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There's a prophecy – a prophecy holding the fate of two worlds. On the edge of Lilah's field, at the twelfth hour of the fall of twelve, the three kings will unite, a daisy will be lost, or the worlds will be gone. The Oracle tells me that I am bound to the prophecy. That I cannot alter or change it. That I’m destined to be greater than what I am, but I already knew that. I’ve known that since the age of five. Now, can you guess who needs to die? Death doesn’t bother me. I will let the world burn if it means achieving my goals – because with every lick of the whip; he tore my flesh raw, as his laughter rang through the mansion, and my screams disturbed the heavens. No one cared to help, no one listened – definitely not the Gods. So why should I? ._. Eldora. A world woven together by magic. Cloaked in darkness and chaos, sin and deceit. Where no one is innocent; where both hands - and teeth - drip with the blood of others. And there is her. A lone wolf, watching the world tear itself apart. Watching the chaos, the death, the destruction as she fights a far greater war, within her. What's right and wrong? What's considered good and evil? Where does she stand in this enteral mystery, we call a universe? Coated in darkness and pain, she questions the meaning of life and death, and her purpose in this world of infinite possibilities. She finds only one answer: REVENGE. *WARNING this story contains abuse, suicidal thoughts, intense trauma, and erotic scenes. Please do not read if this is heavily triggering for you!*

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"I’ll make you beg and cry out my name, Father Hale. You won’t even be able to face the altar without remembering how you came apart on my tongue." Vincente terrifying voice admitted curling around the crucifix at my throat as his rough, unforgiving fingers, pinned my wrists above my head. His thigh shoved between mine, spreading me open, and the heavy press of his cock ground against the thin barrier of my underclothes. Mine answered before I could stop it, swelling shamefully through the thin clothes that clung like a second, traitorous skin. "Feel that?" he whispered, rolling slow, merciless circles that tore a broken sound from my throat. "That’s your body confessing louder than any prayer." I tried to twist away, but the movement only dragged my hips harder against him. "Please," I gasped, the word cracking open like a wound. "Vicente —God—" "God’s not here," he growled, his teeth grazing the shell of my ear. "Only me, you don't call God when you are about to sin." His hands slipped under me working on me. I bit my lip until I tasted blood, but the moan slipped out anyway, raw and ragged. "Say it. Say you want me," he demanded, his thumb circling the slick head until my vision blurred. "Beg me to stop. Or beg me not to." A sob tore free as my body arched, chasing the pleasure I hated myself for craving. "Please...Vicente—" He swallowed the broken plea with his mouth, teeth and tongue, sucking the faint copper of my own blood. When he pulled back, his eyes glittered like black glass. "Oh." He smiled, "You mean I can continue?" And my last hope to get him stop chattered.

Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion. However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her. He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave. My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides. ___________________________ “Yes please.” She begs. “Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy. It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric. But I never claimed to be saint. “Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.” “Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.” I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.” Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks. “Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.” “Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads. “Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.” I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”

*Adult Content Alert * She was in heat. She tried to endure it, but there was no denying it—this was not something an Alpha endured alone. She sent for her Betas. Selene bared her teeth. “Don’t stand there. Come here.” They obeyed instantly. She shoved Kade back onto the bed, climbing astride him before he could even speak. His cock was thick, already slick at the tip, and she didn’t bother with teasing. She lined herself up and sank down in one brutal motion, gasping as she stretched wide around him. Kade roared, his hands gripping her thighs, driving up into her with the force of a man starved. Lucian didn’t wait. He knelt behind her, his tongue sliding along the crack of her ass, teasing, taunting. Selene’s cry broke, body jerking at the double assault. Kade fucked her from below, every thrust deep and punishing, while Lucian licked and kissed her most forbidden places until she was shaking. “Take them,” her wolf snarled inside her. “Take everything.” She leaned forward, slamming her mouth onto Kade’s again, tasting blood where his teeth had cut her lip. Behind her, Lucian’s fingers pressed inside, slick and insistent, stretching her until she whimpered. The heat was unbearable, drowning, consuming. “Now,” she growled, breaking the kiss, her eyes blazing silver. “Both. Now.” Kade’s eyes widened, dark and wild. “Alpha—” “Do it,” she snapped. “Obey me.” Lucian’s chuckle was low, wicked. “With pleasure.” He pressed against her from behind.... She grabbed Kade’s chest, bracing herself as Lucian pushed forward, slow at first, then harder, until with a shuddering cry she took him inside. The world shattered. Two cocks filled her at once, stretching her, owning her, claiming her in a way that was savage and absolute.

⚠️Warning: Extremely explicit content. For mature readers only. “Fuck me harder, Derrick,” I moaned, bent over the boardroom table with my skirt around my waist and legs spread wide. The powerful CEO slammed into me from behind, his thick cock stretching my dripping pussy as papers scattered everywhere. “Right there… yes! Ruin me!” He gripped my hips harder, pounding me mercilessly. “You talk too much shit during negotiations, Zara. Now take this dick like the dirty girl you are.” Welcome to American Heatwave: A Steamy Hot Collection, the ultimate collection of raw, addictive, and extremely explicit erotic short stories. From the ruthless CEO bending his sharp-tongued negotiator over the boardroom table, to the ripped neighbor filling his married housewife with thick cum by the pool… from the dominant professor strap-on fucking her bratty student while the Dean is right outside, to the stranger on the red-eye who destroys a stressed businesswoman in the airplane bathroom and all night in his hotel suite. Each of the 50 standalone stories delivers non-stop steamy action that starts from the very first chapter and never lets up. Expect: 💦Filthy dirty talk💦 💦 Intense power play💦 💦Multiple explosive orgasms💦 💦Creampies, squirting, risky public sex, and more💦 These aren’t just quick hookups. These are passionate, addictive encounters between complex, magnetic characters you’ll fall in love with, even as they break every rule. Late nights in luxury penthouses. Sweaty gym sessions. Forbidden office affairs. Dangerous affairs next door. If you crave hot, explicit, and emotionally charged erotica that leaves you breathless and craving more… this collection is your new obsession🥵 50 Stories. 50 Forbidden Flames. How many can you handle before you reach your limit?

