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For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

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Chapter One: Discovery (Nelson’s POV) I pushed open the bathroom door to take a piss without knocking and froze mid-step as I saw my Katricia, my stepsister, standing completely naked in front of the mirror. Water droplets raced down her smooth skin. Her tits were perky and full, stiff from the cool air, and between her thighs, her pussy was shaved completely bare. My mouth instantly watered at the sight. My eyes roamed hungrily all over her body until they landed on the tattoo inked right below her navel.

Please exit this material immediately if you are not of legal age. This book is Rated 18+ for the following elements: Explicit sex scenes Mature language and erotic dialogue Adult themes including lust, fantasy, and casual sexual relationships Short, high-heat scenarios designed for quick adult entertainment Every story within this book is crafted with the intention of delivering steamy, unapologetic, and fast-paced erotica that satisfies the instant cravings of readers who enjoy stories of spontaneous passion, taboo indulgences, and sexually charged interactions. The characters, settings, and scenarios are fictional and meant for escapism—not intended to reflect or encourage real-life behav

I retracted my mouth but was licking the top with my tongue profusely until I heard the door flung open. I need no soothsayer to tell me of the person who was inside but at his touch over my shoulder, I whirled back sending a hot slap across his cheeks. Sending another kick down to his scrotum before grabbing his cock. My lips caught his, my tongue roughly roamed the corners of his inner mouth. My teeth took a sweet bite out of his lips, I could taste his blood, they were so delicious. He has this weak cry and breath emanating from within him. I could read his thoughts, the motherfucker wanted to grab my milky flesh, giving them a rough squeeze.

Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)

“August.” “August,” I said. “You should be there in August,” he said. “See what it looks like then.” “Edinburgh is August,” Caden said. “Come here first,” William said. “Edinburgh second. See both.” He looked at the notebook. “Every building has a best hour. The time when the light does exactly what you designed it to do.” He paused. “I didn’t know August was the best hour when I designed this. I know now.”

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When the call ended, she let the phone fall on the bed, Her body trembled, this time not from Tristan but from the fear and dread eating at her inside. End. ⚠️ Reader Alert: Things get wild, the following chapters after this contains LGBTQ+ romance, harem/reverse harem dynamics, and explicit sexual content including gang bangs. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed only if mature content is okay for you. (Sex With My professor) The lecture hall hummed with low chatter until the heavy iron doors swung open, the sound cut through the room, pulling every eye toward the man striding in. Professor Ethan Metch.

Arian's pov I never thought a book club meeting could feel like a battlefield. Today, we are reading The Art of Forbidden by Linda Lively, and from the very moment I flipped through its pages, my face had been hot. The story is about a powerful president who was secretly in love with his male secretary, and if that wasn’t bold enough, the prose was filled with intimacy, longing, and heat. Naturally, everyone thought it would be for people to take turns reading aloud. But I wasn't really in the mood to read, not after what the police said to me.