed room with matching hunger in mismatched eyes, they were offering to share me.I should have said no. I should have remembered that I was here against my will, that these men were criminals, that wanting them was a betrayal of every rational instinct I possessed. But rationality had abandoned me somewhere around the third night, and what was left—raw, electric, aching—didn’t care about should.“Both of you,” I said. Not a question.Matteo closed the door. Ares locked it.“Rules,” Matteo said, his voice carrying the calm authority that made my body respond
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