Eroctic Short

I’d just wrapped up a short trip with my daughter, Elara. On the way back, I figured I’d swing by the Hale, our family’s casino, to check in on my son, Cassian. Maybe grab dinner together. I didn’t expect to be mistaken for his latest fling. Correction: not mistaken—accused. Violently. “You think you can just waltz in here like some queen?” she hissed. “I’m the woman Cassian loves! What kind of whore are you? And is this your bastard daughter with him?” She locked us in the basement. No phone. No light. Just concrete walls and the stench of mildew and madness. Then came the fists. She slapped me across the face—again and again—until my skin stung and my ears rang. When that didn’t satisfy her, she pulled a gun and aimed low. The bullet tore through my knee. I bit back a scream, shielding Elara with my body. “You need to die, whore,” she spat. One of her men hesitated, “We should at least tell Mr. Hale first. If we are going to kill these two in his casino.” Lila of course said no. But that man brought Cassian anyway. My son stepped into this dark little room like it was any other Tuesday—until he saw me. His whole body went still. The blood drained from his face. And then, in the smallest, most broken voice I’d ever heard from him, he whispered, “Mom? What are you doing in my basement?”

Dr. Aria Blackwood thought she could outrun her past by hiding in the small town of Silverwood. She was dead wrong. Three years after losing her sister in a tragic accident, Aria's ability to sense animal emotions has grown stronger—dangerously so. But nothing prepares her for the electric shock that courses through her veins when she meets Kael Nightshade, the mysterious ranch owner whose gray eyes seem to see straight into her soul. Kael knows Aria is his mate the moment their eyes meet. This Alpha werewolf has been waiting centuries for her, but revealing his true nature could shatter the fragile trust building between them. Every stolen glance ignites a fire neither can ignore. Every accidental touch sends waves of desire surging through their bodies. The pull between them is magnetic, primal, undeniable—but Kael's secret could destroy everything. When Aria begins dreaming of silver moonlight and howling wolves, when her mysterious abilities spiral out of control, she realizes Kael isn't the only one hiding something. The power awakening within her is ancient, dangerous, and tied to a bloodline she never knew existed. But their passion-filled nights under the stars are cut short when masked hunters arrive in Silverwood, led by someone from Aria's past who should be dead. As Kael's pack comes under attack and Aria's powers explode to the surface, she must choose between the love that burns and consumes her and the sister she thought was lost forever.

Emmaline Stone is a female Alpha. She’s the Alpha of The Golden Wolves and the only child of Lucas and Michelle Stone. Because of her hardwork, intelligence and morals she is deemed perfect in the eyes of everyone except for the glaring fact that she doesn’t have a mate. Some people thinks she’s cursed because her mates have since found their other halves from eighteen while she’s twenty-three and still mate-less while some other people think she doesn’t have a mate because of her title as Alpha. A short walk outside the pack territory on one fateful evening changes her story. She finds a man at the brink of death and helps him after she realizes that he is her long awaited mate of course she does everything to save him. Emma hides him away from the pack members and stays with him secretly to arouse suspicion from others. She spends all her time with him not knowing that her mate was a spy to a secret organization that wanted something more than her title from her. Caleb finds it hard to do his assignment with each increasing day as he gets to know more about Emmaline Stone, he finds out that she isn’t the picture his superiors painted in his head but he still has a to do which is to strip Emma of her title. In the end he has to choose between his belief and Emma. Who will he choose? His mate or his ?

