200 For Every

Warning❗️❗️Rated 18+ This story contains mature themes and extreme sexual content. Reader’s discretion is advised. ****** “Go down on your knees and suck my cock like a good little whore.” Aurora gasped as he grabbed her hair, making her face down on his cock. She sucked slowly, starting with the tip of his cock. “Fuck…” he growled, arching his back and closing his eyes, clearly enjoying the feeling. His fingers reached for her nipples and he squeezed softly, earning a moan from her. He continued to move his dick deeper into her throat, making her suck continuously, and she gagged and choked on it. “Enough foreplay. Let’s fuck,” he growled, his breath hot against her ear as she trembled beneath him. “Let’s see how wet that pussy of yours is. I’m going to make you sweat.” ****** Aurora Sinclair, a timid twenty-two-year-old barista has spent her entire life being invisible. Invisible to the world. And most painfully, invisible to the younger brother who was supposed to be her only family. So when Kevin, reckless and cruel, gambles away twenty billion dollars to the wrong people and decides the only currency he has left is his sister, Aurora’s quiet little life doesn’t just shatter—it burns totally. Marcel Dante is not a man who makes mistakes. The ruthless Mafia King built his empire on fear, loyalty, and blood. Women throw themselves at his feet, men beg at his door, and no one dares to challenge him. So when a broken, trembling girl is placed before him like a bargaining chip, Marcel has every reason to reject her. But something stirs. Something dangerous. And against every instinct, he takes her. What begins as a cruel transaction spirals into something neither of them can control. What happens when desire turns dangerous?

Alpha Dominic Crane is in potential trouble. He is about to be challenged by his half-brother, who has just recently taken over their Uncle's pack a week after his death. And although Dom has a dangerous reputation himself, his brother doesn't care and will do anything to collect Dom's territory, even if it means war for both their packs. Afraid that he might be outmatched due to their late uncle's connections, Dom creates a drastic plan.  Natalie West is stuck. As a female werewolf and the daughter of an alpha, one would think she has it all. But she doesn't because she is weak. Or so they all think. When she discovers her father has secured a loveless mating with an Alpha she hates with every fiber of her being, Natalie reaches her last straw. But then an Alpha more ruthless than her fiancé comes blazing into her life with a dangerous proposition that could potentially start a war, but also give her freedom. And Natalie is very tempted to go through with it.  What they both don't know is that things are not as cut-throat as they think. For fate, their wolves, and a very mysterious enemy have other plans for them. 

On the way to get our marriage certificate for the twentieth time, Rolf Trivett regretted it once again. In eight years, this was our twentieth attempt to get the certificate. But every time we reached City Hall, he would always say he needed time to care for his seriously ill childhood friend and couldn't promise to marry me. This time, I couldn't take it anymore and asked him, "If she’s never going to get better, does that mean you’ll never marry me? What am I to you?" Rolf immediately lost his temper and yelled at me, "I've already promised to take care of her for life. Can you stop being so selfish? "Besides, we've been together for eight years. What difference does it make if we don't get this certificate?"

I had no choice but to become the partner of a mafia boss with an incubus bloodline when his heat cycle began. To my surprise, Lionel Andrus and I got along better than I ever imagined. Every night, he held me close, craving more of me, as if we were made for each other. But right before we got our marriage license, my jealous sister, Tracy Rowe, tried to talk me out of it. "Incubi are born flirts," she warned. "How do you know you're his only woman? Once he's bored, he'll toss you aside." In my last life, I had believed her. I called off my engagement with Lionel and, through her introduction, married a "nice guy" named Jamie Stephenson. After we married, Jamie cheated on me and gave me STDs. Desperate, I went to Tracy's house to ask for help. She turned me away with disgust. "You couldn't control your husband and ended up sick, and you actually came asking me for money? How dare you! You have no self-respect. You don't deserve to be my sister!" Right then, she publicly cut ties with me. Even our parents sided with her, calling me a disgrace and refusing to let me step inside the house. In the end, I couldn't take the pain anymore and ended up hanging myself. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the very day Tracy told me not to marry Lionel.

Sydney Ellis, seorang pemuda biasa dengan kehidupan yang biasa pula, tiba-tiba diperhadapkan dengan konflik dan drama kehidupan yang sama sekali tak pernah ia duga. Satu-persatu orang-orang yang berasal dari masa lalunya muncul dan mulai memberi dampak yang berbeda-beda di kehidupan Sydney. Apakah Sydney mampu bertahan dengan kehidupannya yang berubah seratus delapan puluh derajat dari sebelumnya? Atau malah justru terperosok jauh dalam setiap intrik yang terjadi?

“I'm not just the vampire king of tales, Ellie. I'm a talented artist.” Vanchure said with every stroke he made on the canvas with his paintbrush. “So you can either be the one posing on my couch, behind the canvas, or be the one whose blood I will use in replacement for paints.” In a mystical world named Shirlon, there was a division of two powerful mythical creatures, two great kingdoms, with two great rulers. Speaking of which were the Black Pack, the werewolves, and the Thorx Coven, the vampire with the respect of law and order. These two kingdoms had a ball of symbiosis where they worked hand in hand to maintain their stable world. The werewolves were considered as the soldiers, the ones left to do the tough and dirty jobs within both kingdoms. While the soldiers had the day and night to themselves, the vampire blossomed in the dark. The vampires were also known as Royalties. They've been known to have ancient riches, making them superior to the soldiers. In these two kingdoms, they had their kings. Eamonn, Alpha of Black Pack, and Vanchure, king of Thorx Coven. They had maintained the order of peace and had always set their boundaries between each other until Ellie came along. Ellie was born of the soldiers, just a commoner that the Alpha of her Pack proclaimed as a mate. Ellie was set on a path to rescue her missing sister from the hands of the vampire king, Vanchure. But on her first encounter with that handsome devil, her whole life takes a different turn.

