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“Take off your dress, Meadow.” “Why?” “Because your ex is watching,” he said, leaning back into his seat. “And I want him to see what he lost.” ••••*••••*••••* Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance. One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger’s offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring. Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel. He also suffers from a neurological condition—he can’t feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch. Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed. She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience… revenge. But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming. Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything. Alaric doesn’t share what’s his. Not his company. Not his wife. And definitely not his vengeance.

* * * Forget what you know about love stories. This is a plunge into the depraved fantasies you can imagine only when you're home alone. But if you're ready to get utterly wrecked—Turn the page. We promise you'll be a good girl for us.

“Look at me, sweetheart.” I was supposed to call him Daddy out of respect. Now, every time I said it, my heart raced for an entirely different reason. After my mother’s sudden death, my wealthy, devastatingly handsome stepfather, Alexander Voss, took me in. What began as care and protection soon turned into something far more complicated when he discovered a secret I had desperately tried to hide. “You belong under my protection now, babygirl,” he growled, his possessive gaze leaving no room for misunderstanding. “And I won't let anyone take you away from me.” Twice my age and dangerously possessive, Alexander was used to getting what he wanted. He kept a close watch on me, made decisions on my behalf, and never hesitated to remind me how much influence he had over my life. I knew his behavior was wrong. I knew I should stand up to him and reclaim my independence. But his rare moments of tenderness, his overwhelming presence, and the complicated feelings growing between us made walking away harder than I had ever imagined. Now, on his private island, Alexander gives me one final ultimatum: accept the future he has planned for us or leave everything behind and face the consequences. Will I surrender to his possessive love, or will I find the courage to break free and choose my own destiny?

After bumping into a stranger and arrogantly refusing to apologize, Elena discovers that actions have consequences a week after resumption. Their physiology professor has just been replaced, and Elena, being the class representative, is assigned to submit some paperwork to the new professor. However, nothing prepares her for the shocking encounter that awaits her. Not only does she walk into his office at the worst possible moment, but she also discovers that he is the very man she humiliated at the mall. Dante dismisses her from his office, promising to make her regret every disrespectful word she uttered. And he intends to keep his promise. He punishes her academically, giving her a C instead of the usual A. With her grades at stake, Elena soon discovers that convincing him to change her result might come at a price she never imagined paying. But what begins as a dangerous bargain soon spirals into a forbidden attraction neither can control. Professor and student… two people who should know better, yet find themselves crossing boundaries they can never uncross. With countless obstacles threatening to tear them apart, Elena must confront a devastating truth. There is far more to Dante than his position as her professor. And discovering his secrets might cost her more than her heart.

**WARNING: VERY EXPLICIT 21+** + + My name doesn't matter. My filthy urges do. I came home from work. The bedroom door was half open. My husband was there, pounding into some woman on our bed, his cock slamming in and out, deep and rough. I should have screamed. Instead my pussy clenched hard. I stood frozen, watching every thrust. My hand slipped under my skirt on its own. Fingers circled my clit as he fucked her right in front of me. He glanced over. “You like watching my cock stretch her?” I rubbed faster. “Don’t stop,” I whispered. Then I came shaking, eyes locked on him pounding her. *** 69 Dripping Fantasies is sixty-nine raw taboo stories. Wives catching husbands cheating and getting soaked instead of angry. Step-family secrets whispered in quiet. Glory holes that fill fast. Honeymoon wife swaps sparked by one dumb dare. Older rich men taking total control. Professors crossing every forbidden line. Husband’s best friends sneaking in. Strangers who follow, then fuck hard. Group nights in dark clubs. Cucks cleaning up every last drop. *** I’m on my knees. One thick cock buried deep in my throat, making me gag. The woman behind me squeezes my tits until it hurts so good. Her tongue between my ass, teasing, no cock has filled my pussy or ass yet. But I’m trembling, dripping, seconds from squirting everywhere. Two massive black cocks wait their turn, and her presence makes it filthier… hotter. I never knew I craved this so badly. *** No soft romance. Just dirty yeses where no should be. Sixty-nine stories. Sixty-nine surrenders. Read if you’re brave. These pages might leave you wet, jealous, horny… or secretly think of your own filthy fantasies when nobody’s watching. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

