A Taste Of Sweetness Novels & Stories

He was going to make him fall, make him ache for him. And then, just when the craving became unbearable, he'd walk away—leave him broken. That was the plan. The perfect revenge. ***** Born into wealth and bound by duty, billionaire heir Ethan has always played by the rules. But on the eve of his arranged engagement, he longs for one night of rebellion—just one taste of freedom before surrendering to the life chosen for him. When he meets a mysterious stranger, desire sparks, and restraint fades. For the first time, he indulges in the passion he’s spent years suppressing. But fate has other plans. The stranger isn’t just anyone—he’s his fiancee's brother! As secrets unravel and forbidden desires intensify, Ethan finds himself caught between family loyalty and true love. Torn between the life he was meant to live and the one his heart craves, he faces an impossible choice. And if he makes the wrong move, he could lose everything.

The best kind of sex is with your boyfriend's older brother. Why? It just tastes better. ~ Mia Dawson never intended to cheat, it sort of just happened. Truly, it did. Now she has to live with it. Only she's unlucky and it's not just a one-night stand. It was her boyfriend's older brother. A mistake staring right in her face. With piercing hazel eyes. The kind she never wants to look away from. It's impossible to forget it either because the night wasn't terrible. It was good. Arguably the best she's ever had. Mia may be fucked up for enjoying it, even more so for wanting another taste, but she's not going to cave. But for how long can she hold back? Especially if it was all on purpose. He knew exactly who she was. It begs the question, Why would Logan knowingly seduce his brother's girlfriend? And how far is he prepared to take it when he's smitten and hardly wants to let go.

It's Family Day at my daughter, Hannah Neel's, preschool, but my wife, Samantha Miller, says she has to work and tells both Hannah and me not to go. Seeing the disappointment on Hannah's face breaks my heart, so I bring her to school anyway. As soon as we step through the gates, I see Samantha. She's holding her childhood friend—Oscar Barnett's—hand, with a little boy clutching her other. The three of them look like a perfect family, laughing and chatting, as if they belong together. When Samantha sees us, her smile fades, and she lets go of Oscar's hand. "Zach, it's not what you think. Oscar's raising his son alone. Today's his fifth birthday, and he just wanted to give him a little taste of a mother's love," she says quickly. I study her for a moment, then kneel and gently take Hannah's hand in mine. "Sweetheart, say hello to the lady."

Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion. However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her. He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave. My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides. ___________________________ “Yes please.” She begs. “Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy. It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric. But I never claimed to be saint. “Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.” “Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.” I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.” Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks. “Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.” “Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads. “Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.” I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”

A clueless witch, two gorgeous Alphas and an ageless war brewing rapidly. As average as anyone can be, Phoebe is your normal human teenager. Or so she thought. One moment, she’s practicing for a game and the next, she experiences a shocking discovery. She is a witch, one with dark, immense powers. Bubbling with questions, Phoebe tries to come to terms with what she really is and if that is not enough headache already, two werewolf brothers arrive, upending her already crazy life. Sinfully charming and possessive as , Connor and Reed, claim she is their mate. And even as she tries to resist these gorgeous creatures with eyes like liquid burning silver, the lure to mate with these two irresistible Alphas tempts her. But too bad, in the witch world, a relationship with a witch and a werewolf is forbidden. Devastated, Phoebe is stuck between her lovers and her clan. Who is worth her loyalty? Alpha bad boys, Connor and Reed or the all powerful witches coven? It is up to her to choose and as they say, forbidden fruits taste the sweetest. A tale of romance, burning lust and the supernatural.

My Valenese neighbor dressed like a temptress—curves in all the right places, a delicate body topped with a pair of full, heavy breasts. Her name was Ayame. When she came by that evening to ask my husband to fix her computer, I heard the unmistakable sounds of pleasure drifting from the other room. "Wanna try my new tongue stud? Consider it your payment for the repair." Then came my husband's moans of pure, shameless delight. I couldn't help but feel jealous. It had been so long since he'd sounded that happy with me. As I listened, my hand slid slowly beneath the waistband of my pants. But it wasn't enough. It was never enough. I'd heard that Ayame's husband had a full ring of piercings down below. I'd been craving a taste for ages. If Ayame could seduce my husband, then I'd take my own turn sampling those piercings.

“Fuck you, Carlo! I will not be marrying your son!” My body trembled slightly not just from anger, but fear also. “You will, piccolina,” he said in a low growl. “And if you curse at me again or use any foul language in my home, you'll be sent back to the dungeon.” My father was an abusive drunkard who made my life miserable, but there was hope, because I had just graduated high school, I planned to attend a college hours away from home where I could love dad from afar without having to be constantly hurt. I could almost taste my freedom until the devil, Don Carlo Moretti, showed up at my doorstep. Carlo was a dangerous mafia don, feared by many in both Europe and outside Europe. He was a heartless and cold-blooded murderer. A man who always got what he wanted—including me, his son’s betrothed. I was his now… his property as he always says…

Melanie is in her late 20’s but still single and never been into a relationship. She’s living alone and workinf her ass out only to support for herself. Her friends around her are worried for having no one beside her. They suggested to find a man but everytime they tried to open up that topic— Melanie walks out. So then, they came up with a suggestion of having baby. Be a surrogate mother. Akihiro Alfonso Ariano, the famous doctor and businessman in the higher up society. He’s the dream of every girl. His manliness and perfect looking face always attracts women on every corner he went. He’s also known as womanizer and a great pretender. Two opposite people who have different perspective in life. Destiny will play and only time can say. Two person will meet with a different goal to achieve. One is for settlement and the other is for fun. Who will win and got to taste the triumph? And who willl lose and got to face the consequences and failure? Come and find out where their journey takes place.

There is a place where names are forgotten, faces are hidden, and only the body speaks. It doesn’t whisper. It moans. It obeys. It disobeys. It begs. You were warned not to touch. But you will. Welcome to Velvet Heat, a collection of 100 dangerously intimate stories that whisper in the dark and bite when you’re not looking. These are not tales of sweet love and gentle kisses. These are fantasies that unravel you..slowly, slickly, and without apology. Behind every silk sheet is a secret. Beneath every command, a dare. And under every moan, a threat. From faceless strangers in candlelit rooms to monsters who taste like sin, this is a world where desire bleeds, power shifts, and no one escapes untouched. Some stories will make you beg. Some will make you scream. And some… will make you wish you never opened the book. Velvet Heat is where you come to lose yourself. But you’ll never leave the same. Only sinners. No safe words. Only consequences. And no promises of love..just obsession, power, hunger… and release.

Drugs, money, business, guns and a forced marriage wasn't what Daphnée saw in her future. She was doing well for herself as a waitress and she enjoyed life all until she was kidnapped and woke up in the air. The mafia? Are you kidding? What did a waitress know about that and on top of it all, she was married to a man she never met? Things were going well until someone attempted to her so forget about it all. She made it, she owned it and now it was time to escape the mafia's clutches but who knew that it would be the biggest mistake she made? Escaping Dante's clutches came with a terrifying experience and what made it all worse, the friends she made had turned their backs on her. Will Daphnée survive the mafia, be their Queen and successfully pay off her mother's debt? And what of Dante? Punishing Daphnée grew an acquired taste and love? That was far from what he expected from his Queen.