On my eighteenth birthday, I met him. The day that was supposed to be my day felt utterly ordinary because of my parents status but fate had other plans . I met the Young Alpha Zayn, He promised to make my birthday memorable and turn my mundane birthday into a night of dreams if I agreed to go with him to his school ball. He kept his promise, The night was filled with memories together but it was short lived when he varnished with no trace leaving me alone in the ball room as a pawn for the other rich kids to play with . Now , Five years later , my destiny was sealed -I am to marry the Alpha of our park, I was going to meet him again after all these years of Admiring and Loving him from afar, He was going to be my husband, it was a dream come true but reality was far from it . Entering his world, I was met with a chilling truth:He turns out to not have a single memory of me except that I was the daughter of the poorest man in the park and the girl he was forced to marry . My marriage with him was a definition of Torment, Harsh reality and his never ending hatred for me , Soon the marriage was over and I was casted aside. I was no longer in love with him but yet my heart was filled with so much hatred for the man that I had loved so much. Years after I left the Marriage, We met again but I was no longer the weak wife he always tampered with and for some reason he no longer had so much hate for me but rather he wanted to remarry.

Si Maria Marites Majarott ay isang introvert na babae, siya ay NBSB at nahihirapang makihalubilo sa mga tao not until Ernist Hemingway 'the boy next door' comes to the rescue. **** Si Maria Marites Majarott 'Mari' ay nagtatrabaho bilang isang manunulat sa isa sa pinakamalaki at pinakasikat na kumpanya ng paglalathala sa bansa. Sa katunayan, isa siya sa pinakamabentang may-akda sa kasalukuyang henerasyon ngunit itinatago niya ang sarili sa pin name na MMM 'Malibog at Maharot na Manunulat'. Siya ay isang Erotikong manunulat. Gayunpaman, kung gaano kalapad at kalawak ang imahinasyon niya patungkol sa kanyang genre ay napakasalungat nito sa totoong personalidad niya. Isa siyang tao na pinangingibawan ang pagtuon sa kanyang sarili. In short introverted and innocent like bullshit. Kaya nang tumuntong siya ng trenta ay naging desperada ang dalaga't gusto niyang maranasan kung ano ba ang pakiramdam ng madidiligan ang bulaklak niya, subalit paano? Wala naman nagpapakilig sa kanya? N'ung halos susuko na siya't handang tanggapin ang madilim na kapalaran ng bulaklak niya. Saka naman may bagong saltang kapitbahay siya na si Ernist Hemingway na mayroon pinakamagandang ngiti na nasilayan niya sa buong buhay niya. Ito naba ang nakatakdang pumitas sa malapit nang malalantang bulaklak niya?

“MATE!” Marion screamed excitedly. “Oh my gosh, Jimmy is our mate!” I was excited; happy even that this was the grande present the moon goddess had in store for me. This out- of- a- fairytale concept that was about to turn my life around for good but--- “I Jimmy Flicher of the Night gazer pack hereby reject you, Anna Jenson as my mate” My dream, my hopes were all shattered in that moment there and then. The moment of shock only lasted for just a short while before I felt a great and unbearable. Clenching to my chest as I slowly fell to the ground, I watched as jimmy turned away from me without unfeeling, leaving me alone by the doorstep. I gasped as I struggled to make my way back to father but it was to no avail. I’d given up all will to struggle back to my feet and remain on the ground but a loud sound; like a Vaseline crashing to the ground behind me jolted me up. On getting to my feet and looking back, I saw father on the floor. Adding two and two together, I knew he must have seen Jimmy reject me and that had caused him to pass out. I’d immediately rushed over to his side, shaking him fervently, imagining the worst. “Father! Father, wake up!” But he didn’t budge and with that, I was left with no choice than to call the ambulance which brings me to how I got to this hospital. Today was my birthday, the day Jimmy rejected me, the day father passed out from shock, the day I would never forget in my life.

