German Short Stories

Amaryah is an adventurous young lady of an elite clan well-known for cultivating successful followers. For fools who didn't know any better, Amaryah is nothing but a failure. But for people who met her face to face, they know she is never short of power nor is she inferior to others. Even without the aid of an elemental spirit, her techniques and spiritual level are high enough to take any user on one-on-one. However some people may be awed and amazed, hate and displeasure are always inevitable. People who harbor enough hatred would do anything to drag someone down. So once the origins of Amaryah and the history of her family were revealed, she ended up getting executed and burned like how her ancestors met their demise. But this is too abrupt of an ending, and there's a reason why legends are called legends.

Slamming her against the wall, he dug Hus fingers into hr shoulders, eliciting a pain in her, which caused her to welp. His eyes caging her to his, shutting her sexy mouth up, as he looked into hee eyes. "Hear me and hear me now, because I won't have to repeat my words the next time. You are not my mate, you don't deem to be my mate, I don't want someone like you as my mate, because, you are my slave, you are human, you are skinny, you are ugly, damn, you are short, fucking short, you are WEAK, you are fragile, you don't deem to be my Luna, because I don't want someone like you, never, would I want someone like you, especially not my pet" Alexia Ortega was just a normal girl growing up, all she wanted was a normal life, she grew up with her parents, they lived in the village land of Meduza, they were humans, living peacefully in human lands, not until they were attacked by the Granullas, they took her for slavery and afterwards sold her to her mate, the alpha king. Jaxon Cruz, the alpha king, he have been living a thousand years, hoping for his mate to free him from his misery, he believed he had been the cause of his mate's death, who had continued to torment him. He still wanted his mate, hoping one day, his mate would come back to him, even though she was dead. He was the alpha king, and what is a king without a mate, especially one that have a history of dead mate. After five hundred and twenty nine years, he found a mate. Now how were they able to overcome the forces of the unknown enemies, who had killed his former mate.

Gamma, a hater and heartbreaker of beings called women. For him, only his adoptive mother and younger brother are the women he loves. The others don't matter. However, Angel was different. That girl was able to conquer the heart of a famous violinist like Gamma, a person who should be shunned by any good girl. Can Angel fall into Gamma's entangling love trap? Can Gamma finally find a real woman who is not as shitty as her evil mother? Those beautiful notes were swiped from the proud violin, singing a love song that captivated the heart. Or is it hurting their heart? __________________________________ Welcome to this sweet love stories, one that is wrapped either with hatred, revenge, sincerity or compulsion. Welcome and pray for the characters inside, hope they will always be happy.

For +18 ONLY! Wanna be fucked so bad till you’re sore and dripping? Till your core trembles and shamelessly gap for your big Daddy? Till you spread those shaking thighs, moan his name, and beg for mercy? And no, he doesn’t listen, he uses you like his filthy little whore, and fills up your slutty holes with his spunk. When he’s done, you’ll swallow his dirty cum down your bruised throat, wipe the mix of his sperm and your pussy juice from your throbbing cunt, and say; Thank You, Daddy. If this is your fantasy, welcome on board! This is a collection of unapologetically RAW erotic stories, where all shades of your fetish is checked.

The princess was now standing in front of me. But she was not what I expected. In fact, to say I was disappointed was an understatement. Like what the fuck. I've heard stories about how beautiful and enchanting she was, but the woman standing in front of me was completely opposite from that description. The woman standing in front of me was chubby. What the hell? I thought they said she was slim and slender. She even had a mole on her nose and when she smiled at me, I almost puked. She had a huge gap tooth and looked like a clown. "Greetings your highness," she said, and I almost died. Please don't tell me that is my bride. Like, what the f*ck?!

A mission was given to her, Can she do her mission? How to love her in her mission, Will she avoid or let her heart pound her heart on a 'mission'. – This is my first cross-genre and it's not a fantasy genre, because it's different from what I've written. It's not like you read to others writer, 'beautiful story', I'm not perfect. 'The manifestation of Truth is a mystery of Love, just as, conversely, the content of Love is a mystery of Truth.' Copyright 2016 © Xyrielle All Rights Reserved No Copy Stories No Plagiarism This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

I was raised to stay away from men like him cold, dangerous, and part of the mafia. But fate doesn’t care about rules. When my brother got into trouble with the wrong people, I had no choice but to walk into the lion’s den. That’s when I met Luciano Romano, the man everyone fears, the man with blood on his hands. He offered me a deal. My brother’s life, in exchange for mine. Now I belong to him. He says I’m just a pawn. But the way he looks at me says something else. He’s hiding a dark past, and I’m carrying secrets too. We were never meant to fall in love. But some love stories are written in blood.

Vampires, Shifters, and Demons oh my!Dive into the wicked world of paranormal pleasure, and all the sinful desires these amazing men create. From steamy stolen kisses to mind blowing moments behind closed doors this collection has a little bit of everything in store for you.Creatures of the Night Paranormal Collection is the beginning of a continuous series of different stories that will take you to worlds you never could have imagined. Choose to take a ride with the headless horsemen, or sell your soul to the devil— the choice is yours to make.But just be careful, because within the shadowy corners of this domain lay the vampires and shifters waiting to sink their teeth into their next prey. Even though it’s in the most erotic of ways.Creatures of the Night is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

One day she had been moaning and squirming under her husbands chest as he made love to her every chance he got. The next thing he was telling her that he didn't love her. The press wrote all sorts of stories about how she cheated with Andre's business partners. Jeanine (Andre's mother) had thrown her out like a dog. It all seemed like a life time ago but she learnt to forgive and move on. She didn't have any grudge against them. Everything happened for a reason and maybe this was her fate. She just wanted to give her son the best life she could possible.

Kennedy Rogers was what most would call antisocial, she played it safe in most things and preferred not to take chances. In NYC for New Years Kennedy has a chance run-in with the notorious bad boy rocker Seth Greer and an even more shocking run-in with his bodyguard. After hearing what happened with his bodyguard Seth reaches out to her and tries his best to make it up to her. The short time she is able to spend with him makes her realize she needs to live life more and she takes a step out of her comfort zone and moves to New York with her best friend. Letting down her walls she lets Seth in only to discover his world is nothing but broken promises and lies. Will she be able to adjust to his lifestyle? Will he be ready to settle down for her?