Chubby Fingers

"Does this feel wrong?" He asked, running his fingers up the slender curves of her spine, instinctively Abigail purred softly shaking her head. Rolling her bottom lip between her teeth roughly. Losing herself in his dangerous hues."Do you want this?" He grinned running this thumb over the bottom lip she had just been chewing, mischief swimming in his deep green eyes. Her breath caught in her throat watching him edge closer, consuming all of her senses. Nodding slowly, words escaping her. Lord help her she wanted him! "Use your words." He commanded, running his tongue over her swollen bottom lip. He tasted- exquisite. "Yes," She whimpered… Closing her eyes consumed by guilt. "But I want HIM too!" When Abigail moved to Blue Moon Creek seeking answers from her Father as to who and what she was, she quickly realised she had bitten off more than she could chew. Ending up smack bang in the middle of a century old rivalry, torn between two Alphas and her destiny! Soon releasing that even angels have to answer to fate. Her actions have consequences as do the answers to the questions she so desperately seeks.Will she follow her head and do what's expected of her, or will she follow her heart and fight fate?

Red alert: This book is going to be full of erotic content. High sexual content, use of vulgar words and foul language. Thanks for the support of those that chose to proceed. “I know you are a werewolf and I know why you are here, but be rest assured I will never accept you as my fated mate and Luna queen. I, Newton Ashton Montgomery, hereby reject you as my fated mate.” “No, I will never accept your rejection, King!” Gwendolyn Hills grew up having everything she always wanted in life. Right from when she was a pup, she merely had to snap her fingers and get whatever it is. Every girl either wanted to be her or be her friend. The one thing she always looked forward to was her eighteenth birthday when she will shift to her wolf and become mated to her childhood crush and best friend, Julian, the incoming Alpha. Then on that very day, not only was she unable to transform, her once-perfect life fell apart before her eyes. In the snap of a finger, she became nothing but the pack’s new freak. When she had an encounter with the cold-hearted King of Lycan’s, her life further plunged deeper into a bottomless pit and this time, plunged with her heart. How is she going to fix the missing puzzles of her life, mend her broken heart and find true happiness in the midst of trying to find herself? Let's journey together to find out.

The story you are about to read is inspired by a true story and refers to a time span of three years. During this time, various events take place. Love. Intrigue. Folly. Trips. Hopes. Vicissitudes. A love triangle will put a girl disputed between two important but profoundly different men at the center of attention. A princess. A commander. A sailor. A ship. Between one port to another, from one route to another, in an endless journey between sea and land , in different geographic locations around the world will happen à the unthinkable - in which the main protagonists of the story - it will help in moments of difficulty - but at the same time they will hate each other - struggling to re - establish their bonds and their role. At the seaside, life is different. You don't live by the hour but by the moment. We live by the currents, we adjust to the tides and follow the course of the sun. Cit. (Sandy Gingras) I want the sea to touch me, make me breathe the world and its whys, give me an eternal instant, which I will carry with me as an indelible memory. The sea is the mystery in which I immerse myself to rediscover my life. The sea. Cit. (Stephen Littleword) You can't be unhappy when you have this: the smell of the sea, the sand under your fingers, the air, the wind. Cit. (Irène Némirovsky) When love is true and sincere, it climbs over the mountains, the vastness of the sky and the sea. No human experience is greater than its strength. Cit.(Romano Battaglia)

"You take me for a fool?” He yelled, gripping my arms tightly, his fingers making sure to leave marks. “I would never lie about something of utmost importance, Diego”, I tried to convince him while earnestly trying to save myself from his strong grip. “No one dares to look me in the face and lie.” He said while gripping my arms more strongly than ever. “Yet, you stand here, lying to my face. You want to use me against my father as your revenge, isn't that right Adriana?” With that, he let go of my arms, shoving me aside angrily—whilst I hit my head against a door frame. _______________ A strong-willed yet vulnerable young lady from a mafia family finds herself stuck in a marriage with a rival heir arranged by both families as a means to stop bloodshed among them. Her husband, being the mafia heir, is a stern person who is feared by members of the syndicate. He hates negotiating and solves his problems on his own. But, when he falls in love with the daughter of the rival family, will it complicate his plans? What will happen when circumstances force them to choose between love and loyalty to their families? How will it affect their lives? A tale where love and vengeance intertwine and the hearts of two individuals are tested against the ultimate betrayal.

I died on my birthday, but neither my parents nor my husband noticed. They were too busy pouring all their attention into planning my twin sister, Esme Shaw's, birthday party. While she was surrounded by people helping her pick out a gown, I was tied up and thrown into the basement. With what little strength I had left, I forced my broken fingers to press in the code—9395. It was a signal my husband, Edwin Grant, and I had once agreed on. It was a straightforward way to call for help in the event of danger. I never thought I would actually need it one day. But when I sent it, he didn't believe me. His reply was cold, "Claudia, just because I didn't take you shopping for a new dress, you've decided to put on a show? "You can still wear last year's gown. Stop making trouble. I'll see you at the party later." What he didn't know was that Esme had already shredded that gown into pieces. And what he couldn't imagine was that the moment after he hung up, I was already gone. So, when the celebration began, I never appeared. But when everyone saw the birthday gift I had prepared for Esme ahead of time, the entire room lost its mind.

