Novel & Cerita Dirty Fanfiction Jacob Sartorius

Not to mention I was pretty sure she was a virgin, too, so it wasn’t like she could act like she knew more than me on that front. “Hey, no judgment. I’ve always thought this whole rivalry was dumb. Plus, he’s hot. I saw him come out of their store and I was like, ‘Damn, Dani. Get that ass.’” “Please stop talking.” “I’m not the one getting dick pics at a coffee shop.” Jacob had sent me a dick pic? Frantic, I looked at my phone, only to find a fairly benign text waiting for me. Red roses or pink?

I've sculpted a character based on my boss, Jacob Carter, in my smutty novel. Jacob, who's a cold, distant, and stern man in reality, is reduced to a lovesick simp in my novel. Apparently, he's maddeningly in love with me there. But when I tender my resignation letter later on, Jacob rips it into shreds before cornering me. "Oh? Are you planning to leave now that you've finished writing that novel of yours? How dare you discard me as soon as you're done with me! What am I, a cheap escort?"

Maybe this was a side he’d kept hidden from her, a side that only came out when he was alone? The bookshelf too, was full of clues to Jacob’s secret. The Story of O . Billionaire Blackmail . Fifty Shades of Grey . Delta of Venus . Books by the Marquis de Sade and Leopold von Sacher Masoch. The Marketplace . Every book Emily selected was erotica. She wished she’d found this stash years ago. How exciting would those evenings alone have been then?

I excused myself from the crowd and stumbled over to a quiet corner near the lake, seeking respite from the oppressive atmosphere of the event. I huddled there, alone and shivering, the chill of the impending evening sending a tremor through my weakened body. The lake's surface was like a mirror, reflecting the sky above. The water seemed so still, so inviting. My feverish mind couldn't help but be drawn to it, and as I gazed into the glassy reflection, I saw something that sent a jolt of fear through my veins. A face, dark and shadowy, was staring back at me from the depths of the water. Its eyes were hollow, and a sinister smile played upon its lips. It was a face that should not exist in

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised – triggers for non-consensual undertones in fantasy context, size difference, and intense power play. This is going to be a long series. Enjoy ;) CHAPTER ONE

Wyatt heard a man’s voice say. “NO! It’s your fault thinking that covering money that was never going to be directly touched by her in your energy would actually work, It’s not my fault you and your siblings are so damn stupid. It’s really amazing that Abaddon lets you even attempt to collect souls.” That time it was Daniel.

But the amount of sacrifices I had to make, the kind of things I had to do, the amount of dirt I had soiled my hands in, I can't even begin to talk about it, but it's really bad. but then again, no big money comes clean. That I have to handle along side with our chicken only Restaurant; The hot pot And then the Fitness home; Legs up and then the Club; Garden of Eden, where sin was born. I've been thinking of a lot of things lately but Charlie just seems to take a large space in my head and it's somehow annoying because.. I've never had to deal with these kind of feelings before until I met him, I don't know if I'm going crazy or I actually like him

"I will marry a good man, unlike you, who sold your soul to the devil the day you tricked me, and were taken in by Jacob to be used for his purposes, and never loved. Jacob could never love, and neither could you. Your life is empty and sad. Now leave, and be haunted forever by this." I shifted to Ariana and lunged for her. My fangs ripped the hems of her skirt as she frantically opened the door, and ran for her pathetic life.

He didn't know whether it was addictive lust or unbelievable lust or both. He knew he didn't want to let her go. He would be her patron. Alicia knew how to draw men into her. She knew how to make his dream come true. He would be Alica's new patron. THE END OF SINFUL DESIRES🥳 Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “BURNING PASSION”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Burning passion is a novella, so just sit back and enjoy a long blissful erotic stories

Chapter 1 My fingers hovered over the send button longer than they should have. The thesis chapter looked perfect; tight analysis on Victorian repression and hidden longing but exhaustion had made me careless. I’d attached the wrong document from my desktop, the one I swore no one would ever see. My private journal. The raw late-night fantasies I poured out after Professor Brandy’s lectures, when his voice still echoed in my head like smoke. I hit send anyway. It was midnight and it was too late to fix it.