Fourth Wall Orv

He pinned me against the wall, his eyes burning with intensity. I tried to push him away, but he just smiled, his lips curling up in that annoying grin of his that looked sexy as hell. 'You can't resist me, can you?' he teased, his breath hot against my skin. I tried to deny it, but my body betrayed me, arching into his touch. He chuckled, his eyes glinting with triumph. "Don't," I whispered, my voice trembling with need. "I'm not ready for this." He paused, his gaze searching mine. Then, he leaned in closer, his voice low and husky. 'I think you are." When Tilda's fiancé cheats on her, she seeks comfort in a one-night stand with a stranger who pretended to be her groom to get her our a a bind but when she discovers he's her new boss, Richard, and the father of her young patient, Ivy, Tilda's world is turned upside down. As she explores her feelings for Richard, she must confront the consequences of their whirlwind romance as well as the Pandora's box they open. Will their love survive or will they end up like every Ill written love story?

Her back slammed into the wall, Dante’s hand pinning hers high above her head, his mouth hovering close enough to steal her breath. His voice was a husky growl, low and lethal. “You think you can defy me, Bianca?” She smirked, arching into him, her nails dragging across his chest. “Defy you? I own the game, Dante.” Their lips crashed...violent, hungry, desperate. His grip was bruising, her body pressed against his with ruthless possession. Every kiss tasted of war. Every touch was a betrayal. Every moan, a fight for dominance neither was willing to lose. Bianca Moretti isn’t just a woman; she’s the She Mafia. Beautiful. Deadly. Untouchable. Dante Moretti, the ruthless Mafia King, should be her greatest enemy… yet he’s also the one man who matches her cruelty and consumes her with forbidden desire. But lust is the most dangerous weapon in a world where loyalty is scarce. And enemies wait in the shadows; Betty Mordecai, venomous and relentless, and Andriena, the lover who turned traitor, ready to tear Bianca apart piece by piece. Now Bianca and Dante must decide: join forces to rule or destroy each other in the crossfire. Because in the Mafia, love isn’t romance. It’s war. It’s obsession. And it always comes with blood.

   She let out a gasp as I spun her around and pressed her Firmly between the wall and my chest, loving the way she fit perfectly into my arms. She had no idea how badly I wanted to consume All of her.      “Let go of me you bastard! You're harassing me!” She screamed and I chuckled Before grabbed her hands and holding them up above her head.    She moaned slightly and I knew I was affecting her as much as she was affecting me.     “It seems you don't understand what it means to be claimed by me. What it means to be mine and I don't mind showing you over and over again till every part of your body aches for me. Now be a good girl and arch your back”... ~     She was only meant to be a game, he was only meant to be a means of survival but when lust and desire gets in the way, the tables are turned quickly and Raeliya is caught in the middle of two brothers who want nothing more than to make her theirs. The only difference was one betrayed her and called it fate; the other bled for her and called it love.    As power shifts, alliances crumble and secrets long buried rise to the surface, Raeliya must choose between the love that broke her and the obsession That might destroy her.

Vienna Carter’s life is a living hell and her home is Earth’s chapter of Tartarus. But when her husband goes on a month-long business trip, she seizes the opportunity to know something other than her world of pain. She joins the passengers on Queen Odette, a cruise ship that promises her the best month of her life. As she takes in the elegance of the ship and is pampered by their first-class services, she starts to believe that the promise will be fulfilled. But her hopes of a perfect vacation are thrown overboard when she finds out the man staying in the suite next to hers is none other than the love of her life,Ex-boyfriend and reason for all her suffering. Only a psychopath would choose to be hunched over a desk, working for hours on end over the deckchairs of a luxurious cruise ship, watching the sunset on the Atlantic Horizon. Hans Griffin is that psychopath. He craves his office’s cold glass walls and despises his luxurious suite aboard Queen Odette and is beginning to despise his best friend for convincing him to do this. Work helped him forget his demons but this ship is made to tear down the walls he spent the last two years rebuilding and after meeting the woman staying in the suite next to his, he fears those walls might be reduced to nothing but piles of rubble before the month is over. How will Hans endure one month with just a wall separating him and the woman who scarred him? How will Vienna keep her distance from the one man she’s forbidden to be with when she’s stuck on this cruise with him? But most importantly, what secrets will be revealed before the thirty days are over?