"Why is a young girl like you destroying her kidneys and liver?", I heard that deep husky voice behind my ear and I froze on the seat. He was forbiddenly inches away from me and his breath was against the back of my neck. Who was he? Whoever he was. He had the guts and I wasn’t ready to tolerate nonsense. "You....." , My mouth fall open the moment I turned to look at the atranger who was behind my back. As unbelievable as it was, he was fucking hot. Just a glimpse of his dirty blonde spiky hair , a nice chiseled jawline , pink lips and eyes that had a mixture of dark blue and light grey made my mouth fall more open. Honestly l had never seen such eyes. l felt mesmerized , they were damn beautiful. He didn't look young , he was something like 45 to 50 but good lord he was so hot. Realizing that I was checking him out, a smirk appeared on his face. "Is there something a young beautiful girl like you, wants to forget so badly?." He whispered and I shuttered as I leaned back into his chest. Yes It was there. I want to let go of my past. But I didn't reply him. "I can let you......", "Go on, make me forget him" , l cut him off short in mid sentence. I didn't know what was wrong with me. Yes I was drunk. But just one night with a stranger.... in fact an experienced old man. It is not wrong. Is it?!

His breathing kicked up a notch, his fist are in tight balls while he eye fuck her bareness. His manhood fought between his robes. He caused with all the demons taking possession of his body...he was a priest. Before he could inwardly remind himself over again, Camila rushed to grabs his hand, while she subconsciously direct his fingers in exploration. Starting from her right breast lump down to her harden nipple. "You can't deny you don't want this Father." She said in between frustrated moans. He hardly could look away, breaths cut short in anticipation on where her exploration takes his fingers to. But she only sucked on them, grinding it in her heat moistened saliva from root to the peak. All his body was in a sizzling heat now while she sucked on his bare neck and worked on doffing his rob from his shoulders. Her sex locked him close to the wall. To hell with the Devils, he needed this. He needed her right now. Never had she been his to own and explore but each ceaseless day always riled him up with the pleasure to have her, snatch her away from his vindictive drug lord Father and savor her with all manners of canal desires. Is this simply just lust of the flesh or fulfilling his deprivation of being acknowledged and loved. • • • • • Rated 18 guys.... Don't say I didn't Warn you, well except you can take the spice🤤

His dick continued pounding into her. He had gone harder, stretching her even more. She couldn't help but moan. This sound had him losing his mind. He went even faster, his finger stuck in her hair. "Fuck!" He cursed as his breathing turned rapid. His hand went down to spread her legs apart as she tried closing them, not being to take all he was giving her. "Don't close them!" He said between grunts. His hand went to play with her clit. It had turned swollen. With each thrust, his hand went in a circle on her. His rough fingers were soft on her, going soft but at the same time, hard. He knew his techniques. Her legs began shaking more as she was on edge. She was ready to cum. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she began to drool slightly. His thrust remained in pace soon her walls began to tighten. She was near. " Oh yes!" She screamed as she came hard on his dick. She tried catching her breath, short of air from their sex. Quickly, he rolled over and she ended up on top. His dick was still inside her, hard and twisting. That was when it hit her, he hadn't had his release but she still asked. "What are you doing?" "We aren't done yet. You are going to ride me, hard and fast."

"But all these scars, they will always remind you of the beast that I am." He said in a hushed tones, caressing the scars on her face. "Not when they can be turned into beautiful scars." Her response echoed with confusion and incredulity to him. How could all the pain he had inflicted on her turn into something good? A broken and desperate, depressed Billionaire, and the poorest of all naive girl who just lost everything in a blink of an eye, and her mother just traded her like a piece of trash. They are to be bound together by a contract as husband and wife for just five months. Everything seems to be under control, until one night of total madness that complicates everything. She had done and sacrificed so much for him, asking nothing in return or ever complaining. In return, he asked for one night to treat her like the loving wife she is supposed to be. One night they surrendered and lost their souls to each other, marking the beginning of their unquenchable thirsts for each other. In the short run, a bond is formed. What happens if the two of them break the major rule of the contract? Who will bear the blame? What's the punishment for such an offense? When feelings arise, can they embrace them? But what happens when his real love returns? His crush. His first love. The one he once went insane for. She doesn't return empty-handed. She is seven months pregnant with the son he thought she lost. What will he do? Wait... His passionate nights with his contract wife bore fruits too. She is expecting his child. Will he marry both of them, or who will he choose?