Dog Bottom Jaw Trembling Novels & Stories

Blurb She ran from one devil straight into the arms of the worst one. Mikhail Lobanov… Las Vegas’s most feared mafia king, pins the trembling 19-year-old cocktail waitress against the penthouse elevator wall, thumb dragging across her lower lip. “You’re too beautiful to kill… so I’ll keep you.” One brutal thrust later, he’s buried deep inside her untouched body on the balcony overlooking the Strip, growling, “This pussy is mine now, Bella. Say it.” What begins as possession becomes obsession. He collars her. Claims her. Protects her. But when his enemies discover she’s carrying his child, the war turns personal. Kidnapped. Tortured. Rescued. Betrayed. In a world of blood, revenge, and unbreakable chains, one innocent beauty will either destroy the monster… or become his forever salvation. Dark. Possessive. Filthy. The Beauty and Her Dangerous Mafia Lord.

BLURB Aria never wanted to stand in the center of the Moonlight Ceremony, surrounded by wolves who despised her. But one touch on the moonstone changed everything. The mate bond snapped into place with Alpha Kael—the strongest wolf in the Western Pack. His breath hitched. Her pulse raced. But Kael saw only the omega girl with no wolf. And with a voice sharp enough to carve through bone, he rejected her. Publicly. Brutally. Completely. Aria collapsed, choking on a pain that wasn’t just heartbreak—it was rejection ripping through soul and blood. And then…there he was. Cain. The younger Alpha twin. Calmer yet far more dangerous. He knelt beside her, touched her trembling cheek, and felt the bond spark between them—a rare instant second bond. “If he doesn’t want you,” he whispered, “then I claim you.” One rejection. One claiming. Two brothers. If Kael broke her...Cain claimed her. Tap to read more.

WARNING] This story is not the typical childhood tale where the princess will be saved by her prince, and they will live happily ever after. This tale is about the princess who made her happily ever after- and to do that, she needed to be wicked like her stepmother. ------ "Run!" Snow doesn't have the choice but to follow prince Arthur. She closed her eyes and ran into the dark and dense forest. "Awoo..." Snow's quick run was stopped when a loud howl echoed through the forest. "What should I do? I can't go back...the queen soldier is all over the place and this is the only place they won't dare to go..." she uttered. Although her whole body was trembling, Snow continued her walk but she made a full stop. "Grr..." Snow's eyes widened as the cold sweat broke out on her forehead. " It looks like I can't escape death tonight..."

His rough hand slid up my bare thigh, parting my knees, rushing delicious heat through my body. “Don't look at me like that,” he growled, his mouth grazing the corner of mine. “Unless you want me to show you how a king worships his queen, little fawn.” … Mute and wolf-less, Liora had always been the shadow in her own home, treated as nothing more than a servant. Besides endless labor, her blood was drained to cure her stepsister’s strange illness. When rogues threatened their pack, her father made the cruelest choice: he offered Liora to the monstrous Lycan King, Cassian Veyraith. A man whispered to take pleasure in death. Dragged to King's bed, naked and trembling, Liora braced herself for death. However, the moment Cassian's eyes met hers, she realized nothing was as it seemed…

"You actually thought I would choose you Athena?" My mate Leo snickered taunting me as Emma stood next to him smirking. My heart crumbled hearing his harsh words. This could never be the same man I gave my virginity to last night, no he wasn't so cruel...or was a blinded by my love for him? Leaning to my ear, Alpha Leo then whispered to me, "Last night meant nothing to me." And at this tears streamed down my face. "I almost feel pity for you." Emma laughed. "I won't reject you Athena, instead I'll have you feel pain for being so naïve to think I'd ever accept you as my mate. I'll let you feel how my mate and I make love." My Alpha and mate spoke distastefully while leaving me trembling in fear and in pain.