This isn’t a sweet romance. It’s a collection of forbidden fantasies, dangerous attractions, and unapologetically steamy encounters featuring possessive men, seductive neighbors, and stepbrothers caught in complicated situations. From mysterious late-night visitors to private sessions that blur the line between control and temptation, every story takes you deeper into a world where desire has consequences and curiosity can lead to unexpected trouble. Meet adult virgins with hidden fantasies, secrets they dare not confess, and desires they’ve kept buried for far too long. Watch as they explore forbidden attractions, discover their limits, and find themselves drawn into encounters that challenge everything they thought they knew about pleasure. Every story brings a new temptation, a different dynamic, and another reason to turn the page. No ordinary love stories. No predictable endings. Just forbidden fantasies, intense chemistry, and secrets waiting to be uncovered. If sweet romance is what you’re looking for, this collection might not be for you. But if you enjoy dark adult fiction, provocative situations, complicated relationships, and taboo-themed fantasies, step inside and discover your next guilty pleasure.

Grace’s world shattered the night she found out her fiancé was gay. Drunk, devastated, and desperate to forget, she stumbled into the wrong hotel room and into the arms of Apollo Reed. He’s a sinfully hot, cold-hearted forty-year-old man, twice her age. He’s everything she was never supposed to want and everything she never knew she needed. But reality hits hard the next morning when she realizes the man she spent the night with is her new boss. Will she let him take her again? Or will she finally learn that wanting a man like him always comes with a price?

There are two mistakes a girl should never make. One: comparing her boyfriend to her daddy’s best friend. Two: letting that forbidden attraction get the better of her. I made both mistakes. And then I made things worse. Daddy told me to email my résumé to his best friend because I’d been jobless for months. But at two in the morning, with too much alcohol in my system and far too little sense, I sent Troy Reynolds something that was never meant for his eyes. Some embarrassing pictures and a message I could never take back. I knew it was wrong. I’d been attracted to him since I was seventeen. But what started as a secret crush was about to become a mistake neither of us could pretend hadn’t happened. Troy never forgets. And now, he has no intention of letting me forget what happened between us. He’s older, powerful, and accustomed to getting what he wants. When he offers me a job, I should be grateful for the opportunity and keep my distance. Instead, I find myself caught in a dangerous game of attraction, secrecy, and temptation. He’s my father’s best friend. He’s the man I should stay away from. And he’s becoming the one temptation I don’t know how to resist. Welcome to a world of fantasies, forbidden attractions, complicated relationships, and dangerous temptations. Inside, you’ll find stories exploring power dynamics, secret desires, and relationships that challenge the boundaries between right and wrong.

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Throw away every safe, sweet romance you've ever touched. This book doesn't ask permission. No boring buildup. No fade-to-black bullshit. Every story starts fast, hits hard, and doesn't stop.

Rosalie Russo was nineteen when one forbidden night with Aiden King, a Navy SEAL and her brother's best friend, ended in heartbreak. After dismissing her as a mistake and coldly pushing her away, Aiden shattered everything she thought they had. Two weeks later, Rosalie discovered she was pregnant and learned that Aiden had been engaged all along. Devastated, she vanished without a trace. Seven years later, Aiden found her struggling as a single mother. He never married his fiancée, and he had spent years searching for Rosalie. Now that he knew Lucy was his daughter, he was determined to bring his family back together. But Rosalie refused to surrender to the man who destroyed her. As a bitter custody battle unfolded and old desires reignited, they were forced to confront the truth: Aiden pushed her away to protect her from his demons, and Rosalie ran instead of fighting for them. Could two broken souls build something beautiful from the ruins of their past?

The Drakton brothers have never agreed on anything in years. Two rivals, deep hatred. They are hellbent on never agreeing on anything and sharing a woman? It was the last thing any of the brothers would have ever imagined. The last thing until I came through. I wanted them both. They both wanted me. None wanted to give me up and I didn't want to give any up. And for the first time since I knew my father's two friends, they both agreed on one thing. To share me.

Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her. She was starving. And Domenico Gravano—her devil father-in-law—was the only man who ever made her feel full. He’s twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesn’t ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesn’t hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted. It’s forbidden. And it’s about to become her obsession. But Domenico doesn’t do soft. He doesn’t do love. He does control. He does power. He does ownership. And Reina? She’s about to find out what happens when a Gravano decides to make you feel like a real woman... and never stop. He’s her father-in-law. He’s her first real pleasure. He’s the man who will destroy them both… just to keep her.

