Books 18 Novels & Stories

*Yo guys! Congratulations if you've made it this far!🥳🎉 I apologize for mass publishing the final parts of the book, but I have exams coming up, and err...I needed to get it off my chest ASAP. Anyway, this part is technically like a trailer for the book II, so it's not going to be singular. It'll be random. So, stay hyped! ********* When I was ten, I drowned in the pool up in my parents penthouse. I was their only child and their heir, so they couldn't leave me for dead. When they performed the ritual that brought me back to life, they suddenly didn't want me alive either.

Family secrets uncovered at the nudist park. This one is fast. In this story, men have sex with each other, women have sex with each other, family members have sex with each other. You have been notified. Nobody in this story has any sort of sexual thoughts or activities of any kind until they magically become eighteen. *

If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex. If you’re a fan of fantasy series with werewolves, demons, vampires, witches, gods and whatnot, you can read THE WICKED GAMES, which is the first in the series called The Spirileaxus Saga. Unfortunately, none of the books in this series is standalone, so you have to read them in chronological order. You can also go for CURSED BLESSINGS. Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones.

She was draped over Ryder, her fingers constantly trailing over his shoulders, her lips seeking his at every opportunity. Bethany took a slow, theatrical sip of her Chardonnay, her eyes half-closed, before leaning in to press a wet, lingering kiss to Ryder's jaw. "Do you remember the summer of '98, baby?" she whispered loudly enough for the whole table to hear. "Under the pier? You were so shy then. Now look at you... my powerful, holy man. I can't wait for tomorrow."

I had found the Fort Knox of pussy protection. And for an hour it worked. Cory read the new James Patterson book and I read the other new James Patterson book (he apparently puts out a new book more often than the Red Sox lose another game). Interestingly, Cory and I had a lot of common interests, including being avid readers and both having the same favourite author in James Patterson. Sit in any single position for a straight hour though, and the rear becomes a mutineer. Yet, even though I was very uncomfortable, I refused to reposition myself, although I did begin to squirm a bit.

The paper fell away, revealing an old leather-bound volume, its cover embossed with faded gold lettering in a language that looked like a mix of Latin and something far older. “Tah — Rituals of the Eternal Flame and Flesh.” A sex god. Not just any fertility deity — a lost god of desire, ecstasy, and carnal dominion. The dealer’s notes had been vague, but the title alone sent heat rushing through me. I opened the book carefully. The pages were thick vellum, illuminated with intricate drawings of a towering male figure with glowing eyes, surrounded by writhing bodies in states of rapturous abandon. As I turned the first page, a faint warmth spread through the room. The watching feeling returne

Yes, I told myself that to help myself feel good and not to feel guilty. ‎ ‎One thing is for sure. I'm going to keep fucking Sophie. ‎ ‎"Arghh Sophie..." I groaned loudly as I cummed hard inside her pussy. ‎ ** Author's Note ** Thanks for reading and your support. Please drop your honest review and comment on this book. Please 🙏 Support this book, it means a lot to me. Thank you 💯

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“I want you to read the first two pages out loud and then summarize them.” Alex leaned back in his chair, legs spread wide. He didn’t even look at the book. His eyes were glued to my chest. “Alex,” I said sharply. “The book. Not me.” He licked his lips slowly, eyes still fixed on my breasts. “Your buttons look tight today. Are they going to pop open if you breathe too hard?” I felt my face heat up. “That’s not appropriate, Alex. Focus on the material.” He smiled, stubborn as ever. “I am focused. Just not on the stupid book. Your tits look really good in that shirt, Miss Shine. Do they feel as soft as they look?”

That is intentional and frankly the point. Please take care of yourself while reading. It is okay to put the book down, to step away, breathe, and come back only when you are ready. If you choose not to come back at all, I understand. Your mental health and your comfort matter infinitely more than any chapter I have written. This book is strictly for readers 18 and above. You have been warned, darling. What happens next is up to you. — ¶ ¶ — POINT OF VIEW