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Ayana Torrez just tossed her graduation cap and hit the road — alone, unbothered, and ready for anything. With cash flowing from her vlogging success and a thirst for freedom, she’s chasing thrill over routine, passion over predictability. But her solo adventure takes a steamy turn when she crosses paths with dangerously charming men who tempt her to explore more than just new places. Every mile brings her deeper into pleasure, but behind the flirty detours and wild nights… could love be waiting at the end of the road?

Anin tidak menyangka perjalanan yang ia lalui semasa ia muda hingga menuju usia 30 tahun, akhirnya berlabuh kembali ke rumah. Tempat di mana ia dilahirkan dan dibesarkan hingga usia belasan. Masa lalu mulai menyeruak kembali, membisikan banyak hal-hal yang dulu ia usahakan untuk lupakan. Apa yang sebenarnya terjadi di rumah? dan mengapa Anin harus kembali setelah banyaknya tahun terlewati?

Kyle Brooks is next in line to be Alpha. His father wants him to mate with one of the biggest pack's Alpha's daughter. The alliance will make them a powerful pack in the region. Kyle was all in agreement, that is until he meets his human mate.

Warning: Heavy Erotica!!! Vampire/Werewolf Julia’s beauty was a curse. Every man wanted her but only one will win her heart. Will it be: The one-night stand The one-night stand’s brother The ex turned stepbrother The student The werewolf alpha Or the vampire hunter? The choice is hers. Her mundane world collides with the supernatural by a chance encounter; her life forever changed. Ray POV “I gotta have you baby, I don’t care that our parents are getting married.” I told her. “But it’s wrong and besides, you left. You left me broken hearted and Xander was there to pick up the pieces.” Julia said to me, lips quivering. “I don’t want to be right if it means I’ll have you.” I grabbed her face and took her mouth, tasting her sweet, familiar flavor.

"Katerina?" My vision shrinks to a pinprick. "You're insane. Straight up insane." "I've thought that myself, many times, in fact. But in this case, I'm clear-headed. Marry me, Katerina." "Never!" "You seem to be under the impression that I'm asking. I'm not. I'm telling you to marry me." ------------------- When a night-out with her best friend, Fabiola, leads to her witnessing a murder, stubborn, sassy and hot-headed Katerina Kozlov shrugs it off as a bad dream. But when the murderer shows up to buy her store and even goes as far as kidnapping her for his own personal purposes, she realizes that she may be in far more trouble than she'd initially bargained for. As pakhan of the Ivanovsky Bratva, Sasha Ivanovsky is not only ruthless but has the entire city underneath his thumb. When there's a witness to one of his numerous crimes, he sets out to subdue her, but finds out that Katerina Kozlov is unlike any other woman or victim he'd had to deal with before. For one, she's got a very sharp mouth. Two, she holds the key to him finally taking down a generational enemy, Yevgeniy. His plans take a shift, but he'll need one thing from Katerina to ensure a smooth sailing. Her submission.

A gril gonna accomplished her father's dream with help of her friends and also her friends are in mainlead from beginning. A time travel machine they create as it's her father's dream. His father was in need of it. No one knows the reality behind it. Her grandfather assacinated in the war of Nagasaki Just to find the reason behind it they tried to meet him by going in past with help of time machine.

Valentina Cruz was born to avenge. Her father was executed on the orders of Lucien Torres's cartel family. Her plan? Seduce Lucien. Gain his trust. Tear him apart from the inside. But Lucien isn’t just the devil’s heir. He’s dangerous, damaged, and devastatingly charming. Their attraction burns too fast, too hot—and when Valentina finds herself pregnant, the game changes. Because Lucien isn’t supposed to love. And she isn’t supposed to fall. The deeper she goes, the more secrets she uncovers: a fake death, a missing child, and a truth that could make her the next target. When revenge collides with obsession, and love clashes with legacy—who walks away unscathed?

It's been five years. Five years since we broke up and the last time I saw him. And yet I still can't get him out of my head. He returns to my thoughts and my dreams, completely uninvited and unwelcome. Even though I'm assigned now and I should think of my friend, not him. But he was the first. The first one that has captivated my heart and body and I still can't seem to forget somewhere inside. But I can pretend. Everything is fine because he moved out and we don't see each other anymore. My life goes on and I am happy. Happy. OLLIE F**king five years. Five years of suffering, loneliness and anger. I never wanted to break up with her. I should never have let her go. She took everything from me and I could never breathe fully after she left. There were others, but none like her. But I could still pretend that my life was not such hell. But now ... now I'm going back to the city where it all started. I'm going back to take what's mine. Because she always belonged only to me

CONTENT WARNING. EROTICA ROMANCE: RATED 18+. "Tell me," he said. "Tell me what you want..." My senses were reeling, my body jerking against his hand. "I want you to fuck me," I said. "I want your gorgeous fucking cock in me..." "Nice," he smiled against my cheek. "More..." My voice was just a whisper. "I want to feel you inside... I want you to fuck me, hard... I want you to take my ass, and make me fucking squeal..." "You want to be stretched, little girl? Is that what you fucking want?" Oh fuck, my clit was clanging like a church bell. "Yes... Oh, fuck, please... I want you to stretch me..." "Gonna open you up so fucking wide," he growled. "Gonna take your fucking cunt with two fat cocks, stretch you nice and fucking big... two big fucking dicks in your sweet little pussy... gonna feel so fucking dirty... gonna feel so fucking tight..." "Yes..." "Wanna see inside you... into your pink fucking hole..." "Yes..." "Gonna make you wet... make you stretch... make you fucking gape for me..." The heel of his palm was so hard against my clit. "Fuck..." I ran my fingers down his chest, over his abs, until I found the swell in his pants. I squeezed him through his jeans. "Fuck me..." "I fucking shouldn't..." he groaned. "Fuck..." But he was grinding against my hand, moving over me. "Just a quick one. Hard and fast. Please..." "I can't..." he said. "I can't..."

My husband, Martin, was the head of a powerful mafia don. When his widowed sister-in-law, Tricia, got into a car accident, I was forced to give her a blood transfusion. I told them through tears that I was newly pregnant and too weak to donate, but they accused me of faking the medical report. “You were out running just last week. Now you’re claiming you’re pregnant when you’re asked to donate some blood? You just don’t want to help Tricia!” In the end, they drew my blood by force. The strain caused me to miscarry, and while I bled out, my husband stayed by Tricia’s side. After that, I didn’t beg him to return. I dragged my broken body away, left the divorce papers behind, and left him for good. However, when the truth finally came to light, Martin lost his mind with regret.