Absolutely Disgusting Novels & Stories

⚠️ ADULT CONTENT WARNING!!! This book is strictly for readers 18 and older. It contains highly explicit sexual content, taboo themes, and intense dominant/submissive dynamics. Proceed with caution. "You have no idea, do you, Melanie?" Her stepuncle murmured, his thumb sliding over her bottom lip, pulling it down slightly. "Your stepdad’s been fantasizing about you for so fucking long, it’s practically making him sick. He’s been dying to ruin you." Her heart did a violent flip in her chest. She should have been completely mortified by the raw confession. She should have been disgusted that her stepdad was looking at her like a piece of meat, or that her stepuncle was casually talking about it in their family living room. But instead, a wave of liquid heat flooded her lower belly. Her traitorous, filthy cunt began pulsing with a wild, animalistic intensity, soaking through her thong in a desperate gush. She was so aroused it made her dizzy. DIRTY CUM-MANDMENTS is a collection of short, scorching adult stories about what happens when you crave the one thing you’re absolutely not supposed to have. Behind closed doors, powerful men are making the rules—and the women are finally tired of fighting the temptation to submit. Each story drops you right into a different forbidden setup. Think billionaire bosses trapping their sassy assistants in tight spaces where they can't run away. Think your ex-boyfriend’s intimidating dad looking at you with a hunger that makes your knees shake. Think a woman caught between multiple dominant men who have no intention of sharing her with the rest of the world, only with each other. Each chapter introduces a new "Daddy" who knows exactly what he wants, how to get it, and how to make her beg for more.

Katherine Heart has been in love with Damon Rhodes for three years, which would not be a problem if Damon was not her ridiculously handsome best friend who keeps acting like her boyfriend without ever actually calling her his girlfriend. One minute he is kissing her breathless, telling her she is the only girl who truly understands him, and the next minute he is dodging every conversation about commitment with that stupid charming smile of his that should honestly be illegal. But when Damon drags Katherine to a luxury ring shop, she is convinced this is finally it. Until she realises it's not her. Humiliated, heartbroken, and determined to never let Damon see her cry again, Katherine throws herself into her internship at Rhodes Enterprises, where long hours and impossible workloads are easier to survive than watching the man she loves fall for someone else. There is only one problem. Nathaniel Rhodes, Damon’s older brother. Cold, terrifyingly powerful, and completely off-limits, Nathaniel is the kind of man who can silence an entire boardroom with one glance alone, yet for some reason, his icy eyes keep following Katherine everywhere she goes. And when one late night at the office leads Katherine to discover a side of Nathaniel nobody has ever seen before, his cock in his hands as he helplessly moans her name, her messy heartbreak suddenly turns into something far more dangerous. Now trapped between the boy who broke her heart and the man who could completely ruin her, Katherine is about to learn that love triangles are a lot messier when billionaires, jealousy, office scandals, and unresolved tension are involved. Because falling for one Rhode's brother was already a disaster. Falling for both of them? Absolutely catastrophic.

Ava Reyes has spent four years doing what she does best — keeping her feelings exactly where they cannot do any damage. She is twenty-nine, co-owner of a thriving bakery, and hopelessly in love with the one man she has absolutely no business wanting. Marcus Calloway is her best friend's older brother — steady, brilliant, and infuriatingly easy to be near. When he left for London six years ago, Ava buried her feelings and moved on. Or did a convincing enough impression of it. Then Marcus comes home. Permanently. And he is engaged. His fiancée, Isabelle Ferreira, is a sharp London solicitor who is warm, intelligent, and impossible to resent. She has done nothing wrong. She deserves everything she has. Which makes what Ava is beginning to want all the more dangerous. Because the more Ava finds herself near Marcus — at family dinners, in stolen conversations, in the small accidental moments that keep finding them together — the more she notices things she shouldn't. The way he watches her. The way the air shifts between them when no one else is paying attention. She is not a woman who chases unavailable men. She has a conscience, and it is loud. But she is also a woman who is tired of being careful. What begins as a private war with herself slowly becomes something more deliberate. Ava doesn't set out to destroy anything. She simply sets out to make Marcus Calloway finally see her. What she doesn't account for is how much it will cost — and how deeply she will fall before she understands the difference between wanting someone and deserving them. Some fires don't care how carefully you've been living.

