
Burning Hot
Burning Hot
Ignite Your Darkest Desires
Do NOT open unless you’re ready to BURN.
Do NOT read unless you crave the HEAT.
A pulse-pounding collection of dark and forbidden stories crafted for readers who love danger, temptation, and secrets that should have stayed buried.
Inside, you’ll discover:
Forbidden family secrets:
Relationships that cross dangerous boundaries, buried desires that threaten to surface, and secrets capable of destroying everything in their path.
Office affairs:
Power, ambition, stolen glances, and chemistry that turns the workplace into a battlefield where one wrong move could cost everything.
Risky encounters, dangerous situations, and the intoxicating fear of being discovered when secrets refuse to stay hidden.
Hidden truths, forbidden discoveries, and the dangerous consequences of seeing something you were never meant to find.
These stories are dark.
They’re messy.
They’re addictive.
Lock the door. Turn down the lights. Let the flames consume you.
You’ve been warned.
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Chapter: Their favorite flower IIIKarina’s POV.I am ashamed, feeling pleasure, and terrified at the same time.We are at my mother's garden eating the fruits that should be forbidden and avoided…but I don't want to stop.Oliver is still between my legs, his lips are slick and stained with my own pussy juice.I blush as he meet my eyes, his eyes are dark and intense as he moves upwards to hold my neck.“Look at you, naked and dripping for your stepbrothers” he says and I whine with lust as Rick pulls off my nipple with a loud pop sound.“How did she taste?“ he asks his brother and Oliver tightens his hand around my neck, why does his touch feel good like that?“Tastes like sin, like heaven and like…Karina all that once” Rick replies before leaning in even closer, my lips part in anticipation as he locks our lips together in a kiss.A hand slides from the valley my breast down to my stomach and down to my pussy.Still kissing Oliver, the finger rubs in slow circles that make my moan into Oliver's mouth.“So soft…” Rick
Last Updated: 2026-03-17
Chapter: Their favorite flower IIKarina’s POVThe hot sun has nothing to do with the heat coursing through my veins or the heat pooling in between my legs right now.I am between two hot half naked men…not just any men, they are my step brothers. Oliver and Rick eyes are still glues to my big chest.The flimsy white fabrics of my top is completely plastered to my body, showing off the way my cleavage looks…full and womanly.“Jesus Christ…” Oliver mutters under his breath and I bite my lip in shame, aware of how every breath I take, makes it worse. Each breath out pushes my chest up and each breath in makes them bounce.“Baby sis, you've got dirt on you” Rick whispers and he gently lifts one hand to brush the speck of sand off me.“Mmhh” I accidentally moan out loudly as his fingers brush over my breast, sending shots of lightning through my body…to my pussy.Oh God…“What was that, stepsis?“ Oliver asks, wearing a dirty smirk that shows me how much he knows I enjoyed that little touch..Oliver follows his twin brothe
Last Updated: 2026-03-06
Chapter: Their favorite flower IKarina's POV “Fuck it, next time we have to fuck her at the same time” I hear my one of the twins say, dirty and unfiltered. My eyes fly up as I grip the shovel tight…oh my god, what am I listening to right now? The two attractive men are standing shirtless under the hot sun with sweat dripping down their foreheads and glistening on their tanned skin. My eyes drop from their body to the floor as the heat spreads across my face…oh God, why should anyone look this good? “Hmm Suzy was such a good girl for us” the other twin responds in that honey-like voice that makes me lean forward with my breath held. Suzy…? With my knees to the floor, and my breathing coming out slowly, I try my best to let my eyes roam their bodies and listen silently. Oliver and Rick, the twin sons of my mother's new husband look like they stepped out of a magazine cover. Rick the older twin has his muscular arms folded across his broad chest, his grey eyes are hooded and his abs tight as he listen
Last Updated: 2026-03-04
