Erwin Smith X Reader Novels & Stories

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, 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) Emily Warner

Also, this month, this little author is giving shoutouts to some special readers. Lerato Mahwele _ Thank you for the eight gems you've gifted（￣︶￣）↗ Cynthia Anderer_ Thank you for six gems （￣︶￣）↗ Shikugami101_ Thank you for three gems（￣︶￣）↗ Other readers include, Kath Alexander, Wendy Coburn, Anne Inge Coleman _ Thank you all for the two gems each you have sent （￣︶￣）↗

My character name is Ethan Smith and he is a villain. "Ethan Smith." I whispered in denial. "Nice, you remember my name. You see, I did tell you, that you know me. And guess what, I am here to take revenge Janice, for what you did to me." He walked towards me in slow dangerous step. He smirked, his eyes gleaming with evil. "You should go into hiding, Janice... because you are about to become a character in my own book. PS: It's Horror with a slice of sex."

TO MY LOYAL READERS, FEW OF THE MANY, I SEE YOU NICHEEKA SMITH, OLIVE MORRIS, ADUNNI ADE, GYPSY, AND TO THE ONE PERSON WHO HAD BREATHED, LIVED AND FOLLOWED EVERY CHAPTER I WROTE… TANNERLOLLY. I LOVE Y’ALL. HUNTER’S POV

Lawrence leaned back on his leather chair as he watched Damien take his leave after Eva. Five minutes later, another young man strutted into the room, his face looked similar to Nathalia whose facial expression was oozing with a playful charm. Unlike Damien whose expression was forever stony and cold, Edwin always wore a mischievous smile on his face that hid all of the sins he had committed. “Old man Smith, I hope I didn't keep you waiting for long?" Edwin asked, addressing Lawrence in that way because he was very close to him just like Damien was to him. He sat down on the chair but then he suddenly paused when he smelled something odd.

Nadhea commented, noting that the two omega's were in her memory when it came to matters surrounding the Smiths. But Mr. Erwin's response led to a different answer. "Really? How do you do that? I don't have a partner yet, but I'll be on vacation. Tomorrow is home and not two days, " replied Mr. Erwin checking his chat group explaining Xander and Mrs. Thalita's affirmation sentence.

My release hit like a tornado, ripping through me “Ahh… ahhh ahhhh… oh God… ahhh…” I screamed, hips bucking against his face. He kept sucking, tongue working me through every wave, drawing it out until I was trembling and gasping

“I can read this all day, can't wait for more.” “You made me cum nonstop while reading this… it's so filthy and I love it.” “I definitely need more of this.” My book had never received this kind of reaction. Readers were losing their minds. The chapter I wrote after my last intense session with Elias had gone viral in my community. For the first time, I felt like a real erotic author. I drove to Elias’s studio that evening with my heart racing and a bottle of expensive champagne in my hand. When he opened the door, I didn’t even let him speak. I kissed him hard, pushing him backward into the studio.

***"Kaima did not know that the 'Eraser' was just the 'Opening Scene'..." I realized then that the Reader wasn't just writing the world. The Reader was **reading** me. My thoughts, my resistance, my anger—it was all being turned into "Content." The more I fought, the more interesting the story became. The more interesting the story became, the longer the Reader would stay. To win, I didn't have to fight. I had to be **boring**. --- ### The Protest of Stillness

28 Dear Reader, From the bottom of my heart—thank you for diving into Alpha's Scented Room. Every chapter you read, every moment you feel alongside Elowyn, means the world to me. This story is more than just survival and secrets—it's about fighting back when the world tells you to stay small. And if you've made it this far, you’re a part of that fight too.