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The Sex Doctor: Bestfriend Crush ( Book 2) This book contains Steamy mature contents, not suitable for Underage. **** Thirty years old straight self-made billionaire playboy Roth Dimitri only has one agenda in life, that is to never fall in love with any woman irrespective of her skin colour, body shape, and never to get married. He love Women, Roth was 100% straight, he is the Sex Doctor of NYC, a pro in the game, endowed in every areas, he love the scream of pleasure from women as he takes them to that secret place, only him is capable of taking them to. But someone is around the corner, watching, wanting, Aroused, panting and lustfully desiring. He wants Roth, he would get Roth, he would taste Roth, he would change Roth. Tristan is ready to risk everything and anything he has to make Roth his, he's ready to risk even the ten years of them being Bestfriend.

Book 1: Between Them I gasped as he took my hand that was holding the towel, making it dropped and I was naked in front of him. "So young and beautiful, tell me...what's your name kitten?" "Claire." I breathed my answer. "I'm David, I want you to scream my name when I let you come. You understand me, kitten?" ***** I'm loving their company. I wouldn't advise this kind of relationship to anyone else unless you're ready to face the consequences. Most of the time you would end up sated, sore, and pleasured. For the rest, you have to handle jealousy and drama. How long will this relationship last? Let's find out, shall we? ** Warning! Extreme 18++ strong language, explicit scenes *** Book 2: The Lovers (MxMxM) Book 3: The Desire (MxFxM) Book 4: The Forbidden Lust (MxM)

“ Strip for me, I want to see all of you little cat? he says to me, I could see the way he already undressed me. “ I am not your little cat! I yelled back at me. “ I would really like to see how it feels having little cat scream my name and asking for more” he says. Sent out by her stepmom , impregnated by a strange man, her kids forcefully taken from her by a Mafia Queen, convicted for a crime she never committed and just when she thought it was time to get back everything that belongs to her , she got solded to the strange man who impregnated her seven years ago. Will Irene get back all that belongs to her as a sex slave? Will her buyer ever find out she they ever had kids together after their one time sex seven years ago?

⚠️ R18+ WARNING This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and taboo relationships between consenting adults. Expect filthy age-gap sex, forbidden lust, rough scenes, and a daddy’s best friend who can’t keep his hands off the heroine. If you’re under 18, or easily offended by dirty talk, moaning, and being pinned against the wall… turn back now. If you like it dirty… welcome home.****^^^^*******^One kiss in the hallway was all it took to break every rule. Now he’s in my room at night, his hand over my mouth so my father won’t hear me scream his name. He says it’s just sex. I know it’s something more. Because no matter how wrong it is… I’m not sure I’ll ever want him to stop.*****This book is a compilation of different short stories. Have fun reading!

Blurb Elle has always been the tough girl next to her best friend Roseanne, the sweet one with perfect curves that make heads turn. In their last year of high school, Elle helps Roseanne take nude photos for her boyfriend Jake, but seeing Roseanne's bare tits sparks a fire in Elle that she can't put out. Her flag turns rainbow, and her mind fills with filthy dreams of pinning Roseanne down, tasting her wet folds, and making her scream in pleasure. But Jake stands in the way, a rich jerk who cheats and hurts Roseanne. Elle blackmails him to break up, but that just starts a chain of dark events. Roseanne, heartbroken, leans on Elle for comfort, leading to stolen kisses and heated touches that cross lines. Elle's obsession grows, turning her into a hunter who watches Roseanne sleep, steals her panties, and plans ways to own her fully.

Everything comes handy, especially when we're angry. The thought of revenge, that makes us shiver in agitation. That makes us think of the past- but not the current situation. The blood in our veins, that pushes the angry adrenaline. Inside and out. The anger is getting loud. There is no space left for peace. Long was it thrown in the abyss. And we will never be luminated. Because of the anger that we were blinded. Even if seeking vengeance means, digging two graves. One for your enemy and the other for yourself. You'll never stop, until you put your enemies bones in your own shelf. And that's what our protagonist does, Blinded with anger and undaunted by fear. The scream for murder is all that you'll ever hear. The past was long gone,but it was all left undone. For the protagonist, it was just the beginning of a war that has no ending. The war for love,that turned out to be hatred. Murder and anger is the perfect emotion. And vengeance is the perfect solution. "In the count if three...be in chapter one.You'll never regret as the story begun."

My wolf was cursed. I had three days left. But my parents and my mate, Alpha Edwin, forced me to surrender my Luna title to Meggie. All because she claimed a curse was killing her, too. In my despair, I agreed. The moment our mate bond shattered, the backlash nearly broke me. With tears in my eyes, I asked them, "If I died, would you even miss me?" They told me to stop faking it, their expressions ice-cold. But they didn't know. Meggie's curse was a lie. And mine was all her doing. It wasn't until my wolf faded to nothing that Meggie's true colors were revealed. Only then did they scream at her, blaming her for my death. But Meggie just snarled back, "I wasn't the only one who killed Hazel. You all did, too, didn't you?"

"I, Aiden Steve, soon to be alpha of the crescent moon pack, reject you, omega Anna Fanning, as my mate and future luna." He said with a stoic hard expression on his smooth face. Nothing prepared me for the pain that hit me with full force. Clutching my chest, and trying not to scream from the sheer force, I was hurt. More hurt than when I became a slave at the pack house, or when I was constantly bullied by members in the pack house. With one hand on my chest, and a voice barely audible, I asked him "why"? He scorned and said, “you don't expect me to have an omega as my mate and luna.” With that, I broke down in tears I've been holding and I swear, I saw his expression change a little or so I thought. "I, Anna Fanning, daughter of Beta Ace and Dakota Fanning, accept your rejection". I sobbed and yelled at him……

On the Lunaris Festival, the palace banquet glittered with candlelight. It lasted until the Crown Prince rose and dismissed every consort of his for the sake of his first love, the woman he had never stopped idolizing. Everyone else accepted the gold coins from the prince and returned home for reunions. I had nowhere to go. I found a rope and hanged myself at the gate of the Withered Court. I had been reborn into this world and spent 21 years locked in the System's mission. It demanded that I court four designated male leads and earn absolute affection from at least one of them. I failed every route. The final path collapsed in my hands. The System offered one last mercy. If this body died, I could return home and reunite with my family. As my consciousness slipped away, I thought I heard someone scream my name, as if the world itself were breaking.

At eight months pregnant, my younger sister, Reina York, pushed me down the stairs, causing me to go into early labor.  At the hospital, I called Xavier Morales, but he answered with an impatient scoff. "What do you expect me to do about it? Stop bothering me." Xavier hated me, and he never wanted our child. Our baby girl was born, but despite the doctors doing everything they could, she did not make it. I called Xavier repeatedly, but he coldly hung up on me every time. Then, just moments later, I saw Reina's latest social media post. Xavier was there with her, smiling like he did not have a care in the world. He had completely abandoned me just to be with Reina. Even when our baby was cremated, they were still posting about their love like nothing had happened.  I did not scream, nor did I cry—I just packed my bags and left.