Breath Hitching

“Please, don't kill me…. Please.." she pleaded, trying to grasp fragments of her breath as she stared at the lifeless body and pool of blood before her in fright. "Jason, she might be a good toy for the night, what do you think?" One of the men asked his colleague, stretching strands of his beards. "You must be insane. Have you forgotten the mission statement?" Jason asked and he scratched his head. "Pretty girl, I'm sorry" he said, squatting to the level of the girl who trembled on the floor. "Anyone who sees the hit, goes down with the target" one of them said coldly from behind and the next moment, a bullet hole was formed between her brows as her body convulsed.

'What do you think? Am I a psychopath Sarah?'He said in a gravelly voice, gradually tightening his grip over Sarah's throat with his right hand while his left hand was holding Sarah's right hand with all his power, almost embedding it into the wall behind Sarah...Sarah was running out of breath and her eyes went teary when he yelled...****Sarah is a rich girl who after being trapped in her own house for almost two years finally came out. But now all she wants is a normal life. She joins a company called The Ambition to start a new fresh life but there are certain people and things that are approaching her. Which can or may reveal some of the things about her past...

The Ship engaged in the Subsea Cable Laying, and Pipeline installation in the Arabian Sea found four big boxes during a pre-lay survey before a sub-sea pipeline installation. That was a diving ship. The divers inspected the box on the sea bottom and did not know what was inside. So the ship crews lifted boxes. They opened it and were shocked. Full of gold.Tons of gold. The top officials onboard that ship hid this information from their management, and they decided to transport that gold to Europe. The actual owner of this box containing gold is a terror group in Asia. They started a secret war from all sides to get back the gold without being noticed by the government agencies. Indian Military Intelligence, monitoring this terror group, got information about this gold. A true expression of a pirate story. This you love to read with breath held.

Adult content. Explicit. Provocative. Between pleasure and danger, there are no rules—only limits waiting to be tested. In this second volume of the Taboo series, desire takes on new forms and the body becomes a territory of surrender, domination, and unspeakable secrets. Each story dives into a different universe: low-lit lust, consensual submission, fantasies that burn on the skin, and games that challenge morality, power, and pleasure. Men and women strip away not only their clothes, but their masks. Ropes, blindfolds, whispered orders, and forbidden moans—nothing here is innocent. In “Taboo: Ties & Sins - Fetishes,” fetish is king, and sin is an invitation. Prepare to lose your breath, cross boundaries, and discover the rawest, most irresistible side of human desire. Taboo: Ties and Sins - Fetishes is not just a reading experience. It is a surrender.

He inched closer to where I stood, his eyes ablaze with something entrancing. His breath warmed the edge of my ear as he growled possessively," You're mine, Maddy. Every limb of your body, every smile on your face, every bleeding scar in you; Mine," *** Hunter wanted nothing but to lay low, survive for another day and then take rides on his Harley every now and then. All it took was the wounded Luna of White Moon pack and before he knew it, he was running across the country, trying to save both their lives. But how far can you run when an Alpha as unforgiving as Rowan, is after you for allegedly stealing his mate who he rejected?

“You’ve been a very bad girl, Ley…” He whispered, his eyes dark with hunger, closing the distance between them until her back hit the cool glass wall. Her breath caught, but she didn’t flinch. “You’re arrogant…” “You’re wet.” He wrapped his hand around her waist and leans in… She should walk away, he was her father’s best friend, arrogant, wickedly charming, and knows exactly how to ruin her resolve, but his fingers traced her wrist, slow, possessive, and she knew she would let him ruin her again. He was supposed to be off-limits… but forbidden taste the sweetest.

"We are enemies." "That doesn't stop me from possessing you." He breathed and every word he whispered later on sent chills down my spine, "You are mine, Amara. From the pale blonde strands of your hair to your faded nail-polished toes. Every breath you take is mine. Not excluding the freckles dusting your cheeks to the pimples on your face. Your misery is mine, which I shall bring upon you myself. From your giggles to your random nonsensical chatter, I own them! Your darn strawberry moments are mine. Every drop of blood that flows through your veins belongs to me and so does your last breath when I snuff life out of you, watching as your pretty green eyes lose their shine and your heartbeat goes dull beneath my palm." His hand traveled to my neck, fingers lacing around it, and he squeezed a bit, "Who do you belong to?" He asked capturing my ear lobe between his lips and I shivered. "Myself and you can't have me!" I swung my head back and crashed it against his, sending him reeling backward. **************** You have got to let your loved ones know what's happening with you' Amara snow Dardanos learns this the hard way when her perfect world is crushed by a secret she kept away from her family. Orian Wolfe Akanther, one of the leaders of the underworld is given the task of taking the werewolf princess as vengeance for the injustice and treachery done to his kind. The plan was simple, to take her, watch her family and kind crumble beneath his finger tips and then kill her but that plan seems to foil when his nonexistent heart leans towards her and he is at the risk of breaking a blood oath.

