Novel & Cerita Bleach Hollow Hole

Regan It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons. I thought he would forgive me for what I did to the only person who was everything to him. It wasn't intentional, yet he didn't miss a chance to hurt me where it hurt the most. I knew that I was the only one to blame here. I believed it was all my fault. Then I left something that I wished I didn't have. . Lincoln The emotions and forceful resistance I had built around my heart before, now I see them breaking into several pieces. That's what I thought until it wasn't after that reality was drawn to my mind. But still, that hole in the heart one can't fix after losing the only family one ever had. I wanted to change it, to move on with my life. Those games I have played to push away people who cared for me now tire me shitless. I even felt awful about hurting that girl more when she was never at fault. I wasn't even in my right mind to see the effort she put into healing me until. . .it was too late. She left, disappeared like she never existed in my life. Her action turned me into something that no one had seen coming. Years later, I ran into her again, who saved me from becoming my worst enemy. What happened to my sister wasn't her fault, and I no longer want to punish us both for it. I am letting go of all those grudges. And I won't let anything stop me from getting what I want.

Hunter’s thumb traces my lower lip, his molten golden eyes burning into mine. He growls roughly. “Do you want all three of us to fuck you tonight, little mate?” I stare up at them, my cheeks burn with embarrassment as fresh slick floods my pussy. Desire burns so hot I can barely think straight. I’m so wet it’s shameful. I feel like such a naughty, desperate girl. “…Yes. Please… Alphas.” All three of them let out deep growls, their eyes flashing gold. “Good little mate,” Zane rasps. “Then we’re going to ruin every tight little hole until you’re screaming our names and dripping with our cum.” Seth yanks my t-shirt up roughly, exposing my bare tits to their hungry gazes. **** Two years ago, when Dad got stripped of his Alpha title for breaking pack law, we were exiled to a crappy apartment on the wrong side of town. I thought my life sucked before, but this was a whole new level of hell. At academy, I'm the girl everyone avoids. Bad luck follows me everywhere, or so they think. Perfect target for bullies, especially my stepsister Cessy. She's everything I'm not — head cheerleader, gorgeous, popular. While she's the golden child at home and school, I'm her personal 'unpaid' assistant. Then everything changed on my eighteenth birthday. I found my mates. Not just one, but three. The Blackwood Trio: Hunter, Seth, and Zane. Hockey gods, gorgeous Alphas, the most wanted guys at school. Every girl dreams about them, every guy wants to be them. And somehow, impossibly, they're mine. Of course, nothing's ever simple in my life. Three mates means three times the drama, three times the possessiveness… and way more filthy, overwhelming heat than my innocent body knows how to handle.

To save his childhood sweetheart, who had a congenital heart condition, my husband tricked me into signing an organ donation agreement. Then he got into a truck and ran me over right in front of the hospital. Barely clinging to life, Elliot Carter tore my heart from my chest. When my body was wheeled out of the operating room, Alan Yates came crashing to my side like a man gone mad. Seeing the gaping hole where my heart used to be, he screamed and wept: "I'm sorry… I was too late… If there's another life, I'll never let you suffer like this again…" Tears fell exactly where my heart had been, and somehow, I even felt a flicker of warmth. He spun around and ran back into the operating room. When he came out again, Elliot and Jessica Foster were lying in a pool of blood. Alan, meanwhile, had slashed his own wrist to die with me. On his deathbed, he ordered that we be buried together. Then I opened my eyes. I had been reborn. Before me stood Elliot, dressed in a wedding gown, holding a bouquet, and proposing. I flung the flowers in his face and turned to embrace Alan in the crowd. However, only a year and a half into our marriage, he changed. Alan began openly pairing up with Jessica, letting her move into our home. Worse, he claimed that our cat's mating season had disturbed Jessica's sleep, and so he allowed her to run over the cat I had raised for seven years. I could not believe it. This was not the man who had loved me so deeply in my previous life. My eyes blazing, I demanded, "What's wrong with you?" However, Alan's gaze was icy. "Nothing. I just don't love you anymore."

