Cheating Girlfriend Story Novels & Stories

BLSC series is the continuation of Billionaire Love Story Series. This series contains of 15 books/stories the children of The 7 Gold Lifes. All the books are stand alone of all the children from The 7 Gold Lifes. BLSC #1: The Undercover Model BLSC #2: His Secret Admirer BLSC #3: Capturing The Locason BLSC #4: The Thief to His Heart BLSC #5: Dangerous Attraction BLSC #6: Runaway Princess BLSC #7: A Night To Remember BLSC #8: Her Black Knight BLSC #9: His Cold Heart BLSC #10: His Bid On Her BLSC #11: Billionaire's Girl BLSC #12: Billionaire's Trouble BLSC #13: Fall For Dylan Lemiere BLSC #14: Love Spell BLSC #15: The Dark Romance

Not all cravings are gentle. This erotica short story collection dives into untamed, forbidden, and dangerously magnetic pull between people, peeling back the polished mask of control to reveal something raw, reckless, and impossibly intoxicating. In these pages, desire doesn’t whisper; it claims. Indulge in a world where passion is the plot, temptation is the language, and satisfaction is only ever a page away. (The stories can be read in any order as long as they have the same title)

Ken spent a fortune on our wedding. But on our wedding night, he left me to take care of his crush, Jenny Johnson, who was struggling with severe depression. I grabbed a chainsaw, took down her door, and demanded a divorce. Jenny's eyes were swollen from crying. "I'll leave Ken alone, back to you. My life isn't as important as your happiness—" Ken, distressed beyond words, warned me, "Mayson White, listen to me. If Jenny ends up taking her own life because of you, you'll pay with yours." Later, he caught me cheating with his best friend. With red eyes, he pleaded, "Mayson, break up with him. I can pretend none of this happened. Let's just be together." "No way," I said. "He'll threaten to end his life if he never sees me. You're such a good guy and wouldn't want to force him to go through with it, would you?"

When a botched attempt at love ends with Jake, Myra's crush of five years embracing an unknown woman at a party, fate allows her to meet and spend a night with a charming older stranger, Hart. Believing that being with Hart will help her forget the pain of her failed love, Myra decides to take a second chance at love, only to be pulled into Hart's unordinary life filled with twists and struggles. Just as Myra starts believing in fate again, Jake reappears in her life with a secret between their families: a secret she needs to fulfill. Read along to find out who is the destined prince of Myra's love story.

A week before our engagement, I finally learned that the man Madison Clarke had always secretly loved... was me. Overjoyed, I hurried to sign to her, wanting to tell her that I was LeoWinter—the gaming partner she'd been coupled with online. What I got in return was ridicule. "Charlie, how does a mute guy like you manage to pull so many tricks?" "LeoWinter already told me his account got stolen. He switched accounts ages ago. And you still want to pretend you're him?" It felt like a bucket of ice water had been dumped over my head. My entire body went rigid. She had forgotten that this game ID was permanently bound to the account. It was impossible for it to be stolen.

Meghan bachelorette party was supposed to be her last night of freedom. Against her better judgement, she ended up in the arms of a handsome stripper, and cheats on her husband with him. Overwhelmed with guilt after, she confesses the betrayal to her fiancé but his reaction is far different from what she expected. Plagued by erectile dysfunction and a hidden, dark desire of the thought of his future wife being taken by another man, he wants them to do it again in his very presence. Dive into these standalone stories where insatiable women get wrecked by the cocks they've been craving. Clits sucked swollen, asses spanked red, tight holes stretched wide until they're begging for more. No vanilla bullshit just pure, pussy-clenching filth. Grab it, get wet, and fuck your way through the dirtiest fantasies you never admitted you needed. If you can’t handle heat… don’t open this. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK 💋

Hardcore 18+ erotica overflowing with forbidden, family-taboo lust -- Teacher-student depravity. Raw brother-sister pounding, mother-son breeding, full incest threesomes and orgies, plus dominant teacher fucking her barely-legal student senseless, possessive one night stand, hardcore sex deepthroating, rough anal, breeding fantasies, secret risky sex, and dripping-wet surrender to every twisted desire that society forbids. Pure filthy taboo fantasy – zero romance, all sin. **** This book is mainly for xxx forbidden desires. Feel free here and enjoy

We had been married for 24 years. Twenty-four years of what I thought was happy. He got everything he wanted. The house he chose. The truck he loved. The vacations he picked. I made sure life ran smoothly so he never had to question comfort. And apparently, comfort made him bored. That’s how I met Vincent. Not in person. On Tinder. Same smile. Same scar on his chin. Same wedding ring conveniently missing.

Kara Baxter has only two things in life she held dear - her virginity and the house she grew up in. The bank has foreclosed on the house and Kara was scrambling to find someone who can help her redeem it. Her boss at the hotel, the billionaire Nico Bernardi, offered to help, but the repayment he was asking was unpalatable to Kara. He wanted her to be his mistress. Kara refused. Her virginity is not for sale. But why did she end up in an underground auction with her virginity as the major selling point for her market value? Then, to her horror, Nico bought her. In just one night, Kara lost the two things she held dear in her life. But she was a fighter and she will show this mob boss that he may buy her, but he can never buy her love. Join Kara as she navigates her way as the mistress of the mob boss and becomes entangled with his quest for justice and truth as she fights for her own survival and love in BOUGHT.

I’d just wrapped up a short trip with my daughter, Elara. On the way back, I figured I’d swing by the Hale, our family’s casino, to check in on my son, Cassian. Maybe grab dinner together. I didn’t expect to be mistaken for his latest fling. Correction: not mistaken—accused. Violently. “You think you can just waltz in here like some queen?” she hissed. “I’m the woman Cassian loves! What kind of whore are you? And is this your bastard daughter with him?” She locked us in the basement. No phone. No light. Just concrete walls and the stench of mildew and madness. Then came the fists. She slapped me across the face—again and again—until my skin stung and my ears rang. When that didn’t satisfy her, she pulled a gun and aimed low. The bullet tore through my knee. I bit back a scream, shielding Elara with my body. “You need to die, whore,” she spat. One of her men hesitated, “We should at least tell Mr. Hale first. If we are going to kill these two in his casino.” Lila of course said no. But that man brought Cassian anyway. My son stepped into this dark little room like it was any other Tuesday—until he saw me. His whole body went still. The blood drained from his face. And then, in the smallest, most broken voice I’d ever heard from him, he whispered, “Mom? What are you doing in my basement?”