Bunny Ears Nearby

She was breaking out. She was struggling to breathe, she tried to pull away from him but no, he was gaining in on her. He had her sprawled on the couch unfastening the rope of her robe and clutching her bare skin. Her mouth fell open and her face threw to the back with her hair spread all over the couch as his lips came to her neck, and he was grunting into her ears with raw need. “I need you Bambino Mio (my baby)” he whispered as his tongue touched her naked breast. Her hands were useless against him. Her toes curled up as a ticklish feeling transferred from her body and straight to her brain. Her mouth let out a sweet moan. She has never felt this good before. “I will make you feel beautiful.” He said as he kissed her face sticking his hand into her panties. “I will make your pain go away for a while, bambino.” She screamed when she felt his hand inside of her, their eyes locked into each other before their lips met again. “Do you feel better now?” He grunted out and she tried to nod her head. “No Bambino, you have to be grateful by replying me with words.” He said driving deeper into her. Amora’s life turned topsy turvy down when the powerful and brutal cold billionaire of Venice walks into it. A man filled with a raw taste of need and affection and he offered her what she wanted most in her life. AFFECTION but it came with a price which will cost her a lot more than she would gain. Will she survive being in the billionaire’s world or will she be consumed? This book is RATED 18+

I squealed in fear, about to attack back, but restrained myself. I felt his breadth run down my neck and his lips lightly touching my ears. "Listen to me girl" He says into my ears, his deep voice sending chills down my spine "Just because I let you say whatever you want, whenever you want, doesn't mean you get to disrespect me in public… Watch what come out of your mouth" His hand travelled up my arm to my neck, slowly gripping it“This is not your house Любовь” He added. When Irene is forced to get married to the drug lord due to her father, she is faced with the trauma of living with an abusive powerful man who wants everything to go his way. Being a person with sever anger issues Irene suffers to come to terms with her new life and decided to attempt to tame her beast.

My lips trailed his soft cheeks to his ears and I bit softly on his lobe while my hand moved to the back of his dark tendrils. My fingers ran through them, giving a slight tug and they were just as soft as I imagined.  My free hand trailed down his grey jeans, stopping at his crotch and I placed a soft grip, earning a moan. "What was it you said again?" I rubbed him through the fabric, his cock turning harder. My face remained nonchalant like wasn't openly groping and caressing his cock.  "I think they went around the lines of not being attracted to me." I let out a chuckle at the irony. "I never said that," he voiced between a whimper and a groan With one hot breath, I mumbled easing into his lips, "but you thought it. Insinuated it."  His hand crept up my neck as he pulled me closer, leaving no space between us. "Never," he growled. The kiss was rough and wild, expressing the attraction we had bottled up. It was only a matter of time till it exploded, leaving us with raging hormones and unsatisfied, throbbing, and aching bodies. My hands slipped into in his pants as I rubbed his hard cock, getting moans of pleasure from him as I gave soft strokes. I was ultimately immersed in the kiss that I didn't realize he had gained back control. He pushed me harshly, his hand moving over his cherry-stained lips as he gave a swift wipe. All he said was one word. One word that meant absolutely nothing to me but coming from him, shattered me. "Slut."

Eidolon Avenue: Where the secretly guilty go to die. One building. Five floors. Five doors per floor. Twenty-five nightmares feeding the hunger lurking between the bricks and waiting beneath the boards. The sequel to Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast (“a great read...powerful and jarring” - Cemetery Dance) returns to the voracious Eidolon as it savors The Second Feast. A narcoleptic man in apartment 2A battles a vengeful past determined to rob him of everything as he runs from the barbaric disaster of a delusional love. A woman in 2B, reinventing herself to please a callous boyfriend, discovers the horrors that wait in the shadows of her self-renovation. The man in 2C, a teacher at the nearby Catholic girl’s school, collapses beneath the brutal consequences of his lecherous desires. An older woman in 2D, after decades dedicated to the church, is cornered at last by the grisly carnage beating at the hollow center of her faith. And a college student in 2E, hungry to escape an ignored life of invisible anonymity, finds herself captured between the pages of a ravenous book. All thrown into their own private hell as every cruel choice, every drop of spilled blood, every silent, complicit moment of cowardice is remembered, resurrected and relived to feed the ancient evil that lives on Eidolon Avenue. ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

Justine Elle Pollo is a princess to her family and friends. She is a bird left in a cage for a long time, and all she ever wanted was for her to spread her wings and explore the world. Yet now that fate permits it to happen, everything turned upside down. She met Pierre Monteblanco, the ruthless Mafia Lord. What could go wrong? Excerpt: Pierre's eyes grew darker as if he had been triumphant. He slowly walked closer, closing the small gap between us. My feet were trembling as his musk scent was corrupting my innocent mind. "Good answer Justine..." he said while grasping the tip of my hair. I swallowed hard at his very touch, feeling the sweat trailing its way down on the side of my face. My heart thumped when he suddenly leaned closer, shutting each of our intimate spaces. "So then...I'll let you be, my sweet," he whispered roughly into my ears leaving me confused and uneasy.

