Erin Moran Legs Novels & Stories

In my past life, I toiled away at the Lincoln family and treated my in-laws like they were a king and a queen. I also gave my stepson the best education possible and helped him get into a renowned college. Yet, I later ended up dead on the street. My stepson said, "You're not my mother. You'll never be her!" He breaks my legs, kicks me out of the house, and watches as I starve to death. It's only after my death that I find out he's the illegitimate son of my husband and his true love! When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day my husband, Simon Lincoln, brings my stepson home.

She closed her eyes feeling satisfied with her message. But she opened her eyes as realization hit her. "Oh, God! I am such an idiot! How could I send him such a blunt message? He will think I am a creep! My love story ended before it started!" She started whining like a kid and kicked her legs in the air feeling angry at herself. Her message was sent to him already and now she can't even delete it. "Please make me pregnant hubby!" ***** Emma Miller, Bold but becomes shy when she sees him! Dangerous but becomes nervous when she is around him! Crazy but becomes crazier when she falls in love with him!

"Stop… please stop… There are too many of you. You'll break me." On the bus back to the village, three rugged men from my hometown spread my legs apart and tore a hole right through the middle of my stockings. Steve Axwell, who lived opposite, said lecherously. "Kendall, I've watched you grow up. Let me check if you've started growing hair down there yet." Under the gaze of those big, strong men, I felt a mix of ache and itch. I couldn't stop myself from getting wet. "You're this soaked, and you've never been with a man? Don't worry—today, we're going to satisfy you real good."

Humiliated, assaulted, broken and nearly murdered, the naive 22 year old Ariel is forced to run in the dark of the night, blood gushing down her legs, dizzy and all alone, to save her unborn twins. But it doesn't end there. She strikes back! Like gold out of fire, she rises harder, tougher, and absolutely breathtaking in her beauty. But did not return for mere revenge. She is out for blood, and full blown war. Fully backed by her new husband, the most important chairman in the country, she leaves her morality and conscience on the altar of god Karma to begin her revenge spree. The tragedies that follow are inevitable. Will true love save and heal her, or will revenge lead her to complete destruction?

“Don’t make me repeat myself twice, part those legs for me, Bunny.” His deep voice which always sends my brain reeling due to how silky it sounds, washed over me slowly as he murmured quietly against my throat. I tried to point out to him that there was no way I’d be able to do as told with his legs still pinning mine down, but the words died down in my throat when he sucked the skin over my beating pulse into his mouth. “Go on. You want to be good for me, don’t you?” “I— I do.” I choked out, letting out a breathy whimper when he wrapped his free hand around my throat and squeezed on it a little. ——— Forced to marry the ruthless mafia lord, whom everyone was afraid of at the age of eighteen, Sofia had no other choice but to follow her father’s wishes like a dutiful daughter was supposed to. While Luca Ricci only took a wife, because he wasn’t getting any younger at the age of thirty-three. She was the angel to his demons, the light to his darkness, the innocence to his sins… He wanted to protect her, since the moment he locked eyes with hers on their wedding day and saw the amount of fright brewing in it. He wanted to make her good for him, to mark her as his; with his handprints on her ass and his cum dripping off her face. To own her completely, to wrap his hand around her throat and do so many sinful things to her body. But he was the mafia lord, and danger just seems to be lurking around him, wherever he goes, and in whatever he does. He must protect his wife at all costs.

Amelia Miller is the young, hot and pretty secretary of the Watson's empire heir, Nick Watson. Her boss is very hot and every woman's dream. Her boss, Nick Watson is a big time flirt and he has always wanted to get in between Amelia's legs, but she never knew. Amelia suddenly started feeling an attraction towards her boss and she knew it was wrong. Why? Because he was already engaged and would be getting married soon. Amelia tried to fight this attraction but it only got worst and eventually, she fell helplessly in love with him. Does Amelia have a chance with her boss? What happened when she found out it was a one sided love? Will she give up on him or does she stand a chance with him?

"I'm sorry, Harold! I won't come to the bar ever again… Ah, you can't touch me there…" A drunk, beautiful woman clad in a pair of black stockings can be seen at the entrance of a bar at midnight. Since she's lying on the sidewalk, her white panties are all exposed. Elated, I stick my hand beneath her skirt. Little do I know that the woman, Crystal Conley, has mistaken me for her sugar daddy, Harold Townsend, and thinks that I'm here to teach her a lesson. She's so petrified that she dares not move a muscle. I use the opportunity to part her legs and pin her down hungrily. Poor Crystal shrieks in fright, "How could you punish me like this, Harold?"

“Run, little flame,” he growled, voice thick with hunger. His voice dropped lower, “But if I find you…” “I'll fuck you till your legs give out. Until you forget who you are. Until all that's left is my scent on your skin and my name on your tongue.” And she ran. ** She was the one wolf he should've killed on sight. Instead, he craved her. Cursed to die if he chooses wrong, Alpha Kael is drawn to Nyra–a hunted temptress born of forbidden blood. But the closer he gets, the harder it is to tell... Is she his fated mate? Or the end written in his prophecy? Yet the moment he smells her, he knows. She's his salvation. His ruin. But when it all burns hot...who the hell wants to survive?

My husband's childhood sweetheart is a fake heiress. She and I are abducted at the same time. But when my husband, a doctor, arrives at the scene of the abduction with a medical team, he chooses to save her first. My legs have been broken, and I struggle to stay afloat in the ocean. I'm on the brink of death, and I beg him to save me and the child in my belly. He merely looks at me. Before leaving, he almost generously helps me call 911. Then, he says, "It's disgusting that you're lying about being pregnant just to save yourself. I've repaid you for saving my life—come to the hospital later today to sign the divorce papers." After listening to his words, I remove the hearing aid from my right ear with a trembling hand.

I watched my boyfriend down on one knee proposing to another woman. Turns out that he was cheating on me with her for two years. Our five years together meant nothing to him. He claimed that he needed her money –connections and that I should be the one to play the role of a mistress. I refused. I didn’t stick around. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I wanted something strong to numb my pain— and yes, I ended up in the loudest club. Then I met him, Adrian Foster. The wealthiest and powerful CEO. The moment I lost my balance, he caught me and pulled me straight in to his chest. Fate? I didn’t believe in it. But may be …. He did.