Contemporary Web Novels & Dominant Forbidden Love Stories

His breath hit my mouth first. Warm. Shaky. Too close. Then Alex whispered, “Let go of me…” But his hands stayed on my chest. His fingers curled into the fabric like he needed something to hold onto. The thunder outside cracked, but it was nothing compared to the storm in his eyes. I tried to step back. I really did. But he moved first. Alex’s forehead touched mine, just lightly, like he didn’t realize he was doing it. His breath trembled against my lips. I felt every inch of him, every line of heat, every fight he was losing with himself. “You should hate me,” he whispered. “I do,” I said. My voice didn’t sound like hate at all. His lips brushed mine. Barely. A ghost of a touch. It burned. Alex swallowed hard. “Then why are you trembling?” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “Because you’re too close.” He gave a slow, dangerous smile. “Then stop me.” I didn’t. ◇♧♡♧◇ Blake Silver enters Midnight Academy to prove himself and bring down the Thorne bloodline for good. Alex Thorne is everything he hates, everything he fears becoming, and everything he cannot stop looking at. Forced to train together, live together, and survive each other, their rivalry grows hot enough to burn. But when a stormy night ends in an accidental kiss, one truth rises like lightning. Their parents are hiding something about their past, something that ties Blake and Alex closer than enemies should ever be. If your sworn rival might become your stepbrother… would you still want the next kiss?

Hi lovely Readers, here's the author. Thank you for reading to the end of this book, and a new book is about to start. Enough spoilers, read on to know what happens. Don't forget to leave your comments. XoXo. "I need to come," I tell her. "Please... yes..." "Come with me..." I drop her to her back and lower myself back in position. My belly presses to hers, and her pretty little nipples feel so sweet against my chest. "I can't..." she whispers. "I'm so... fluttery..." "You can," I tell her. "I promise you, you can." I pause. "And you will. Again, Ashley. Come for me again." I rub, back and forth, my dick pinned between my stomach and her pussy, grinding hard, taking so much fucking care not to spear that tight little cunt and fill her up with my cum. "I'm gonna come all over your sweet little pussy, Ashley." "Yes..." she whispers. "Oh God, please... please, Mr. Mancini..." "Don't call me that," I growl, and I'm on the edge, right on the fucking edge. "What shall I call you?" she asks, and I hear it in her voice, I hear she's thinking it, too. It's in the little tremor, the sweet little hint of lust. My breath is erratic, my cock pulsing as my balls tighten, ready to fucking blow. And I say it. I just fucking say it. "Call me Daddy," I growl. "You can call me Daddy."

Nineteen-year-old Alex Raynot has never known peace. Between a sick younger brother, parents whose love curdled into daily war, and a cheating ex who turned violent, she’s learned that survival means never trusting too deeply, and never hoping too much. But when one night of terror drives her straight into the path of three dangerous men who look like sin sculpted in flesh, her world takes a turn she could never have imagined. Reed. Rhett. Rhys. Three brothers with eyes like night and power that hums in the air around them. They rule Denver’s underground. Their names whispered with both reverence and fear. Ruthless. Unreachable. Untouchable. Until Alex crashes into their world. A wrong door. A desperate escape. One encounter that should have ended in disaster becomes a collision course with fate. Because when her family is forced to relocate for her grandfather’s funeral, Alex discovers the unthinkable truth: those same three men, the ones who saved her, and branded her mind with fear and forbidden desire, are her step uncles. Now, she’s trapped inside their mansion, surrounded by luxury that feels like a gilded cage. Every hallway hums with tension, every look from Reed burns like a challenge, every word from Rhys teases the edge of danger, and every silent glance from Rhett feels like a promise of something she shouldn’t want. They’re older. Powerful. Untouchable. And yet, each carries a darkness that pulls her closer. But beneath the glittering wealth and cold marble walls lie secrets her father refuses to explain, secrets about why he left this family years ago, and what kind of empire his half-brothers truly built.

