Novels by Chidera mm

Professor WolfeI used to run things—command respect through fear, take what I wanted, and burn anything that got in my way. I had no problem taking what I wanted, and no one dared challenge me. Gang leader. Ruthless. Cold. I built an empire on the backs of others, and I burned bridges in ways that could never be undone.But that was before.Then I turned my back on that life and became a lecturer—before I buried my demons under the guise of an ordinary man, trying to pretend my past didn’t exist. No one knew what I’d done, what I’d been.Then it all came crashing down. One fucking lie. One accusation that cost me everything.They framed me—shit, I can’t even say it without wanting to smash something. They said I raped her. A minor. A student. Said I touched her, ruined her, broke her. I never laid a hand on the lad. Not once. Bianca was just a student from the school where I used to teach—bright, kind, and wise beyond her years. When I agreed to tutor her, both during school hours a

It didn’t take long for my dad to fall asleep. His arms were tucked comfortably behind his head as he snored softly on his favorite couch, his right hand still stubbornly gripping the remote.I turned my gaze to Professor Wolfe—and caught him already looking at me. His heated stare dragged across my face, igniting something hot and reckless between us. I knew, at that exact moment, that we were thinking the same thing.Dad had just passed out, and Mom wouldn’t be back until tomorrow.And my dad?He was the heaviest sleeper known to man.I couldn’t even count the number of times my mom had complained about how nothing—not alarms, not storms, not even me and my brother roughhousing—could wake him up.The tension in the room tightened, pulling me back to the present when Professor Wolfe’s cold hands gripped my thighs. A sharp jolt of erotic electricity shot through my body, making me gasp.I looked down—and there he was.Kneeling between my legs.His fiery brown eyes locked onto mine wit

Ava The walk home felt endless and by the time I pushed through the front door, the house was warm and alive with the smell of dinner cooking—roast beef, potatoes, a little gravy, just the way my dad liked it. Normally, the scent would make my mouth water. Tonight, it made my stomach twist. I kicked off my shoes quietly, dropped my bag by the stairs, and wandered into the dining room. My dad was already sitting there, plates set, waiting for me. He looked up immediately, smiling gently. “Hey, kiddo. How was school?” I hesitated, forcing myself to sit across from him. The fork felt heavy in my hand as I toyed with my food without realizing it. It didn’t take long for him to notice. The way his smile dimmed. The way he watched me, his brow creasing just slightly with concern. “You’re awfully quiet tonight, Ava,” he said softly. His voice had that careful tone, the one he used when he didn’t want to push but couldn’t help worrying. I pressed my lips together, the wor

AvaToday, I didn't have Literature, unfortunately, but that didn’t stop me from snooping around outside the class Professor Wolfe was teaching. I’m sure he caught me countless times, the way his gaze darted to the door, his eyebrow arching whenever I dared glance through the window.An hour passed—an eternity—and finally, he emerged from the classroom. I moved quickly, cornering him.“Professor Wolfe,” I said, blocking his path with an innocent smile.His sharp, unreadable gaze flicked to me, waiting. Not a word, just a tilt of his head.I handed him the paper—the one I had deliberately sabotaged two nights ago, full of careless errors and lazy arguments. I knew how bad it was. He would, too.“My essay,” I said, slipping it into his hand. “Wanted to make sure you got it.”He glanced down at the pages, then back at me. “You skipped your scheduled submission slot yesterday.”“I know,” I murmured, offering a sheepish smile. “Wanted to give it to you personally.”His fingers brushed mine

The door slammed behind me, cutting off the noise of the outside world. I was home. I kicked off my shoes at the door, the click of them landing too loud in the silence. My father’s voice carried from the dining room, warm and inviting, as always.“Ava? Is that you?”I didn’t answer. I straightened my shoulders, took a breath, and walked to the dining room.The table was set, as always. The china gleamed, silverware polished. Everything was perfect. My father, in his crisp white shirt and black trousers, sat at the head, his hands folded in front of him. My mother was already seated, her gaze lifting from her phone as I entered, her smile warm.“Ava, how was your day?” my father asked, his voice as smooth and comforting as ever. The man was a saint in the eyes of the world, a respected figure. He had no idea what had just happened to me. What I'd done. “Fine,” I said, my voice too tight. “Quiet.”“Good,” he replied. “Good. I spoke with Director Johnson earlier. He said you’re doing w

I was still trembling when I came. My thighs quivered, clenching helplessly around Professor Damon’s cock as he emptied inside me, thick and hot. He groaned low in his chest, driving into me one last time, deep, possessive, marking me in every filthy, irreversible way.We stayed there for a moment—my back arched against the desk, his body covering mine, our sweat-slicked skin glued together, breathing ragged. The room was thick with the scent of sex, heat curling in the air even with the hum of the AC.But then—Knock.I jolted. My eyes flew open.Knock. Knock.And then a voice.“Professor Wolfe? Are you in there?”My heart plummeted into my stomach.That voice. That calm, familiar, warm voice.My father.Not just any man. Principal Clarke. Head of the school. Head of my home. And a highly respected pastor of our city's most powerful Catholic church.If he walked in and saw what had just happened-his daughter dripping with sex, the air heavy with sin, my professor still semi-hard from

