Eaglemoss Dc Graphic Novel Collection Novels & Stories

**PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS BOOK IS CURRENTLY BEING EDITED AND REVISED*** Dragged to a ball where the country's most eligible bachelor is rumoured to be choosing a wife, Elizabeth wanted to be anywhere but here. Knowing her mother was counting on being tied to the Dereon's, the country's most powerful family, she decides to put her best foot forward. But with no one even knowing how August Dereon looks, how will the night go? August Rain is filled with a roller coaster of emotions and storylines. From betrayals to murder and pregnancy - and a mafia subplot, get your fill of Dragonfly and Mr Dereon in this sweet romance novel. *Book 1 of The Mafia Trinity Series of Novels*

This is a raw, hardcore LGBTQ+ erotica collection, packed full with relentless power play and savage BDSM scenes. There will be dirty, aching scenes, so explicit that they will leave your hot sex throbbing, begging and desperate for more. This collection of forbidden MxM stories delivers merciless dominance, dark intense obsession, brutal and intense BDSM. Not to forget the hardcore smut so wicked and explicit they will cause you to blush and beg all at the same time. Scenes which will push every single limit deep inside of you until the lines between pleasure and guilt blur into pure sin. Expect double the filth in this dark, taboo MxM tale with no limits, no mercy—just pure, sinful and chaotic indulgence. Prepare to ache, prepare to sin—because sin has never tasted this good.

Warning ⛔️ ⚠️This is an erotica collection. A collection of Alpha, Lycan, Luna, Omega, dark taboos romances. Things that are usually off limits but would want you craving for more. More ecstasy, more joy. #Taboo romances: Stories about Alpha and omegas, parents and family secrets. All types of love: Steamy tales for everyone, lesbian, gay, and more. Wild passion: Stories where characters stop following the rules and follow their hearts instead. Step-father and step-mother. Lesbian, gay and all bad-bad steamy beautiful things your imagination craves. A collection of steamy tales where sins know no boundaries and desire walks the edge of passion and lust. Between the weight of sins and the sting of redemption, lovers find themselves tangled in secrets and temptation. Every story is a dance between control and chaos, lust and love, a reminder that sometimes, the most dangerous thing isn’t the sin itself it’s how good it feels.

Devyn Reilly isn't a socialite or mafia princess - she's down on her luck and it shows. Her rent is due, bills needed to be paid and she just got fired. Her singing career was going the same way as her life was - nowhere. But would all this be enough to make her go down The Rabbit Hole? Kieran Teague is a ruthless Irish mob boss, known to be so callous that even the Russian Pakhan of New York was wary of him. Stepping into his newly opened BDSM club, The Rabbit Hole, he did not expect to be intrigued by a lowly new dancer. However, the second she opened her mouth to sing, he knew he had to have her. Will the ruthless mobster be softened by the submissive siren? *Book 3 of The Mafia Trinity Series of Novels*

"Rip my ass apart, Daddy! Fuck the shit out of me! God, yes!" "So fucking tight, Jenny. No matter how many times I fuck your ass, it's always like the first time... Are you being good for daddy? Keeping other dicks out of this perfect ass?" "Yes, Daddy. Only yours," she moaned... ### Plunge into a filthy taboo erotica collection where daddies (step daddies, daddies-in-law, and other forbidden fruit) crave and claim their teasing little girls in raw, boundary shattering steamy shorts. Loaded with intense dirty talk, dubious consent edges, high risk exposure thrills, possessive breeding kinks, degradation and humiliation, and scorching incest. Please take care of your mental health. It gets dark and twisted in here... ### A conflicted step daddy wrecks his stepdaughter's holes on his marital bed while his wife lurks nearby. A blind step daughter is tricked into fucking daddy. A daddy fucks his step daughter on her wedding day... to his son. Billionaire daddies. Don daddies. A daddy that fucks his son's girlfriend... in front of his son. ### Indulge in these and other dark fantasies with twist endings that will stay with you. She begs for daddy's brutal cock. He can't stop stretching his filthy little girl. ***All characters are over 18. Explicit content ahead. 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised.

18+ Explicit Content - Reader Discretion Strongly Advised Content Warnings: This collection contains graphic sexual content, taboo relationships, age-gap dynamics, power imbalances, infidelity, and explicit adult language. Reader discretion is advised. Some desires are best left unsaid. Others demand to be unleashed. Transgressions invites you into a world where passion knows no bounds and the most tantalizing pleasures lie just beyond the edge of reason. From secret affairs to illicit obsessions, these are stories where hearts and bodies collide in moments of delicious transgression. Dare to indulge in the fantasies you're not supposed to have. Dare to cross the line. Dare to experience Transgressions.