Content warning (18+): This isn't your clean romance. It's messy, raw, burning with heats and intense. Enter at your own risk. ~~~ I didn't expect to be fucked by my best friend's dad after crashing at their lake house. They were out of the country and I came to recover from a heartbreak, but I ended up riding his cock all night. He rammed into my pussy as I screamed out my lungs, and the next morning, I sneaked out. Did everything to avoid running into him, but I soon find him sitting across the desk as my boss. I tried so hard to resist him, but I couldn't. I fingered myself in my office, shamelessly moaning his name. Turns out he watched through the camera, and he stopped me from cumming as a punishment for avoiding him. But I defied him, this time I cummed, fingers deep inside my pussy, warm sticky wetness dripping down the floor as I cum despite his raging voice through the intercom. Later, I suck him off to make it up to him, his fat thick cock fills my mouth, his precum spread through my tongue, he cums hard, thrusting into my throat. Then he rewarded me, spread me out on his desk and thrust into my dripping cunt, hard, painful, filling me to the hilt. I know I'm going to hell, I might as well just burn, so I let him use me however he wants. I take his cock without a word, spread for him anytime, until his daughter walks in on us.

Disclaimer: Mature Audience Only! This book is specifically designed to be viewed by adults and therefore may be unsuitable for children under 18. This book may contain one or more of the following: crude indecent language, explicit sexual activity. "I'm your master, right?" "Y… yes…" "Yes what?" "Yes, master." "Then I order you to go on your knees and suck." .......... They don't call him the devil for nothing. Ryan Johnson doesn’t do distractions, doesn't chase women, until her. But one look at her and her sinful curves, those defiant brown eyes, and his self-control shatters. But she is too young, too forbidden, but the way her pink lips part when he pins her with that stormy gaze? Irresistible. One taste, and he’s addicted. The more he resists, the harder she pulls him under. Elena Carter is a wildfire, chaotic, impulsive, and too reckless for her own good. When she sneaks into an exclusive club with her friends under fake ID, she doesn’t expect to lock eyes with him. He’s everything she shouldn’t want. He’s all dominance, danger and recklessly magnetic, his calm exterior masking a storm of intensity that draws her in like a moth to a flame. He knew it was dangerous, she knew it was illicit, both of them knew it was forbidden but they couldn't stop themselves. Between stolen touches and secret rendezvous, Elena discovers a side of herself she never knew existed, one that craves submission to Ryan’s command. But when the truth comes out, will their guilty pleasure destroy everything or become the one thing they can’t live without? “𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞.”

When last did you cum? Because this collection of sins will have you on your bed—lights dimmed low, music turned up, and fingers buried deep in your soaking wet pussy—screaming yourself hoarse as you cum over and over like a good little girl. This isn’t a book. It’s a one-way descent into every dark, forbidden craving you swore you’d never entertain. Stepbrothers who watch you bend over in short skirts. Stepdaddies who linger at your bedroom door. Priests who break every vow just to taste what they shouldn’t. And possessive, brutal men who don’t believe in sharing unless it’s you, stretched wide and ruined between them. Where desire meets defiance and surrender. Forbidden love stories with dominant men that have you on your knees, gasping, throat stuffed, body hot and begging for more. To be used, to be abused, conquered. These men don’t ask. They take. They drag you into their world of sin and make you like it. You'll cry from the pressure. Climax from the ache. Beg for their hands, their mouths, their cocks—anywhere, everywhere. They’ll whisper filth into your ear while your legs tremble. Force you to admit how wet you are, how badly you want it. And you’ll obey, because good girls don’t keep secrets. They don’t care if they’re your stepfather. Your priest. Your brother-in-laws. Your best friend’s brother. Or all of them at once. They’ll spit on your morals. Corrupt your innocence. Fuck you until your name’s forgotten and only theirs remains. So light the candles. Get the toys. Say your prayers, if you dare. Because this book doesn’t just seduce you—It owns you. And you’ll love every wicked, filthy, degrading second of it. FB: Author Ireti.

