Emmy Clarke Nude Novels & Stories

After getting drunk with my best friend, Lyla Smith, at the bar, I end up sleeping with my fiance, Silas Clarke, whom I've only met for a few times. Not only that, but I only discover that I'm pregnant with his child two months later. Just when I'm debating whether or not I should tell Silas the truth, Lyla, who has been my friend since we were kids, keep advising me. "You never liked Mr. Clarke anyway, Elara. You might as well use this opportunity to screw this engagement over. "Since you and Logan like each other, he won't mind the fact that you're pregnant with Mr. Clarke's child. He'll definitely treat you and the child well. "When the time comes, you won't have to marry the man you don't like. Plus, you'll marry Logan, the man you love! Isn't this a dream come true?" Just as I'm about to agree to that suggestion, I feel a kick coming from my belly, which has yet to develop a baby bump. Next, a baby's voice echoes in my mind. "Mom, don't trust that mean woman! You'll get abused by that Logan jerk in the future, not to mention you'll be forced to sell your body because of the decision you'll make today! "Dad has already found out that you're the woman from that night! He's on the way here right now!" Upon hearing my unborn baby's thoughts, I tremble violently immediately. Although I don't have any feelings for Silas, I can still try to nurture a relationship with him. On the other hand, I only get to live once, so I can't ruin it no matter what!

Elena Vega’s perfect life shatters when she catches her boyfriend cheating. One reckless night with a stranger becomes her biggest mistake, he’s her new professor. When her ex sabotages her funding, Professor Mateo Sandoval offers a dangerous deal: model nude for his research and get paid enough to survive. But professional boundaries burn fast. His hands linger. Her body responds. Their secret ignites into an affair that could destroy everything they’ve worked for. When the university investigates, Elena faces an impossible choice: lie to save herself, or tell the truth and lose it all. Some lines shouldn’t be crossed. Theirs is already ash.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I saw my college roommate send a voice message into a group chat. I watched his screen as our four other roommates responded. However, there were no notifications on my phone. That was when I realized the five of them had created a group without me. In that group, they complained about me being a dumb rich kid, cursed my mom for being a homewrecker, and secretly took nude photographs of me. They were even planning to drug me and give me to a older rich woman for her entertainment. I covered all their meals, drinks, and living expenses, yet they dared to betray me? Fine. I would show them the true rage of a trust fund kid!

"Stop it, Dad! I'm your daughter-in-law!" Ever since my husband fails to get his willy up due to an accident, I keep bawling my eyes in the middle of the night. My father-in-law, Anthony Clarke, climbs into my bed at midnight out of sympathy toward me. "Natalie, you'll only hurt yourself if you keep using those toys. Here, let me help you." After that, he lifts my legs roughly.

The worst moment of Emery Hale’s life should have been hearing her boyfriend moan her best friend's name while she froze alone in the snow waiting for him. But it wasn't, because the next morning, her nude photos were plastered across Blackridge Academy for everyone to see. And the boy standing beside her while the entire school laughed was Xavier Vaughn, her rich bully, her worst enemy, and the last person she ever expected to be her stepbrother Now Emery is trapped in the same mansion as the cruel hockey king who seems to hate her one moment and lose control over her the next. The more Emery tries staying away from Xavier Vaughn, the more she realizes something terrifying….

Broke and desperate, Emma Clarke agrees to a one-year contract marriage with cold billionaire Alexander Cross for two million dollars. It's purely business, until it isn't. As fake kisses become real and walls crumble, Emma falls for the wounded man behind the fortune. But when betrayals surface and enemies close in, she discovers a shocking truth that makes her question everything. Was his love ever real, or was she just another deal to close?

Isla Caldwell's life was a struggle, juggling part time jobs to support her family after her father's layoff to her been betrayed by her boyfriend. But everything changed when she met Professor Sebastian Sinclair, a young, handsome, and wealthy artist hiding behind his academic facade. Their explosive one night stand ignited a forbidden attraction, complicated by Sebastian's secret: he's the anonymous nude artist famous worldwide and the only heir to a billionaire mogul, and he's determined to make Isla his muse. As they navigate their illicit love affair, secrets unravel, and danger lurks from ex boyfriend Liam's obsession to Sebastian's ruthless father, who's desperate to control his son's future. Can they find a way to make their forbidden love survive?

On my fifth year anniversary, the first two things I receive are two bills for water and electricity. My wife, Whitney Chapman, comes home at a late hour. She's carrying a food container that's filled with food that has gone cold. "Sorry, I was dealing with an extremely difficult client. I can only make it up to you with supper." She puts down the container before walking into the bathroom. While she doesn't reek of alcohol, there's dust coating the hem of her windbreaker. I call Whitney's secretary, only to find out that she has not been to the company today. A second before I end the call, the secretary adds, "By the way, Mr. Spencer, the new warehouse manager, Maxwell Clarke, was also absent from work today." Maxwell Clarke? The illegitimate child who brings nothing but shame to the Spencer family? What a big coincidence… or was it? I quickly contact the property manager of the villa based on the bills I've received. "A father-and-son duo have just moved into the villa last month." The manager then sends the list of inhabitants to me. The name listed is also Maxwell Clarke. This villa happens to be a property my father left for me back when Whitney and I first got married. Since it's too far from the city, I've left it vacant all this time because I wanted to reserve it as a villa meant for vacation purposes. Now, the people I hate are the ones living in that villa.

At the ceremony where my father, Robert Clarke, is promoted to the position as the pack elder, my mate, Alpha Ethan Thornfield, raises the wine glass in his hand while smiling at him. "Elder Robert, there's this question which has been bothering me for the longest time. Does shamelessness run in the Clarke family's genetics? Otherwise, how are you able to raise a she-wolf as stubborn and defiant as Isabella who keeps pestering me the whole time?" Dad's wine glass is suspended in mid-air. All the wolves turn to look at us. I place the napkin on the table before meeting Ethan's gaze calmly. "Stop barking like a mad dog, Ethan. I agree to sever our mate bond. That way, you and that mistress of yours can finally get together." Ethan replies softly, "It's wonderful to see you making that decision with a sound mind." On the night the ceremony ends, a mate bond severance agreement, which is prepared in advance, is passed to me. Silently, I drop my signature on the last page of the document. Ethan and that Omega, Chloe Stonehart, have started their affair a year ago. He started forcing me to sever our mate bond six months ago. Since he craves freedom that much, I shall grant it to him. I just hope that he won't regret his decision at all when he loses everything he treasures.

"Who the hell are you?!" yelled Rachel Clarke (28) when she woke up in the morning to find herself all naked with a man snoring softly beside her. "I'm your future husband, have you forgotten what happened last night?" said the man beside her with his eyes half-closed. Since that day, Rachel's life has changed 180 degrees. Suddenly she had to marry a young, self-made billionaire named Nicholas Anthony just because of a ridiculous agreement she signed when she was drunk.