*** “Get back here Bella. Do not even try because you can't get away from me, and do not let me catch you myself.” “I don't want to have anything to do with you," she retorted angrily. “Oh, sweetheart, that is totally on you. Do you know how long I have been invested in you?” “You kidnapped me and brought me here. I don't want to be here and I'm not letting you touch me," her voice was so strong. He loved her challenge: it only made him harder. "Me touching you is definitely happening. You absolutely can't resist it for too long: you can only enjoy it now,” he said in a low, dangerous voice. With that, he quickly ran around the kitchen counter and caught her. “Got you… You can't run away from me Bella; no matter how hard you try I will always find you. “Let me go… now,” she shouted. “Not when I'm still breathing baby, you will love every single thing I do to you” he carried her over his shoulder to the bedroom… At a young age, Mirabella Antonio lost everything. Her parents died suddenly in a car crash. They died with a debt tagged to their names. A year later, her older brother, David was murdered in cold blood, trying to keep her safe and pay off the debt their parents owed. And the man at the center of it all was Hunter Groves. Four years later, he saw her again. He wants her. And Hunter doesn’t ask. He only takes. She opposed him in every way possible but he took her in every way possible. He is determined to imprint himself on her body and soul and that he did. Note; Dark romance; Male lead is a totally obsessed psychopath. ***Trigger warnings***

DARK ROMANCE “Don’t please,” she sobbed, shaking badly. The fear of her situation was slowly sinking in. “Please let me go, I want to go home.” She cried. He smirked and cupped her face. She immediately stiffened upon his touch and stared into his Smokey grey eyes. “You are home, tara, this is your home now, by my side.” He spoke firmly. She saw the determination in his eyes and her eyes widened with shock. “No!” she shrieked and tried to push him away but he didn’t budge. Before she could retaliate, he had caught her wrists in a vice-like grip with one hand and locked them down while with the other hand, he firmly griped the back of her neck, his fingers digging into her scalp, making her whimper. “Refuse me again tara, go on, I fucking dare you.” He hissed, his eyes blazing with rage, the grey had darkened. But she wasn’t one to give up so easily. “Let me go . . ,” she tried to shout but was immediately silenced by his lips crashing against hers into a fiery harsh kiss. Meet Anissa, a young doctor, possessing a strong, kind and confident character. She's a known beauty and has a very high moral sense and regard. For her, family is everything and she would do anything to protect her family. So, what happens when a certain grey eyed crime boss claims her as his? Shehryaar, the cold and ruthless mafia leader of the country's most dangerous Mafia; He's a powerful man who gets anything he wants. He's cold, brutal and absolutely inhuman, a borderline psychopath. He rules with tyranny and loves every bit of it. What will happen when the country's most powerful and dangerous man becomes indebted to a certain doctor?

“You belong to me completely, and I'd still want every piece of you. But let's get one thing clear, you do not possess the qualities of being my Luna. I never mated or marked you, meaning there's absolutely nothing, no bond, between us.” “A-A-Alpha Kane. Please.” No. It's not happening. The way he touches me, holds me, breathes me in… made me think otherwise. Was he really serious? Destined to become the Luna and Fated Mate to Alpha Kane of the Ridgewood pack. Among many mates in this world, why did the Moon Goddess pair me with Alpha Kane, the one who can have his pick of hundreds of concubines, yet he's the one who chose to reject me? ~~~~~ His words pierced Anya’s heart deeply. “Rejection.” The least she could expect from her boss who turned out to be her mate. He adored her beauty and bravery, but those were privileges he only valued behind closed doors. He didn't feel an ounce of love for her. Then, why was his desire for her, or rather—- her body? He stood before the crowd holding another lady’s hand. Meena—his past lover. Cast aside with nowhere to go, Anya flees from everything including her pack, and decides to start over as a lone wolf. When the exiled Alpha Larry finds her, he is smitten by the stubborn wolf that refuses to acknowledge his intentions and existence. He fights to be her second-chance mate, latent wolf or not. She became his obsession, following her, protecting her. ***** Follow Anya as she discovers her true identity and ability, and navigates her love life even as Kane tries to get her back after finding out that Meena’s loyalty is a sham and that she is a spy plotting to destroy him from within.

I beg to differ that.", I sassed and got out of his grip ready to move out of the room when he pulled me by my elbow and the next second I was pushed on the visitor's chair. He trapped me completely by keeping his palms on the arms of the chair. "I tried to tell you patiently.", I scoffed at his words. Patience and he don't go in a single sentence. He gripped my chin making me look into his eyes."Now listen carefully Miss, I want you for my niece as her babysitter. Tell me how much you'll take and we can seal the deal." This time it was me who blinked once, twice and thrice. "But I don't want to work for you." See the reason was absolutely clear. I liked the kid since the moment I met her but I hated this man from the moment I gazed into his eyes. "How much?" I frowned."You really think your money can make everyone dance on your tips?" "1200 dollars a week." I rolled my eyes making him lean towards me." 1500?" "Make it 15000 and still I won't work for you.", I retorted and pushed him. I walked to the door and gave him one glance."Next time when you talk to me, make sure you keep all your richness aside. That's one thing that I never want to see you again, you self-centred CEO." "We shall see." . . . Brave but lonely. Passionate but sensitive. That's Arielle Summers. For everyone, Money, Assets and happiness may be supreme but to her, self-respect is prime. Cold and reckless. Commanding and ruthless. That was Nicolas Arnold. He only cared for his niece, his Mama and his friends. Love life didn't exist until- she came into the picture.

