Forced Feminization Stories

"You don't own me." "Believe me darling. I own every part of your body. Even your soul belongs to me. Only me." .... Xavier Night , the only heir of the Night family. He is 29 years old with a devilishly handsome face and body. He is arrogant yet sweet, cruel yet soft. He is a combination of good and bad. He is an Angel trapped in a devil's body. Xavier had no other purpose rather than growing his company and helping the poor. He wasn't ready to share his life with anyone until a specific someone came into his life or rather was forced in his life. A forced bride!!! Anyone would hate it but Xavier was different because he was obsessed with his forced bride..... ~~ She was forced on me but now she belongs to me ~~

She was a kidnapped heiress, taken from her real family on purpose. He was a legendary tycoon, feared and admired across the business world. At a lavish party, she was set up by her adoptive mother—and unexpectedly became his cure. Months later, he received a mysterious package. Opening it, he was stunned to find... a mini version of himself. Furious, he roared: “Woman, you’d better pray I never find you!” Six years later, she returned, vowing to take revenge and reclaim her son. Armed with brilliance and unshakable resolve, she tore through scheming rivals, crushed manipulative socialites, and built her own empire along the way. But one day, the cold-blooded CEO cornered her against a wall: “We already have a child—give me the title of husband too.” She flashed a bewitching smile: “Sorry. The kid’s father? I’ve got someone else in mind.” Just then, three cheeky little munchkins popped out, grinning from ear to ear: “Daddy, give me a sister with Mommy, and she’s all yours!” In that moment, her mind went blank. Betrayed... by her own sons!

No rules. No limits. Just pure, unrelenting lust. Taken by Lust is a compilation of hot, explicit stories that will satisfy your darkest cravings and leave you aching for more. From stepfamily to BxG, BDSM, threesomes, and taboo temptations — every page drips with desire and lust. Indulge your fantasies. One story won’t be enough.

[WARNING: THIS BOOK IS EXTREMELY DARK] - "Hello there, blonde!" A voice drawled, carrying the same disturbing charm that always sent chills down her spine. Scarlet gasped and her eyes widened in absolute terror to find herself staring at the face that haunted her nightmares. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she desperately prayed this was all some twisted dream, that she had died on the operating table rather than wake up to face this monster again. His piercing gaze troubled her soul as it always did. It was after all, a constant reminder of the profound torment he'd inflicted on her that night. "Oh, you're no longer a blonde?" he mused mockingly, lifting one hand to brush the shortened strands of her hair. Scarlet flinched. The hate rolling off him filled her with a sense of immense dread that sparked an internal plea for salvation. She tried to flee but he pounced with lightning speed, effortlessly pinning her beneath him. "Virginity restoration?" He sneered down at her. "You really want to deceive your poor fiancé like this? Make him think he's getting something pure and untouched?" The words hit their marks. Scarlett's mind reeled with horrible thoughts and crushing doubt. "I bet you thought changing your hair would help you hide your shame, didn't you?" The sarcasm in his voice twisted into something darker and more menacing as his expression morphed into the same angry sneer he'd worn on that terrible day he destroyed her life. His other hand seized her chin in a bruising grip, forcing her to meet his cold stare. "Look at me!" He growled. "What's the point of getting all stitched back up if you're still going to be thinking about me every second!"

Collection of short stories to take you to another world of imagination. This collection contains Love, drama, tragedy, emotions, and of course, lots of romance to fulfill all your cravings for stories. Based in the typical household of Indian Muslims.

Behind every forbidden glance or every reckless touch, is a secret too dangerous to resist. From the lecture hall to the royal court, from quiet bedrooms to gilded stages. Dark Seduction lures you into the shadows where lust, power, and obsession collide. These stories unravel desires told to deny, teacher and student, bodyguard and singers, lawyers and client, kings and maids, lovers turned enemies. Some sins are whispered. Others are screamed in the dark and All of them will leave you breathless. Indulge in eleven volumes of forbidden desire, where every chapter is soaked in heat, danger, and surrender. ********************* Isaac Hayes wasn’t just anyone. He was my cousin. My mother’s sister’s son. My forbidden crush. “I just—” My voice faltered, my lips trembling before I forced the truth out. “I just wanna taste you.” His gaze darkened. “You want my cock in your mouth, Snow?” he asked. My lips parted, and I felt my cheeks flame. But the need inside me was too strong. I nodded. Isaac’s mouth crushed against mine again, stealing my breath. I melted into it, whimpering softly as his tongue tangled with mine. His hand slid up threading into my hair until his palm gripped the back of my neck, holding me firmly. His lips lingered on mine for a second, then he pulled back just enough to whisper against them. “Say it.” “Tell me you wanna suck my cock, pretty,” he murmured, his grip tightening, forcing my head to tilt slightly. “I’ll let you.” My lips parted, my voice trembling but soaked with hunger for my cousin's cock. I wanted to choke on his cock so bad. “I… I want to suck your cock, Isaac.” “Good girl,” he rasped, the praise sending heat flooding through me. “On your knees, Snow.”

"You belong only to me, Mabel and if you try to run, I'll kidnap you and lock you up till all you can think about is me," he promised her and her heart skipped a beat at his words. She was appalled, his words weren't supposed to affect her. Christian Romero, the most powerful man in the country, was supposed to be a mission to Mabel. All she had to do was to get him to fall in love with her and then destroy him to save the lives of her family. How hard could it be? He however turns out to be the arrogant stranger whom she assaulted and who promised her revenge. To make matters worse, she finds herself falling for the same man she was supposed to destroy. Her family or the man she loved, she had to choose one and lose one. Wasn't there a way she could have it all and finally be happy?

Warning: This book is not for the faint of heart as it contains explicit, mature stories meant to tempt, corrupt, and consume you, leaving you craving for more. Sinful Temptations is a wicked collection of short, addictive steamy stories that will make your pulse race as your body aches for more. Sit back, open it, and surrender to each page as your imagination takes you all the way. Once you start, you won’t want to stop, until you’ve given in completely.

Jessica Monroe, who has just started working, is suddenly fired directly by her boss; not stopping there, Jessica finds that her father is in huge debt to none other than her former boss, Morgan. Unable to repay her father's debt, Jessica is forced to become the personal maid of the wealthy and arrogant Mr Morgan. Now, her new life as a maid begins! ------- From one of the popular MegaNovel authors

I ended up with the person who used to bully me in school. As the morning sunlight seeped into the room, I barely moved my arm when the arm wrapped around my waist tightened, pulling me closer. Ethan Chambers lowered his head to kiss my neck, his deep voice tinged with a husky tone from just waking up. "Did you fall asleep last night?" I froze for a moment before nodding obediently. In the past, I might have resisted, but three weeks with him taught me a simple lesson to be compliant. He took my hand, which rested at my side, and interlaced his fingers with mine, playing with them as if amused. Leaning close to my hair, he let out a low chuckle full of interest. "This time, you didn’t throw away the ring I gave you?" He was referring to the diamond ring on my finger. There had been two others before this one—one I hid in the freezer, and the other I threw into the fountain in the garden downstairs. I didn’t want to think about the consequences of losing the first two rings for now, but the result of the third ring was clear: I was going to marry him, the person I once feared the most.