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On the night of my 30th birthday, I waited until the early hours of the morning, but my husband, Theodore Hawk never showed up. Instead, I came across an Instagram post from his childhood sweetheart, Emily Gallagher. [What romantic is not the starry night, it is having you by my side.] In the picture, she was wearing a delicate, sky-blue camisole that revealed just enough to charm and seduce. A man stood close behind her, his hand firmly gripping her waist. The scene was set in the seaside villa that Theodore had gifted her, their figures intimately entwined under the soft glow of the night. Someone had commented beneath the post: [I can’t stand you two being this lovey-dovey all the time! Just get married already!] Emily had responded with a shy-face emoji. I had just liked the post when Theodore, who I had failed to reach all night, blew up my phone with calls. "Are you out of your mind, Camilla? Emi and I grew up together! If we wanted to be together, we would’ve done so long ago! Why are you being so petty?" Looking at how Theodore gently held her in his arms, comforting her, I realized something. Letting go of someone you’ve loved for seven years... can take only a moment.

Lock the door, turn down the lights, and surrender your inhibition. UNHOLY URGES is a relentless, unapologetic anthology of pure, unfiltered erotica designed to push every boundary, breach every taboo, and leave you entirely breathless. This collection doesn't just cross the line of decency, it obliterates it, exposed the raw wicked desires that hide behind closed doors and polite society. Across these heavy, sweat- slicked pages, you will step into a world of absolute, unyielding dominance and delicious , gasping submission. From the forbidden territory of authority figures claiming what's theirs behind locked office doors, to the high stakes thrills of getting caught in public places, every single story is engineered for maximum heat and maximum sin . Expect ruthless power plays, heavy and relentless dirty talk, and reckless encounters where the friction is agonizing and the release is completely explosive. There are no good girls here. no gentle romances. Only the desperate, gasping reality of flesh against flesh, uninhibited greed, and heavy, intoxicating scent of liquid lust filling the air. If you are craving pristine, polite stories, look away now. But ..But if you are ready to indulge in a world of dripping cunts, heavy cocks, and the unholy, filthy URGES that demand to be satisfied at any cost... your next Obsession has arrived. ARE YOU READY TO GIVE IN?

His Betrayal All Alpha Tyler had promised Elysia went out of the window the moment his pregnant mistress interrupts their wedding. Alpha Tyler didn’t let her go nevertheless, his promises and actions were polar opposites, that was until she died! Her Saviour Lycan king Lucian had seen it all, the two figures standing at the cliff that had pushed her off and wasted no time in saving her and brought her back to his pack, shocking everyone. Her first request when she woke up was that he let her die because she had nothing else to leave for but he wasn’t about to let go of his fated mate… Her Revenge After being nursed to health by Lycan King Lucian, all she wanted to take her revenge on Tyler, she wanted his death alongside his mistresses, giving Alpha Lucian room to propose an offer. She becomes his Luna and he helps her, when it’s all done, he lets her go. Hungry with hatred, she accepts unbeknownst to her, He had no intention of letting her go… not after searching for her for years. What happens when Elysia’s revenge is soiled by Tyler’s regret, would she go back to the man she had once loved or fall in love with the man that had gone against everything he had enforced for her.

Emmi: The princess of Solace City, has grown up knowing that the deal her parents agreed with The Wolversons before she was born means she has no escape from the life ahead. Growing up knowing she is going to be sent to The Wolversons city to marry one of the brothers, she has fought to find ways to avoid it, especially as being the princess of Solace city means no man has ever touched her, and the thought of living with these unknown men while being a virgin worries her. She has never once met any of the Wolversons brothers. But her rebelling forces her family to send her to the Wolversons sooner. As Emmi tries and figures out a way to escape this arranged marriage to pay off her parent's debt. She soon realises, that her own family has lied, and is willing to hurt her in any way possible to get to The Wolversons to win their city from me. Facing the reality that her family are trying to kill her, she agrees to side with The Wolversons to stop them even if it means losing her family forever. The biggest battle, however, is she needs to choose one of the brothers to marry, but she can't pick as she finds herself falling for them all. Is love enough though? When the brothers offer her freedom and a way to escape both families and cities, will she take the escape and leave them all behind or stay and finally make a choice of who to marry?

"Little bunny, little bunny. Wolf is HUNGRY!" The voice taunted me, followed by an evil cackle. * "Run, rabbit. RUN!" A monstrous bellow boomed through the night sky and crashed into my soul like a sledgehammer. I could feel a chill sweeping across my body and my heart pounding in my chest. The echoes of howls and laughter followed me from behind as I ran for my life. ** Elisabeth's life had been harder than most since she was a child--a distant and often cruel mother and her never-ending cycle of addiction that had taken over her life. But on this fateful night, something far more sinister was lurking in the darkness, ready to take her away from it all. Massive figures appeared out of nowhere, growling and taunting her. She tried to scream, but nothing would come out; before she knew it, she was waking up in a world where Viking werewolves ruled with mysterious faeries at their side. Every five years, they traveled to the human realm, collecting ten girls for their mate run--and tonight, Elisabeth was one of them. With only a white dress and her bare feet, Elisabeth stood beside the other nine girls as the beasts prowled around them menacingly. A silver dagger pierced each of our wrists, signaling the start of the hunt! “We honor the moon goddess; let your blood lead your mate to you!”