"Fuck," I snap, unzipping her jeans skirt and tearing the thing down her legs, throwing it over my shoulder. "You've driven me to the edge, little girl. It was hard enough having you wiggle that tight ass around in my lap without coming. Then I see other males looking at you?" I yank down her panties and discard them in the foot well. "For that, I'm going to pump so deep, you'll see stars." "Yes," she gasps, spreading her legs wider as I go down and take a long, sweet whiff of her pink pussy. "I'd like that very much, Daddy. Please me. Please, Daddy...fuck..." I take the first lick, my fingers digging into her laps as she moans out in pleasure. "Oh, fuck! Oh. Oh my God." One more lick and her pussy starts to quiver, her legs stiffening where I've rested them on my shoulders. "Damien." I close my lips lightly around her clit and apply careful suction, increasing the pressure until she's crying out. "What do you really want from me, little girl?" "Go faster, Daddy. Please me harder. Please me..." ------------- Warning: This book is intended for 18+ audiences. It is an erotic boxset, containing seventeen original erotic short stories. Steamy, fun, and fulfilling, just how ya'll like it.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I was straddling my Mafia husband, Lucian, kissing him deeply. My fingers fumbled in the pocket of my expensive silk dress, searching for the pregnancy test I'd hidden there. I wanted to save the news of my unexpected pregnancy for the end of the evening. Lucian's right-hand man, Marco, asked with a suggestive smile in Italian: "Don, your new little canary, Sophia. How does she taste?" Lucian's mocking laughter vibrated through my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied, also in Italian: "Like an unripe peach. Fresh and tender." His hand was still caressing my waist, but his gaze was distant. "Just keep this between us. If my Donna finds out, I'm a dead man." His men chuckled knowingly, raising their glasses and swearing their silence. The warmth in my blood turned to ice, inch by inch. The one thing they didn’t know was that my grandmother was from Sicily, so I understood every word. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect smile of a Donna fixed in place, but the hand holding my champagne flute trembled. Instead of making a scene, I opened my phone, found the invitation I had received a few days ago for a private international medical research project, and tapped "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from Lucian's world completely.

Blurb I should have known.. the way his eyes turned dark with desire the minute he saw me across the room, if not, then I should have known when his fingers shivered when they touched my bare skin, I should have known the moment he kissed me passionately, a kiss so intense yet different, I should have realized something was off, or perhaps, deep down, I knew this wasn’t my Ben, nevertheless I pulled him closer to me and let myself melt under his touch. There is just something about a forbidden fruit that throws all logical thinking out the window. At a mask themed party, Stella gets intimate with a man she believes is her fiancé, Ben. But unfortunately she receives a call informing her Ben was involved in a tragic accident, turning to the bed, she demands the man reveals himself. She is left horrified to see that the man she thought was Ben is actually Benji, Ben’s identical twin brother. This one mistake not only leaves her pregnant but also homeless. Five years later, Stella comes back to New York with her young daughter, she will do everything she can to ruin everyone that betrayed her in the past especially Benji, who she blames for Ben’s death, unknown to her, fate has its own game.

Thanatos walks into the room, and my world stands still. He looks like a Greek god. I can’t catch my breath. He’s almost 7 feet tall. I need to run my fingers through his golden locks that touch his beautiful face. His dark gold eyes burn into my soul. His face is full of scars and draws me in. He is the most handsome man I have ever laid eyes on. His muscles are bulging out of his tux. He smells like a wood fire. Like he’s going to burn my entire world down. My jaw is on the floor. My wolf is howling in my head, begging me to reach out and touch him. He pulls out a chair and sits beside my father. My sisters and I sigh in unison. What I wouldn’t give to be his seat cushion. Traded like property. Marked as a breeder. Ayesha was never meant to survive the Lycan King. But inside her stirs something ancient Stella, a demon wolf bound by blood and rage. She doesn’t obey. She doesn’t kneel. And she certainly doesn’t care that the king wants Ayesha to carry his heir. Ayesha must walk a dangerous line between survival and surrender. Because losing control doesn’t just mean death it means

The day Adrian Knight clinched a contract with our biggest client, I "accidentally" tipped a bottle of ink across the paperwork, voiding it on the spot. Because of that single blot, the project landed in Alex Lewis’s lap, and he won Chairman Henry Carter’s favor almost overnight, moving into the Carter mansion as their future son-in-law and watching his net worth rocket into eight figures. Adrian never blamed me. He just laughed that he’d never been executive material anyway and happily brought me home as his bride. Everyone whispered that, if not for my meddling, Adrian would already be sitting in the Carter family’s executive suite instead of scraping by in an ordinary life with me. Only I knew the truth: stopping him from signing that contract had saved his life. When Adrian learned I was pregnant, he locked me in the basement, fingers digging into my throat. "If it hadn’t been for you," he snarled, "I’d be Henry Carter’s son-in-law by now. You’re the reason I lost Rachel, the princess of the Carter family." That’s when I realized he’d been nursing this grudge for years. After he killed me, I woke up, reborn on the very day Adrian first reached for that fatal contract. This time, I’ll make sure Adrian Knight gets exactly what he wants.