Collected Fictions Novels & Stories

The thought made her pulse quicken, like she was holding a secret that wasn’t meant to be found. She hesitated only a moment before sitting cross-legged on the floor and flipping the cover open. Inside, in messy handwriting, was a title scrawled across the first page: “Collected Stories — From Women, For Women.” Chloe blinked. The handwriting was feminine, rushed, and almost secretive. She turned the page and read the introduction, scrawled in looping letters:

What I will do to have him send his sperms straight to my womb. ' He can be a thug for all we know' Something whispers in my mind but I brush it aside. There's no way such a gorgeous creature can be a thug. " What's a woman like you doing drinking alone? " He questions and I almost blush at the way his voice caresses me. My mind starts creating images of how he can sound moaning as I ride his massive cock... ' Get it together, Helen! ' I mentally scold myself. Being in the business industry, I have met many handsome and powerful men and never have I ever fantasized about them even when they declared their feelings for me. Yet something about this soul stirring man has me lowering all my mora

He just hoped that this was the start of something new, not the end of a potential good relationship… THE END AUTHOR'S NOTE. Hello lovelies. I trust you guys are doing great. So, I decided to finally start this project after putting it off for a year now. This is like a collection of my readers' suggestions and stories. You tell me what you want as the next story, and I write the prompt of the lucky person. So far, I have 20 prompts from my readers from platforms, 19 when you exclude the already uploaded one. Updates for this series will be twice or thrice a week, with a full upload of a story, not chapter-by-chapter updates, depending on my school schedules.

Sanctum of Flesh, Citadel of Eldros The doors sealed behind Lies with a heavy, moaning groan of ancient stone making her flinch. The sanctum pulsed with heat and silence—a silence thick enough to wrap around her thighs and crawl up between them. It wasn't just warm. The air was humid, saturated with something older than scent: magic steeped in lust, pressure, hunger. The walls themselves dripped faintly with condensation, like the stone was sweating in anticipation.

I moved my head and felt something brush my cheek. That was weird.When I tried to raise my hand and grab the thing, I realized that I couldn’t do it. Something was preventing me from moving my limbs. I frowned and tried to move my hand again, but once more it was stopped by some restraints.A sudden panic overwhelmed me, and my thoughts started swimming in the worst scenarios possible. I was kidnapped, and they were going to sell me. They were going to kill me. I was already dead.I wanted to scream, but my mouth was covered with fabric. I wanted to move, but I was tied to the bed.

I prepared and left for work. Work went smoothly except the fact my team is to stay behind until we had a better strategy for the company’s new product, lots of presentations and meetings, but they all happened fast. I noticed a colleague, Stephen staring at me. I honestly feel like I am overthinking it. He is actually the hottest male colleague in our team, and our Assistant Team Leader. After our last meeting, I went to get coffee, and a stunning male figure came in, shutting the door and the blinds. I turned to look at him, it was Stephen our Ass. Team leader.

Chapter 1 Sophia’s POV. I sat hunched over my textbooks in the dim glow of the empty college library wing, the pages blurring together after hours of cramming advanced lit theory into my skull while the whole building around me felt dead quiet and hollow. My thighs kept pressing together under the desk because my mind would not stay on the damn words no matter how hard I tried. Instead it kept sliding straight into that filthy secret place I hid from everyone, the one where I was not the quiet bookish girl who buried herself in notes all day.

I woke up the next morning still covered in dried cum. My pussy and ass felt sore and swollen, but in the best way possible. Thick white streaks were crusted on my tits and thighs, and when I shifted on the bed, more fresh cum leaked out of my holes to the soaked sheets. I smiled to myself. Last night’s welcome gangbang had wrecked me, but my body was already hungry for more. That’s why I came to The Cock Fest. No rest, no breaks, just cock after cock until I couldn’t take it anymore.

and then he’s cumming, his release hot and thick in my ass, filling me up as his hips jerk against me. I can feel it dripping out when he pulls away, running down my thighs, mixing with the cum already there. The room spins. My body is a mess, cum inside me, on me, my skin marked with ink and bruises, my lips swollen. Jen’s no better, her hair a tangled mess, her body glistening with sweat and release, her legs spread as Cole pulls out, his cum leaking from her pussy as another guy takes his place. "We’re not done with you," Liam murmurs, his fingers tracing the 'L' on my collarbone. "Not even close." His phone is in his hand, the screen glowing as he angles it, capturing the way my ass is s

Roman followed right after, slamming deep and pulsing inside her. He remained there briefly before pulling away. Cum ran down her thighs. He wiped the head of his cock across her ass and sat back on his heels, looking at the mess he had made. Lila collapsed onto her stomach, breathing hard. The open window let in the sound of someone walking through the courtyard below. Roman’s hand settled on the back of her thigh, possessive. “Your roommate works late again tonight,” he said. He said it as an instruction, not a question.