Deep in the night, the ballroom was filled with splendor and dazzling Jewells. Young women showed off their slim figures wearing tight-ass corsets. Eloise shrunk to the corner, adjusting his boobs in her makeshift bra. ‘Fuck who is crazy enough to wear a corset. They want to destroy their ribs, don’t they….’ “Eloise,” a middle-aged woman happily waved at her from the center of a huge crowd. Eloise back away. “that’s my cue to leave. No way am I going over there,” she subtly ran out of the ballroom into the hallway. The cold wind and salty droplets hit her face as she moved closer to the edge of the ship. Suddenly a man in a majestic three-piece suit walked up to her. It was duke Raymond. ‘he must have been chased around by girls. Poor guy having such a handsome face is also dangerous,’ she thought, casually sipping her wine. he moved dangerously closer, panting softly. “Duke you are too close.” She reminded him. He suddenly cupped her face and kissed her lips. His sharp tooth tore into her bottom lips. “hmmm!!” Blood dripped down their connected faces, staining her beautiful white dress red. Eloise pushed him away hurriedly. “Duke! What the hell…” Glancing up, she froze. His eyes were blood red. “I want your blood, Eloise… I want you so bad.” “Huh! I thought you were gay! Hey!”

My Ex Fiancé Uncle’s Obsession is a high-stakes billionaire romance set in modern-day New York, built around betrayal, power, and a dangerously intense love. Ava Sinclair’s life shatters when she discovers her fiancé, Ethan Cole, has been living a lie. Heartbroken and humiliated, she spirals into one reckless night with a stranger—only to later find out he is Adrian Blackwood, a powerful billionaire and her ex-fiancé’s uncle. When Adrian acquires the failing company where Ava works, she’s forced into close contact with the one man she cannot forget—and cannot escape. As Ava struggles to rebuild her life, she’s pulled into Adrian’s world of control, secrets, and obsession. Their connection deepens into something consuming, but it’s complicated by Ethan’s manipulations, a web of corporate sabotage, and the return of figures from Ava’s past. Tensions rise as jealousy, hidden agendas, and family conflicts threaten to destroy everything. When Ava discovers she’s pregnant, she makes the difficult choice to walk away, determined to protect herself and her child. But Adrian isn’t willing to let her go, setting off a chain of events filled with revenge, heartbreak, and dangerous consequences. In a story where love and control blur, Ava must decide whether to keep running from the past—or face it and choose a future on her own terms.

Two hundred and twelve dollars. That is all I have to my name. I moved to Miami to save my ruined journalism career. Instead, I ended up sweating inside a forty-pound foam hockey mascot suit just to pay my rent and keep my press credentials alive. Then came the home opener. One empty locker room. Three dangerously elite men. Lucian Voss, the ruthless head coach with eyes like ice. Gavin Steele, the heavily tattooed, quietly terrifying goalie. Zane Cole, the arrogant star forward with a lethal smile. It was supposed to be a catastrophic, one-time mistake. A lapse in judgment I could bury forever. But now, I am staring at a positive test. Triplets. I thought the pregnancy was my biggest problem. I thought I could just walk away. But when a scandal threatens to expose me, these three men do not panic. They do not run. Overnight, they spend nine figures to buy the entire professional hockey franchise. They become my bosses. They lock every exit, terminate my old contracts, and slip a massive diamond onto my shaking finger. I thought they were doing it to protect their unborn children. I thought it was about the scandal. I was wrong. "There were no babies three weeks ago, Malia," Gavin whispers, cornering me in their private penthouse. "We bought the team so no other man could look at you. You were already ours."

After working abroad for several years, I returned home, only to have my parents arrange a blind date for me. He was tall and strikingly handsome, honest in character, steady in demeanor, and came from an excellent family background. In short, the perfect candidate for a husband. I told myself that sooner or later, marriage was inevitable, so I settled on him. The day before the wedding, I went to the church—only to be stunned by the sight before me. The entire place had been transformed into something sinister and grotesque. The walls were plastered with terrifying photos of corpses, the floor littered with wax figures of severed arms and legs, and even the flowers had been dyed black, dripping with blood-red stains. But the most infuriating part was the image hanging right at the center of the church—an AI-generated picture of me, pinned beneath my fiancé, as he whipped me. My whole body trembled with fury. I stormed at the staff still working on the decorations, ordering them to stop immediately. Just then, his best friend, Nina Cullen, walked in. "Don't stop. Yves prefers this wedding style." I froze, staring at her in disbelief. "How is that possible? Who in their right mind would decorate something as joyous as a wedding with gore? This is insane!" Nina only gave a cold, arrogant laugh. "That's the theme. If you want to marry him, you'll have to accept it." Speechless, I immediately called Yves. "Yves, I'm not interested in getting married in a haunted house. You'd better restore the church to normal; otherwise, this wedding is off."

I was selling some furniture that was collecting dust on a used-goods site when a girl messaged me about discounts. "Can I get it for a bit cheaper? I'm still in college, and I moved out of my dorm because I got into a fight with my roomies. My boyfriend found me a new place. He's rich and said he'd marry me after I graduate, but I don't want to burden him so much. Please, just twenty dollars off? I can pick it up myself!" I was reminded of my college days with Jonathan Mueller. We used to take shared bike rides for two hours just to save five dollars. I was only an ordinary employee now, but I still had more spare cash than a college student. My kindness took over, and I agreed to the discount. That night, two figures appeared at the entrance of my neighborhood. The girl looked proud of herself. "I spent less than a hundred and got a barely-used washing machine! Brilliant, right?" The man looked at her with unmistakable affection in his eyes. "Yes, darling. You're the best. But I'm making money for you. You don't have to save for me. I'm the CEO of Mueller Group. I can support you. Don't haggle next time." The man raised his head, still smiling. When our eyes met, I froze. That man was Jonathan Mueller—the same man who had told me he was on a three-month business trip to earn three times the travel expenses..