Beyond Paradise Ao3 Novels & Stories

My heart sank. "Karma is a bitch like they say, isn't that right? I'll be seeing you soon. Take care, gorgeous" she whispered and sashayed away, leaving me frozen by the door of my office. There were so many things that was odd about this lifetime. Ayan had never once been reincarnated, neither had Lorenzo. I didn't know what Hera was trying to do by bringing them back. ...

“She is…. and I’m sure you will make a really good husband because you are so full of love and there isn’t anything love can’t fix.” Ryke turned to her, “Is that why you and Dad cannot be fixed.. Because there is no love?” The memory faded away as he pulled up at the entrance of Sterlings. She had never given him an answer. A week later, his father found the book and burnt. He watched as his princess went up in flames and he knew that was exactly what would happen to Crystal because men like him couldn’t love. They only knew how to destroy. “Is she alright?” Kimberly asked immediately he stepped only his office.

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Her smile was effortless, and her eyes were filled with genuine affection. Caca looked equally happy standing beside her. In the silence, Baskara slipped his phone from his jacket pocket. He slowly raised it. Click. A new photo appeared on the screen. Aurelia and Caca stood side by side, smiling beneath the playful penguin backdrop. A faint smile touched Baskara's lips. But only for a moment. The smile slowly faded as he continued staring at the image, as though it wasn't merely a photograph, but a glimpse of a future he could never allow himself to have.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

The atmosphere in the penthouse thickens, heavy with the scent of pine and rain—the unmistakable musk of an Alpha who has spent too much time in the wild. Lyon’s reaction is visceral; the strategist's composed facade has more than just cracked. Whether he is prepared to voice it or not, Adrian knows his revelation—the raw truth of his past—has struck a chord deeper than any media headline ever could.

Content Warning: This chapter contains themes with institutional abuse, psychological manipulation, and implied violence. Reader discretion advised. The dormitory lights clicked off at eleven and I lay in the dark counting every breath like it might be the last one that still belonged to me. The key was warm in my palm. I kept running my thumb across the letters scratched into the metal and trying to decide what they meant now. T-O-B-Y. Either the most real thing in this place or the most carefully constructed lie I had ever been handed.

“You’ve had a rough time lately, haven’t you? With Penelope’s wedding stuff around the house and everything else. I mean since the break up with Devon you've been off. But it's been three years, darling. You should learn to move on from the past.” Kallista’s jaw nearly dropped. Had her mother forgotten that nearly four years ago she had been in love with Devon Grey, who after meeting Penelope started treating her in all the wrong ways until he broke things off with her because he and Penelope were in love. And her mother had asked her to move on then and now. They had almost gotten married!

The contrast hit home. True love shone in actions, not empty words. A notification pinged with Andrea's latest social media update, interrupting my thoughts. The image captured her nestled intimately with my parents. Steven hovered nearby like a devoted guardian, and they exuded familial bliss. Behind them loomed the sleek outline of a cruise ship. [Nothing beats a complete family vibe.] Joyce's snarky comment appeared below. [You and Steven sure look like the picture-perfect fam.] But a quick refresh showed it had been deleted.

"You seemed to have a clear head and many promising opportunities ahead. I thought Atlas would make Chlo happy, but... What is up with us? This is how I’ll spend my life—half alive, half dead. You can't keep leaping into the fire pit!" "Can’t you guys offer me some support?" Ivanna pleaded with us. "I’m not trying to scare you, but this type of love is irreversible!" Lauren said it seriously. I reclined and placed my injured foot on the coffee table, staying silent. "I know there's no future, but...I can't control it!" Ivanna murmured. Lauren asked, "What does he do?" "...Jared Attwood," Ivanna said in a barely audible voice. "What?" Lauren was clearly shocked. "Ivanna..."