Fighting Inner Demons Tattoo Novels & Stories

They say Don Julian Marconi would burn the world for one tear of mine. Five years ago, at the Met Gala, he spent millions to hang emeralds around my neck and swore I was his Madonna. Five years later, beneath the velvet boxes of our anniversary, I found a lace strap soaked in sin—and a fresh, crimson smear on his collar that told me exactly whose bed he’d left. I smiled. I asked him to sign a blank sheet of paper. And that meant he was agreeing to whatever I wanted. He called it love. I called it the death warrant for his empire. In fifteen days, I finalized our divorce papers. I boarded the Stella d’Oro as Serena Cole and burned Celeste Marconi to ash on the deck. Then I vanished with his fortune, his power and the one secret that would destroy him. I was the saint he worshipped. Now I am the ghost who haunts him. No groveling. No forgiveness. No second chance. Just ashes.

*****Mature Content***** “You sure about this, Mia?” His voice was gravelly, dangerous. “Because once I start, I’m not stopping until you’re a dripping, shaking mess begging for more. And I’m going to make sure my brother knows exactly whose cock made you cum harder than he ever did.” I arched into him, rubbing my aching nipples against his chest. “I’m sure. Ruin me, Alex. Make me your slut tonight.” These steamy stories pull you into raw, naughty sex scenes. From slow teasing touches to explosive orgasms, each tale dives into the thrill of control, the joy of surrender, and the deep ache of pure desire. Sexy, direct, and deliciously wicked, this book celebrates raw lust in all its sweaty, breathless mess. Lose yourself in the heat… if you dare.

Although I was the second child in the family, my mother loved me the most. When Dad bought my sister a new dress, she stayed up late knitting a sweater for me. When Grandma took my younger brother out for burgers, she baked me a homemade sponge cake. Until the New Year’s Eve dinner. Dad placed the big chicken drumstick onto my sister’s plate. Grandma immediately stuffed the other one into my brother’s. My mother hurriedly picked the chicken wing from her plate and placed it onto mine, smiling as she said, “I saved this especially for you.” The relatives laughed and teased, “Your family really has a clear division of love. Everyone spoils a different child. What a loving family.” The next second, I suddenly flipped the table. Under everyone’s stunned gaze, I grabbed that chicken wing and shoved it straight into my mother’s mouth.

Madeline Crawford has loved Jeremy Whitman for twelve years, but ultimately it was him who sent her to prison. In between her suffering and pain, she had to witness her man fall in love with another woman…Five years later, she has returned with renewed strength, no longer the same woman he belittled years ago!With this newfound strength, she will tear apart those who pretend to be pure and step on the scums of this earth. However, just as she is about to have her revenge with the man who wronged her… He suddenly turns from a cold, unfeeling psychopath, to a caring, warm and loving man!In fact, he even kisses her feet in front of a crowd, all while promising her, “Madeline, I was wrong to love another. From now on, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you.” To which Madeline replies, “I’ll only forgive you if you....die.”

Warning: This book contains sexually explicit erotica short stories and is strictly rated 18+ From forbidden age gap romance affairs between stepdad and stepdaughter, stepson, stepmom, and stepbrothers Sensual homoerotic affairs and romance ranging from G x G affairs between stepsisters, best friends, and neighbours. M x M romance between stepbrothers, stepdad and neighbours, etc. BDSM, hard-core bondage sex and many more sinful pleasures to be unveiled. If you can handle the heat, then you're welcome.

This author has failed as a heroine, so she came back as the villain… Except she didn’t come back alone. She brought secrets. She brought sins. She brought a book that was never meant to be read… Sinners & Saints isn’t just a collection of stories— It's a confession. A warning. A door you shouldn’t open. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ WARNING! DARK ROMANCE STORIES! THAT ARE NOT BEGINNER FRIENDLY! NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART! EXPECT TWISTED KINK, BDSM THEMES, TOXIC RELATIONSHIPS, RAPE, BETRAYAL, MORALLY GREY CHARACTERS, OBSESSION, MANIPULATION, GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, REVENGE-DRIVEN PLOTS, PSYCHOLOGICAL TORMENT, POSSESSIVENESS, TRAUMA, AND DISTURBING SITUATIONS THAT ARE NOT MEANT FOR SENSITIVE READERS!!!!!!!!!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. SO WHAT HAPPENS NEXT IS ON YOU! PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK BECAUSE THIS IS WHERE YOUR INNOCENCE ENDS!!!!!!!!!! READ IF YOU DARE… (BUT DON’T COME BACK CRYING!) ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ So tell me— Will you stop here and scroll by… or are you willing to sin?