I woke up at 6 a.m. to find the bed empty. When I felt the spaces that Theodoros and Danzo had occupied the night before, they felt cold, implying that they had been outside the room for a long time. I wrapped the bed sheets around me and was about to fall asleep again when a soft knock echoed around the room, and then a familiar voice called from outside, “My Queen, we are here to help you take your bath.” It was Sasha and the 3 other maids that I couldn't recall their names. They helped me take my bath and even brought in many assorted dishes that filled the wide table in my room. I feel like they're planning to fatten me up with all these. I shook my head dramatically and ate. As I ate, the other 3 maids left, except for Sasha, who stood in a corner with her head bowed. Yesterday, the maids left immediately after I started eating and came back to clear the table after I was done, but today was different. I always ate alone with no one in sight to watch me eat. This was a f

"Patience baby, we need to get you prepared to take our dicks" Danzo deep a finger into my cunt and started to finger fuck me, he doubled the fingers inside me and before I knew it, he had three fingers inside me.I moaned, my breath becoming a bit ragged and out of place as Danzo finger fucked me, stretching me a bit with his fingers. Theodros trailed kisses down my neck, nibbling and biting and leaving his prints around my collarbone until his lips brushed my nipple. His warm mouth covered my nipples while his other hand fondled my breasts. I moaned and gasped, my breathing quickening as I felt the upcoming orgasm. Danzo replaced his fingers with his mouth, circling and teasing my clit with his tongue. I grabbed his hair as my toes dug into the bed. "I'm... Cummin-g" My fingers clenched more tightly around his dark hair. Shit, that might hurt. But Danzo didn't wince, neither did his tongue falter. My hips rose off the bed while my knees stayed locked in position as I orgasmed.

I opened my eyes and I found myself on a gigantic bed. It was three times the size of mine back home and I could swear that I'd never slept this well as I did a few minutes ago. I stood up and as soon as I placed my foot on the floor, up to 4 ladies rushed to both my sides. I was startled and moved a bit further away from them.They appeared to be around my age, and they all had maid uniforms on."Aw, you're so beautiful" A brunette spoke, staring at me in admiration.Me? Beautiful? Ehhh??Though these ladies were maids and wore the maid's uniform, a black and white gown that covered their knees, it still didn't hide their beauty.My beauty could never hold a candle compared to theirs. Is this the legendary natural beauty that the women of the oldest centuries were rumored to have?I shook my head, beauty aside.Turns out they were maids sent by Theodoros to help me with my bath. I tried talking them out of bathing me, but they didn't listen, so I gave in. I was guided to a luxurio

"Marilyn, please give us your answer" Danzo spoke softly, leaning down to kiss Marilyn's already shut eyes.I brushed my lips against her fair knuckles, urging, waiting, and wishing that she would say yes to something that anybody in her shoes would find bizarre."yes" Her tiny murmur was heard, and I paused for a few seconds. A smile formed on my face as I buried my face into the crook of her neck to contain my happiness.Finally!After decades of waiting and fighting against the sun god's wrath. My kingdom and people were now given a chance to be redeemed and very soon, our former glory shall be restored. I stared back at the little girl who had fallen into a deep sleep. She appeared to be around the age of 18 or maybe, 19. I couldn't help but think about the significant age difference between her and us. We brought her from her home and timeline to the past, telling her to bear our child. I can't imagine how terrifying it would be for someone in her position. And I know exactly w

The cheers and applause from the crowd left me stunned. Theodoros' words echoed in my ears again and again. My heart skipped a beat. Will I be their bride?What the fuck are these people smoking??The only thing I could do at that point was to stay put until the crowd dispersed. I've got so many questions to ask. They'd been bugging me ever since I first appeared in this bizarre country.The kingdom of Elyria was believed to be cursed, leading to the extinction of its people due to their inability to bear children. And just a few minutes ago, Danzo said that I would be their bride and bring forth an heir to continue their legacy. Was I dreaming, or had I truly traveled back in time?I groaned, pulling my hair in frustration, but a muscular hand grabbed both my palms, clasping them together in front of me."You will hurt yourself" he spoke softly, "I know you have many questions and are feeling confused and panicked, but don't worry, we would never hurt you. We'll answer all your que

An ancient curse. A desperate spell. Two brothers claim Marylin Rose, a mysterious woman from a different timeline, as their only hope for an heir. But at what cost to her freedom?Wanna find out?Add this book to your library!°°°°°°Our school took a trip to the largest and most well-known museum in our country. The Genesis Museum, it was called. A museum filled with artifacts and traces of lost culture and traditions. Most of the students grumbled and complained, finding the trip 'boring' and yep, I was among the said people. I see no use in this meaningless trip. Why do we, as living people, have to worry about the affairs of the dead and what they did back in the 1990s?I fought the urge to roll my eyes as the teacher walked towards yet another painting of a prominent figure, rambling on about their background, status, and past works and urging us to take notes. My eyelids drooped and I yawned. Suddenly, I heard the female students screaming in admiration, and I had to snap my