Fanfic Sasusaku Hard Lemon Novels & Stories

Pretending to be someone you don't want to be, is the most difficult thing that Mallory has done. She needs to do this, for her to continue helping her parents. She will pretend to be Canon's wife. Canon, the most intelligent man when it comes to business, he's unpredictable and hard to read. A ruthless man who will eventually meet a soft-spoken lady that will make his life turn upside down. “Pretend, don't cross the line. You just have to pretend, Mallory. I will never consider you as my real wife. Never in my life.”

Mandy Edward, the second daughter of a multi-millionaire business tycoon, was never satisfied with his wealth. Mandy had dreams of a perfect relationship that would end up in a happy ending with her one true love Noor, all this changes when she is forced to marry the son of her dad's best friend, the masked man Lauren Daniel, the president of La La Entertainment, who no one have an idea of his true face, he is not just cold-hearted, hard, merciless, brutal and a beast as everyone regard him, he is also in love with another called Leah.

The vampire Phil is too frail to put up much of a struggle against the monster that has him enslaved since he is being held hostage in a basement dungeon and encased in silver chains. She has drained his precious blood like a fountain of youth over the course of many years, and she has sustained him with human ladies who she has captured specifically for his enjoyment. Yet with the most recent victim that she brings him, he detects an intriguingly unusual quality about them. Something that could be harmful but would be hard to resist.

She walked out of her husband’s life, thinking she was free. She was wrong. The moment she crossed paths with his uncle, everything changed. He was danger wrapped in control, untouchable, untamed… and obsessed with her. Every look, every touch, every secret night pulled her closer, and no matter how hard she tried to resist, he was already claiming her. Divorce was supposed to set her free. Instead, it chained her to the one man she could never have—and the one who refuses to let her go.

Blooming Backwards Minerva has worked hard to become the confident, curvy woman she is today—no longer the heartbroken girl whose first love humiliated her in high school. But when that same man reappears as a major donor to her nonprofit, old wounds reopen. As buried truths and feelings come to light, Minerva’s world is shaken. With a stalker closing in and her abusive ex back in the picture, Minerva must confront her past to protect her future. Can she stay grounded when everything threatens to pull her back? Blooming Backwards is a gripping tale of healing, strength, and love rediscovered.

On a packed bus heading toward a college, bodies were pressed together so tightly it was hard to move. I deliberately leaned against a delicate, sweet-looking freshman. She was wearing a short plaid skirt. I hitched the fabric up and pressed myself against her curvy hip. What caught me off guard was her underwear. There was a small hole worn into the fabric, as if she were already overcome. Just as I was about to lose control, I pulled back at the last second. However, she held me there tightly and said, “Mister, don’t stop. Keep going.”

"I will not be your mistress." She spoke, whispering, with her mouth a sigh away from his. He swallowed hard and nodded, agreeing with her even as he closed the distance between them, kissing her to madness, leaving nothing to sanity. Bethany Fitzgerald hated the very idea of marriage and stood against it with everything she was. Charles de Norcrosse had to marry the insufferable Lady Cossington, for it was the will of his late father and he must abide by it. But when fate moved in favour of the Duke of Carlisle and the daughter of an impoverished Land Baron, very little can be done to fight against it.

She is in love with two men, two dangerous men A dangerous Mafia boss and the devil's son. Who will she choose? It's really hard to choose between two people that makes your heart race. Will she choose the ruthless Mafia boss? Or the devil's son? Or both? Find out!!! " Don't you dare go near her!" Damien said as he pulled me out of his grip. " How dare you?" They started fighting, I don't know what to do. Who should I choose now, I love them... Both of them.

When Frank Zelhar, my best friend’s father, taught me how to drive, he told me to sit in his lap while he instructed me. Since the road was bumpy, I kept jolting on his body, and I could sense a hot, hard thing behind me. As I moved, it poked against me. He touched me on the pretext of helping me hone my willpower. When he touched my most intimate parts, I could feel a wetness coming from within me, and I knew that things were about to get out of control.

I had been married to Matthew Zackman for 20 years, taken care of my bedridden mother-in-law for ten years, and supported him as he transformed from a rural teacher to a well-known professor. Everyone called me a model of a virtuous wife and a great contributor to the Zackman family. When my mother-in-law was on her deathbed, she held my hand and said that she still wanted me to be her daughter-in-law in her next life. Matthew had held me in his arms and said gratefully, "Jamie, you've worked so hard all these years. I'll make it up to you in the future." I thought the hard times were finally over, but my mother-in-law had just passed away when he handed me a divorce agreement and embraced my best friend, who had grown up with me. He said, "Jamie Lingsworth, I've endured this marriage for 20 years and am finally free. Rosie is the one I've loved all along." I left the marriage empty-handed and was forced to wander the streets until a car accident ended my life. When I reopened my eyes, I had returned to the day of my blind date 20 years ago. The matchmaker was enthusiastically praising Matthew, "This young man is a diamond in the rough! He's kind and filial. Whoever marries him is one lucky woman!" I looked at the polite and sincere-looking man across from me and smiled. Then, I threw the matchmaking document in my hand into the trash can. "Sorry, I don't think we're a good match."