Chapter: Daddy's baby girl IIIAmy's POV His hand on my waist gets tighter and his tongue pushes harder into my mouth, the kiss is unforgiving and hot.My body leans in to take even more of him, it's all I need in this moment, the smell of him this close is addictive, better than pressing fabric into my face.Daddy grabs me and pins me against the unstable wall of the dressing space, kissing me like his life depends on it and I wrap my arms around him to keep him as close as possible.My moans are not muffled despite the person on the other side, I keep whimpering and my legs keep shaking as I stroke the dick in my hand, his precum leaks more and more into my hand making the strokes easier.The wet slick sound fills the small space and I move my hand up and down even harder, “fuck, sweetie if you keep doing that…” he says as I give him a particular stroke that makes him groan and take hand off him.I want to make daddy see that I can be the girl he needs, the girl that can pleasure him perfectly, that I can be the
Last Updated: 2026-03-03
Chapter: Daddy's baby girl IIAmy's POV The air between us is buzzing with untouchable energy, something that shouldn't exist, something that shouldn't be allowed.The simple word makes his hips jerk forward and his cock press into my ass, the thin material of my panties doesn't do anything to protect us.Even through his pants and through my panties, I feel the throbbing of his hardness and the heat of him, I gasp as he presses into me again “Daddy…” the small whisper leaves my lips and his hand on my waist moves up again to my ribs.“Jesus baby…” he hisses and puts some distance between us, the break in contact makes me whine, I don't want to stop being close to him like this.This is what my body has been craving for a very long time, this is how I've needed him for so long, my breathing shudders as he groans as well.“Baby, we shouldn't…we can't…your mom's gonna be here any minute” he says softly, his breath fanning my ear and I turn around to look at him “I want it, please daddy…you can have me…” I hear my
Last Updated: 2026-03-02
Chapter: Daddy's baby girl IGianna’s POV“Oh God…” my breathy moan fills the bathroom.Ten minutes before mom would come get me for our shopping trip, but I can't stop touching myself to the smell of my stepfather's musky gym scent.Since he started using the gym at home, and since the day I caught the scent of his sweat during laundry…my body has been sent into heated need.No one else is home right now so I snuck in to pick the shirt he used this morning, my soft thighs are spread open and the worn shirt is pressed against my face.“Ahhh…”“Mmfh!” My moan bounces off the wall and my hips jerk forward.I shouldn’t think of my stepfather like this, but I can't help it, the smell of a strong and reliable man makes me need him in ways that are wrong.My small moans grow louder as I breathe him in, imagining his fingers rubbing over my slicked entrance, slow and wet as his strong arms hold me up.I push deeper, thrusting my fingers faster until my walls clench, bringing me to the edge and I throw my head back with
Last Updated: 2026-02-28

Masterpiece: The Professor’s One-Night Stand
What do you do when the man from the filthiest night of your life walks into your lecture hall wearing a professor’s title?
Jennie had a plan. University acceptance. A carefully arranged future with her boyfriend. A deal that would buy her family the prestige they craved and give his family the brilliant mind they needed to keep their empire alive.
Then, she caught him cheating.
Two broken nights later, she ends up beneath a stranger twice her age. He has ink hidden under his clothes, a tatse for ruining the innocent, and hands that can taint a saint.
She never planned to see him again.
She never planned for that same man to become Professor Moreau, the man standing at the front of her class with ears that already knows every sound she makes when aroused.
He should transfer her. She should cling to the safe, useful boyfriend her family demands. They both swear the night never happened, but every lecture is a slow form of torture.
Every forced meeting tightens the noose. He looks at the talent she was taught to bury and calls it a masterpiece he intends to claim. She looks at the man who already had her once and realizes freedom has a name, an age gap, and a list of sins she can’t stop replaying.
Their rule is simple: never speak of it. Never touch. Never let the world know the professor already knows how she falls apart.
But rules break.
What starts as guilt and denial becomes obsession. Possession. A private corruption neither of them can stop. The careful lives they built begin to rot from the inside, and the only question left is how much they’re willing to destroy to keep the masterpiece exactly where it belongs…under him.
