Novel & Cerita Counting Stars

"Oh, Daddy it feels so good." Catherine moaned pushing her lower body further to meet his rhythm. She was bending on all fours by her elbows and knees. "Spread your legs wider princess so Daddy can go deeper, where you will see the stars," he grasped her shoulder and made her arch her back towards him. "Why does it feel so good Daddy?" she asked in her innocent yet playful voice. "When I am done teaching you everything then you will feel far better than this baby," he replied as he pounded faster in her. "Then teach me, Daddy," she moaned taking in the pleasure her Daddy was giving her. Archer Mendez, the former superstar of the adult film industry decided to adopt an orphan girl to fix his reputation in the business world. But to his surprise, he felt a forbidden attraction for his adoptive daughter that he never wanted to feel. What will happen when his new princess also feels the same attraction to him? Will he give in to this temptation?

"THE MOON SHINES FOR THOSE WHO ARE REJECTED. THE STARS SHALL RADIATE THEIR GLOW UPON ME." Unwanted and abused, all that Ophelia had always wanted was to find her mate who was going to put her out of her miserable life. Luck wasn't always on her side — just when she finally found her mate she quickly got rejected. All hope was lost — her only mate had hurt her and left her for life to cast its dirt on her. Despair was all that Ophelia embraced instead — Torn and helpless, Ophelia walked away from all hope until someone unthinkable laid his eyes on her. It was love at first sight — a second chance to be loved but it was an alpha king of a very prestigious pack. All blossomed into glitters and when she thought of moving higher, her mate, who had rejected her, turns back into her life this time with a mission to win her back. Ophelia is now stuck between two men who would do anything to get her. Who is she going to choose?

Caspian Alpha of the rising stars pack has been broken since his twins disappearance.Known for his ruthlessness he becomes one the most powerful and feared alpha.He ignores everything about a mate and take his time in ruling the pack.Fate plays with him and he realize the most dangerous rogue of the werewolves kingdom is his mate.She knows nothing about living in the pack and neither is she willing to live in a pack. Can he convince her to stay or will his families most deepest secret chase her away? Tamsin, leader to the most dangerous rogues group lost her family and pack in the most bloodiest battle known to the werewolf kingdom when she was just 13yrs.Determine to exterminate all the murderers, she embark on missions with her cousin.She finally become a reknown assassin.During one of her missions, she has a way to find about her parents murderers , but the truth is related to the mate she just met. Will the horrible truth push her to exterminate them as she always thought or will the mate bond stronger than her hatred?discover.

⚠️ Warning: ️ EXTREME HEAT WARNING ️⚠️ This book contains raw, unfiltered erotica, dark romance, taboo kinks, brutal BDSM, GAY, LESBIAN, and every filthy, dripping desire your depraved mind begs for. Enter at your own risk and come undone. L U S T R O N O M I C A A savage constellation of stories where desire burns hotter than dying stars and bodies collide in wet, brutal, unstoppable gravity. Between the endless black void and the slick, throbbing pull of total surrender, lovers crash into each other—cocks buried deep, cunts soaked and clenching, mouths hungry for every forbidden taste of skin, sweat, and sin. Every story is a savage gravitational fuck between dominance and delirium, pain and ecstasy, control and the wet, shaking moment you finally break. It’s a reminder that the most dangerous thing isn’t the fall into darkness… it’s how fucking good it feels to burn alive, screaming, while you come harder than you ever thought possible.

In the Valenti Family, you're born with a chip. It's fused into the bio-watch on your wrist, its digital face counting down every second you have left to live. Everyone could see the numbers ticking down on my twin sister's watch. And on mine. They all knew she would die on our 18th birthday. So Vivian became the untouchable princess of our brutal world. Every diamond-stitched gown was hers. The rarest jewels were hers. Even our father's last shred of humanity was hers. That single sliver of warmth he showed only after his gun was holstered. I used to pity her. Her time was running out. But God, I envied her. She had everything I never did: our parents' love. Then, the night of her 18th birthday party. My parents worried I'd make a scene. That I'd piss off the Don of an allied Family. So they locked me in the cellar. Damp. Cold. While a deadly fever burned through me. I pounded on the heavy oak door, my voice cracking. "Mamma, please! Let me out! I'm burning up. My head is splitting open…" Outside, my mother's voice was a steel trap. "Enough, Sienna! Today is your sister’s 18th birthday. Her last day alive! Stop the theatrics! Can't you suffer in silence for the Family's honor?" "But I'm really sick..." Her footsteps clicked away, fading into nothing. Then the darkness swallowed me whole. And on my wrist, the bio-watch was flashing a critical alert. CRITICAL ALERT: Vital signs mismatch. Paired chip data incompatible. Please verify user.