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New book: Alpha's moonborn mate is OUT now. Read it today8-) ____ "Raven, love me. I want to feel you more and more inside me. I want you to love me the best you can." She dragged themselves near a wall across. She stood sandwiched between him and the wall while directing his lips down to her neck in urgency. "I want you now." Kiara grasped at the bust of enormous feeling. His first two fingers went in and out of her hole while the water overhead did its perfect work of giving a push to his rage. Raven groaned pinching her p***y lips between her legs that resulted into making her open her mouth at the beautiful pain that gush down between her legs. Kiara moaned while Raven accepted this chance to ravish her mouth. He kissed every freaking inch of her mouth closely sucking her tongue. He brought his hands together pressing both her boobs at the same time with such aggression that she kind of jumped arcing her back. He pinched her mounds lifting her up until her pink nipples were rubbing on his wet lips. "Uhhh, Raven!" She screamed feeling him inside her. "He's going to break you!" Her heart warned. "But I'm going to love him anyway." She replied back. ________ He broke up with her in the last year of their college. She begged him to not do it. Cried badly for nights craving for him but he didn't listen. However, after almost three years of separation he appeared in her life with a proposal... A proposal that changed her for real bad. Love will be deceived, hearts will be broken, lives will be destroyed and souls will be ripped apart in this journey filled with secrets, obsessions, relationships, greed and lost love!

Warning VIEWER’S DISCRETION IS ADVISED. If you're not into raw, filthy BDSM, dominant alphas, submissive sluts, deep throat gagging or relentless multiple orgasms, then close this now. But if the thought of being used hard and without mercy makes your thighs clench… I dare you to keep reading. “On your knees, pet,” Master Kane growled, his leather belt already looped in his hand. I dropped instantly, mouth watering, ass raised high like the obedient little whore he’d trained me to be. The cold floor bit into my skin, but the sting only made me wetter. He stepped closer, unzipped slowly, and fed his thick, throbbing cock between my lips until I gagged—tears streaming, mascara running, just the way he liked. “Good girl,” he praised, fisting my hair and f**king my throat deeper. “You take it so well for a slut who begged me not to stop last time.” I whimpered around him, my pussy clenching emptily, already soaked and ready for whatever punishment came next. He pulled out suddenly, strings of spit connecting us, and flipped me onto the table—wrists bound tight with his belt, legs spread wide. One brutal thrust and he was buried balls-deep in my ass, no warning, no mercy. I screamed. He laughed. And he didn’t stop until I was sobbing his name, coming hard around the invasion I craved. I’m his employee by day. His collared f**ktoy by night. If anyone at the office ever found out how I beg my boss to ruin me… I’d be fired. He’d be ruined. But when he owns every hole like this, how could I ever say no? Ready to watch her break and beg for more? Dive in… if you dare.

"Shut up and take all our cocks, pretty slut." Three cocks stuffed inside me at once — one buried in my pussy so deep, one stretching my ass wide enough to make me scream, one choking my throat until spit pours down my chin and pools between my tits. ⚠ WARNING ⚠ This book is filthy. Not cute-spicy-chapter filthy. Cum-dripping-from-every-hole-on-the-first-page filthy. If that makes you uncomfortable, close the book. If you're already clenching, keep reading. Throw away every safe, sweet romance you've ever touched. This collection doesn't ask permission. It kicks the door down, drags you to the floor by your hair, and fucks you raw until you forget your own name. No slow burn. No boring buildup. No fade-to-black bullshit. Every story starts fast, hits hard, and doesn't stop until she's stuffed, stretched, dripping, and begging for more. Stepbrothers and stepfathers who fuck her while mommy sleeps, strict professors who fuck their grade A students, Hockey team players who pass her and breed her, dangerous men who settle debts with every hole, Alphas who knot her and lock their cum so deep it stays till the next day. Every dirty, forbidden dynamic you've been too embarrassed to search for — it's in here. These stories explore your darkest kinks. Choking. Breeding. Gangbangs. BDSM. Double penetration. Knotting. Degradation. Praise kink. Wax play. Face slapping. Spitting. Creampies. Cum on her face, in her throat, leaking from every hole. Raw, unprotected, no-pulling-out sex. If the thought of being held down, stretched open, and filled until cum is running down your thighs makes you squeeze your legs together — You're exactly where you belong. Turn the page. Your men are waiting. And they're starving.

