Eritica Books Novels & Stories

When his gaze met hers, Eira looked away and increased her pace. "You'll be helping me arrange these books in the library." The platinum blonde haired teacher said in a scolding tone and shamelessly Eira followed her. As she worked, Dove seemed too interested in her personal life. "Where's Mr Gilbert today?" Eira cleared her throat and biting her lip lied, "He's sick." "Where do you stay, Eira?" She asked, passing her a few more books titled variedly among Occult Sciences, Studying the Myths of Occults, Witchcraft Practices. She decided she had to read these books, even though she wasn't particularly fond of reading.

He laid the text on the table and sat in front of us. "This is the Book of Miracle Items. All you need to know about the Miracle Items are in this book," he said. "Now, we are going to explain to you what are the different Magical Items you need to get for Erica for her to go back to her world!" He opened the book on the table. He looked at the book's contents and then looked at us thoughtfully. "Listen carefully," he ordered us.

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.

All of them turned on me with matching expressions of rage. "I'm sorry, I didn't-" I started. "You didn't what? Didn't see me? Didn't care?" Erica's face was red "Goddess, you're so useless you can't even walk down a hallway without causing problems!" I bent down to help pick up the books. My hands reached for the nearest one - a thick textbook on magical theory - but before I could grab it, Erica's foot came down hard on my fingers. I winced as pain shot through my hand. I bit down on my teeth to keep from crying out. I refused to give her the satisfaction.

I tried to hide the book, but I was too slow. It wasn't my mother. It wasn't Chadwick. It was Erica. She stood there, looking like a serpent in a silk robe. She didn't look shocked, she looked victorious. She snatched the book from my lap before I could breathe. Her eyes landed on the drawing of Chadwick with the silencer, and a slow, wicked smile spread across her face.

The erotica sounds of her mouth filled the space under the water, mixing with my gasps and low moans behind me. Faith free hand slid up to my throat, tilting my head back so she could bite along my neck while her hips kept rolling. "That's my girl, let her taste how wet you are," she moaned, pressing two fingers back inside me from behind even as Stella tongue sucked my front. She then pushed two fingers alongside Faith's, both of them stretching me open together. Their fingers moved in rhythm, one curling up while the other thrust deeper, scissoring inside my clenching walls. My legs shook harder. Faith adjusted her stance, spreading me wider so Stella could comfortably bury her face comple

"Keep an eye out for her safety sign." So Lucia fondled and caressed his sack, a savior once again. Jerry still went for ten minutes, but who knew how long he would have gone without the extra encouragement. Jerry was deep in her throat when he started to empty out, but he pulled out far enough Rhonda could breathe before her finished spewing his seed. It seemed quite voluminous. I wondered if Reneé could live on the protein of his cum alone. Rhonda sucked him clean as he pulled out of her mouth. I kissed her tasting some of Jerry's cum.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams

She smiled, placing her hands on her waist. "Really? there's a library? Yes!" I clenched my right fist frantically in the air, excitement written all over me. Back at home, A Library was an abomination. I guess I forgot to mention there was a rule about books also? Well, here it goes. Eric had concluded that books lie. He had this ludicrous theory that books trap people. He said it's similar to a disease, a terrible sickness that has no cure. Makes humans rapted in an imaginary world, completely forgetting what reality brings.

She was barely a year old, her small fingers curled against the fabric of his shirt, her breathing soft as she drifted between wakefulness and sleep. And Cassian? He read to her—not just words, but memories, the pieces of Eris she would never get to know, the stories that had shaped their world before she was born. The worn leather-bound book had belonged to Eris, filled with historical accounts, political lessons, and handwritten thoughts she had once scribbled in the margins—small glimpses into her mind, into the way she saw the world. Cassian traced his fingers along the edge of the pages, exhaling slowly before reading aloud.