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Chapter: 17Jennie's POV I'm shaking from the cold and trying my best not to stare at Adrien's veiny hand on the steering wheel. Those hands are some of the strongest parts of my memory. He has one hand on the steering wheel and the other one on the gear stick. The universe must have something against me, because why…just tell me why I'm sitting next to the man I've been mentally resisting?I'm fucked in a million ways. He's trying his best to look away from me, but it's impossible to ignore the heat between us. I clench my fists against my thigh as another unpredictable shiver runs through me and I lock my jaw. He called me Dahlia, I can't tell if it was an honest mistake or he's playing a game with me. That name is packed with meaning and he already said he doesn't want me here. What's the point in being stupid? I sneak a glance at him. My stupid heart is hurting at the way he's clenching his jaw. I guess he really doesn't want me here.“Stop the car,” I say and he acknowledges me with a side
Last Updated: 2026-11-05
Chapter: 16Professor Adrien Moreau's POVI'm fucked in the head. One night with a girl I never should have touched has ruined me in every way. My student…my temptation…my Dahlia.I saw her as I rolled up the tinted window of my car. I pushed the button a beat too late just so I can indulge myself by looking at her. She's so fucking perfect that it's wrong. She's drenched, wearing a deep scowl, and holding back tears, yet she's perfect to me. The greedy monster inside me has woken up, it's craving her…I'm craving her.My Dahlia…no, Jennie, is still standing there with a bag in her hand and her hair sopping wet.Drive. Keep on going, Adrien. Do not take your feet off the gas, if you do, you'd free fall into the girl you swore you wouldn't look at twice.The devil and an angel are having a fucking divine meeting on my shoulders and I'm at war with myself. Her taste is still fresh on my tongue. The way her face contorted in pleasure is still at the forefront of my mind like a tattoo. And her moans…he
Last Updated: 2026-11-05
Chapter: 15Jennie's POV I regret it the moment I step into the restaurant. I hate this place. I can already smell the seafood I've always told Oliver that I don't like.He's sitting at a table that's right in the middle of the restaurant. His hair is impeccably done as always, so is his suit, and so is his mannerisms as he speaks with a waitress serving wine. She's leaning forward and showing a good amount of her cleavage. Oliver doesn't seem to mind it, instead, he gives her an appreciative once-over before looking up.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.Is this the life I'm really going to be choosing?“Baby, over here.” my boyfriend waves and I fix my expression. I can't believe I left Cara at our place for this. She’s clearly unhappy with my choice, but she also understands the logic behind the decision. I hate this so much. I walk over to Oliver in my kitten heels and he doesn't even eye me up like he did with that woman.“Hi,” I say softly as I slide into the seat he reserved for us. From the corner of my
Last Updated: 2026-10-27
Chapter: 14Jennie's POV “Urghh” I groan as I tug the black jacket off my body. I’m dressed in a white bodycon dress. It’s molded to my body and brings out every curve. It’s beautiful but it doesn’t feel right.Nothing feels right for tonight’s date. I’m deliberately avoiding the dress I wore to the club where I met Professor Moreau. Just the thought of putting it on feels like an unforgivable sin. Somehow, even looking at it feels so wrong.I run my fingers through my brown hair in frustration.My phone is sitting on the bed with a pre-typed message. I had prepared a raincheck text ahead; it’s for just in case I actually end up having a melt down over what to wear.JenJen:[draft]Hey. I know you prepared for this with enthusiasm and love. I’m so sorry, but I can’t come out tonight. I don’t feel so good. Can you come home instead?I eye the phone longingly again. I’m beyond tempted to push the send button. I just want to
Last Updated: 2026-10-11
Chapter: 13Jennie's POV I’m stuck in this small office room with Professor Moreau and he’s not saying a word yet.My hands are lying limp on my lap, and my eyes are flying all over the room. One minute I’m looking at the floor, the next minute I’m looking at him. I feel like I’m about to pass out from the heat building up inside me.The air in the room is thicker than it was just seconds ago.Professor Moreau sighs and runs his fingers through his hair. He isn’t speaking, yet my attention is fixed on him. I peer at his face, and he leans back in his seat, looking at me through those hooded eyes.God, he’s so handsome. How many times have I said those words in my head? I’ve lost track, but I am sure I will definitely say them again. “Your boyfriend…” he starts, but his voice trails off.I break our eye contact at the mention of Oliver and press my top teeth into my bottom lip. “He seems crazy about you” he says and
Last Updated: 2026-10-10
Chapter: 12Jennie’s POVMy mouth hangs open as Oliver leads me to the door of the same man who was in my wet dream this morning.“Oliver, wait…” I say in a cracked voice, holding on to Oliver’s arm to make him slow down, but he keeps on moving.There is no way I am sitting in a room with both men. One of them is supposed to own my heart, while the other one has completely taken over my body. This is a bad situation to be stuck in.“What’s wrong?” Oliver asks as he keeps on walking towards the door. “Can I…I can wait…and I can…” I stumble all over my words without saying anything sensible and Oliver looks at me funny. He raises an eyebrow in confusion. “Babe, you’re acting weird right now,” he says with a small laugh.Damn it.He doesn’t even bother to ask if I still wanted to go in with him, instead, he opens the door and leads me through. As we step into the office, I finally release the breath I was holding.Professor Moreau is not here.Oh, my goodness. I guess I was panicking over nothing.
Last Updated: 2026-10-09