Derieri Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

I suffer from a hereditary form of amnesia. By the time I found out, I had only seven days left. On the first day, I found my boyfriend had fallen for my younger twin sister. With a bitter smile, I suggested we break up. On the second day, my most treasured Lego set was smashed by my sister. Everyone laughed at me, saying I was disgraceful, unworthy of being a daughter of the Fleming family. On the fourth day, I forgot that my sister was allergic to mangoes. She ended up in the hospital, and my parents glared at me with resentment. Even my ex-boyfriend accused me of being heartless. On the seventh day, I woke up in a hospital bed to see my father walking in with a stern expression. He demanded that I quit my job and devote myself entirely to taking care of the family, as nothing more than a housekeeper. But I only looked at them in confusion and asked softly, “Who are you?” When they realized I had truly lost my memory, they lost their minds.

Seven years. No mark. No title. No truth. I gave Damon Voss everything and he gave me a lie so carefully built I almost died inside it. Then one letter changed everything. I am not his patient wife. I am not his Luna in waiting. I am the long-missing Lycan Princess, heir to a throne, and mother to a son I was told did not survive. He took everything from me. My identity. My child. My seven years. Now I have fifteen days, one dangerous alliance, and a crown with my name on it. Damon should have made sure I never found out. He did not.

I had been in a secret relationship with my mafia boyfriend, Dante Castellano, for seven years. No public contact. No photos together. No proof I had ever stood by his side. He told me, "Once I'm powerful enough that no one dares touch you, I'll make it official." I believed him. The day before our seventh anniversary, I found a ten-carat diamond ring in his suit jacket. I cried with joy, thinking seven years of hiding were finally over. The next morning, I wore my most expensive dress and sprayed on the only perfume he had ever given me. I practiced my smile in the mirror, the one I would give when he proposed. Then, my phone lit up with a breaking news alert. [Breaking News: Seven-Year Love Story Reaches Perfect Ending—Romance Blogger Alessia Romano Accepts Boyfriend's 100th Proposal!] In the photo, the influencer with eight million followers stood on her tiptoes, kissing a man. His hand rested on the back of her neck. On that hand was a scar I would never mistake. It was the scar Dante got when he took a knife for me.

“Look at me when I touch you,” Sebastian growled, Mara swallowed hard “this isn't part of the deal”. Sebastian's lips brushed her ear.“Everything about you is part of my deal” pinning Mara against the penthouse glass, city lights blazing behind her. His hand slid possessively between her thighs. “I own your moans, your wetness and every filthy inch of you.” She gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. “You bought my body to save my son. Not my fucking soul.” His lips crashed against her neck “ then I'll take that too until you beg me to keep you forever”. He caught her falsifying figures to steal for her dying son then chained her to his bed with a devil's bargain instead of jail. She was the only woman who never wanted him until desperation made her his sex tool every night. Now Sebastian's obsession burns hotter than ever. He hates seeing her around other men. He starts claiming her publicly. Mara is no longer just the desperate thief warming his bed. She's his obsession, his property, his addiction. And what happens when a medical test exposes a secret buried in the past?

Blurb. “You're so tight Val! As tight as I imagined. I'll have to expand this to fit my c*ck.” Boris my strict older boss whispered before forcing four of his fingers inside of me. I let out a loud moan. “Oh mi goddddddd.” “Good, this is what happens when you send your nude file to your boss.” “It was a mistak…..” “A mistake? And your panties are all soaked and dripping at my touch.” He mocked. “Be a good girl and allow daddy, ease your tense body.” There was something about his voice that sent shivers through me. Within seconds my pussy walls throbbed and clenched around his fingers and I had a convulsive orgasm that shook my body like one possessed with a slimy sin demon. ********************************** Slippery sins is an unapologetically sensual compilation of the dirtiest and steamiest erotica short stories that will leave your pants soaked and you cocks hard. It is loaded with irresistible tension, unspoken longings, dark, craving, deep chemistry, and forbidden touches. Each story in this collection is designed to make you cum or orgasm whichever one but you will definitely be wet as you slip into the pages. ️Warning: This book is rated 18 , it contains explicit sexual contents. Graphic languages, dirty talks and mature themes that may not be suitable for all readers.