🔥 "She Made the Playboy Fall to His Knees..." 🔥 "Don’t hurt Daddy’s hands," he growled, lips brushing her ear, breath hot on her skin. "Daddy needs those hands to pin you down... right there on that bed." "And when I do... you’ll cream so hard for me." Monalisa’s knees buckled. She grabbed his arm to stay upright. He chuckled. "That’s more like it." 💋 Jayden James Bruno, the billionaire every woman dreams of… Cold. Ruthless. Addicted to control. He doesn’t do love. He does bodies. Until Monalisa walked in. Now, he wants only one thing... To have her legs wrapped around his waist… and her heart in his hands. But Monalisa isn’t the type to fall. She’s the one who makes the devil beg. 📖 A blazing romance full of steamy tension, power play, and jaw-dropping secrets. 🔞 Not for the faint of heart. Are you ready for Jayden and Monalisa?

“Camille, I’ll love you forever!” Jameson let out a low, agonized growl. Just as he was about to climax, his phone suddenly began to buzz. He ignored it, of course. Now was hardly the time. However, his phone lit up again. The moment he saw the text on the screen, his body froze. Camille heard him answer the call. “Hello?” In the deep silence of the night, the voice on the phone cut through the stillness, clear and unmistakable. “Jameson, did you know that Sylvia—” Jameson switched languages and cut in with a sharp command, “Keep it down. It's not a good time.” The other person switched languages too, though he was still loud. “The hospital results came in. Sylvia is in the final stages of cancer. She only has a month left! Her last wish is to become your wife. Can you grant her that before she passes?” Jameson’s expression changed immediately. “What?! Wait for me!” He ended the call and turned to Camille. “Camille, something urgent came up. I need to step out for a bit. Be good and stay home. I’ll be back after you’ve had some sleep.” Before she could respond, he rose to wash up, changed his clothes, and left without looking back. Moments later, her phone buzzed. Sylvia: [Camille, you lost. I told you—Jameson has always been mine.] Right above it was a message from three days ago: [If I tell him I have cancer, do you think Jameson will leave you and come to me? I bet he will.] Camille’s gaze slowly shifted from her phone screen to the open bedroom door. What Jameson did not know was that she had already picked up a new language. She understood every word of that call. After a long moment, a faint, bitter smile appeared on her face. “Yeah, I lost...”

"You need to give me three every day, that's the only way you can have me as your husband" "Three, what?! K-?" "Yes, . Sound easy to do, right?" He smirk and lean closer to me "Not unless you wanted more than just a " "W-What do you mean by that?" "Just so you know, I can accept more but not less of what I ask from you" --- Herravie is the only woman who's using the name Costello for the sake of revenge. For her, the only reason she was born is to die. Her existence only means one thing- vengeance. But her life suddenly turn upside down when she accepted the mission given to her related to the death of her real parents. She must pretend to be someone, for her to become the wife of Sain Czar Ildefonso. She needs to spy on him and then kill him afterward. She thought it was a very easy task to do. She just has to be his wife for everyone's eyes and then kill him. She doesn't need to waste a sweat to please him. But things become out of control when suddenly it turns out that he is the bane of the meaning of her existence and she becomes the subject of all his desire. Will she be able to complete her mission or end up defying everything that was planned just because of a three ? The three dangerous .

This isn't a fairytale. Mirror Mirror on the wall. A fairytale that became her fall. “Over my dead body will I let a man whore father my child. You're in every way incapable, irresponsible and definitely incompetent of becoming a father.” She said with a smile. "Stop acting like a saint, you're not one. You're only pregnant because you're a slut yourself, so what exactly is the difference between you and me?” She stepped up to him with a mocking smile. “Maybe, I'll show him pictures.” Anger flared up inside him. Who the fuck does she think she is? “Show him pictures!?" His fingers grabbed her throat. His eyes held hers. She didn't flinch, instead, a small smile played on her lips. Crazy ass bitch. He isn't used to being challenged. “I don't need to beg you for anything.” He growled. "You have no other option.” She scoffed. "I have a lot of options, Kim.” He continued. "I can take him away from you after birth,” “I want to see you try.” The smile on his face told her otherwise. “What will you do? Take me to court? Fight for custody?” He chuckled. “I can bribe the whole fucking court.” Her heart skipped a beat. No. "You don't get to decide.” He lit a cigarette. "Everything will go my way.” "It'll not!” “Maybe I'll show him your pictures. Or let you visit him once a week, who knows?" He shrugged. “This is my child!" She screamed, tears welled up in her eyes. “So it's either you do as I say, or I'll do as I please." “What do you want?" Hot tears rolled down her cheeks. “Where I come, illegitimate children aren't accepted in the family." “I'm not marrying you!" “I'll never marry you!" She screamed. "You have no choice..”