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The marrige was supposed to the happiest thing that happened in my life but it turned out to be the bane of my existence. Bringing his ex lover into our house was not the problem. He laid her on our matrimonial bed and locked me out. A marrige crumbled that night but something else was born. I was carrying his child, the only link we had now but the end still remained we may never be together again because I had someone else.

Our seventh wedding anniversary. I sat at the dining table—alone. My phone buzzed, lighting up with two messages. First, from Tom: [Working late at the office tonight.] Second, anonymous: [Tom is incredible. Can you even keep up?] Attached was a picture of him, lips locked with a woman I didn't recognize. I blew out the candles on the anniversary cake. Eyes shut, I typed back: [Let's divorce.]

Raven was Kieran’s everything—until a deadly betrayal tore his family apart and he marked her as the traitor. Locked in chains and branded his slave, she waited for him to realize the truth. But he never did. Now, she’s free. A new name, a new face and a heart hardened by pain. Kieran wants her back. He swears he’ll fix everything. But Raven doesn’t want his love anymore. She wants vengeance.

I was a princess of the sea. And the moment I saw the werewolf Alpha, Dominic, I fell. Hard. I wanted to be his mate. To be part of his world. So I sacrificed everything I was to the Moon Goddess. But he locked me in the pack's isolation room for three days. To "think about what I'd done." All because I didn't rush to help his childhood friend, Harper. She took a dive at the pack banquet, and the room erupted in laughter. Harper cried and collapsed into Dominic’s arms. "Marina must be jealous of how good you are to me. She used her outsider magic to make me fall in front of everyone!" As he locked me away, Dominic's eyes were full of disappointment. "I've spoiled you, Marina. And now you're using my love as a weapon against my own people. Three days. When you're ready to submit, you will contact me through the mind link and apologize. Only then will I let you out." But he didn't know the truth. Burning sage soothes a werewolf's spirit. But for a mermaid, it’s poison. The smoke scorched my lungs. The poison flooded my veins. I suffocated in that sealed room. And no one ever knew.

🔞Mature Content 18+🔞: Dearest Spicy Reader, Life's too short not to chase every orgasm you deserve. This collection is packed with dirty, steamy sex, emotional tension, and all the filthy adult situations your fantasies crave. Dive in if you're ready to get hot and bothered. ---------- I climb up on the kitchen counter so we’re face to face. My skirt rides up high and shows my thigh-high stockings and garters. Shane looks down and freezes, eyes locked between my legs. His hand moves to my thigh and traces the garter strap. “Ivy.” His voice is rough now. “If I push your skirt up, am I gonna find your bare pussy?” My heart is pounding. I lick my lips. “If you want to check… I won’t stop you.” “Dirty girl.” He snaps the garter against my, thigh making me gasp. “You came here to get revenge on my son.” I don’t lie. “Yes.” He grabs my dress and pulls it higher. “I’d be a selfish bastard to fuck my son’s ex-fiancée.” I’m breathing hard. “Then be selfish,” I whisper, eyes locked on his. “Or should I call you… Daddy?”

My husband, Jacob Morris, wrongly believed that I had pushed the woman he loved down the stairs. So, he locked me in the basement to make me reflect on my actions. He hired people to punish me, trying to break my spirit. I suffered inhumane torture. My tendons were cut, and my face was disfigured. Four years later, he finally remembered me and let me out. But by then, I was too broken to love him anymore.

Caught in a war between the vampires, dark elves, and werewolves, Amalea Ann Whitehouse finds herself housing warriors from nearly every pack. As a widow, she and her children make the best of things—and they're happy at their farm in the forest until tragedy strikes. Suddenly, shes expelled from her people and left accused of a murder she cant explain. Locked in a rival pack's prison, she must fight for her life, the lives of her loved ones, and her freedom as the rogue revolution begins.

My wife is the daughter of a top jewelry tycoon. She accused me of pushing her mother down the stairs to steal the family fortune and had me thrown in prison. While I was locked up, her people disfigured my face and crushed my hands—the same hands that once played the piano. After my release, I run from her like a madman. Just like she said I would, I give up and start mooching off a wealthy woman. But then, she clings to me and begs me not to leave.

She saw the death of the richest billionaire in Velmora. Now he’s locked her inside his obsidian tower to save his life. Lyra Noctis is a slum girl with a dangerous gift: every prophecy she speaks comes true. When she foresees the assassination of Cassian Vale, the cold billionaire heir cursed to die before thirty, her fate becomes bound to his. But the deeper she falls into his world of wealth, magic, and betrayal, the more terrifying the prophecy becomes she may be the one destined to kill him.

Three days after his first love Mandy's death, my husband locked me in a steel cage and sank me into the ocean. "You vicious woman," he spat. "Stay here and repent to Mandy!" He didn't know I carried his child. I thrust the pregnancy confirmation toward him, but he walked away without a backward glance. Yet when he later saw my corpse—bloated and decomposing in the seawater—he went insane.