Contemporary Web Novels & Protective Affair Stories

I meet a boy online, I like him, I pray I fuck him one day. My Dad falls in love, his girlfriend comes over and his son is the man I've been dreaming of fucking.

For two years I was in a relationship with Raymond, but nobody knew about us. I kept his secrets, and loved him with everything I had. Her repaid me by screwing my stepsister and plotting with her to steal my inheritance from my grandfather. They planned to humiliate me at my own birthday party. But I overheard every word. Now I’m turning their plan against them. My weapon is Caspian Ashford, the ice-cold hockey captain who has never let anyone close. I only meant to use him for revenge. But after a one night stand, everything changed. Now he won’t let me go, and the closer we get, the harder it is to remember which of us is playing whom. “I’m a jealous lover, Kim. I don’t share.” Will Caspian break his rules and be with me? What happens when Raymond finds out that I gave my first time to his hockey rival?

Three years ago, I escaped the empire that raised me. I left behind my father’s world of blood, violence, and impossible choices, determined to become someone else. Someone ordinary. For three years, I believed I had succeeded. Then my father was murdered. One phone call drags me back to the compound I swore I’d never return to, where grief quickly gives way to betrayal. The man I planned to marry isn’t who he claimed to be, old enemies are hiding in plain sight, and everyone seems to want something my father left behind. Everyone has lied to me. Everyone… except Raze. He was my first sin. My greatest weakness. The only man I’ve never been able to forget. I walked away from him three years ago. He waited 1,095 days. Now he’s done waiting. The woman I buried has only one choice left. Become the weapon I was raised to be… or die pretending I was ever meant for a peaceful life.

Three years ago, Ivy Valmonte married Julian Blackwood to save her family from ruin. The night before the wedding, she let Sebastian ruin her instead, on the marble floor of the wine cellar while the rehearsal dinner carried on upstairs. It never stopped. Stolen nights in hotel suites, quick and brutal sex in the back of limousines, whispered threats and promises while Julian slept down the hall. They hated each other for it. They lived for it. Now Julian is dead, the will has been read, and the empire is split: 60% to Ivy. 40% to Sebastian. Only one of them can gain interest. Only one of them can destroy the other. They declare war in boardrooms by day, and tear each other apart in bed by night, because some addictions are stronger than hate, and some secrets are worth killing for. Love was never the problem. It was the price.

Can it be that you really don’t know—don’t see—how stunningly, incredibly gorgeous you are?" Sara shifted uncomfortably. "Could we get back to discussing a color scheme for your sitting room—?" "Let’s see." Simon chose to ignore her change of subject as he looked across at her consideringly. "Your hair is the color of midnight—black with a blue sheen—and your eyes—oh, God. I could talk about your eyes all night! They have such a beautiful color. Hot—" "Simon—" "I could happily drown in them," he continued remorselessly. "And your skin is as pale and unflawed as alabaster. And your mouth!" His voice darkened smokily. "Would you like me to tell you the things I have imagined those softly sensuous and pouting lips doing to me these past two days?" __________ After her disastrous relationship which ended in a horrible miscarriage, Sara McCall has decided to stay away from all relationships… Until Simon Hamilton shows up, and he’s just the type of man she should avoid. But when Simon hires Sara to decorate his penthouse, it’s too lucrative an opportunity to turn down…and one that shatters Sara's resolve to stay firmly out of his bedroom!

“Friends can become something more. Family can’t. Friends can go out, get drunk, be reckless, and kiss in the back of the car. Friends can be more, Siri. Accidents can happen in a friendship that might end up with both of us naked, and tangled together under the same sheet.” ~.~ Siri’s father had just married his fifth wife, and she already knew how it would end. But she didn't know how close she would get to her new family, or how tangled she would get with her stepbrother. Jackson was a man who made her mouth water. He made her attend every hockey game even though she didn't love the sport; she just enjoyed watching him be brutal on the ice. With his intense eyes and accent, she felt things she wasn't supposed to feel for someone who was supposed to be family. So she stayed away. Or tried to. There was no avoiding Jackson when he was everywhere, when his foot touched hers under the dining table, or his eyes never left hers even when their parents were watching. She was only a woman, and she no longer wanted to fight this fire between them, but every time they took a step forward, ghosts from the past threw them three steps back. A wound left to fester. A superstition born from trauma. A relationship that might ruin his career. An unhinged ex that flips both their worlds. They should have stayed family until this marriage ended and they had to go their separate ways, but kind attracts kind, and Siri and Jackson were broken, and everything kept going down to hell. They also kept fighting the devil as they went down there. They kept fighting for their love story despite all odds. Despite the world against them.