He got one text and was dragged to the room by the man Finn swore he’d never kneel to again. Magnus. The suite’s dark when Finn steps inside. Magnus likes it that way. Darkness makes people honest, knocks down walls, gives him time to do as he pleases. The only thing Finn can really see is the mark on his collarbone. Magnus left that mark. It was supposed to be nothing, just a night, but here they aren, nothing never happened. Now Magnus stands close. Too close. Finn can feel the heat of him, the steadiness of his hand, thumb angled under his chin, nudging his face up. Slow, deliberate. Merciless. Like he’s got all night, and he’s going to use every minute. There’s a choice here, but it’s not much of one. Take off your clothes. Give in. Get what you need or walk away and let someone else pay for it. Magnus presses a piece of paper against Finn’s skin, dragging it down, fingertip tracing the edge to his waist. Finn’s breath stutters. It was never really about the drug. It’s Magnus watching him, already sure how the night ends, almost like he’s been counting the days for Finn to walk right back through a door like this. Finn undoes the first button then the next.Magnus just watches, lazy smile bending his mouth, and the room feels tight, hot, full of something dangerous and old that never left. Some hungers just sleep. They don’t die. So, is Finn going to surrender tonight? Or by morning, will he even want to leave?

Tantalizing crimson eyes and jet black hair were all Lily could remember in the features of the enigmatic young man who saved her ten years ago when she was kidnapped. One day, she accidentally saw him again after ten years in the middle of a busy street in an unexplainable situation. Time froze for few seconds, people around her stopped moving, and in his snap of finger defreezes time, as the car in front of him lose control and crashed with the nearby truck. She was left dazed by what had just happened in front of her. The scene shocked her and triggered her memory of him. "The guy who saved me was no human," she murmured staring blankly, remembering their uncanny encounter a decade ago. "Grim Reaper?" Confusion was written on her face. He shook his head. "Non, I am Doom, and I bring death to people." After the street incident, she couldn't forget his face and his lines kept replaying in her dreams like a broken tape which made her wonder if this was part of the after-effects of her trauma or if it was destiny that aligned their stars to collide.

"Don't wear a white colour dress and please don't let your hair open. I would appreciate it if you never use this pink shade lipstick" he said in a full serious yet husky tone that surely gives chillness to her spine. She never gets intimidated by anyone like this. Who the hell he is? She battled her eyes and looked to meet his brownies. She took the courage to ask him "why?" He smirked at her flustered face and bends to her height. She took steps back and hits the wall behind. "Because. I can't stop myself from kissing you" he said while the train just went away along with Clara who stood there paralyzed hearing Alex's words. Did he just propose to her? ###### Clara looked at the frame which they clicked before. A lone tear escaped her eyes. Will she be able to forget everything and move on?  Alex regretted the moment he fell for that girl. He doesn't want to remember anything related to her. But is it even easy?  Both looked at the stars and wished to forget everything, 

I’m so tired of always being the one left behind. Tired of heartbreak, of promises that turn into pain... I never knew love could be this exhausting. “I... I promise... if marriage only means being broken like this... then these will be the last tears I ever cry.” I said it—sobbing under the cold rain, thinking that maybe this was the end of my story. But life had other plans. Enter Thunder Montessori. Twenty-seven years old. Powerful. Dangerous. A trillionaire who could own the world if he wanted to. With his sky-blue eyes, sharp mind, and infuriating charm—he’s the kind of man who turns chaos into a lifestyle. And somehow... he’s tearing down every wall I built. He says he wants to build a new world with me. But should I let him? Because I’ve been here before—caught in beautiful lies. I don’t want to lose myself again for a love that might never stay. Still, a part of me wonders... What would it be like to marry a man who could buy the stars? What if this love doesn’t break me... But saves me?

🔞 WARNING: STRICTLY RATED 18!!!🔞 Lorenzo pulled my hair back as I moaned aloud, the harmonic sound of my moan and the sound of our skin slapping reverberating through the room. He pounded into me roughly, his cock thrusting in and out, sending waves of pleasurable pain across my arched back. I quivered under his electrifying touch, my heart racing in my ribcage. Skin on skin, flash against flesh, I felt an uncontrollable desire as my soul stirred. I bit down a moan, a curse escaping my throat as he spanked my ass. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, stars spinning around me. "Fuck, Lavender!" He whispered in satisfaction as he pumped his load into me, pulling his inches out. ~ An Angel and The Devil. Beauty and The Beast. A Damsel In Distress With No Prince Charming. That was where it began, a passionate one night stand that tangled their destinies. She is ready to serve him and be his ride or die, for no reason but to carry out the assignment entrusted to her to destroy him. But what happens when the lines between lust and duty starts to fade?