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"We do all that because we rule the fucking city. I rule the fucking city and beyond. Do you have any other questions?" {"Kitten"} Sophia leaned back, trying to think of what to ask again. He was ready to answer her, so why not ask for answers? “Do-do you traffic people then? Drugs? Weapons? Rape? You do all that?" Chase slowly raised up her tee shirt but not in a way that she was going to notice before sliding her panties to the side, positioning her core directly on his clothed cock. “Trafficking people? No” He raised her up a bit and pulled off his boxers slowly. “Drugs? Yes,” He spat on his fingers and rubbed it on her core, watching as she threw her head back when a small moan left her

BDSM: Slave 24/7 Plus more bonus chapters of all the characters you've come to love. Brody and Kylie's Story is Book 3 right after Daniel and Natalia.

Join me as we explore the depths of Bucharest's historic charm, unravel the enigmas of reality and dream, and embark on a journey where love defies conventional boundaries, promising an unforeseen destiny. So, grab your favorite reading nook and immerse yourself in the shadows of the night. The adventure is about to begin! 📖✨ Warning: My protagonists are fully mature adults, not children. This novel explores the complexities of real-life relationships and may touch on sensitive topics. It's intended for readers who are at least 18 years old and comfortable with mature themes. Constructive criticism is welcome, as your insights and perspective is valuable. However, please be mindful that har

Jeremy leaned in the doorway, arms crossed, his t-shirt stretching tight over his biceps. “No, thanks,” she said, not looking up. He ignored her and stepped in anyway. “Sci-fi fan huh?” He said, picking up a stack of novels. “Yeah,” she said, low but a bit panicked because what if he saw? Just as he was about to dig further. “Jeremy, wait, don’t touch that.” Too late, he had already picked it up. “Oh?” he said, staring at the book, then back at her. “Dark romance? Erotica? I didn’t know you were kinky like that.” He teased.

I pressed my lips together and stared around Nathan's empty room, feeling more alone than I ever had in my life. Yes, I had been living with two wolves inside me since I was eight years old. Ivy had always been there, sharp-tongued and brutally honest. But Kael joined her after the incident fourteen years ago, the one that changed everything about my life. I don't know how it happened or what went wrong, but all I know is that I have two wolves in me ever since that day. Living with two separate souls inside my head was complicated on the best of days. Today, it felt like a curse.

WARNING: THIS BOOK IS NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDER 18. IT CONTAINS MATURE AND SEXUALLY AROUSING CONTENT BETWEEN FIVE MEN AND A WOMAN. The spicy scenes are long and extra spicy. This book ended in a cliffhanger. I might write Book 2 when it has over 100k views. Thanks for all your support… *** Prologue I hate everyone around me, every single one of them. Not just because they hurt me though they did but because they enjoyed it.

This chapter is based on my book Alpha Blake, part of my werewolf-fantasy genre. A special request by one of my wonderful readers. Hope you enjoy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Story of Blake and Selene Landon Selene We arrived at a hotel we were staying in for the next three weeks. It was a grand luxurious hotel. Beautiful inside and out. The lobby was wonderfully decorated with gold and marbled walls and exquisite paintings; there were arrangements of flowers that gave the victorian furniture the perfect touch to the place.

Hey future readers! This a different book complimation. Containing several books of this series. Atleast containing up to 30-40 different books. Same Genre, Same Trait. Note all pages has an hint on the erotic part. Strictly for 18+. ************* Juliette tried not to stare when Louis entered the kitchen only wearing a towel. He was just out of the shower and his short brown hair was slicked back. He had a beautiful, tanned, muscled body. She’d become his private chef three months ago, and she was after all in his home, but she had still not gotten accustomed to his perfect six-pack, or the muscles rippling down his back as he leaned into the window and looked up at the sky.

“I’m twenty-three. I’m old enough to know what I want and what I don’t.” “You’re just twenty-three, Melanie” she fired back. “Old enough to know right from wrong,” I shot back. “Old enough to pleasure myself whenever, however, and with whatever I want. Some of my mates are already married. Others are sleeping around every weekend. At this rate, I don’t mind joining them if you think what I’m doing is so terrible.” “Melanie” she screamed.

His text popped up on my phone just as I plopped down on the bed. "Well, I am not what you call the perfect lady!" I texted immediately. "I highly doubt that." His reply came and I chuckled to myself. Aiden and I bumped into each other in a weird app, exchanged numbers and have been keeping each other's company intimately, since then. We haven't met, neither have we seen each other. Our interaction was strictly over text and I think we are both okay with that. We are both 18 and in 12th grade. "We will eventually see each other someday you know." He texted.