Raised by the prominent and powerful Madrigal family, Snowlit always believed she was safe under the protection of her two adoptive brothers. Dellion—the pristine, brilliant heir. The golden prince praised by high society, hiding an unhinged, psychopathic obsession behind his cold, calculating eyes. Damon—the dark, fierce protector. The silent predator whose violent devotion and sharp instincts are the only things standing between Snow and total destruction. Bound within a hidden sanctuary of red neon, steel chains, and twisted games, Snow is thrust into a silent war between two men who refuse to let her go. Forced to lie to protect the man she truly loves, she must learn to play a dangerous game of deceit against a monster who will stop at nothing to claim her—body, mind, and soul. How far will a predator go to possess what was never his? And how long can Snow survive... trapped between her adoptive brothers?

“Please,” Isabella whispered, her eyes lifting to his, and he paused. She wanted him—Alexander could see it burning in her gaze, in the hand that grasped his chest, pulling him closer. Damn it, she probably didn’t even know she was doing it. “Tell me, you don’t want me right now and I will stop.” His cock pressed painfully against his fly, against her, but he would back away—it would kill him, but he’d do it. “I… I—” She broke off, shaking her head as though she couldn’t believe her own mind, her tongue brushing nervously across her lower lip. “I can’t.” “Can’t?” he pressed, hope surging. “I want you.” It was hushed, it was uncertain, but it was there. A groan ripped through his restraint, and his lips crushed hers with every possessive ounce of his being. “Lex…” she moaned, raking a hand through his hair as her other hand clawed at him through his jacket. “This kind of fun is worth fighting for,” he rasped. —--------- Isabella Hawthorne wasn't looking for happily ever after—she just wanted to survive it. It was her brother and best friend's wedding, and happy as she was for them, Isabella couldn't help but feel lonely. Everyone around her seemed to have someone… Except her. One too many drinks later, she finds the perfect distraction: Alexander Bolton. He’s dark, dangerous, and looks like he knows exactly how to make a woman forget her own name. ​The plan was simple: No strings. No names. ​But when Isabella wakes up the next morning with the mother of all headaches and a ring on her left hand, she realizes "no strings" has turned into a legal binding. It had to be a nightmare… One she desperately needs to wake from.

Holly thought she had it all—a decade-long marriage to the love of her life, Michael, a cozy home, and a sense of stability. But when Michael starts pulling away and forming a suspiciously close bond with a charming coworker, Holly feels the familiar pangs of being invisible in her own love story. Determined not to jump to conclusions, she supports Michael through his stress, even as her own insecurities and loneliness deepen. But everything changes during his work trip. Faced with the slow unraveling of her marriage, Holly chooses herself for the first time in years. She throws herself into therapy, fitness, and healing—reconnecting with parts of herself she had long buried. By chance, she meets Finn, a magnetic bartender with a guarded past and a knack for listening. Their late-night conversations turn into something more… something safe, yet electric. Now caught between the ashes of a long-term love and the flicker of something new, Holly must answer the hardest question of all: Can love survive betrayal—or is it time to let go of what once was, to make room for what could be?

My name is Maya Chen, and I have seven months to stop being the only single senior at Lincoln High. Everyone else posts prom dates, couple hoodies, and first kiss stories. I post nothing. I watch from the sidelines while my friends plan futures in pairs and my mom asks when I will bring someone home. So I make a rule. Get a boyfriend before 18. No exceptions. I build a plan to survive the pressure. Date smart. Date safe. Date anyone who checks the boxes and gets me to my birthday without shame. The plan falls apart the second Cole Evans shows up. He is my brother’s best friend, holds a detention record that scares teachers, and wears a smirk that mocks every rule I wrote. He was never my type. He drives a rusted truck, smells like gasoline, and calls out my bad taste in boys. But he also finds me crying in the bathroom at Homecoming, teaches me to drive stick at midnight, and looks at me like I am not a task to finish. Now I am 18, my plan is broken, and the whole school saw me kiss the guy I swore I would never want. I thought I needed a boyfriend to fix my life. I need him. CHARACTERIZATIONS MAYA CHEN Role: Female Lead Appearance: Straight black hair she cuts herself, small scar on her eyebrow, lives in oversized hoodies and worn Converse. Aim: To stop being the only single person in her friend group before she turns 18. Personality: Sarcastic, organized, loyal, hides insecurity behind a planner. Flaw: Ties worth to relationship status because of peer pressure. Special Note: Uses control and rules to avoid feeling left behind. Hidden Truth: Believes if she does not get a boyfriend now, she never will