315 Stories Novels & Stories

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”

Back then I had been too shy to look at the magazine but now…it's only me here and I want to see it all. Greedily, my eyes roam the front page of it, taking in the sinful visual of the sultry brunette that looks like a sex goddess while sitting on a lounge chair with her back curved and her small tits completely exposed. Getting more curious, I flip the glossy page of the magazine cover to see the inside of it, and on the first page is a picture of a naked man and woman. I blink at the man, he is entirely naked and only has on a tiny black brief. He is manspreading on the chair and sporting an obvious hard-on.

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

After the events of yesterday, I needed a break from everything, and this place just has that weird ability to make me calm down. After Scarlet fell asleep last night, only Crimson and I were left. He told me he had something to ask me, and somehow, he found out about my illness. I tried to play it cool by asking him what he's talking about, but he quickly dropped the topic. The question came out of nowhere, and I have no idea how he managed to find out. I've never told anyone about it, and there's no chance of him overhearing it from anybody else. While I was thinking to myself, Alabaster placed a drink in front of me. It didn't look like coffee, and it definitely didn't smell like it eithe

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Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

TABLE OF CONTENTS Prologue CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA CHAPTER TWO – APEX PREDATOR CHAPTER THREE – HUNTING PARTY CHAPTER FOUR – TRAPPED CHAPTER FIVE – CAPITAL’S TRUTH Bonus story  A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO DIE YOUNG * CHAPTER ONE – THE INVITE TO DEATH * CHAPTER TWO – BAD FRIENDS, BAD * CHAPTER THREE – CRUMBLING FLESH OF CHILDREN  THE BIRTH OF ERIC KANE  BLOODY METELE  WRONG TURN  MYSTERIES OF FATE  DOCTOR BROWN  LATE KATE FOSTER You are about to journey through a story or should I say stories of suspense and survival. The story of Roxanne, Eric Kane,,, Ariana, Thieves, and A Christian and an Atheist

Lilith POV I woke alone again. By the sky color, there should be an hour before sunset. Time to get up then. Yawning loudly, I jumped out of the bed. Butterflies filled my stomach; I was so excited about today. Well, a coronation can happen once in a millennium. Still, our King decided to pass his throne after 300 years of ruling. It wasn’t rare. It is pretty hard to rule a kingdom. Finishing my morning routine, I take on the dress from yesterday and made my way to the kitchen.

“Is that so?” “You can’t blame me,” he raised his hands in defense. “Sometimes I have a great attention span, other times, it’s really shitty. If I remember correctly, after we got off the phone, I started watching Peaky Blinders or something and I completely forgot about the fact we didn’t actually finish the conversation. Sorry”. “It’s okay, well now you know anyway”. “Exactly. And now that I know, I believe we should go out and celebrate. I assume you haven’t had the chance to celebrate the news yet, right?”

Elena's POV Suppressing my sobbing was the best way to ease the pain as tears flowed down my eyes. I sniffled and checked my phone again, my eyes widening at the lies the bloggers told online. As I glanced around the car, a sense of unease crept over me. I murmured to myself, 'How cruel can they be?' But at that moment, I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched by the newsmen. The pain that was threatening to overwhelm me was nothing compared to the blisters I had from the hot water burn.