Heavy BDSM content at your own risk. ⚠️ ‼️ ~Camila~ I sat across him with my legs crossed as i stared into those dark gray orbs that always seem to have me lost and lust in its depth. "When am I going to leave, Luciano?" I finally spoke, breaking the silence that had stretched since I'd entered his office. He said nothing for a moment, then stood up and walked towards me. He leaned in close, his elbows resting on the armrests of my chair, trapping me between him and the back of the chair. His thumb pressed lightly against my bottom lip, and my breath hitched. "Are you really asking me that, Gem?" He whispered, his voice a husky caress against my ear. His gaze was intense, and I felt a heat spread through my body. "You lost your freedom the day you stepped into my life, Gem." He continued, his breath warm against my skin. "And I'm afraid to say I can't let you go, never." I bit my lip, swallowing the lump in my throat. Despite the cool temperature of the room, I felt suffocated, the heat pooling in my lower pantie making it impossible to ignore his presence. He was right, I had lost my freedom the day I decided to sell my soul to this monster. He had killed the angel in me and made me his own little devil. Accepting Luciano and everything he did was dangerous, like signing my name on a contract to burn in hell for eternity. He was the demon that tortured me, the reason I was living in this gilded cage. Accepting Luciano and what he does was dangerous, it was like signing my eternity to burn in hell as long as he was the demon that tortured me...

As a male Omega, stepping onto the ice was never supposed to be my dream. Hockey belonged to Alphas—strong, dominant, born to conquer both the rink and everyone on it. Omegas like me were meant to stay hidden, protected, controlled. But hiding had never been enough. The World Hockey Academy was the only place powerful enough to shield my identity, the only place my adoptive father—its Dean—believed I could survive. To the public, it was an elite sports academy. To those like me, it was a prison disguised as opportunity. To them… it was Alpha Academy. From the moment I arrived, I swallowed suppressants like oxygen. Every breath had to be measured. Every movement controlled. A single slip—one flare of Omega scent—and I would be exposed. I had to skate like an Alpha. Fight like an Alpha. Bleed like one. On the ice, weakness wasn’t forgiven. That was when I noticed him. The strongest Alpha in the academy. The storm everyone feared. His presence alone made my knees weaken, my instincts scream in panic and hunger all at once. His golden eyes tracked me every time I touched the puck, sharp and suspicious, as if he already sensed something was wrong. During practice, we crashed into each other. The impact sent us both sprawling across the ice—but it was his hand gripping my jersey, his scent crashing over me, that shattered my control. My suppressants burned uselessly in my veins. His lips curved slowly, dangerously, as he leaned close enough for his breath to brush my ear. “Funny,” he murmured, voice low and certain. “For an Alpha… you smell like prey.” My heart slammed against my ribs. If he figured it out, everything would end. And yet— my Omega instincts whispered something far worse. I wanted him closer.

"You have no right to be here, I've already made it clear that I don't want you around. What you're doing is called stalking, and a pathetic thing for a cursed alpha to do." Wilder struggled to catch his breath, feeling like he'd been punched in the gut. *************** Having to chose between being banished and being a mistress, her savior arrived turning out to be Alpha Wilder. Running to the human world was a blessing, until both men from her past returned and began the unveiling of truths, love, hatred and deceptions. "You have no right to be here," Olivia said sternly. “I've already made it clear that I don't want you around. What you're doing is called stalking, and it's not only illegal, but also a pretty pathetic thing for a cursed alpha to do." Wilder struggled to catch his breath, feeling like he'd been punched in the gut. He wanted to protest, and say something but with a heavy heart, he turned and began the long walk home. ******************* Being a wolfless orphan, Olivia is rejected and reduced to nothing by her own mate who hated her but covets her body. She was so furious that she ended up having a one night stand with a random stranger, the same one her parents had died to save. Having to chose between being banished and being a mistress, her savior arrives. Behold, it turned out to be the renowned cruelest Alpha King Wilder. He rescues her and takes her back to his pack where she fakes her own death just to escape. Running to the human world with her pregnancy was like a blessing, until both men from her past found her and began the unveiling of truths, love, hatred and deceptions. Will she be able to accept such fate?