Betrayed. Broken. But not defeated. When Kayden stood before Clove and spat the words, “That is not my child. You cheated on me!”—her world shattered. Three months pregnant and deeply in love, Clove never imagined her husband would accuse her of such a thing. “I would never betray you,” she cried, clutching her belly. But her pleas fell on deaf ears. Her own sister, once her confidante, turned cold. “Sis, the evidence is solid. I wanted to stand by you… But you’ve disgraced our family.” Clove’s blood ran cold. “This is your doing. You and your venomous mother,” she screamed. But Kayden had made up his mind. “I don’t trust you. Get out.” One shove, one fall—and everything was lost. That night, Clove bled more than just tears. She lost her child… and the man she thought she’d grow old with. The next morning, the divorce papers came as mercilessly as his accusations. She signed them in silence and disappeared. Years later, Clove returned. No longer the weeping wife, she was now a powerful CEO. Her first move? Destroy Kayden’s empire. But Kayden was no ordinary enemy, and her plans met wall after wall… until he came. A mysterious man with piercing eyes and a quiet, dangerous charm. “Marry me,” he said, “and no one—not even Kayden—will be able to stop you.” She narrowed her eyes. “You’re his uncle. Why betray your own blood? And why me?” He smirked. “Marry me first. Then I’ll tell you truths that will change everything you think you know.”

Theo never thought that there would be a time when he would have to make the choice to marry his nemesis, Adrian Moretti! A man that others had always taken for granted, but not him. Moreover, for all Theo knew, he would be Adrian's fourth "wife," as the previous one died for unknown reasons. Meanwhile, Adrian, who had been forced into this, wanted to laugh while raging! "This world has gone mad!" But if he refused, the threats from his parents made him dizzy. Theo and Adrian's relationship has never gotten along. Can they live a good married life? Moreover, Adrian's parents wanted something 'magical' at this wedding!

"Harder..." I gasped, my nails was digging into his rock hard shoulders. "You like your stepbrother fucking you like this?" "Y-yes ... don't s-stop..." "Fuck baby, you feel good..." I was so wet that I could even hear Christian fucking my juices back into me. ******** He’s my stepbrother. The one man I’m not supposed to want. But I’ve felt his hands on my hips, his mouth on my neck, his voice in my ear telling me exactly how he’s going to ruin me. It started one night as a mistake, one sex and I never saw him again. Now he’s in my room after midnight, pressing me against the wall, making me beg for more. We’re breaking every rule, crossing every line… And the filthy truth is... I love it. Because once my stepbrother tasted me, he swore he’d never stop.

His breath was fire against her throat.Her back hit the cold stone wall of the mansion."Tell me who you are," he growled, voice thick with rage—and something darker."I don't know," she whispered, trembling.But her eyes glowed. And deep down, something ancient stirred. Liana Bellarose was mistaken for a powerful Alpha’s bride—and taken. But what begins as a terrifying mix-up quickly unravels into something far bigger. Hidden within her is a power long thought extinct, one that could shift the balance of the entire werewolf realm. Now, every Alpha wants her. But Liana isn’t here to be claimed. She’s here to reclaim everything.

“Any conversation we're going to be having is going to be in the four corners of my wall and after that, I'd love and appreciate it if you forgot my name, home address and social security number— if you have that, of course.” “Cute,” he laughs and then winces when I open the drink can with a pop. I raise a brow at him, urging him to continue and then take a sip of my drink as I wait patiently. “ Contrary to what you may think, I'm not here to hurt you or whatever it is you're thinking —” “No shit.” “I'm here to offer you a deal. One I know you wouldn't be able to refuse.” “Sure, Professor Xavier.” This is getting fun and it's the most fun I've had in a few days. “Marry me.” ********** I had a one night stand with a handsome, enigmatic stranger. It was drunk decision; one I promised myself never to indulge in. Putting aside my regret, I continue with life and the trials it keeps throwing my way. As a girl used to surprises, what I don't expect is seeing this stranger from months ago at my doorstep and offering me a deal I can't seem to refuse: a marriage contract in exchange for my biggest wishes to be fulfilled.

Savannah Elise Hart is perfect on paper—polished, untouchable, and desperate to keep it that way. Cassian Rhys Blackwood is chaos in his black leather jacket, with a smirk that could undo her world. When a rumor threatens Savannah’s future and a false accusation jeopardizes Cassian’s freedom, their fake dating deal seems simple—until stolen kisses in the dark and whispered confessions ignite something dangerously real. He pins her against the studio wall, paint smeared on her cheek as his lips hover over hers. “Tell me this doesn’t feel real.” In a game where rules shatter and hearts are on the line, pretending has never been so tempting—or so risky.