Aurelia has always been the good girl, sheltered under her brother’s watch. But when he leaves on a three-month trip, she’s left in the care of his best friend — the boy she once knew, now a man who sees her as his.What she thought would be freedom becomes a dangerous game of obsession and desire. His eyes claim her, his words brand her, and every stolen moment pulls her deeper into a fire she cannot resist.Forbidden. Possessive. Irresistible. Aurelia is about to learn that desire can be the most dangerous cage of all.

She wants it. She needs it. And she always gets it.

“Show me exactly how much you crave this—especially when it involves someone you’re supposed to loathe.” One hundred nights. One hundred different men who know exactly how to challenge every limit you thought you had. This isn’t romance. This isn’t love. This is dark, all-consuming obsession—the kind that keeps you awake at night and follows you into every quiet moment. Stepbrothers hiding dangerous secrets. Priests facing impossible tests of faith. Mafia dons with enemies at every turn. A coach determined not to cross a line that could destroy everything. Every forbidden, unspoken scenario you have ever imagined, brought to life through high-stakes choices and intense emotional conflict. No easy answers. No simple escapes. Just sharp words, dangerous secrets, and the kind of intensity that leaves everything changed.

Gage didn’t make a habit of denying himself anything. If he wanted something… anything, he’d claw his way to get it, consequences be damned. But her? Thea? She was the only goddamn exception. Off-limits. Untouchable. A tempting little toy he had no right to shatter, yet that only made him itch to wrap his hands around her and play until she begged. For months, he’d fought the urge, keeping his distance but fate, the-smug-bastard, threw her to him and he, being the despicable-asshole he was, couldn’t say no. She’d walked into his life on his son’s arm, but that wasn’t an issue. Because he’d take her anyway. Steal her. Ruin her for anyone else. And keep her pinned beneath him for as long as it took to satisfy the hunger that’d been gnawing at him for months.  THEA ~ I kept hoping my boyfriend would look at me. Just once. Just enough to feel like I still mattered. But he never did. So I went looking for attention elsewhere… and somehow, “elsewhere” turned out to be his father. Gage. The man I should’ve stayed the hell away from. Gage wasn’t gentle, and he sure wasn’t safe, but he saw me and looked at me the way his son never did. And the moment I stepped toward him instead of away, I knew I’d crossed a line I couldn’t come back from. It was wrong. Forbidden. A disaster begging to happen. And yet… standing there in front of him, lonely and stupidly hopeful, I lean into the warmth he gave so easily, the attention he offered like it cost him nothing. I should’ve walked away. But I didn’t. And neither did he.

“Accept it! You cannot fucking run away from me. You can NEVER escape me. It would be better for you if you just accept that your fate is with ME. You are mine!” Emma shut her eyes, sobbing quietly beneath him. She knew she could never escape him; she knew he would never let her go. But that wouldn’t stop her from trying. She swallowed her fear and looked back at him with tearful, defiant eyes. “I-I’m not yours! I can never be yours. I am just a maid who works in your house. Y-you have no right to claim me like this,” she fired back. It didn’t shock Alexander. It amused him. His fiery cat was finally baring her claws. “You are mine, Emma,” he murmured, his voice dark and absolute. “You were mine the moment I laid my eyes on you. You were mine when you opened that door for me. You were mine when I saved you from the guy at the party who almost ruined you… You are mine, and you will always be mine.” She heard the sharp sound of his belt unbuckling, her eyes widening in panic. She pushed him as hard as she could, but nothing could stop a monster from claiming what belonged to him. ___ Alexander King is a ruthless, powerful billionaire who doesn’t know how to love—he only knows how to possess. Trapped under his lustful eyes, Emma is pulled into a dark, controlling world. He will break every rule and burn the world down to keep her. But what happens when the cage is made of overwhelming desire, and the monster refuses to let go? *** Follow me on Instagram: @authorpria

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My husband is upstairs calling my name. I’m in the kitchen with his ****. What started as a look I shouldn’t have returned has turned into something I can’t walk away from. I know I should stop. I also know that I won't, because I can't.