Novel & Cerita Cerita Dewasa Di Bus

I am a pureblood succubus. Every seven days, desire consumes me. Stuart Newlin always complained that I clung to him too much, that I distracted him from his grand ambitions. Then, at the peak of my heat, when I needed him most, he blew me off. He chose to go to his female friend's prenatal appointment instead. The thing is, a succubus can't survive without being fed. Without that energy, that devotion… I wither. Unfortunate as it was to fall into the hands of a neglectful master, I had no choice but to seek another. My new keeper bore the bloodline of the Black Serpent. He had double the virility. Night and day, he poured himself into me. He worked tirelessly; I was more than satisfied. So when Stuart showed up with a massive bouquet of red roses, hoping to coax me back, what greeted him was the sight of me, flushed and glowing, curled up in another man's arms. His eyes burned with rage as he went mad, smashing everything in the house, raging that I was unfaithful, that I dared take another man to my bed. Smiling, I leaned into my new master's embrace and introduced them. "Let me make the introductions. You two have more in common than you think. After all, I've slept with both of you."

Ashely's mom was diagnosed with a very deadly disease that is threatening to take her life. Ashely couldn't watch the only person she had in this world leave her yet again like her dad, Billionaire Alan offered to sponsor the treatment and made sure that Ashely's mom got the necessary treatment only based on being in a contract marriage with Ashley. Will this Contract Marriage be a sham or would it grow into a real love?.

My boyfriend's childhood friend declared herself the ultimate 'socialite fraud buster' the very first time we met. She would not stop lecturing me at the dinner table. "Women really shouldn't overdress. If Sean hadn't told me himself that you were his girlfriend, I would've written you off as just another one of those fake socialites I've exposed." My boyfriend nodded along eagerly. "You really do dress too flashy. Just listen to Gina and tone it down a little." I could not be bothered to engage, so I excused myself to the restroom, but I ended up overhearing Georgina Lawson's little 'fraud assessment' from right outside the door. "Sean, this woman's walk, the way she talks… All of it screams training. She's a classic case of a fake socialite. She's only with you for your money! That watch, the limited-edition bag, that sports car worth tens of millions... What doctor could possibly afford all that?" Fury burned through me, and I finally reached my limit. I turned around and called my father, the richest man in the city. "Dad, wire me 50 million dollars. I'm buying out a little fraud-busting studio that targets 'fake socialities' to teach her that rich people have children too!"

Celeste Khoza made one thing very clear to everyone around her- marriage was not for her and she definitely did not want children. Her parents have always supported her every decision and would never do anything to hurt her...but what happens when the very same parents find a suitor for her? Someone she would've never went for? Someone who has her overbearing and possessive parents weak at the knees and bending at his will? A Swiss man by the name of Daddy Aebischer.

Seventeen-year-old Seraphina Knights has been running from her dreams for as long as she can remember—dreams of fire, glass, and a winged stranger who calls her by name. Every time she wakes, a glowing mark burns into her skin… and no one can explain why. Duskmoor Academy was supposed to be her fresh start—a place for students with “unusual sensitivities.” But from the moment she meets Lucan Vale, the quiet, unreadable Literature Assistant, Seraphina’s dreams only get worse. Or more real. Lucan knows exactly who she is. He’s been finding her in every lifetime. And losing her. Seraphina’s past lives are catching up to her—and so is a curse that’s been hunting them both. If she remembers too much, she dies. If she turns away from him, the cycle continues. But this time… she remembers just enough to fight back.

"I will tell you the truth. What can you do for me?" Sara Owen stood up, gritting her teeth, and asked, "What do you want?" Kevin Johnson looked at her from head to toe and smirked. Sara Owen's eyes trembled in fright. She remembered Ryan Jenkins's words. Kevin was not good with women. "I want you to spend a night with me." The attractive young man in front of her did not appear to be affected by her flushed facial expressions. Kevin Johnson had been holding a glass of wine and looking at her with his artful eyes, as if she was not going to reject his proposal. He was overconfident in Sara Owen's response. “Turn back.” Gulping panic with saliva, Sara Owen turned back, holding her trembling palms. He stepped ahead. Giving her goosebumps, he stopped beside her. "Unzip”

She woke up with no memory… But someone remembers her too well. One man claims to be her husband. Another is risking everything to protect her. But when whispers of a secret organization called Blackwood begin to surface, Amara realizes the truth is far more dangerous than her forgotten past. She wasn’t just running from a man… She was running from something powerful enough to erase her existence. A marriage built on control A past hidden by lies A truth worth killing for Because the more she remembers… The more dangerous she becomes. And this time There may be no escape.

Raven was never meant to look at the Alpha, let alone crave him. He’s engaged, he’s forbidden, and he’s her sister’s future. But Raven is tired of being the servant and being treated like a puppet. She’s reclaiming her power through bloodshed, and she’s starting her reign of terror by taking the one man who was forbidden to her. In the end, she'll spare no one, and in the process she'll find the one thing she's been looking for all along-her mate who's been right in front of her.

Avery's life as a dedicated student shatters when a reckless one-night stand reveals her dark, commanding lover is her new literature professor, Draco Thorne. Their illicit affair plunges her into a world of forbidden desires and his undeniable, dangerous possessiveness. Can she resist the pull of his darkness, or will her sinful syllabus consume her entirely?

Ayla, my wife had just returned home from a business trip when I received a call from the hotel she had booked there. The hotel receptionist sounded a little embarrassed as she explained, “Hello, is this Ms. Jewell’s husband? I’m calling from the front desk. I see that we forgot to bill you for some incidentals. It looks like your room used all eighteen condoms from the amenity kit. I apologize for the oversight. The total comes to 35 dollars. Can I get a card number over the phone to close that out for you?” My mind went completely blank. Hadn’t my wife gone on that business trip on her own? Why would she have used condoms? Suppressing my inner turmoil, I gave Ayla a call. “Honey, the hotel just called. They said there was a little issue with your room. They asked me if you had someone staying over with you?” She sounded clearly exhausted as she replied with a weak voice, “Oh, right. A lady couldn’t find a hotel room, so she crashed with me for the night.” I chuckled and asked her to rest. After hanging up, I drove directly to the hotel. “35 dollars, right? I’ll pay it in person.”