The Sixth Commandment

“So all this time, you have been fucking dreaming about taking her place in my life?” he uttered and those words of his were enough to turn her pain into a wrath. “No, I have never dared to dream about taking her place in your life,” she breathed out, restraining herself from breaking down into tears. “I wear your Noelle's clothes, not because I know you can never love anyone more than her but because I wanted to get loved by you, Rican Alfanso,” she finally dared to reveal her feelings to him which she had been trying to hide from him all this time but not anymore. “So you want me to fucking love you?” his jaw clenched, barbarically. “Fine, you will get what you want, Nina Halzen but in my fucking way,” he glowered and her body froze when she felt him gripping her dress's zip. “I will love you the way I fucking want,”ripping her dress apart, he revealed her naked body and then forcefully shoved her against the bed. “Now I will tell you my fucking definition of love,” pressing their naked bodies together, he aggressively clutched her wrists, making her petrified because she was aware of how far his sadistic madness could go when it came to hurt someone. “And you will understand it tonight that why your love is a fucking sin for me, mi reina....” glowering, he smashed his mouth against hers, numbing her soul. . . . . The only mistake Nina made was to fall for a man who was made to love someone else but now how much this mistake of Nina's was going to cost her and how fatally? That she dared to love a man who was always going to consider her love as a forbidden sin. Read To Find Out….....

Warning ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ If you’re faint of heart, easily shocked, or prefer your pleasure polite and vanilla… close this book right now. These pages are dripping with raw, filthy, taboo depravity the kind that will leave your thighs clenched, your pulse racing, and your panties soaked before you even finish the first story. Inside these sins you’ll find innocent virgins publicly ruined, unwilling brides brutally claimed, proud women broken into eager cumsluts, and forbidden desires fulfilled in the most dangerous, humiliating, and addictive ways possible. Expect rough breeding, public claiming, total power exchange, blackmail, corruption of innocence, and relentless orgasms forced from trembling bodies. Yes, this collection includes scorching M/M, F/F, and M/F scenes sometimes all three twisting together in sweat-soaked, moaning chaos. From a daughter ritually bred on her father’s funeral altar in front of her entire family, to a sharp-tongued virgin stripped on a mafia pool table … from lesbian Dommes edging their desperate subs to twin brothers competing to see who can make her squirt hardest… every story is darker, wetter, and more wicked than the last. So tell me, darling… Are you going to stay ? Welcome to Filthy Sins. Now be a good girl (or boy) and dive in.

Warning: This story contains explicit scenes and is intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised. “You said you’d never touch me again.” “I lied. And you like that, don’t you?” “Ten Sinful Commandments? Sounds like a church gone wild.” “More like a sin you’ll beg to confess.” Lydia Grace thought she left her past—and him—behind. But when she walks into a luxury club in Milan and locks eyes with Damian Moretti, the dangerously dominant man who once made her break every rule she lived by… it all comes flooding back. He’s powerful, seductive, and hiding a secret that could burn the world they both know. But Damian isn’t just here to rekindle the flames. He has a plan. One that involves ten unholy rules, whispered against her skin—rules that tempt her deeper into a game of control, surrender, and secrets. “You want me to obey you?” “No, sweetheart. I want you to crave it.” But Lydia has secrets too. A broken past, a ruined family legacy, and a dangerous mission that puts her right back in his arms… and at his mercy. Ten commandments. One forbidden man. And a past that won’t stay buried. Obsession is the first sin. The rest? You’ll have to beg for them.

i·dol·a·try īˈdälətrē noun : An extreme admiration, love, or reverence for someone. "She was afraid her attraction towards him was increasing to idolatry." UNEDITED

"I had a one-night stand. It wasn’t my first, but it would be my last.A gun to the head.A trained killer.A deadly conspiracy.Kidnapped and on the run, my life and death is in the hands of a sadist captor who happens to be my one-night stand. Armed with countless weapons, money, and new identities, the man I call Six drags me around the world.The manhunt is on and Six is the next target. Can we find out who is killing off the Cleaners before they find us?Two down, seven to go.When it’s all over he’ll finish the job that dropped him into my life, and end it.Stockholm Syndrome meets bucket list, and the question of what would you do to live before you died. The questions aren’t always answered in black and white. Gray becomes the norm as my morals are tested.Death is a tragedy, and I’ll do anything to stay alive.Are you ready for the last ride of your life? Six has a gun to your head—what would you do?This isn’t a love story.It’s a death story.**Due to the dark and explicit nature of this book, it is recommended for mature audiences only as some scenes may be particularly disturbing.**"

Father Khatri is a man of God, truly and wholly, he's given his life to loving God and spreading his word until Matthew McPherson walks through the crumbling doors of his old church. Beautiful and achingly pure, Matthew is a temptation Khatri can't banish, no matter how many prayers he chokes out, or how tightly he grips his crucifix. When the boy's family summons him for an exorcism, Khatri goes, armed with holy water and a weak resolve, only to find such temptation even the strongest of minds couldn't resist. What starts as an exorcism unravels into a collision of guilt and lust, as the priest vows crumble in the face of a sin too delicious to resist. In a town that fears the devil, the true possession is the one tying their souls together....and it's a bond no rite can break.