Angel's Dad

Kane Porter was as boring as his name implied. Of all the financial coordinators under me, he was the one least likely to be interesting on an intoxicated evening. Kane was quiet, well-mannered and nobody was friends with him. I was his boss and I got along well with everyone until I came across a problem. The account I'd been skimming from had a good hunk of change missing now. Not good. How could I have it investigated without flagging myself for the ten thousand dollars I'd 'borrowed'? There was only one thing I could do. Porter was a nice guy. He'd help me out. No one could be safer to ask...

Angel membawa semua jiwaku pergi saat kematiannya. Kami saling mencintai tapi Tuhan lebih mencintainya. Aku tidak bisa menggantikannya dengan siapa pun. Aku benci menjadi pria tidak berguna, bahkan tidak bisa menyembuhkan penyakitnya. Atau mengurangi rasa sakit yang dideritanya. Penyakit Kanker serviks stadium akhir. Mengantarnya pada keabadian. Sampai gadis ceroboh tapi ceria mengusik ketenanganku... Aku sangat membencinya karena membuatku terpengaruh akan kehadirannya. Bahkan dia masih sangat belia...apalagi statusnya yang masih saudara sepupu dari iparku membuatku enggan menjalin hubungan dengan gadis itu. Aku berusaha mengabaikan kehadirannya, tapi semakin kuhindari dia seperti lintah menempel disisiku terus... Dasar gadis ceroboh keras kepala. Austin Gerald Klein Aku melihatnya dengan kekasihnya, wanita yang cantik dengan binar kebahagiaan di manik matanya, dia selalu tersenyum diantara kondisinya yang tidak sempurna, wanita itu bahkan duduk diatas kursi roda dan yang kudengar sedang sakit. Aku mencintai Austin sejak pertama kali bertemu. Tapi aku bukan gadis perusak suatu hubungan, aku tahu batasanku walau aku masih belia. Jadi kurasa aku hanya MENGAGUMI. Aku tidak mau bersaing dengan wanita yang bahkan sedang berjuang demi kesembuhannya, dan dia membutuhkan Austin untuk kesembuhannya. Aku berdoa untuk kebahagiaan mereka. Aku pergi menjauh membawa rasa patah hatiku. Cintaku harus layu sebelum berkembang. Amanda Patricia Dexter Aku bersyukur di sisa hidupku aku bisa melaluinya dengan orang yang paling kucintai. Aku merasa tidak pantas untuknya.... Tapi aku ingin egois untuk terakhir kalinya. Aku tak akan melepasmu Austin. Aku membutuhkanmu.... Aku tahu ada satu gadis yang harus patah hati karena kebersamaan kita. Maaf Amanda aku menyayangimu tapi aku akan mengakhiri hidupku bersama Austin . Hanya untuk sisa umurku, bersabarlah... Amanda - Austin. Angela Jennar

Good….. I want to see you play with yourself and unless you have my permission, you can't fucking cum" "Yes, Daddy" I thought I had a problem being aroused. My ex boyfriend broke up with me for being insensitive to his touches and I thought I really had a problem with myself until I met him, Mark Arthur, my late father's best friend. He could make me wet just by staring at me and his slightest touches could make the 'insensitive' me shudder and cum. Yet, he wanted boundaries, he wanted to be a father figure to me but I didn't want him as a father. I wanted him. I wanted him to be my daddy. I wanted to be his little submissive slut and I was going to break his boundaries until I became Daddy's Little plaything.

After she is betrayed by her mate and stabbed, Selene finds herself at the gates of death, a desperate plea is made, all she needs is one more chance to come back and get her revenge on the mate who betrayed her and had her killed. Her wish is granted but there is a steep price to pay. Along comes the handsome and charming Tristan and their connection is instantly magical, while Tristan sees a mate, Selene sees a tool, ultimately to be used and discarded. There are twists and turns, love blooms, and in the end, Selene has to decide which is more important the heart of the man she loves, or her burning desire for revenge.

Avery's always harbored a crush on Jake Ortega, the charming boy next door who once stole her first kiss. Life pulled them apart when she had to move away with her mom. But now, fate reunites them, and sparks fly anew. With Jake now at the helm of his father's billion-dollar company, their rekindled connection breaches all boundaries, fueled by an irresistible attraction. ********* "Do you like that princess?" Jake thirstily questioned between our kiss once again. "Y..yes." I managed to moan out before he cruelly removed himself. Jake stood above me while staring down at me with a pleasing smirk on his handsome face. "Your lips taste of strawberries just as they were before princess. Now I want you to be a good little girl and maybe, just maybe I'll give you what your body has been craving for and more."

Matapos buksan ni Tricia ang kanyang mga mata, natagpuan niya ang sarili na nagising makalipas ang anim na taon. Kinasal siya sa lalaking pinapangarap niya at nagkaroon ng anak. Ngunit, para sa isang walang kwentang lalaki ay pinili niyang gumawa ng mga bagay na dahilan ng pagkasira ng kanyang pamilya. Galit na galit ang anak niyang lalaki sa kanya, habang ang babae naman ay nagmamakaawa para sa kanyang pagmamahal. Gusto na ring makipag-divorce ng kanyang asawa sa kanya. At nang matauhan, sisiguraduhin niyang pagbabayarin niya ang lalaking nanloko sa kanya at babawiin niya ang nararapat na para sa kanya; ang asawa at ang mga anak niya. Maging matagumpay kaya ang plano ni Tricia na mabawi ang kanyang asawa at mga anak?

