Fucking Niece

“What do you want?" A smile played on his lips. “I'll tell you five things.” He slowly walked around me. I tried not look at him as I waited for whatever he wanted to say. “One, I will make love to you and you will enjoy it.” He smirked when he saw the look on my face. “You're insane if you think..” “Second, I will make love to you over and over again, any day, anytime I want.” He grinned when I got uncomfortable. “Mr. Grey ..” “Third, you will not tell anyone, not even Vera. You will not tell her you've been fucking her husband.” He smiled. “I want to see you try.” I snapped. “I will not let you get away with this.” “Four, I will divorce Vera because it's you that I want.” My heart skipped a beat. Why is he doing this? “You will not hurt Vera like that. I will not let you.” I said, moving closer to him. “Fifth, we will get married and live happily ever after and you'll give me babies and you will not feel bad for your sister.” He concluded.

Finding love is supposed to be easy. You turn twenty-one and you scent your mate and the rest falls into place. Well, for most people. But not for me. No, I was rejected the second we discovered we were mates. Now five years later I have moved on and here he is once more. Not to claim me and make me his, nope. Maverick is here to take me to be courted by his boss, the Alpha of Alpha’s. The worst part? Maverick has only gotten more attractive over the years and his eyes are saying a hell of a lot more than his sealed lips. Lips I fully intend to get answers from. Two words: Tatum Rhodes. My best friend's little sister, my ex mate. The very last person I want to be picking up to deliver to my Alpha as his potential chosen mate. Rumor is second chance mates aren’t a thing, I can believe that. But they also say once the mate bond is broken so is the attraction. And that I can confirm with certainty is bullshit, because I feel like I just found the fucking sun after five years of living in a dungeon.

SEASON 1 Cora became pregnant by her boyfriend by accident during the breeding season, but he abruptly disappeared and left her alone. She raised the child and vowed never to fall in love again. But what if someone tries to break through her defenses? Zafer will do anything to get inside Cora’s life but is its genuine feelings or he just got interested and thrilled? And… WAIT! THE EX-BOYFRIEND, Ashton IS BACK FOR A SECOND CHANCE! Caught between the two Alphas, whom will Cora choose? SEASON 2 Tally got tied up in arranged marriage, but the man she will going to marry is her BESTFRIEND’s EX-BOYFRIEND WHO IS STILL IN LOVE WITH HIS EX! “Don’t fucking use me in your little game, I’m not your Alpha and I will never be!” He glared at her. “Pick someone else, you can spread your legs to anyone after all, right?” She scoffed, “I am not born to spread my legs to everyone!” Her eyes become sharper than earlier, “but if it’s you, I can spread it widely like you want. After all, we just need to do it and have a child, right?"

" I hate you but I want to kiss you." His husky voice whispered into my ears as he pinned me against the wall. It was getting hot in here and down there as well. "Go ahead, after all, we are frenemies." I bit my lips as we maintained eye contact. He groaned before locking his lips with mine and fondling my bosom. *** Riley Anderson is the son of a Billionaire, he's arrogant, proud and bipolar, he has severe anger issues, he's not your typical player because he's selective with the girls he wants, he's the definition of player who got played by his high school ex girlfriend when he became vulnerable, he detest love. Ivy Moore, she's the daughter of a Billionaire who deals on real estate, she's beautiful and antisocial, she hasn't been lucky in the relationship and friendship department either because of her past experiences, she doesn't want to be shot by Cupid. They meet in college and hatred becomes the order of the day, they can't stand each other, they are either bickering or lip locking or even worst, fucking their brains out. Will enemies ever become lovers?.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ DARK ROMANCE AND MATURED CONTENT. "No. Everything that comes out of your mouth is a lie. Say one truth. I dare you to tell me one fucking truth." "I love you." "No, you don't. Say something else." "I can't live without you." "Shut up, you bastard! How can you say you love me when all you ever do is hurt me?" Once a predator locks onto its prey, there's no letting go. Leah Walsh is a lonely wife, starved for the love her husband no longer gives. Aiden Kingston is a ruthless caporegime of the city's most feared crime family. A man who doesn't understand the word no. She fights her attraction to him, but one reckless choice shatters her marriage and binds her to him. Now, Leah is trapped in his violent world, where simply standing by his side makes her a target for his enemies. Every attempt to escape his chains only tightens them, and Aiden's obsession grows stronger each passing day. Will leah break free or surrender to the man who is determined to ruin her and claim her as his?

