Fester Addams Coat

“Don’t touch my MATE!” He growled at Wilson angrily as he took off his coat and walked towards me to wrap it around me. “I’M NOT YOUR MATE!” I hissed in anger as my hands began to shake. No. NO! This must be some kind of mistake or cruel joke. “Lydia, he’s your mate,” Drusilla howled with pity in her eyes. “NO! Wilson is my mate!” I yelled angrily as I knocked the coat out of his hands and burst into tears. **** Lydia's world is thrown upside down when she awakens and her mate isn't her childhood love but a man she has never met before. The king of rogues and to cap it all, Another woman is set to marry the love of her life. Will she survive it? Join Lydia on her journey and find out now. -Rejection -Love -Seduction -Betrayal, and of course -Steamy romance in store for you. Buckle up and join Lydia for the ride.

He doesn’t knock. He breaks the door down—and your back with it. In Nailed: Men In Heat, the men are ruthless, brutal, and always hard. They bend you over desks, shove you face-first into pillows, and split you open like they paid for the right. No sweet talk. No cuddling. Just cum, bruises, and the sound of skin slapping skin. You’ll gag. You’ll drool. You’ll beg. And he’ll just keep going. Spit-soaked. Ass-up. Throat-fucked. He’ll ruin your hole, coat your insides, and leave you leaking for days. If you’re not shaking by the end of the chapter? You’ll be begging for the next man to finish the job. These are raw, relentless, hole-filling fucks—and they always finish deep. One thrust and you’re addicted.

“Kiss me,” my eyes widened because of his order. “Come on, baby. Move. The ride is longer than you think,” Duke said before he rested his hands on my tight. “W-Won’t they see us?” I whispered before I played his coat with my two fingers. Duke glared at me before he pulled me closer for a kiss. *** Because of her father's mistake, she was sent to marry the heir of Myers Mafia and the next Lycan Alpha King. Thinking she can save her family through the marriage, she agreed despite her fear, but what she didn't know is another danger will come to her way. Avery Elise will go through hell and back with the man she sworn her life with, but if he becomes the man she'll hate, will she stay and keep up with the challenges of their marriage or will she turn her back and run away? But what could happen if one day, her husband would turned out to be obsess with her and would do anything just to keep her with him?

She was my wife by law… and my mistress by lust. But what happens when the two collide—naked and unfiltered? I told myself it would be the last time. But when Ava walked into my office in heels and nothing under her coat, my resolve shattered. She tasted like fire— Bent over my desk, her moans swallowed by my kisses, I forgot my vows. I forgot Lydia. Until Lydia texted Ava back. Until they both showed up… and neither of them came to fight. A sizzling tale of temptation, secrets, and a love triangle so twisted, it can only end one way: with all of them in one bed—and nothing between them.

On the day Louisa discovered that her boyfriend had cheated on her with another girl, a red diamond worth one million reais was placed into Louisa's coat without her knowledge. Before she knew what had happened to her, she and her roommate, Bernard, were kidnapped by a mafia leader, Ace. After the red diamond goes stolen, Louisa becomes caught in the crossfire between mafias. In the midst of the mayhem while searching for the red diamond, Louisa begins to develop feelings for Ace, something she did not anticipate to happen, but those sentiments were not reciprocated by Ace. On the one hand, she works hard for her love, while on the other, she assists him in finding the red stone. Will the mafia leader, Ace, abandon her after the stone is found? Will Louisa get heartbroken again by the newfound love? 

Alaric and I had been mates for five years, and I had believed with all my heart that I would become the first female Gamma of the pack by proving myself in the warrior’s trial. I had trained relentlessly, sharpening my claws and honing my instincts, ready to fight for my rightful place. But fate had other plans. Three days before the trial, I was ambushed by rogues. They didn't just attack me—they hunted me like prey. They tormented me with the silver knife so that my wolf was dead. The scent of death clung to me, my wolf howling in agony, desperately trying to heal, but the wounds ran too deep. As I lay barely conscious on the blood-stained sheets, I heard my husband's cold, indifferent voice. "Is she dead?" The witch doctor hesitated before answering, "No, but—" "It doesn’t matter," Alaric interrupted, Coat her wounds with wolfsbane and silver—make sure it seeps into her blood, burns through her veins, and poisons her wolf beyond repair. I want her body to reject her own nature, so she will never heal. There will only be one Gamma in this pack, and that's Serina." In that moment, the truth became clear—I had never truly stood a chance in the warrior’s trial I had dreamed of. The battle had been decided long before I ever stepped into the arena.