“Remember when I said I forgive you? Guess what baby, I lied.” ****** Bree had thought that breaking the heart of her boyfriend, Spencer on that rainy evening was the worst day of her life but her cold and manipulative mother proved her wrong by sending her to a psychiatric hospital as a punishment. Finding out that she was pregnant and escaping the hospital, Bree fled the city to somewhere far away to escape the clutches of her controlling mother and become a free bird. When her little one turned three, she innocently asked, “Mommy, where is Daddy?” “Daddy is no more,” she let out the first thing that came to her mind. After five years, Bree returned to the city, this time as an FBI agent and crossing paths so soon with Spencer in an unexpected dire situation was something she never expected. Amid all similarities, the old chirpy vibrant man that she once knew was no more, instead this Spencer was bitter and vengeful. He was hell-bent on making her pay for her decision five years ago. Moreover, how will the morally gray man react when he finds out that they have a child together, especially after his last words to her years ago that still echoed in her ears day and night?

Her name is Bunny Wild, at least that is what she is called in her videos. Alexis, as she is known to her close friends, is one of the main females within the p*rn company. She's no stranger to getting paid for having her acts filmed, however, when a high profile billionaire calls her boss and offers forty thousand to have Alexis for an hour and he film it himself, Alexis, is shocked, as it steps away from her usual work, no one requests the actors. This changes what she does, from prostitution, but her boss insists she goes to the man's place and follows his orders as she would at a regular shoot. Eros Pierce, the billionaire, has watched Alexis at work many times and has one fantasy that he believes she and only she can accomplish. Only he finds out her boss wasn't even giving Alexis 10% of what he was paying, and tries to cut out the middle man.

“This is an arranged marriage, just the other day you were threatening me with a divorce.” Allysa screamed at Lucas but his eyes grew darker as he marched forward, cowering into her space. He held her against the wall,his breath fanning her ears as the hairs on the back of her neck stood erect. “I say many things when I'm angry,but giving you a divorce? It's never going to happen… he dipped his head and kissed her feverishly, taking everything she had to offer as her hands wrapped around his neck. “We're bound for life Allysa, divorce? It's never going to happen……. ******************************************* What exactly can make a play boy, the most wanted dude in the state, the most arrogant, wealthy, sophisticated and nonchalant get married and decides to play cool?? Ever wondered? Meet LUCAS, he's everything a girl wants, successful at 24 and a heartbreaker. When a sexual photograph of a young lady and himself gets to the hands of his grandma, he found himself battling between accepting an arranged marriage or forfeiting his position as the CEO….. ALLYSA is all a man needs, from her cheerful smile to her sweet gestures. She's every man's dream but not the dream of her arranged husband. After the photographs makes rounds between their parents, they're both faced with a marriage ahead of them, spending the rest of their lives together and probably making babies…..but Is Lucas ready to make the marriage work? Is he willing to let go of his ego,his love for the single life and accept Allysa? Is Allysa willing to accept him? Is she willing to overlook his attitude and make the marriage work out?? Find out!

"Strip," He said, using his Alpha voice on her. Terror flashed across her face. It was clear she was terrified, her body trembling slightly. " Ples- Alp-" " Did I not make myself clear enough? As your Alpha I command you to strip before me Omega"  He yelled taking a step in her direction. She took a step back, her fingers trembling as she clenched the fabric of her dress. Selena’s world crumbled the day her own father and brothers accused her of murdering her mother. Her desperate cries of innocence fell on deaf ears, their hearts hardened against her. As punishment, her father cast her out, disowning her and condemning her to a life of brutal slavery. Each day was a new nightmare—beatings that left her shattered. Desperation drove her to flee the pack, but every attempt ended in capture and punishment that nearly killed her. When all hope was lost, and survival felt like a curse, she was discovered by the most powerful and ruthless Alpha of the Crimson Knight pack, Hudson Knight. He had long given up on the idea of finding a mate—until he found her.

What will you do if one day, you suddenly wake up with ears above your head and tails behind your back? What if you suddenly came back to how you were, 20 years ago, just with different eyes and hair color? Coming home from a late-night party, Tiffany George passed out as soon as she felt the softness and warmth of her comfy bed. She stinks of alcohol, explaining her carefree behavior, resulting into a deep sleep with her corporate attire on. On the next day, a phone call had woken her up. She massaged her aching temples and reached for her phone on the bedside table. She answered it without even bothering to look at the caller ID, her voice hoarse as she said hello. “Ms. George, what time do you think is it?” a cold voice floated over the phone, waking Tiffany out of her daze. She immediately hung-up the call and rose from the bed. But the moment she tried to reach the floor with her feet… she realized something amiss. She touched her face and felt her chest… A long silence ensued before her loud scream filled the entire room.