SynopsisThree years ago, he got on one knee to propose to her. He swore he would make her the happiest bride in the world. However, a year later, she had an accidental miscarriage, and he got into a car accident and needed a new kidney to survive. After that traumatic night, they could never go back to the way they were before.Now, she was tired and wanted a divorce. However, John Freeman had imprisoned her at home instead.He said, “Don’t even think about a divorce. You have to atone for your crime for the rest of your life!”Olivia smiled bitterly. “John, I have terminal lung cancer. You can’t keep me here!”

When my husband and I drop by his childhood home for Christmas dinner, my mother-in-law, Melissa Potter, is the only one busying away in the kitchen. Everyone else is on their phones. I've just taken a seat when Melissa begins to lecture me. "What, are you just going to sit your ass down and wait for food to come? Don't you know when to lend a helping hand? Am I supposed to exhaust myself for your sake?" From time to time, she keeps rattling the pots and pans loudly. "I can't believe those with healthy bodies want a 70-year-old like me to serve them! Does anyone here have any conscience?" Feeling a little uneasy, I gave my husband a tiny nudge. "Why don't you help Mom out?" After Melissa hears my suggestion, she gets even more pissed off. Thinking that this is my first Christmas with my in-laws, I don't really want to cause a scene here, so I get up to my feet and help her out. But the moment I enter the kitchen, Melissa delegates all the tasks to me. I endure my fury as much as I can while finishing the Christmas dinner preparations. When I'm about to head back to the dining table and dig in, Melissa suddenly speaks up. "Hold up. We got scores to settle before dinner."

Real life gets messy… and dangerously hot. This collection dives into the kind of forbidden love and taboo desires you only whisper about. From scorching office crushes with your boss to explosive hookups with a forbidden ex, and fake lovers that cross a line you swore you would never touch. These stories are fast, dirty, and impossible to put down. Every secret, every stolen moment, and every broken rule takes the heat higher. ️️ For mature readers only. Expect explicit themes, dark kinks, and adult situations. Don't stop here. More volumes are waiting on my author page. Each one takes the taboo to a new level, exploring the darkest desires: mafia obsession, broken vows, arranged/forced marriage, and more. Explore the full Moan Lounge catalog. Categories: Sinner's Sanctuary Vol. 1: Taboo Romance & Forbidden Desires Collection • Breaking My Vows for Him (New updates daily!) • More forbidden stories coming soon... • And much more!

18+ Explicit Content - Reader Discretion Strongly Advised Content Warnings: This collection contains graphic sexual content, taboo relationships, age-gap dynamics, power imbalances, infidelity, and explicit adult language. Reader discretion is advised. Every sinner has a confession waiting to be heard. From forbidden affairs to dangerous temptations, Sinners Confessions: Dirty, Sinful & Depraved Affairs unveils stories of lust, betrayal, obsession, and the dark desires people often hide. Some secrets are intoxicating. Some are destructive. And some should’ve never been confessed at all. *** "I'm so fucking hot for you, Father," I groaned, arching my back and shuddering as my thumb circled my cl*t. "And I'm all yours. I'm your little sinner, and this p*ssy is the altar you need to worship today. Come on, Father. Give in to the temptation. Put your holy tongue right here and clean me up." He let out a tortured breath, his knees visibly trembling, his eyes pinned to my fingers sliding over my soaking cl*t. "God forgive me..." he muttered, a panicked prayer slipping through his teeth. He gave in. He dropped to his knees right on the floor between my spread thighs. A wicked smile pulled at my lips as I tilted my hips forward, pressing my dripping wetness right against his mouth. "There's no salvation in here. Just you, me, and the sin you're about to swallow. Now open your mouth and eat me."