“I’m going to fuck all of Vincent’s memory out of you,” he murmurs. “You’re Carter’s woman now.” ★★★★★ At just 21, Lyla Rose thought she had it all; a loving husband, a powerful mafia family, and a future she believed was secure. But everything comes crashing down when a medical report reveals she’s infertile. Vincent Ricci, her ruthless mafia husband, can’t tolerate that one imperfection. In a brutal, heartless move, he divorces her and replaces her with Maria, the fertile woman who can give him the heir Lyla never could. But that’s just the beginning. Refusing to be discarded so easily, Lyla struggles to let go. But when Vincent plans to lock her away in a basement, everything changes. Carter Ricci, Vincent’s cold, calculating uncle, steps in. He takes her to his penthouse, promising to protect her, cherish her, and vowing he’s nothing like his nephew. But Carter has his own dark secrets. And once they’re revealed, everything Lyla thought she knew about him will be shattered. When Vincent realizes the mistake he’s made, regret consumes him and he comes to take her back. But Carter has no intention of letting her go. He’s claimed her, body and soul. Now Lyla must choose: Will she return to the man who shattered her, or stay with the one who trapped her in a web of lies and manipulation? And can Carter really hold onto the woman he took through deceit, or will his dark past destroy everything they've built? ★★★★★ TROPES YOU’LL LOVE ✔️ Ex-husband’s uncle ✔️ Mafia x secrets ✔️ Betrayal & forbidden love ✔️ Innocent x ruthless ✔️ Age gap ✔️ Dominant x submissive ✔️ Dark obsession ✔️ Lies & twisted romance

Preetah's high school crush becomes her husband through an arranged marriage. But the boy she once adored is gone. In his place stands a man who is cold, ruthless, and impossible to love. Can she survive being his wife, or will he break her completely? Dean is Arjun’s best friend. The one man who should protect Artha (Arjun's sister), not desire her. But when loyalty collides with forbidden love, how long can he fight what his heart wants? Roshni endures abuse in exchange for money. But when she falls for the abuser's son Junior, her secret threatens to destroy them all. Five voices. Messy. Toxic. All tied together by secrets too dangerous to survive. (This book contains dark themes and may be triggering for some readers.)

Pure heat. No fluff. A sizzling collection of steamy one-shots that deliver exactly what you're craving. Dominant bosses, forbidden strangers, and power games that cross every line. From office affairs to dangerous seductions, each story is loaded with graphic passion, dirty talk, and explosive chemistry. Fast, filthy, and completely satisfying. Perfect for when you need instant heat. Contains explicit sexual content. All characters 18+.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, RATED 18+ “Touch your toes for me, my sweet girl.” “You're supposed to be off-limits," I breathed. "And yet, you keep finding reasons to be alone with me." he tilted my chin up. One night. One stranger. One catastrophic secret. Madison Greymond has spent years being the good daughter, careful, loyal, invisible. So when she lets herself have one reckless night with a dangerously attractive stranger, she tells herself it means nothing. Until her mother slides a diamond ring onto her finger and introduces the man she's going to marry. Derek Salvador. The man whose hands Madison still dreams about. The man who looked at her like she was the only thing worth having and apparently decided her mother was the better bet. Now he's sitting at their dinner table. Sleeping down the hall. Watching Madison with dark eyes, while she's supposed to smile and forget. She knows it's wrong. She knows what's at stake. But desire doesn't care about right and wrong and Derek has never pretended to play by the rules. The closer he gets, the harder Madison fights. The harder she fights, the more she wants to surrender. Her mother's happiness. Her own sanity. A secret that grows more dangerous with every stolen glance, every accidental touch, every moment alone where the line between forbidden and inevitable gets harder to find. Someone always finds out. The only question is….how long can a secret survive when two people can barely resist each other?