Just for brushing against the hem of Eva Lawson, the heiress’s custom couture gown, Lucy Quinn's mother had her limbs broken, then thrown into the sea to die. The day Lucy dragged the arrogant heiress to court she thought that justice might finally be served. Eva was declared not guilty. Why? Because the defense attorney representing her was none other than Wyatt Grant, founder of the most untouchable law firm in River City, and Lucy Quinn’s husband. When the trial ended, the elegant and aloof man stepped down from the defense table and placed an apology letter in front of Lucy. "Lulu, sign it. You don’t want to be sued for defamation and end up in prison, do you?" His tone was calm and coaxing, but behind the lenses of his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze was cold as ice. Lucy, tears stubbornly clinging to her eyes, looked up at him and said with a trembling voice, "Why, Wyatt, Why?"

After my girlfriend of seven years checked in from the foreign third-world country, Bayndemar, she suddenly vanished without a trace. That same night, I received a video from her phone. In the footage, a man wielding an electric baton sneered at the camera. "Bring five million dollars to the compound if you want her back alive." Beside him, my girlfriend's clothes were torn, her body covered in blood. Trembling, she begged through tears, "Ryan! Save me! They promised they'd let me go once the money's paid!" Without hesitation, I went alone. But the moment I landed, I was drugged into unconsciousness. In the end, I was tortured to death. Meanwhile, my girlfriend returned home with one-third of the ransom money and married the student my family had sponsored. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the very day she disappeared.

“Spread for me," he growled, his fingers teasing her wet and eager folds. “I… I can’t…” Celeste whispered, shivering, her body betraying her with every desperate twitch. “Yes, you can,” he hissed, pressing harder, dragging a fingertip through her slick heat. “Show me… how wet, how hungry you are for me.” Celeste never expected her stepbrother to ignite a fire she couldn’t control. Every accidental touch, every heated glance left her trembling, yearning for him in ways both thrilling and forbidden. When Jace invaded her space, teasing, daring, and dominating, she was pushed to the edge. Desire coiled low, nerves screamed, and every inch of her ached to be claimed and filled by the one man she shouldn’t want. Forbidden, dripping, and utterly consuming, this was a craving that shouldn’t exist, yet she couldn’t, and wouldn’t, resist.

"Wearing a skirt so short, Ms Katz... is not allowed in my building," he said with sternness in his tone."But sir- I've spilt coff...." her respective voice was interrupted by the arrogant boss, "Whatever the reason is, Ms Katz. Go home and change the dress then come back to work." with that he focused his attention at his laptop.She, with a clenched jaw, turned to leave his cabin when his deep voice lingered in her ear saying, "Oh and you will work extra hours today.""But sir-...." there was no way in hell he was letting her complete the sentence when he again interrupted her, "You're wasting time, Ms Katz. The extra hours are for the time I'm giving you to go to your apartment and change your dress."Darby Rothschilds had everything he's ever wanted. He has every reason to be the arrogant man that he is. But he has some secrets... secrets which are meant to be carried to graves only.Alexandra Katz, a young girl who just finished highschool and in desperate need of a job. What if she finally got a job in a multinational firm named as Rothschilds Corporations and became the secretary of the very own Darby.There was something about her... Alexandra... if only he could know that she was the cure of his cursed life.

Lyra's breath caught as Cassian's fingers traced the curve of her jaw in the moonlit corridor. "Tell me to leave," he whispered, his silver eyes burning with hunger. "I can't," she breathed. Lucien emerged from the shadows, his smirk dangerous. "Our brother claims you're his. But your body tells a different story." "What story is that?" Her voice trembled. "That you were made for us," Cassian murmured against her neck. "Both of us." Lucien's hand slid into her hair, tilting her face up. "One word, little Luna. Just say yes." She looked between them—control and chaos, ice and fire. "Yes." Trapped in a loveless political marriage to the ruthless Alpha Rowan, Lyra Blackthorn discovers an impossible truth: she is fated mate to both his twin brothers. What begins as stolen glances ignites into a dangerous affair that defies every pack law. As Cassian and Lucien claim her heart and body, suspicious eyes watch from the shadows. With her awakening powers spiraling out of control and discovery meaning death, Lyra must navigate treacherous pack politics, mounting suspicion, and a passion so intense it could destroy them all. In a world where betrayal is unforgivable, how far will they go for forbidden love—and who will survive when secrets burn?