Cast Of The Devil's Plaything Novels & Stories

“Ahh…” A helpless sound escaped me when the stranger’s hand cupped one of my breasts, his mouth trailing down my neck to my ear. “Fuck… your tits feel amazing,” he groaned. “Tell me, has anyone else touched you like this before?” Why was he even asking that? Didn't he know questions like that only made my body feel even hotter—worse? “Has anyone else ever played with these?” he asked again, squeezing harder. His hand was already under my uniform—God, had he slipped it in without me even noticing? The heat of his palm against my skin made my knees weak. “N-No one… y-you’re the first,” I said before I could stop myself.

⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Contains explicit sexual content, consensual power dynamics, manipulation, dominance/submission themes, obsession, emotional degradation, and morally gray characters. 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised. My Reluctant Plaything is a raw, intoxicating collection of gay erotica where lust blurs the lines between love and control. Every story is a clash of dominance and resistance of men who crave power and those who refuse to kneel... until they do. From ruthless mafia heirs and calculating professors to damaged billionaires and possessive strangers, these stories dive deep into forbidden desires, reluctant submission, and the thrilling high of surrendering to the

“Kneel, Little thing,” he orders, his breath running down my neck. I find myself kneeling. It’s not like I have a choice. He’s going to hurt me if I don’t. And I’m ashamed to admit it, but I’ll enjoy every bit of it. My core throbs, and my mouth water hungrily as he frees his cock from his briefs. “You want it, don’t you?” He fists himself and my eyes follow the movement. I can feel the wetness dripping down my legs despite my position. The room is dark, and there’s no means of escape for me. Not that I want to. “Yes,” I whisper, my face coloring in shame. “Louder, Little thing. Don’t you hate me? Don’t you want to kill me—the man who killed your only brother?” He taunts. I don’t rep

On the night of the SAT exam, my childhood sweetheart, Walter Sterling, eagerly coaxed me into sleeping with him. At the height of passion, his wild and unrestrained motions hurt me. Later, thanks to a ten-points difference on the exam score, we ended up in a four-year-long-distance relationship. Walter spent all his allowance on flight tickets to see me. Whenever we got together, he would physically live out the words, “absence made the heart grow fonder.” On his birthday, I bought a flight ticket and carried a cake to surprise him. But when I entered his rental apartment, I saw him and a strange girl intensely doing the deed. The cake in my hand fell to the floor with a thud. Then,

I am the youngest daughter of the White family. As rulers of the Moon Shadow pack, the White family showered me with love from the young age. That was until my brothers brought home an orphaned Omega named Calista. In less than a month, she had stolen all the affection that once belonged to me. All it took was a slight frown from me when she tried to move into my bedroom, and my eldest brother, the Alpha, slapped me on the face. My second brother, the Beta, locked me in the cellar. I never wanted to compete with Calista. All I wanted was to live the rest of my days quietly. But on the day of my eighteenth birthday, Calista falsely accused me of attacking her when I shifted. My brothers

He was a detective hunting a ghost. Until the ghost decided to hunt him back. Detective Alex Marchetti has spent months building a case against Vincenzo, a Mafia boss who exists only in whispers. When Vincenzo finally walks into his interrogation room, Alex thinks he's won. He's wrong. Vincenzo reveals he's been watching Alex for even longer—knows his routines, his apartment, his dead partner. The interrogation wasn't an arrest. It was an invitation. As Alex's life unravels—his captain exposed as corrupt, his partner murdered and framed as suicide, his career destroyed—he's left with nowhere to go. So he walks into Vincenzo's estate and surrenders. What follows is a volatile

Two different people Different ideology Two different world He’s Devil…. She’s an Angel She’s Innocent….He’s nothing but innocent She’s Water….He’s Fire She’s Sweet…. He’s Arrogant She’s Life…. He’s Death It’s a story of Devil who meets his Angle, how she became his world… Does Devil deserve Angel?

Two cunning damsels. Five friends who are not helping And a Duke on the verge of a dilemma as he makes the decision that will change everything. Blinded by the desire to get her home back, Monica Maitland decides to play the Duke of Anfield into fulfilling her every desire. But when emotions set in, it takes the highest form of cruelty to ignore them in the quest for happiness. Philip Forland however gives a deaf ear to every warning he's received, switching the identities of heroes and villains as he's blinded by his love for Monica. Meanwhile, she's the devil behind the scenes, striving to destroy everything that once destroyed her. Until she realises, maybe the real vil

The Devil didn't come from hell, he lived right on Earth. There's nothing much more dangerous than a clique of wealthy men, billionaire to be precise, going wrong and turning against each other. When family and friends becomes the major bait and attack, which led to sleeping with one eye open, because........ You don't know who's next!.

What do twelve years of captivity make of one? What lines behind the new Laurel Brown?Laurel Brown was only eight when she was snatched.Twelve years passed and the Browns had long moved on when Laurel Brown returns with the truth as well as secrets.