Father Of Zeus

Camille Menquita, 19 yrs old, second year college, una kita nya pa lang sa step father nya, nag kagusto na sya agad dito. Pinipigilan nya ang kanyang sarili, at umiiwas ito, pero ayaw mawala sa isip nya, lalo nakita nya ang step father, naliligo ng walang saplot. Kaya isang araw narinig nya nag aaway ang mag asawa, dito sya gumawa ng way para matupad ang pang akin nya sa kanyang step father. Pero hindi pumayag step father nya, kaya gumamit sya ng lalaki, na matagal na may gusto sa kanya, at dito sya nahuli naki pag sex. Ano mangyari sa buhay nila Subaybayan ang kwento ni Camille at Tristan.

“You’re mine, this is mine” George grabbed my throat groaning , his grip bruising my neck. “Say it.” Fuck! I loved when he claimed ownership of my body. Pleasure tore through me, sharp and overwhelming. My body clenched around him as I shattered, moaning like his bitch. “I am…yours.” I said,struggling to breathe. “A better man than my son could ever be. Repeat it, as a mantra.” He ordered,I hesitated. My feet were curled up, close to orgasm when he pulled out his fingers and began licking my pearls till my legs began to shake uncontrollably. I had imagined this moment with my husband for more than five years but it never happened but here I was ,leaving my dreams of a dirty happy wife. . ********** Olivia’s life takes a dramatic turn one evening when she finds her husband in bed with her best friend. Torn by the truth,Olivia decides to drown herself in misery but fate had other plans. On the night of the discovery,she meets a stranger and had sex with him only to discover that she had slept with her father in-law. It wasn’t right but What happens when a dangerous affair of satisfaction and revenge blurs the lines between right and wrong? Faced with a daring opportunity for freedom,Olivia finds herself torn between loyalty, Revenge and the deadly risk of forbidden romance.

When I was three and a half, the system sent me back to my dad's high school days. The good news—the brooding villain destined to destroy the world was still just a blond guy. The bad news—there were way too many blond guys at that school, and I could not tell them apart. Hence, every time I saw one, I called him 'Dad'. By the time I got to the 101st, I was robbed. He grabbed me by the collar with a fierce look on his face, like he was about to hit me at any second. The long-dormant system suddenly spoke up, "Kiddo, the one walking out of the school right now is your dad!" I sniffled and shouted, "Hey, you'd better be careful! I'm telling you, my dad's almost an adult! Right, Dad? Elliot!" Elliot Smith froze for a second and pointed at himself. "Who, me?"

The Blood Moon bound me and my three Alpha friends together uncontrollably. By morning, everything had changed. Devlin said it was a mistake. Storm refused to even look at me. Filo rejected the bond completely. The pack called me shameless. A wolfless omega who dared to trap three future Alphas. Then I discovered I was pregnant. Not one of them claimed me. Not one of them claimed our babies. Instead, they chose Lily — the Alpha Elder’s perfect daughter — and stood beside her while the council demanded I get rid of my children. So I ran. The night they cornered me at the Moon Cliff, I would rather die with my unborn pups than let them tear my family apart. But I survived. Three years later, I returned with three extraordinary children carrying the bloodlines of the strongest Alphas in the North. And beside me stood Kael — the ruthless Alpha King of the South. The male who wanted to become the father my children never had. Now the three Alphas who abandoned me are begging for a second chance. Too bad I no longer belong to them.

I had two fathers. One was Vincenzo, who was gentle and cultured. The other was Matteo, who was called "Il Diavolo Sanguinario", meaning the bloodthirsty devil, by everyone. Both were men my grandfather, Don Rossi, had chosen for my mother, Sofia. In my last life, my mother had chosen Vincenzo, thinking he was the man she could trust for the rest of her life. But after a woman called Carla came between them, he grew colder toward my mother and me. He took Carla's side and became convinced that my mother had drugged him on purpose and slept with other men. In his eyes, I was a bastard whose father was unknown. After my grandpa passed away, Carla framed my mother repeatedly. Vincenzo would let her get away with it every time. He had even forced my mother to apologize and locked us in the basement, to the point of starving to death in the end! When I opened my eyes again, I was back at my fifth birthday party. My grandpa was still gravely ill, and he was urging my mother to make a choice. "Sofia, whoever you choose will inherit everything in the Rossi family and protect you and Lia in my place." Mom held me in her arms, hesitant to make a decision. I pointed at the man everyone called the Diavolo Sanguinario. "Pick him! Only he can protect us!"

Eric, my ex-husband and soon to be brother-in-law was annoyed. "Why the hell is she here anyway? I didn’t invite her." Emerson met his son, Eric's gaze. "I invited her." Both Eric and Rita looked at Emerson with questioning eyes. "Why would you invite her?" Eric asked his father "I asked her here because she is my plus one," Emerson said. "I asked her to marry me, and she said yes. She’s my fiancée."

When Ashley was six, her mother was gang-raped to death in front of her. Adopted by her stepfather, she develops a forbidden Platonic affection for him as she lived with him. Her stepfather, however, seems to regard her only as a family, or as a leisure diversion. But when she discovers why he adopted her, a dark secret begins to unfold for her...... At this time, her other words appear. How should she choose?

Letty never expected desire to find her in the quiet halls of her new home, but Mason, her stepbrother’s dark, magnetic presence ignites a fire she can’t resist. One forbidden night shatters boundaries, leaving her heart and body in turmoil… and a secret growing inside her. But Mason belongs to someone else, and their love is forbidden. As Mason struggles with duty, tradition, and a bond he cannot deny, Letty is forced to confront love, betrayal, and a choice that could change everything.

"Stop it, Dad! I'm your daughter-in-law!" Ever since my husband fails to get his willy up due to an accident, I keep bawling my eyes in the middle of the night. My father-in-law, Anthony Clarke, climbs into my bed at midnight out of sympathy toward me. "Natalie, you'll only hurt yourself if you keep using those toys. Here, let me help you." After that, he lifts my legs roughly.

He's my mate's father and I had a one-night stand with him. I shouldn't have but I was just so bitter because my mate was sleeping with my half-sister. That night marked the beginning of his insane obsession. And then I realized he wasn't the level-headed and calm father-in-law I always thought he was. Behind that mask was an obsessive, manipulative, and controlling man who had sworn never to let me go. He'd do anything to keep me, including ruining my life. Now I'm stuck in this clandestine erotic relationship we have. And each day, I find myself getting more addicted to him. What do I do to break free from this erotic but toxic bond we share?