"This birthday has been absolutely amazing" he said wrapping his arms around my waist and putting his chin just above my right shoulder. "Bub, we barely just started" I chuckled. "Yeah but just looking at this beautiful view with you is more than enough to make me happy" he stated. I smiled then turned around so I'm facing him. I pulled down our mask since there weren't anyone else around. I gave him a kiss on the lips. "You realize how much I love you, right?" I said. He smiled. "How much do you love me?" he asked cheekily. "If I'm being honest, I love you more than love itself" I started making him smile wide. "I love you more than how much I love the scent of vanilla" I said. "I love you more than how much I love the moon and the stars" I continued. "I love you more than how much I love listening to music" I added. "Lastly, I love you more than I can ever love myself" I confessed. He looked at me lovingly. "Brielle" he said softly. "Yes?" I replied. "Will you marry me?" he asked. My heart skipped a beat. "Yes" I said. _ Gabrielle Margareth Rivero is a multi-talented woman. She travels thousands of kilometers away from home to work and achieve her dreams. What she thought was going to be a simple, laid-back and independent life in another country becomes one full with modelling, acting and guesting offers after her name ends up on the news. But then , her plan to stay single for who knows how long ends up in the gutter when she suddenly meets the guy of her dreams; Theodore King, a superstar and billionaire with the visual and charisma of a God and a heart of an angel.

In the third year of my eating disorder, my husband, Nikolai Hollowell, is the only person who still insists on making me eat. Even when I vomit until I'm a trembling mess, he will make another dish for me again half an hour later. He coaxes gently yet stubbornly, "Have one more bite of the apple slice, Emi." But the moment I smell the food, I throw up again until I can barely breathe. That night, I make another post on X to ask for help. "How is someone with an eating disorder supposed to keep living?" The top comment says, "Get a boyfriend who's a chef! My darling cooks different dishes for me every single day, all 365 days without repeating once. Even the apple slices he cuts are shaped like cute little bunnies, so I absolutely love eating now." Someone replies enviously, "Wow! Where do you find a man like that?" She answers, "Find one? Good men like that no longer circulate on the market. He is actually married. His wife has had anorexia for three years. She has become only skin and bones. "He says just looking at her kills his appetite, and he does not even want to touch her. Well, I'm nothing like her. I always finish every dish he makes." My breathing catches in my throat. This morning, Nikolai personally made bunny-shaped apple slices for me. My fingertips turn cold as I tap into the woman's profile. Her caption reads, "Wow! If your wife won't eat bunny-shaped apple slices, then I will!" Attached is a photo of a man's long, elegant fingers holding an apple slice up to the woman's mouth. And the one reflected in her starry eyes after zooming in—is a face identical to Nikolai's.

"Mine "he growled. Absolutely NOT ''No'', my voice felt low, although I didn't know him. His aura reflected strength and power. It made me scared, but I wouldn't let it affect me. I am standing my ground no matter what power he holds '' Oh, you're very stubborn !? What do you mean, no? We both know that female wolves listen to their mates according to the law. So unless you don't want to get killed I suggest you behave "he tried to grab my wrist, and I immediately flinched and pulled away. ''NO, don't" "I am your mate, you will obey me! Why are you acting like this? I don't want to hurt you, but if I have to I will" HURT ME!! , he's got some nerve talking to me like that, little bitch. Is he trying to make me angry? Obey it seems, I stopped doing that years ago, and no one will make me obey them. Again As he grabbed my left hand, my right hand immediately flew to his cheek and made contact with his face. He looked shocked, serves you right. You have no right to touch me without my permission, mate or not. "I told you 'NO', but you were too arrogant to listen. You'll regret what you just did to me after you find out who I am 'mate' " "I am sure you would be surprised too, after finding out who I am. Next time I am sure you'll think before you slap someone. By the way that slap hurt a lot. I want to find out why you are so violent "he replied smugly. Jerk. Who does he think he is? Men are awful, it will stay like that forever.