“If I ever crossed that line with you,” he said, calm enough to chill me, “It sure as hell wouldn’t be because you’re rich.” His thumb brushed my jaw, making my lower lip sag . “It would be when you’re no longer hiding behind any of it.” A second passed “It’d be when you’re flooded up to your eyes with your wetness but still thinking straight enough to plead with me fuck you. It’d be when you’re on your knees begging to have my cock shoved in you in any hole I please,” I released a heavy exhale and he swallowed it up as his lips were mere inches from mine. “It’d be when all that pride finally shuts up.” His eyes dropped briefly, then returned to mine. “Until then, I’ll be here to watch you convince yourself you’re not unravelling under my gaze, to watch you struggle to understand what’s happening to you.” “Fuck you!” I spat “Sure. Whenever you’re ready.” he replied, releasing my neck Raina Cole doesn’t believe in love not after being left at the altar by the man she thought she’d spend forever with. So when her ex invites her to his wedding, she does what any humiliated woman with money and pride would do; she hires the most dangerous man she’s ever met to play her perfect boyfriend. Gorgeous enough to make her ex choke on regret. Only the man she hires isn’t what he seems He’s not a date-for-hire. He’s an assassin sent to end her life. But the closer he gets, the harder it becomes to remember which side he’s on.

My body was limp, trembling, barely able to breathe but André was relentless. He kissed me like he hadn’t just wrecked me, like he hadn’t already made me come so hard I saw white. His tongue slid into my mouth with hunger, claiming me the same way his cock did without permission, without pause. Still inside me, still hard, still pulsing. “Look at you,” he murmured against my lips, his thumb stroking my jaw. “All fucked out and we’re just getting started.” “I… I can’t,” I breathed. “Yes, you can,” he growled, pulling out just enough to slam back in. “You will. Because you’re mine. Because this pussy,” he reached down and slapped it wet, swollen, sensitive drawing a shocked gasp from me, “belongs to me.” The sting mixed with pleasure and made my thighs shake. I should’ve said no. I should’ve begged him to stop. But I didn’t. I couldn't. Because every time he spoke like that, every time he manhandled me like I was something to be owned, I melted for him. ........ She’s spent her life trying to be the perfect daughter, craving nothing more than the love her cold, unkind mother refuses to give. Her only source of happiness is her brother, the one light in her dark world. But everything changes when she crosses paths with Alpha Andre.Powerful, ruthless, hand deeply possessive, Alpha Andre has watched her from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim her. When the opportunity finally presents itself, he doesn’t hesitate. And from that moment on, her life is never the same.

On the night of their third wedding anniversary, Amelia Hart catches her husband in another woman’s bed. By morning, she’s done begging, done bleeding for a marriage built on lies. While the powerful Hart family turns its back on her and the woman destroying her marriage flaunts her victory, Amelia makes one choice that changes everything….she asks for a divorce. But leaving her husband is far more dangerous than loving him ever was. Because the moment Amelia starts walking away, Dante Wolfe begins watching her. Cold. Untouchable. Ruthlessly powerful. A billionaire feared by everyone in the city and the one man her husband can never defeat. Dante was supposed to be her enemy. Instead, he becomes the only man willing to stand beside her when her world burns to the ground. As scandals explode, betrayals deepen, and obsession replaces hatred, Amelia finds herself caught between the man who broke her heart… and the man who might ruin her in entirely different ways. Because Dante Wolfe doesn’t save things he wants. He claims them. (MATURE CONTENT). Dante pinned Lila against the wall, hand wrapped around her throat. “Still think you can belong to someone else?” he growled. She moaned as he shoved her dress up and thrust two fingers deep into her dripping pussy, fucking her roughly while his thumb tortured her clit. “Fuck… Dante….” He yanked his fingers out, spun her around, and slammed his thick cock inside her in one brutal stroke. “This pussy is mine,” he rasped, pounding her hard and fast, choking her lightly as she came screaming his name.

CONTENT WARNING. EROTICA ROMANCE: RATED 18+. "Tell me," he said. "Tell me what you want..." My senses were reeling, my body jerking against his hand. "I want you to fuck me," I said. "I want your gorgeous fucking cock in me..." "Nice," he smiled against my cheek. "More..." My voice was just a whisper. "I want to feel you inside... I want you to fuck me, hard... I want you to take my ass, and make me fucking squeal..." "You want to be stretched, little girl? Is that what you fucking want?" Oh fuck, my clit was clanging like a church bell. "Yes... Oh, fuck, please... I want you to stretch me..." "Gonna open you up so fucking wide," he growled. "Gonna take your fucking cunt with two fat cocks, stretch you nice and fucking big... two big fucking dicks in your sweet little pussy... gonna feel so fucking dirty... gonna feel so fucking tight..." "Yes..." "Wanna see inside you... into your pink fucking hole..." "Yes..." "Gonna make you wet... make you stretch... make you fucking gape for me..." The heel of his palm was so hard against my clit. "Fuck..." I ran my fingers down his chest, over his abs, until I found the swell in his pants. I squeezed him through his jeans. "Fuck me..." "I fucking shouldn't..." he groaned. "Fuck..." But he was grinding against my hand, moving over me. "Just a quick one. Hard and fast. Please..." "I can't..." he said. "I can't..."