For ten years, my twin sister Ayra was the perfect fiancée to Julian Vance, the untouchable, merciless king of the city. She got the diamond, the penthouse, and the envy of the world, while I got the crumbs. Until the night Ayra vanished right before the wedding of the century. With a multi-billion-dollar merger, corporate empires and my little brother's life hanging in the balance, my toxic mother corners me with a chilling ultimatum: Step into your sister’s shoes. Wear her ring. Walk down the aisle. Pretend to be her until the Vance family finds her. I should have said no. But to protect my fragile little brother, I put on her veil, took her vows, and became his wife. I thought I was just a temporary placeholder. I thought Julian hated me. Until our wedding night, when he pinned me to the bed, trapped my wrists, and his lips brushed my ear, sending a shiver through my soul. "Did you really think I wouldn't recognize my own wife, Maya?" he whispered, his eyes dark with a terrifying, possessive satisfaction. "Did you really think I didn't know it was you I spent the night with three months ago in the dark?" He knew. He always knew. Julian didn't just find out about the swap—he engineered it. He has been watching me for ten years, waiting to claim the girl who once saved his life. Now, I am trapped in a luxurious cage with a billionaire who orchestrates everything, carrying a secret pregnancy he deliberately planned, and realizing a chilling truth too late... My sister didn't run away. ​She was replaced.

It was the day Jessica Goldenfold got the International Wealth Club Charity Award. My doctor pronounced me dead, for I could not afford the artificial heart needed for my survival. The show's host asked Jessica to call the one whom she had the most regret about. She called my number. I picked it up. She asked, "Do you ever regret leaving me for money?" I stared at the obscene bill for the artificial heart. Then, I chuckled. "You're a rich girl, Jessica. How about a loan of 30 grand?" She killed the call. I watched her telling everyone in front of the cameras, "No more regrets." She had no idea at all. She had no idea that I was the one who gave my heart to her when she had heart failure. I did it behind her back.

My parents adopted a kid, and I treated him like treasure. Then he started looking uncannily like my husband, Brian. And I caught him whispering "Mom" to my sister, Ruby. Yeah. Plot twist: Brian had been cheating on me the whole time. With Ruby. They played house behind my back, smiling for family pics—with my parents' blessing. When the truth blew up, Ruby had the audacity to beg me to step aside. My parents told me to get over it. And that kid I loved like my own? Told me I deserved to die. But here's the kicker—Brian wouldn't even sign the divorce. Dude broke down, said he still loved me, swore the kid was a mistake. So I smiled and said, "Cool. You've got seven days. Prove it, and I'll forgive you." He went full simp mode. Emptied his bank account, treated me like I was gold. Even kicked Ruby down and yelled at her to apologize. Everyone thought I'd cave. Then the cops called, asked him to ID a body—and Brian totally lost it. He never knew I'd been dead this whole time. The Reaper gave me one last week to say goodbye.

“….you are not even half-wolf, you are just human, a mere human. I have no use of you, Maliya. You are useless, completely useless." Maliya Snow Carter is the typical definition of a spoilt brat, she always gets what she wants, it doesn’t matter what it is. Maliya always gets what Maliya wants that is except for Angelo— the one man that she has been in love with her entire life. She did get him, he cheated, broke the mate bond, and well…. The rest they say…is history. Miguel Alan Crescents, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, is one of the most powerful and most feared Alpha. Miguel has everything, money, power, fame, influence, well, everything except a mate. He didn’t care for a mate anyway, he was still having a swell time with his harem of women when she crashed into his pack… His mate and His Obsession, His Little Snow. Will Miguel be able to make Maliya his completely or will he lose her to her first love and first mate?

"I want nothing else than your body for a night. Give it to me and I will make sure that nothing happens to your mother!" He said. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~Amaira Faye, a sweet innocent girl, fighting with the odds of the world to keep her family safe and happy, was dared by her friends to kiss a stranger. Say it her luck or misfortune that stranger turns out to be a ruthless CEO, Mr. Dominic Kingston who gets captivated by the taste of her lips and wanted to devour all of her. His filthy secret is related to Amaira's past but both are unaware of that. His obsession for her grows day by day when she starts working for him. He asks to spend one night with him and in return he promises to save the life of her ailing mother. Will he be able to get over the obsession after one night stand or that will only grow further? What will happen when that one night stand will be followed by an unexpected pregnancy? Will they be able to keep their relationship strong even after knowing the past? That's for you to find out 😉**The story contains the elements of forced love, obsession and mature content, move ahead only if you are comfortable!**