"Limits, Charli. I'm going to f**k you like you've never been f**ked. Tell me now if I've crossed that limit. Tell me now if you don't want this." Words didn't form; instead, I pushed my ass backwards until it brushed against his erection. Sometime during his speech he'd freed it from the confines of his slacks. "Last chance, Charli." "Please." My word was barely audible. He tugged my hair again. "What did you say?" "Please, Nox. I want you. Take me." He didn't need to be sure I was ready. The evidence glistened under the awful fluorescent lights. The sound of the condom package tearing was soon replaced by my whimper as he plunged... *** One Week. No Last Names. No Regrets. Alexandria "Charli" Collins is done playing the perfect Southern heiress. At an exclusive California resort, she meets Nox Demetri—a billionaire as enigmatic as he is irresistible. When he boldly claims her as his "wife" to ward off an unwanted admirer, their explosive chemistry ignites a no-strings affair that quickly spirals beyond either of their control. But Nox is hiding dangerous secrets, and Charli's past won't stay buried. As their week of passion draws to a close, reality comes crashing in. Can a temporary escape survive the real world—or will the truth destroy them both?

CONTENT WARNING. EROTICA ROMANCE: RATED 18+. "Tell me," he said. "Tell me what you want..." My senses were reeling, my body jerking against his hand. "I want you to fuck me," I said. "I want your gorgeous fucking cock in me..." "Nice," he smiled against my cheek. "More..." My voice was just a whisper. "I want to feel you inside... I want you to fuck me, hard... I want you to take my ass, and make me fucking squeal..." "You want to be stretched, little girl? Is that what you fucking want?" Oh fuck, my clit was clanging like a church bell. "Yes... Oh, fuck, please... I want you to stretch me..." "Gonna open you up so fucking wide," he growled. "Gonna take your fucking cunt with two fat cocks, stretch you nice and fucking big... two big fucking dicks in your sweet little pussy... gonna feel so fucking dirty... gonna feel so fucking tight..." "Yes..." "Wanna see inside you... into your pink fucking hole..." "Yes..." "Gonna make you wet... make you stretch... make you fucking gape for me..." The heel of his palm was so hard against my clit. "Fuck..." I ran my fingers down his chest, over his abs, until I found the swell in his pants. I squeezed him through his jeans. "Fuck me..." "I fucking shouldn't..." he groaned. "Fuck..." But he was grinding against my hand, moving over me. "Just a quick one. Hard and fast. Please..." "I can't..." he said. "I can't..."

Samantha was compelled to accept the offer to dance for a client, Mr. MC. She is a private seductive dancer of a wealthy guy, due to the overwhelming need to provide her mother with the greatest care following her stroke. He always wears a masquerade mask when she dances in front of him, so she has never once seen his face. She needs to put on a fantastic performance for him. She needs to give him a good show to warm his night just by dancing. Just watch, no touch, that's it! Does she have the right to fight how she feels about him if their agreement ends when the woman he was supposed to marry returns?

In a world of magic, rivalry and influence, Hazel finds herself as the chosen bride of the crown prince of Silvera. Due to the rebellious streak in her veins, she ends up making several enemies within the palace walls. When she falls in love with Yuka, the half-blood brother of the Crown Prince and discovers the hidden truth about her identity as well as her lover's identity, things take a different turn. Hazel soon discovers the betrayal, the secrets and the plot of the enemies. With a fire of determination and with Yuka supporting her, she begins to seek retribution that brings her enemies to their knees.

How on earth did I let myself fall completely for him? “How do I tell the world that my first orgasm came from my father’s son—my brother, and he doesn’t know yet?” Annabel Green, who had caught her first ever lover, James, in bed with Stephanie, her best friend, went on a mission of revenge. After she found out that the man who she bumped into at the club that night she caught her ex cheating, is actually Stephanie’s fiancé—Daniel stroke. She planned on using him as a tool just to make James regret cheating on her and drive Stephanie insane. But she had no idea that Daniel was her father’s son. By the time she had gotten her revenge, only then did they realize how late it was, because they had both fallen hopelessly in love. Now the question is who will let each other go? Will Daniel and Annabel agree to part ways just to see their parents happy. Or will their parents actually get a divorce in order to see their children live a happy life?

Tired of being a Sub, Nadia takes on a role of a Dom, but all that changes in a blink of an eye. A series of events leave her at the mercy of a man she never thought she'd see again. Will she be able to escape her past? Or is her past back to punish her? "Remember the safe word Nadia." "Red" She breathlessly answered.

