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Dans une vie passée, Lysandra était une guérisseuse au service d’un prince guerrier, Caelum. Leur amour était interdit, passionné, mais tragique. Accusée de sorcellerie par la reine jalouse, elle fut brûlée vive sous les yeux de son amant, enchaîné et impuissant. Des siècles plus tard, Lysandra se réveille dans le corps d’une brillante chirurgienne, hantée par des cauchemars qu’elle croit être de simples hallucinations. Mais lorsqu’un patient entre dans sa salle d’opération – un homme d’affaires énigmatique nommé Ciel Donovan –, tout bascule. Sa présence l’électrise, ravive une douleur ancienne, une brûlure sous sa peau. Ciel, lui, semble la connaître… et souffre d’un mal inconnu qu’aucun médecin ne peut apaiser.

His breathing kicked up a notch, his fist are in tight balls while he eye fuck her bareness. His manhood fought between his robes. He caused with all the demons taking possession of his body...he was a priest. Before he could inwardly remind himself over again, Camila rushed to grabs his hand, while she subconsciously direct his fingers in exploration. Starting from her right breast lump down to her harden nipple. "You can't deny you don't want this Father." She said in between frustrated moans. He hardly could look away, breaths cut short in anticipation on where her exploration takes his fingers to. But she only sucked on them, grinding it in her heat moistened saliva from root to the peak. All his body was in a sizzling heat now while she sucked on his bare neck and worked on doffing his rob from his shoulders. Her sex locked him close to the wall. To hell with the Devils, he needed this. He needed her right now. Never had she been his to own and explore but each ceaseless day always riled him up with the pleasure to have her, snatch her away from his vindictive drug lord Father and savor her with all manners of canal desires. Is this simply just lust of the flesh or fulfilling his deprivation of being acknowledged and loved. • • • • • Rated 18 guys.... Don't say I didn't Warn you, well except you can take the spice🤤

“Don't tell me you have forgotten what happened last night?” she asked as she moved closer to the bed with a flirtatious smirk. “We had a good time together. Last night was fun.” She leaned close to him, her eyes staring deep into his black orbs. Being in this close proximity with him, her heart was beating, but she won't show how nervous she was. The white towel she was wearing reveals the top of her breast, and Richard's eyes flickered towards it. He gulped down as he found himself drawn to her. Their proximity made him feel an internal heat within him. Her lips are so tempting. He has never felt this way for any woman for the past five years. Who the fuck is she? “It seems you want more of my sweet body, Mr. Presley. Last night wasn't enough, was it?” she said with a sexy smile. She could see the effect she had on him and it kind of made her relaxed. Richard was snapped out of his lustful illusion by her words. What did he just hear her say? Did something happen last night?  …. After the tragedy that befell Annabelle because of the Presley family, she returned for revenge. For her revenge to be successful, she must make her cold hearted ex husband marry her and also make him fall in love with her. Will she succeed with her plan?

C'est l'histoire d'une petite fille appelée Lola. âgée de trois mois, elle est une beauté au teint clair, cheveux noirs, yeux bleus. C'était enfin l'été ses parents décident d'aller passer les congés de deux semaines à la plage qui se trouve au sud de la ville à vingt kilomètres de leur destination. Cependant, le vendredi est enfin arrivé ,ils mettent tout le nécessaire dans la voiture. Ils se mettent en chemin avec leur fille Lola. En chemin, après trente minutes Lola se met à pleurer à chaudes larmes. Sa mère essaye de la calmer mais , elle continue à pleurer. Un moment ,le bébé arrête de pleurer. Ils continuent à rouler. À un certain niveau, le père de Lola perd le contrôle de la voiture, entre en brousse d'où ils font un l'accident grave. Tous sont morts du coup. Mais après trois jours un esprit démoniaque qui se balade dans la brousse entra dans le corps de Lola et elle s'est réveillée. En effet, c'est le même jour que l'esprit démoniaque est entré dans le corps de Lola, c'est ce même jour que la police l'avait trouvé avec ses parents morts. Elle a été amenée aux urgences. elle sera envoyée dans un orphelinat elle sera adoptée par un couple riche et aimable. Le couple va ramener Lola chez eux. Mais en un certain moment elle va commencer à changer, à faire des choses horribles. Lola va commencer à tuer ses parents adoptives. Ensuite elle tuera tous ceux qui viendra à la maison. Les enquêtes seront ouvertes. Lola sera contrôlée par l'esprit qui était entré dans elle. Sa mère reviendra des mots pour réclamer le corps de sa fille. Elle luttera contre ce démon. Le démon sera vécu et quittera du corps de la petite Lola et son corps disparaîtra pour toujours.