On my birthday, I personally prepare 16 dishes. After setting up the candlelight, I open a bottle of red wine. I take a photo and send it to my husband, Eric Sinclair. "I'm working late tonight. Don't wait for me," he replies. I choose to believe him. But after midnight, I notice an Instagram story posted by Shirley Huxley, his secretary. Eric was there with her, dressed in the trench coat I once gave him. They sat side by side in the VIP seat of football stadium where my favorite Super Bowl take place. Entwined in a passionate embrace, they kissed beneath a sea of shimmering lights and the roar of thousands of fans. That game is the one I have always longed to experience with him. I look down at the cold food on the table. Eric's words keep ringing in my head. "I hate kissing." "Marriage is a partnership, not about love and kisses." Though we've been married for ten years, we've never shared a single kiss. Meanwhile, he's out there, kissing Shirley openly and passionately. Despite it all, not a single tear falls from my eyes. The next day, Eric settles into his chair, completely unfazed. "Return the gallery to Shelly," he commands. I nod quietly, saying nothing. Suddenly, Layla Sinclair, my daughter, comes running down the stairs and throws herself into Shirley's arms. "Aunt Shirley, you're my favorite. I don't like Mom!" In that instant, it hits me—the home I devoted my heart and soul to means nothing anymore. It doesn't matter that I've been married to Eric for a decade. Now, all I want is to find myself again. I decide to accept an invitation from the Parisoir School of Fashion Design. From this moment on, I won't wait for them to come home, and I won't look back.

Sephora's life is about to be changed forever when she was Chosen against her will to be the bi-anual Sacrifice to the powerful and mysterious cursed  werewolf prince of Ardanam  living beyond the Veil of their two worlds, her 19 years of existence seemed to have all been for nothing.           When the yearly "chosen"  sacrifice was performed,  She was chosen as one who was to be sacrificed to maintain the thousand years old peace treaty which the Humans made with the werewolves a long time ago.             Until fate gives her a second chance….           She was later rescued from her perilous fate after she successfully passed the VEIL, a living hell on Earth barrier that separates the humans from the werewolves. Unfortunately, she was caught by the prince guards and  was made to serve  the mysterious cold-hearted prince.            Thrown into the complexities of living and serving in a powerful Court and chained to one of the most feared Prince's in Igritann was never her expectations.          Can Sephora survive in this power-hungry new world?           Not when darkness is beginning to gather overhead, Century old grudges start to fester and history threatens to repeat itself as the tenuous relationships between the princes of Ardanam begin to crumble.         With the Mortal World at threat and her family along with it, Sephora is forced to step up to the fold and strive to bring peace to her old world as well as her new one….        And what if this cold hearted prince was bent on changing the rules and rewriting histories just for a weak human girl….?        

Be careful! You are entering a hot area! Under-age, forbidden to read! For those who like romance, you must read this story! Cho Ye Joon—Gumiho who came to the future of Indonesia through the thunderbolt without sound. . “Give up, you gadfly Gumiho!!” the man shouted in front of him. "Cho Ye Joon," the man said, the signal giver approached. Possessing the body of an Archeology student named Nevan Taksan. He was trying to find a way out for return to his past. "Are you embarrassed?" Nevan asked spreading the corners of his lips. Bellona stopped when she was already covered by Nevan's Coat, and was stunned by her appearance. "Nevan?" Bellona said quietly. "Let me take you home!" broke up Nevan. A swarm of enemies comes upon him and traps Cho Ye Joon, his friend and girlfriend—Nevan into another world, with objects are found with Korean history books. He did everything he could to find a way out. Luckily, a Gumiho guard remains in the same world. Through the mind and soul of that world, he was able to find the fox marble. Where the Fox marble is in Bellona's body—Nevan's girlfriend, the reincarnation of a woman from his past. Can the Gumiho save himself with the two people from another world? Cover by : @nobidesign

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