“Spread those pretty legs wider, princess,” he growled, red eyes glowing with hunger. “I’ll bury every thick inch of my cock in this tight little hole that was made perfectly for me.” “Look how wet you are for Mommy already,” she purred, voice low and commanding. “Beg for it, baby. Say ‘Please, Mommy.’ Let me hear how badly you want me!" A drunken mistake dragged the ruthless ice hockey captain and Lycan prince, Zayn, into Aurelia's life. She mistook the dangerous wolf for a stripper and spent one unforgettable, filthy night riding him until she couldn’t walk. But one night wasn’t enough for Zayn. He became addicted, obsessed, and now makes her strip for him whenever and wherever he wants. What began as raw lust turned into a cold, no-emotions contract: pure fucking to silence his feral thirst and help shatter the unwanted mate bond trapping her. No feelings. Just his thick cock claiming her again and again. Then Rebecca entered her life. The academy’s lethal combat instructor. Cold, ruthless leader of assassins, who always gets what she wants. She arrived hunting the dark truth connected to Aurelia. But the second she had the trembling girl alone in the private training room, everything changed. Now Aurelia is caught between two dangerous wolves who refuse to share their prey. She never wanted love but she got claimed by two predators instead. It’s no longer a game of love and obsession. Deadly secrets from her past are unraveling a mystery buried in her mother’s death, a truth so dark it turns everyone into enemies. Hunted by fate and surrounded by lies, Aurelia must decide, break free from her past… or lose herself completely in the embrace of the two predators who refuse to let her go.

Today was like the day I met him: Me, riding a bicycle and him, walking down the pavement. I grab the handle of the bicycle and watch him as he make his way towards me. I do not know why I feel nervous. A trickle of sweat drip on the side of my face, my heart beat fast and I could hardly breathe. He was meters away, until it grow shorter to a foot and then bam, he bumped into me and we fall down, him on top of me. This felt like a deja vù, like it was our very first encounter. We scurried to get up but ended up bumping our heads together. I glared at him as he got up, He didn't even offer me a hand. He didn’t even give me a second glance. He just passed by me. Not noticing me. Not even looking at me. I let go of the bicycle and turn to face him. I remove the helmet that I was wearing and grip it tightly before screaming, “YAH! My hands curled into a fist and before I know it, the helmet I was holding was already flying towards him.I raise my hand as if to save him but it collided on his head right before I could even react. It sounded a hollow thump and a pronounced groan. His hands made his way to the back of his head as he turn and face me. With those eyes that seem like it was murdering me, he chase me off and I hastily took my bicycle and ran. I couldn’t help but feel happy instead of guilty as he ran after me. This was like before. This was like that summer, that summer I met him.

Because I was born under the Moon’s blessing, my body ripened earlier than any she-wolf my age. On the night of my eighteenth turning, my brother—fearing I’d be force-claimed by brutes—entrusted me to his blood-oath brother: Silas, Alpha of the Northern Peak. The first time we met, his golden eyes locked on my bared neck and never left. His fangs sank into my scent gland that very night, claiming me beneath the full moon. For four years since, I’ve been his scribe by dawn light, and his whore by moonrise. He trained my body to fit his every hunger, covering me in bite marks, yet never left the Mating Mark that would make me his true mate. Four years later, his confidante from the Central Territories returned. He tore from my heat-soaked sheets without a backward glance, racing to the moon-platform to greet her. I followed, stomach hollow, scent glands throbbing with his phantom claim. Only an hour before, his hand—scarred from my own teeth—had clamped over my mouth as he rutted me into the furs. Now, before the assembled Pack, he stroked another woman’s silver hair. “Amara, don’t show that jealous look. Have you forgotten—four years ago, you were the one who crawled into my bed while I was moon-mad.” “This tantrum is unbecoming.” He was right. I had chosen this life myself. But when I finally chose to leave him, he was the first to break.