"Would you please remove your ring, Karl? I don't have to feel bad about fucking you," I whispered sensually in his ear. I get pissed off when I see his wedding band or anything that makes me think of his wife and how much I hated her for destroying my very existence. "Anything for you, darling Amihan, " He said softly. *** Driven by her thirst for revenge, Annabel William plotted and carefully found her way back into her best friend's life with a new identity as Amihan Jude. Dalisay, the supposed best friend, betrayed Annabel and took over her company just when Annabel was at her lowest. Annabel was so calculative, there couldn't be a way to take revenge on Dailsay that was better than having an affair with her then-husband, Karl Rodriguez. Maxwell, with his own hidden agenda, managed to smitten the heart of the cold-hearted Annabel which was something he had to do. Along the line, he found himself wanting more of this mysterious woman. Maxwell also has his dirty secret which would hurt Amihan as she thought he was different. How chaotic could this love be?

To pay for the sins committed by Luisa Duarte against his family, Edmund Stark approaches her sister, Isabella, with a hidden agenda. He traps her into a forced marriage contract, but things don’t quite go as he planned. Will they be able to fix their differences and enjoy their marriage or would they end up getting a divorce? ~ “I told you before, you’re mine! You’ll marry me and bear my children and you’ll be my property until the day one of us dies!” He growled, running out of patience. “Am I to be your possession, your prisoner?” She glared at him with all her might. “Call it as you wish! You have nowhere to escape to!” He declared before pulling her into his lap, holding her tightly in his arms. He crashed his lips against hers, forcing his tongue in her mouth. Against her will, her body loosened in response, she lost the ability to breathe. She could not hear, she could not see, she could not feel anything else, except Edmund taking her mouth like a drowning man in need of oxygen. ‘Isabella is fucking mine! My woman! Nothing is going to change that!’

A contract that could change their lives forever. Ethan, an arrogant man who doesn't care about anything other than the amount of zeros in his bank account, or about having delirious nights of pure pleasure that never came out of it. He wasn't always like this, but he became so after discovering a betrayal from the one he least expected and that marked his life forever. His ghosts come back to haunt him, and his only option was a sham engagement. But not with just any woman, but with her; the most beautiful and fucking sexy of all he had ever seen in his life. It was supposed to be just a contract, a month and nothing more, they just didn't expect with fate that was going to turn that simple agreement into a delicious game of seduction. Camilla is no ordinary girl, not by a long shot. As the master of herself and of her own destiny, she does not bow her head to anyone and is fully aware of the power she holds in her hands. Despite her young girl's face, her body shows what a fucked up woman she is. A woman who gets an "A" in the art of seduction. "Amid the flames of desire, the biggest challenge is not to allow the fire of passion to be born.” Follow me on Instagram: aqueen-aheroine

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. "Say you're a slut." He said, watching her finger herself, absentmindedly stroking his dick. "I," she gasped, closing her eyes, but being thrilled at saying the words, "I am a slut.. oh, please fuck me." He turned her around, forcing her up onto her hands and knees. She felt him run his hands down her back, up her spread ass, and finally pull on her hips as he positioned himself behind her. She moaned and turned herself up for him, pushing her open cunt back onto him. He leaned forward and grabbed her braids, pulling her head back as he rammed his dick inside her hard. She cried out and tightened around his dick, "Oh god, yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard and dirty." She moaned out. "I'm a fucking slut. Hurt my pussy."

La pluie s'abattait sur le toit du manoir comme pour pleurer a sa place. Elea n'avait que dix ans lorsque le monde s'etait effondre. Ses parents, deux figures admirees et respectees du monde des affaires, avaient peri dans un tragique accident de voiture. En un instant, elle perdit non seulement sa famille, mais aussi son repere, sa stabilite, son insouciance. Elle etait desormais orpheline, projetee dans un monde dadultes, de secrets et de convoitises. Mais ses parents netaient pas partis sans penser a lavenir de leur fille. Dans un testament minutieusement redige, ils avaient confie la gestion de leur empire a un homme : lassocie et meilleur ami du pere, un homme loyal et rigide, qui promit de preserver lheritage jusqua ce quElea atteigne ses 18 ans. Fidele a sa promesse, chaque mois, il veillait a verser largent necessaire a son education, lui offrant le confort, les meilleures ecoles, et une vie apparemment protegee... en apparence seulement. Car cest Clarisse, la sur ainee de sa defunte mere, qui prit Elea sous son toit. Une femme ambitieuse, amere et interessee, qui ne voyait en sa niece quun moyen de mettre la main sur une part de lheritage. Clarisse esperait naivement que l'argent des parents d'Elea lui reviendrait immediatement. Mais, en decouvrant quil faudrait attendre la majorite de la jeune fille, son cur se remplit de frustration... et de calculs. Clarisse neleva pas Elea par amour. Elle leleva par opportunisme.