Afk Twisted Realm

What...what are you doing, Simon?" Hazel stuttered, her eyes darting everywhere but into Simon's eyes. "You are pushing me into temptation, Haze. You're slowly turning me into a sinner." His huge, calloused hand ran smoothly down Hazel's cheeks, leaving her breathless. "You...you are my stepbrother," Hazel said. "And?" Simon asked, raising an eyebrow. "And, you have a daughter, Simon. I...I can't do this," Hazel replied, shaking her head. "Look into my eyes, Haze, and tell me you don't want me." ********** The death of Hazel's stepdad marked the beginning of something sinful for her. After the burial, her mother sold the house where Hazel was supposed to live after spending five years in California. Left stranded by her own mother, Hazel had nowhere to go except her step-brother's home. Thinking she could stay with Simon temporarily until she found an apartment, Hazel discovered that living with him brought out forbidden thoughts she once had about him. Simon was slowly turning her into a sinner. With her hot mafia stepbrother hovering around and making her heart flutter, will Hazel give in to this temptation, despite knowing Simon has a daughter and is twelve years older than her?

NINA “My wife will ride you for her org-sm and for your come to fill her, so she can do her duty as Mrs. Sokolov.” Jeremiah’s fingers flexed around my throat. “Go on, little wh-re. Climb over him. I know you want to.”   I crawled over Lachlan, curling my fingers around his thick c-ck, and wondered — how big was Jeremiah? How long? How thick? Lachlan hissed, “Kitten, stop playing or I’ll come all over your hand.”   Jeremiah growled, “We can’t have that. All his come belongs in your c-nt, wife. So get on with it.” His lips brushed my ear. “Don’t stretch this out. I have something else that needs stretching.” Shuddering, I got to my knees. As I aligned Lachlan’s c-ck with my entrance, another hand wrapped around mine — larger, slick with oil. Jeremiah.   A moan escaped as my husband guided his lover’s c-ck to my core. I sank down slowly, the stretch burning until I took every inch. “F-ck,” Lachlan groaned. “You’re perfect around me.” “You too,” I moaned, pressed against his chest, lips tangled in a kiss.   Then, without warning, Jeremiah pushed in two fingers — into my other h-le.   I gasped as he stretched my untouched muscles. He didn’t stop. Not until I was full. Everywhere.   Lachlan groaned. “I can feel you.”   “I know,” Jeremiah said, his fingers thrusting deep. “Move.” Lachlan obeyed, lifting me until just his tip stretched me, then pushed me back down. I whimpered. My hips jerked. Lachlan cursed.   “You like that, wife?” Jeremiah’s voice rasped in my ear. “Being used by both of us?”   _ This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. Read-TW!!!! MF-MM-MFM-Dark-Twisted-Betrayal-Amnesia-Revenge-NonCon-Mafia-Humiliation-Dominated-Controlling-Ruthless-Mystery-Thriller-READ-Trigger-Warnings

At the age of twenty-two, Cecy Smith had no interest in marriage. Her sole focus was obtaining her Ph.D. by the time she turned twenty-five; everything else felt like a distraction. Cecy , widely regarded as a naive and studious young woman, had never considered marrying until her twin sister, Barbara, became involved with a billionaire. In a short span of time, Cecy found herself taking her sister's place, as Barbara abandoned the marriage, leaving Cecy to sort out the aftermath. As Cecy attempts to navigate this unconventional situation, she becomes entangled in a complex web of emotions, caught between her loyalty to her sister and her newfound feelings for Zacky, the man who had shown her kindness and affection. Will she choose to remain in the marriage, or will she protect the love she has found with Zacky? Can she outsmart her sister's cunning tactics as she embarks on a life with her husband, all while secrets slowly unravel?

Lexi is forced to live with her estranged mother, who left her when she was a child. Her new stepfather owns one of the best private schools in the country. Her mother is sending her to attend Blackmore Academy alongside her new stepbrother Zane. What she didn't expect was for her new stepbrother to immediately hate her and for his best friend, Alec Crestwood, to go along with the cruel, twisted game she found herself playing with her new stepbrother. Zane and Alec will stop at nothing to make her leave or force her to become their pet. What Zane and Alec don't know, though, was that she grew up in a rough neighborhood and can get just as scrapy as them. The twisted games the three of them play turn into fire burning passion and uncontrollable lust. Lexi finds herself having forbidden fantasies and feelings regarding her stepbrother and his best friend. She can no longer stop her body from heating up and her heart skipping a beat when Zane Blackmore and Alec Crestwood, the knights of Blackmore Academy, touch her.

WARNING: THIS BOOK IS INTENDED FOR MATURED AUDIENCE ONLY! Ava Thompson's heart was shattered by her first love, the cold-hearted CEO Caspian Wright, but she refuses to let heartbreak define her. She dives back into the dating scene, only to find herself reeling from another devastating blow. Just as she's picking up the pieces, Caspian reappears, determined to reclaim her heart - no matter how hard she resists or how much she despises him.

Pagkatapos ng isang masakit na pagtataksil, natagpuan ni Emily ang kanyang sarili sa piling ng isang estranghero na nagngangalang Marco. Hindi niya alam na ang estrangherong ito ay ang kanyang makapangyarihang boss. Sa paglipas ng mga araw, mas lalong gumugulo ang kanyang isip sa kung paano siya nito nakikilala nang lubos. At sa gitna ng lahat ng ito, isang panibagong sorpresa ang kanyang matutuklasan: siya ay buntis. Sino ba talaga si Marco Montevallo, at anong lihim ang bumabalot sa kanilang biglaang pagtatagpo?

"In the gilded halls of wealth, bloodlines twist and fray, tangled by greed. It’s not legacy that binds them—it's the ruthless hunger to take what can never truly be theirs." Raelynn Winters is an orphan who grew up under the stress of Harlem; she is a girl who is content with what she has until she accidentally enters the world of the Montgomery family after saving a stranger. What begins as an innocent act of kindness becomes a game of power, betrayal, and manipulation. And just when her life can't get any harder, she is made heir to the Montgomery family empire and now she is the target of hungry and caged tigers.

Princess Rafaella Lavel is Alpha Erick Devone's key to unlock his curse. She fought in loving him but he was in denial, disguising his real emotions towards her in a form of hatred. When she's finally gone, he would go extra lengths to chase after her. Could he be able to dissipate her hatred towards him if they are to be fated to meet again in a different dimension in different span of time?

The night my parents died, I was found amongst the ashes of our home. My eyes glowed red, and my hair had been altered to a flaming hue to match. My pack ostracised me, deeming me responsible for the death of my beloved parents. For years, I have been treated like a slave and was underfed, bullied, and abused. The son of the Alpha, Jordan, and my cousin Ruth were the worst offenders. Yet, I endured as I planned my escape. When I turn nineteen, I am out of here. Or so I thought. One night, out of the blue, Jordan kisses me, everything changes, and I find myself falling in love with the one who was my tormentor. So naive, so foolish, just when I think I will have a happy ending, reality slaps me in the face. The same night I find myself in the arms of my mate, Jordan, I find myself rejected for a nightmare of a betrayal I had no hope in preventing. As punishment, I was shunned in the worst possible way and turned rouge. As the cold seeps in, I dream of a white wolf—my white wolf. He has always appeared in my mind when I most needed him, his presence always comforting me. Is this the end of my story? I have lost hope and the will to live.

Five years ago, my brother's fiancée died because of me. Five years later, I'm burned to a crisp and laid out on his autopsy table.