Filthy Frank Memes

“Spread those thighs, little one.” His voice was a low growl as his hand closed around her hips. “Y-yes, Daddy,” she gasped, trembling as he dragged her down to his mouth. “Mmmhh… Daddy’s good girl,” he muttered darkly against her slick heat. “From this moment, your body, your screams, your soul—belong to me.” **************************************** He bought her with blood money. He keeps her with chains and silk. She swears she’ll never bend, but in his world of shadows and sin, defiance only feeds his hunger. In Naples, he’s “Il Diavolo”—the devil every man fears. To her, he’s the ruthless savior who dragged her from an auction block straight into hell. And hell has never felt so addictive. Claimed by the Don is a dark mafia romance laced with filthy dominance, dangerous obsession, and a love story sharp enough to cut.

Her fiancé murdered her family and sold her virgin cunt to the highest bidder in the North. Ten million gold, and she’s on her knees, dripping, collared, and gifted to the Devil Alpha himself. Vuk Kael Lasković is seven feet of cruel muscle and demonic cock. He rips her open on the throne-room floor, knot swelling, fangs in her throat, and growls through the ruin: “Fuck!! Look at you taking me raw—what have you done to me, little moon?” He paid to hunt her. He’ll spend the rest of eternity breeding her sloppy, marking every inch of skin, turning the last Lunar princess into his personal, whimpering, cum-soaked queen. She was sold to be used and discarded. She’ll be the filthy little slut who owns the Devil’s soul, one ruined orgasm at a time.

In a luxury boutique, a male influencer and I are eyeing the same watch. I'm about to give it up when I hear the salesperson yell at me in a shrill voice, "Get your filthy hands off it right now! Mr. Parr saw it first. How dare you compete with him? He's an important customer of our store!" I freeze and see Alan Parr staring at me with utter disgust, his arms crossed. "You think a country bumpkin like you deserves that watch? Do you even know how much its accessories cost? A pauper like you definitely can't afford it!" he snaps, then holds up a card and signs the receipt. However, the name he signs is my wife's. The supplementary card he's holding is the one I gave my wife for her allowance.

18+. She was sweet, sensual… and suddenly insatiable. Cassandra was the sweet, sexy fiancée every man dreams of—tight gymnast’s body, angelic smile, and a shy streak in bed that made her even more irresistible. But when a sleazy janitor at my office starts eye-f**king her in front of me, something changes. She saw it. I saw it. And instead of getting mad… she got curious. One teasing picture turns into a filthy game. Flannel shirts, gym selfies, deep squats, towel slips—each photo hotter than the last. My once-modest bride-to-be starts showing off for me... maybe even for him. Now, Cassandra’s exploring her dirty side—and I’m watching the love of my life transform into the hottest, most addictive little exhibitionist I never knew I needed. She used to save her body for me. Now, she’s learning how much she loves being seen. Enjoy..

“What do you think you're doing, Xander?!” Hardin shouted. “Get your filthy hands off my wife.” He charged at us, slapping Xander's hands off my waist. Xander chuckled dryly. “What the hell do you mean, your wife? You seem to be a hella drunk baby, brother. She's mine!” ******* The only man she has ever had eyes for wasn't who she thought he was. The beauty she found was indeed a beast. He ripped her heart apart by cheating with her own sister on their wedding day. Her parents abandoned her and made her sister get married to her fiance for selfish reasons. She decided to have sex with his brother, a billionaire, all for revenge. He makes her a deal; carry my baby and I'll help you get your revenge. Will it all be worth it or will she be faced with even more trouble when Xander Rivera returns?

How dare he insult me that way! In my entire twenty years of existence, nobody had ever raised his filthy hand on me before - not even my mom that is very strict. The guy didn't know what a millionaire's daughter was capable of doing. I vowed to let him know that nobody dare touch the only heiress to the Agogo family and go scot-free. I would make sure to show him what a millionaire's money could do to change his whole life into an unforgettable disaster. ~ ~ ~ Meet Khadeejah Muhammad Agogo, the beloved and only daughter of Alhaji Muhammad Agogo and the heiress of a multimillion company. A headstrong, spoiled brat, who has a strong dislike for the poor. But what happens when she crosses paths with the witty Yushraf Sufyaan Imam and develops feelings for the lower class man, who after the death of his parents was left to take care of his twin sister. Will their relationship work out? Or will hurdles be hindering it? Find out by reading this mind-blowing book

Skye has spent her whole life being looked down on as the weakest omega in the Silverclaw Pack. Poor, quiet, and always covered in bruises. She’s used to being bullied, ignored, and treated like she doesn’t belong. Especially by Alpha Damian Wolfe—the powerful, cold, and filthy rich Alpha who rules the pack with an iron fist. To everyone else, Damian is untouchable. To Skye, he’s the last wolf she ever wanted to notice her. But on her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. She discovers that the same Alpha who let her suffer in silence is her fated mate. Damian is shocked to learn the fragile omega he never cared about is the one destined to stand beside him. To him, she’s Heaven. But to her, he’s hell. Now Damian will do anything to win her heart, but after years of pain, Skye isn’t so easily swayed. Can he prove that fate made no mistake, or will she run before he ever gets the chance?

Raised by a single poor mother, Abby knew falling in love with filthy rich billionaire Darren is a wasted emotion she must get rid of. But she was shocked to find out he felt the same way as her, their romance was short lived as Morgana (Abby's ex boss) will do anything to keep the two lovers separate. Abby was kidnapped, tortured and almost lost her life in an accident, but all evidence turned against her, she is now the culprit. Darren now hates her and thought she tried killing Morgana, she needs to earn back Darren's trust and love. Abby found out her family is actually not poor but quite influential, using her father's influence, Darren was forced into marriage with Abby, he detests her and will do anything to make the marriage a hell for Abby but Abby is set on her love for him...... Can love really over shadow hatred?

Katherine Harrison swore one night with Dorian would be nothing more than a reckless mistake. A secret to bury. But when her father drags her into a summer of forced family bonding with her new stepmother, Katherine finds herself under the same roof as the one man she can’t stand and can’t stop craving. Dorian lives to provoke her. Every smirk, every filthy word, every brush of his body against hers feels like a dare she’s seconds away from losing. He knows exactly how to get under her skin, and the line between hate and desire blurs more with every stolen glance. She tells herself to ignore him. To remember he’s off-limits. To keep her distance. But Dorian has other plans…plans that could expose their darkest secret and burn their world to the ground. This summer, Katherine will have to decide, fight the fire or let it consume her whole.

My younger brother told me he was overwhelmed by school stress and had developed depression. I tried to help by encouraging him to seek treatment, drawing from my own experience with the illness. However, my mother blamed me, accusing me of passing the depression onto him. She took me to a witch, who locked me in the house. Every day, the witch used willow branches to drive away evil spirits, beating me until my skin was raw, forcing me to drink filthy water, and making me bleed. "This is the only way to banish the evil and bless your little brother." After enduring days of torment, my depression worsened, and I chose to end my life. However, when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my brother first confessed his depression. I looked at my body—whole and unharmed. This time, I will make them pay for everything I endured.