Warning!!!!! This book contains strong language, BDSM, possessive ex and an abusive boyfriend. And not suitable for readers younger than 18! Rated-18 Smut Smut Smut!!!! “Jesus,” she breathes out, tossing the lolipop to the side. “You really don't fuck around.” I nod like she can see me, I fuck around just not when it comes to her. She shifts back on the bed, knees bending then parting wide enough for me to see her freshly shaven pussy, glistening under the light. "Did you want me like this, Tamer?" she asks, voice low and rough. She hooks her fingers parting her pussy lips, enough to expose her clit for me. "Or would you like me to fuck myself, while you watch me?” ------------ Gianna Ramirez has three rules: 1. Don’t fall in love again. 2. Don’t get caught on girlgonewild.com. 3. Don’t let Dmitry Orlov back into your life. But the universe has other plans. Five years after ghosting her, Dmitry returns to New York—handsomer, hotter, and more possessive than ever. When her brother falls into a coma, Dmitry takes her under his roof… right where he wants her. To escape the pull of the man who broke her, Gianna turns to the one person who could erase him from her mind: Kevin Greyheart, the senator’s son who’s been chasing her from day one. Caught between her brother’s best friend and the man who refuses to let her go, Gianna must decide… who will have her heart, and who will ruin it completely?

Andrew is an Alpha Lupus, a prince who does not want to be King, much less marry an ordinary Omega like Lady Artanis. The Prince discovers a secret that could change the course of the kingdom, and runs off in search of clues that will lead him to find the true heir to the throne, the Lost Prince. Andrew's paths cross with those of Noah, a young man who awakens the Prince's most intense desires. Noah always thought he was different, he believed he was not Omega, Alpha, let alone a Beta, and that he was descended from the Witches. Everything changes in his life after a stranger is captured by the rebel army of which he is a part. The man awakens unknown feelings for Noah, leaving him completely lost, and trying to fight something he can't, the predestined connection between a Lupus Alpha and a Lunar Omega. Andrew must flee to find the Lost Prince, but he knows that there with the rebels, he has found something he has been waiting for for a long time, his Lunar Omega. Will Andrew be able to leave without taking his predestined one? Can their bond succumb to the social differences between them?

Adult content. Explicit. Provocative. Between pleasure and danger, there are no rules—only limits waiting to be tested. In this second volume of the Taboo series, desire takes on new forms and the body becomes a territory of surrender, domination, and unspeakable secrets. Each story dives into a different universe: low-lit lust, consensual submission, fantasies that burn on the skin, and games that challenge morality, power, and pleasure. Men and women strip away not only their clothes, but their masks. Ropes, blindfolds, whispered orders, and forbidden moans—nothing here is innocent. In “Taboo: Ties & Sins - Fetishes,” fetish is king, and sin is an invitation. Prepare to lose your breath, cross boundaries, and discover the rawest, most irresistible side of human desire. Taboo: Ties and Sins - Fetishes is not just a reading experience. It is a surrender.

For ten years, Seraphina Frostbane was a ghost in her own marriage and the invisible wife to London’s coldest billionaire, Kieran Blackthorne. She was his duty, his mistake, the woman who bore his heir but never his heart. When her father dies and her glamorous sister—the woman Kieran was meant to marry—returns to reclaim everything Seraphina accidentally took, he ends their marriage without hesitation. Broken but unbowed, Seraphina signs the divorce papers, takes her son, and disappears. But fate isn’t done with her yet. At her father’s funeral, an ambush meant to silence her nearly succeeds until she’s saved by Lucian Reed, a mysterious man with a spiral tattoo and eyes that promise danger. Under his brutal mentorship, Seraphina sheds her fragile shell and rises from the ashes as a woman who can bend the city’s elite to her will. But the stronger she grows, the more unhinged Kieran becomes. Realizing too late that his indifference masked a possessive obsession, he launches a ruthless war to drag her back into his empire and his bed. Now, caught between a new love that empowers her, an ex-husband who would burn the world to keep her, and a secret pregnancy that could destroy them all, Seraphina must decide: Will she rule her own destiny… or be devoured by the darkness that once claimed her?