“You wear these little skirts… are you trying to seduce me?” His eyes dragged down my body. “I—I don’t know what you’re talking about” Before I could finish, his hand slid up my thigh, fingers brushing beneath the edge of my skirt. My breath hitched. He shoved my panties aside and pressed two thick fingers inside me. “Ahh. . . Kelvin. .” My knees buckled against the sink as he started slow, then thrust rougher, stretching me with every push. “You like that, baby girl?” he whispered against my lips. “Yes… oh God, yes.” His mouth hovered over mine, stealing the sound of my moans before he spun me around to face the mirror. My own reflection stared back at me wide eyes, flushed cheeks while Kelvin loomed behind, his heat swallowing me whole. “Watch while I fuck you,” he growled, shoving down his zipper. The heavy length of him slammed into me in one rough stroke, knocking the air from my lungs. “F-fuck!” I cried out, gripping the sink for dear life. He yanked my hair back, forcing me to look at myself as he pounded into me. “Be my slut today.” Dripping Wet is a collection of straight-up filthy stories about raw, no-limits sex. Bodies crashing together in hard fucks. Holes stretched wide, throats used rough, sheets drenched in cum and sweat. Each one dives deep into pure hunger, cocks slamming in deep, pussies taking it hard, asses getting claimed with no mercy. All the taboo stuff you crave, laid out in brutal detail. No romance. No sweet talk. Just hard, wet, pounding sex that leaves you spent. This book isn't about love. It's about need and giving in until you're soaked.

Burning Hot 🔥 Ignite Your Darkest Desires ⚠️Do NOT open unless you’re ready to BURN ⚠️Do NOT read unless you crave the HOTNESS. A filthy, pulse-pounding collection of taboo erotica crafted exclusively for 18+ sinners who live for the forbidden rush. Inside, you’ll devour: Stepfather-stepdaughter secrets: that drip with guilt-soaked lust, his rough hands claiming what he shouldn’t, her tight, trembling body arching under him in the dark. Office affairs: where power suits rip open, desks become altars, and her moans echo as he bends her over, thrusting deep while the clock ticks. Exhibitionist thrills: strangers’ eyes devouring every exposed inch as she’s fucked against fogged glass, her cries muffled by his palm. Voyeuristic obsessions: hidden cameras catching every slick slide, every gasp as step-siblings finally snap, bodies colliding in a frenzy of sweat and sin. Kinky one-shots that push every limit: cuffs biting wrists, blindfolds heightening every wet lick, every brutal thrust until you’re begging for release. Each story is a standalone inferno, different bodies, different taboos, same blistering heat. Feel the throb between your thighs, the slick ache building, the shudder when they finally give in. Lock the door. Let the flames consume you. You’ve been warned.

David Kennedy, an art student and part time tattoo artist, meets the shy and beautiful Tina Spencer at a party at the college he attends, after she asks him for a tattoo. He is immediately enthralled by her. Something doesn’t feel right though, especially when he sees the nasty bruises covering her arms. Then Tina goes missing. The years go by, and he still thinks about her. Then one day, fate intervenes, and he finds himself face to face with the beautiful woman he tattooed all those years ago. But she has some devastating secrets. Where has she been this whole time? Will David ever get the chance to heal her? Will they get the happily ever after she needs?

This isn’t a fantasy. It’s a reckoning. Of every boundary you swore you’d never cross. Of every secret you kept locked behind polite smiles and crossed legs. Of the last fragile thread of shame you were clinging to. These aren’t gentle romances. They’re possessions. Each chapter is slow, deliberate, unraveling pages that dare you to keep reading while your pulse hammers and your thighs clench under the table. Because the moment you open this book, you’re already wet. Already aching. Already wondering how far you’ll let it go. You won’t stop. You can’t stop. This is where good girls are ruined in broad daylight. Where your best friend’s older brother corners you in the hallway and makes you drip down your own legs with nothing but whispered filth. Where your married professor keeps you after class, bends you over his desk, and teaches you exactly what “extra credit” really costs. Where your stepfather stops pretending he doesn’t see the way you look at him… and finally takes what’s been his all along. They don’t ask. They claim. They break you open with dark eyes and rough hands and low, commanding voices that turn your “no” into a moan before it even leaves your throat. They’ll make you crawl. Make you beg. Make you come so hard you forget your own name while they remind you exactly whose you are now. You’ll feel guilty. You’ll feel filthy. You’ll feel alive. So keep the door locked. Keep your hand between your thighs. And baby? Be warned: you’re going to need more than one towel by the final page. Because this book doesn’t just fuck with your mind. It ruins you for anyone else.