[MATURE CONTENTS, NO RAPE, VIOLENCE, DARK] She didn't realize she was slowly falling deeply for the handsome billionaire who always hid in the shadows, shrouded in darkness and mystery. Despite the blaring alarm in her head screaming 'danger alert,' she just had to trust him. But he wasn’t just a wealthy heartthrob; he was a bad boy with sinister intentions. He became her weapon for revenge, an addiction that transformed her into a villain. (EXTRACT) Eamon's gaze flicked to the name tag on her uniform, which read "Mia." He smirked, clearly aware of the deception. "Heather, do you think you can save your life from me in a hospital?" he teased. "Well, if... if you're a disease," Heather retorted, trying to regain some semblance of control. Eamon chuckled softly, a chilling sound. "Sure I am. A terminal one." "Anyway, Mr. Eamon, sorry for taking things the wrong way this morning. Perhaps you thought I was mocking your blindness by saying you changed my clothes," she said sincerely. "It's alright," Eamon replied, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I saw everything though." Heather blinked in confusion. "Huh? But... you're blind. How can you see everything like you claimed?" Eamon's smile widened, and he leaned in slightly. "Let me tell you a secret then, Ms Heather," he said, removing his dark lenses to reveal a set of emerald green eyes. "You have a fading tattoo 'A & H' on your left waist and a tiny black dotty mole underneath your right breast," Eamon said, his voice low and intimate. Heather: "...." Eamon's eyes bore into hers, a predatory glint in them. "You can't hide from me, Heather. Not in a hospital, not anywhere."

Before the wedding,Serena Williams caught her fiance with his mistress who is also her best friend. Angrily she called of the wedding and in a bid for revenge she ended up in her ex’s bed . Ben Blackwood is the CEO of the Blackwood Group . He is not only the richest man in the city but also very powerful and the most eligible bachelor. Rumors had it that he is ruthless and cold hearted. Her chest tightened. “He ruined me. Now, I want to return the favor.” Silence stretched between them. Then, suddenly, Ben tilted her chin up with two fingers, forcing her to meet his gaze. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Serena,” he murmured. “But lucky for you… I love danger.” Before she could react, he closed the distance, capturing her lips in a slow, searing kiss. It was nothing like Jake’s touch Ben was in complete control, every movement deliberate, calculated. He tasted of whiskey and power, of promises wrapped in sin. He kissed like a starving wolf ,cruel and teasing ,savoring her surrender before the kill . He was dangerous,but she couldn’t resist . She held on to him tightly, her legs brushing against his side ,a breathing moan escaped her lips . His hands trails up her body ,pushing under her shirt to cup her soft round breast . His teasing touch made shudder as she let out a trembling plea “ is this good enough Mr Blackwood?” “Got to say you’re pretty good”he smirked.

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Dans une ville sombre et corrompue, Eliza, une jeune femme marquée par un passé douloureux, est entraînée dans le monde clandestin des combats illégaux et du pouvoir. Enlevée par Damian Volk, un chef impitoyable de la mafia, elle devient une pièce maîtresse dans un jeu de domination et de désir. Damian, froid et calculateur, impose à Eliza une captivité sensuelle et brutale, où la peur se mêle à une attirance incontrôlable. Alors qu’elle tente de résister à l’emprise de Damian, Kael, un combattant rebelle au service de la mafia, entre dans sa vie. Protecteur et dangereux à la fois, Kael représente à la fois une échappatoire et une menace supplémentaire. Tiraillée entre la brutalité passionnelle de Damian et la tendresse sauvage de Kael, Eliza plonge dans une spirale de violence et de plaisir interdit. Mais alors que des secrets liés à son passé refont surface, Eliza comprend qu’elle est au cœur d’une guerre de pouvoir entre les deux hommes. Pour survivre, elle devra choisir entre la soumission à la noirceur ou la liberté au prix du sang. L’histoire explore la frontière entre la violence et le désir, entre la domination et la passion, dans un jeu où l’amour et la haine se confondent dangereusement.