“You’re mine, Isabella. My untouched little girl. I will burn this whole world before I let another man get close to you.” Isabella Monroe lost everything. Even her parents. A fire took them when she was just a child, dark and sudden, leaving her alone in a cold, unforgiving world. But Sebastian Hawthorne, her father’s closest friend and the father of her only friend, never walked away. He stayed. He became her shadow. Her shield. The man standing between her and the edge. But Isabella is not the fragile girl everyone thinks she is. She is wild. Strong. She rides her motorcycle like she owns the road, wind in her hair, danger in her smile. She works as a waitress, earning every dollar with pride, refusing to beg, refusing to break. Sebastian tries to control her fire. To tame her reckless soul. But he soon learns something far worse. Controlling his own heart is the real war. He is forbidden in every way. Older. Married, even if the marriage is already dying. And he already has a mistress warming his bed. Every time they meet, the line starts to blur. Care turns into hunger. Protection twists into obsession. One touch from him is enough. Enough to spark something dark and hungry, something that aches low in her body and burns through his control. A need that should not exist. A desire that can ruin them both. Will Isabella give in to the man who once protected her, and now scares her the most… and calls to her in the darkest way?

Title: His Favorite Plaything (erotic short stories) Genre: Erotic Romance / Dark Romance / LGBTQ+ / Forbidden Love / Billionaire / Paranormal Blurb: No one in these pages is sane. No one is clean. And every one of them is starving for the kind of pleasure you only think about in the dark. This collection devours you, drags you beneath its surface, and leaves you raw, trembling and desperate for more. Inside, you’ll find possessive men who take obsession too far, women who crave what should break them, tangled power games that blur devotion and danger, forbidden affairs that taste like betrayal and heaven, and supernatural lovers who make surrender feel like damnation. These are the cravings you dare not admit. The ones that make you bite your lip when no one is watching. Don’t pretend you’re innocent. If a part of you aches for something darker, prepare to be consumed. Open the book. Surrender completely. Become someone’s favorite plaything… for as long as you can stand it. And remember: no one here will save you. No one will judge you. They’ll only give you exactly what you came for.

A young lady who came from a middle class background meets with a ruthless, arrogant Mafia boss..... Female lead....... Stephanie Banks, from a middle class family she has jet black hair, blue eyes, and a beautiful body shape that can make any guy go crazy and any lady jealous. A collage drop out . Male lead....... Ken Walter, one of the well know Ruthless mafia leader all over the world, u don't want to get on his bad side. He is a tall, handsome, sexy man. He has dark brown hair. What happens when this too cross part and things get worse for Stephanie than it already have in her life. When her dad borrowed money form this ruthless arrogant Mafia boss and couldn't pay at the appointed time. He has to sell his daughter to him in order not to get killed. What happens when she got bought buy the ruthless Mafia and she was forced to go to his mansion to live with him and she has to follow every rule given to her if she still wants to be breathing. When he abuses, torture ,torment rapes her whenever he wants and when he pleases but later finds out she is his Addiction and he will do every thing to protect her but will he be able to make her love him again. What happens when she gets pregnant will love prevail over hatred. Find out in this lovely story. Other characters will be introduced as the story continues......

Her nipples pebbled instantly under thin silk,clit throbbing against soaked panties. He didn’t rise. He just watched her approach like prey, voice low and rough. “Kneel.” The command slammed into her cunt. Her knees buckled, hitting carpet hard. Slick dripped down her thighs; she trembled in needy. He smirked, filthy. “Already dripping for a stranger, desperate little slut.” She whimpered, hips twitching. Thick fingers gripped her chin, thumb shoving into her mouth. “Tell Daddy what this greedy pussy craves.” Her voice broke. “Please, Daddy, touch me. Fuck me raw. Stretch me on your thick cock. Use me like your filthy whore. I need you inside me now.” His eyes darkened. “Such a dirty mouth.” He fisted her hair, yanked her face to his straining bulge. She mouthed it desperately, inhaling musk and heat, tongue pressing through denim. He unzipped slowly. Heavy, veined cock sprang free, glistening tip leaking. “Open wide, baby.” She obeyed. He fed her the head, then deeper, thrusting until she gagged, drool spilling, eyes watering as she moaned around him. “Good girl. Choke on Dad's cock.” He pulled out, spun her, bent her over the couch arm. Skirt flipped up, panties ripped aside. “Fuck, look at this soaked, dripping cunt. Made for me.” Two thick fingers plunged in, curling hard. She screamed, walls clenching. Then his cock slammed balls-deep in one brutal thrust. The stretch burned into ecstasy; he fucked her mercilessly, hips slapping, hand on her throat, ass stinging from sharp slaps. “Who owns this pussy?” “You do, Daddy, please.” “Beg for my cum. Beg me to breed you.” “Please, fill me, breed me, pump me full.” He pulled out slow, watching his spend drip from her wrecked hole. Then softer, he kissed her forehead. “My perfect, filthy girl. Daddy’s just getting started.”