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I begged my boss, Arthur Hutton, ninety-eight times for us to get officially married. Each time, he canceled our plans because his childhood sweetheart deliberately lured him away. On the ninety-ninth attempt, I waited for him at the city hall. Arthur simply patted my head and then put up a sign on the door that read, [Serena Xander and Dogs Not Allowed.] He said indifferently, “Millie’s throwing a fit, and I can’t calm her down. I need to marry her first. “I’ll divorce her, so just wait for me. Next Wednesday is a good day. I’ll marry you then.” But he did not know that I only had ninety-nine chances to give. I would be resigning the following week.

Opening the door to my bedroom, my heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia Carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.” Here starts my story..well, no my story had long begun this was just another phase of it. ******** Brock Dawson, mourning his beloved mate’s death is my mate. Well, new mate I guess. But he is still in love with his dead mate. He wasn't willing to take up a new mate. Great. Applause to my fate. A cheating mate and a mate still in love. Was Brock still in love? Or is there a secret he doesn't want to share? will Thalia recover her rejection and move on? or is she plotting her revenge?

The new intern, Cynthia Joller, had posted about me online, claiming the company had made them use their leave for team building. No one wanted to fly all the way to an island to spend time with colleagues. However, what the internet did not know was that our company's team-building tradition involved booking a top-notch five-star resort every year: all-inclusive, family-friendly, with an extra three days of paid leave, and a $30,000 budget per person. The whole internet dubbed me a cold-blooded capitalist, so I decided to give in to their demands and issued a notice. [In response to employee feedback and to honor personal time, this year's team-building retreat has been canceled. Instead, a $500 allowance for personal travel will be provided.] The notice stirred up a commotion in the company. Long-time employees gathered at my office door, pleading for the return of the sunny Madiles retreat.

Sherry was ready to leave her billionaire husband's mansion. She was mad because his husband backed out on his words and didn't give her a divorce based on their agreement before their twins were born. Ready to leave, she showered her adorable twins with kisses and hugged them one last time, hoping that when they grew up, they wouldn't hate her for abandoning them. Her husband stood near the door; he declared, "If you leave this house today, you will never see the twins again." Distraught, she replied, "Take care of the twins for me." Sherry exited the room with tears falling on her cheeks. While descending the staircase, a nagging question was burning in her mind. Is it worth abandoning her twins just to be with the guy who can make her happy?

Waking up in an unfamiliar place (Hotel), Meifeng found herself bare and cold, with pain scattered all over her body. Unable to recall how she got there, her mind filled with horrified thoughts, as a shiver ran through her spine. Just then the door of the bathroom attached to the room opened, revealing a man wearing black bathrobe. Her eyes widened, shock evident on her face as she pointed towards him, “Yo…You…” She stuttered. Instantly panicked about the girl, he ran towards the bed, trying to touch her face, only to see her flinch in fear and drill herself in duvet in the next second. Wrapping herself like a sushi, the girl only revealed her eyes, which darted towards the messy condition of the room with clothes scattered all over. “How am I here?”

I was supposed to be collateral. A body left in an alley to settle a blood debt. Varek was supposed to be my executioner. Instead, Vespera's most ruthless syndicate boss put a diamond on My finger. He thinks he bought a terrified pawn. He is dead wrong. I Maevia isn't a nameless stray from the outer wards. I am the last heir of a slaughtered royal dynasty. The blood in my veins is worth billions on the black market. And the men who butchered my family are finally coming to finish the job. Varek thought he caged a bird. He's about to realize he locked himself in with a queen. When the global syndicates kick down his door to claim my bounty, Varek faces one choice. Hand over his wife. Or drown the world in blood to keep Me.

It was the night before my best mate’s wedding—his bachelor party, we made a deal to get blind drunk, but I arrived late. When I opened the door, I was not met with cheers, but with three corpses stalled in motion. My body went limp as my mind went blank. The only thought left in my head was that I had to call the police. “I’m calling from Block 3, Unit 301 of Silkwood Gardens. My three friends are all dead!” On the other end of the line, a female police officer responded calmly, “Please stay calm and don’t touch anything. Keep the crime scene untouched. A team will arrive shortly.” This should have been a night of wild debauchery, but I was the only one left alive. I slowly ducked my head and smiled.

A scorching hot taboo erotica collection that will ruin you in the best way possible. 🔞⚠️Rated 18+ | Mature Content Warning Wet Hot Desire Erotica Steamy Collection brings you a a mix of raw, unapologetic short stories where fantasies aren’t just imagined, they’re lived. Behind every door is a moment where control slips, tension snaps, and pleasure takes over. Strangers meet with one goal. Ex-lovers face what’s still unfinished. Friends cross lines they swore they never would. These stories are fast, hot, and messy in the most erotic way. You’ll find dominant men who don’t ask twice, women who want more and don’t hide it, and nights that blur into mornings with no regrets. PS… This is not for children, too hot to handle for nerds too… only a psycho can hop on…..

When the debt of Freya Lomie's neck was almost driving her crazy, all of a sudden she started getting an envelope filled with money from an untraceable location. Three times she got the same exact envelope, filled with $20,000 which not only could bring her out of the slump of debt, but could also seal her fate, with just four words attached to it, “...You..." "..Belong..." "... To Me...” Freya ignored the warning sign, paid off her debt, lived a comfortable life, a year later, a knock was heard on her door, a man stood before her, his eyes dark, lips pressed In firm fine line, the moment he let out the word, Freya knew her life would never remain the same again. "Iam here to collect You"

My husband drives me out so I can meet my best friend for an afternoon tea session. That's when I discover a used condom and a stray earring wedged between the door and the front passenger seat. I'm distraught as I head to the restaurant. My best friend hugs me warmly, but the lone earring she wears pierces my heart. I don't expose them for their betrayal. Instead, I fall into bed with my husband's best friend that very night. Later, James Fullman roars and asks why I've done this to him. I smile faintly and lean into the embrace of the man beside me. "You're not the only one who can get hot and heavy in the front passenger seat, you know."