Green Glass Hotel

Blindfolded and placed on his knees, August takes every pierced inch of the stranger's cock down his throat while his rough hands gripped his hair as cum spills hot inside him, marking him, owning him—another hook up at the club that leaves him sore, broken, and craving more. Accidentally, he gets a job as a live-in housekeeper in a glass house downtown, just a day after that hook-up. He encounters the hot, right-handed man Levi, whom he can't seem to resist. In the house, everything feels strange, as if eyes are watching and walls are listening. A stalker starts sexting him, and he plays along with them. Unknown to him, the house is always watching. Slowly, he started having nightmares, seeing things of his past again, a part he thought he had buried. The house was jogging his memories. He sees a piece of his past in the house, a piece that belonged to his supposedly dead best friend, making him start asking questions about the actual owner of the house. August is trapped with, the anonymous Sexter that doesn't stop making endless demands, Levi the sexy hot assistant, the flashbacks with the Stranger from the club, and an idea that his supposedly dead friend, might not be dead. This is a raw, unapologetically addictive dark erotica, where the only way out is deeper in.

Our company was having a team building event in the Huka Islands, where every employee would get their own room. As I prepared to check in, my colleague from the same department, Yvonne Caruso, suddenly snatched my ID from my hand. "The rooms are full. The rest of you should find another hotel." I did not say anything much but took my ID back to hand it to the employee working behind the front desk. "One room, please. Thank you." However, Yvonne pushed me away viciously and berated me, "I told you to get lost. Are you deaf?!" I was not prepared for it, and I hit the corner of the front desk hard. I felt a sharp pain in my waist and immediately lost my temper. Yvonne was infuriated when I pushed her back, and she roared at me, "How dare you push me! My dad is the real boss behind this company. He's the Don of the Carusos. Cross me and you won't even see it coming when you die!" I was taken aback and broke out with laughter a second later. The Don of the Carusos, Ian Caruso, was my father. Why did I have no idea that he had another daughter apart from me?

Harriet is in a horrible world of her own as omega and last daughter to Alpha Braxton until one night changes it all. An attack on her father's pack, which is a massacre that kills off everyone in her family but her. Harriet tries to escape this harsh reality but is thrown back into the arms of her captor, Alpha Wade Black. Now Harriet is in the care of Alpha Wade. In the course of events, Harriet realizes that her agenda is turning into something else and so is her attraction to the Alpha who might just have dark secrets of his own. Will the two accept themselves as fated mates?

Other than his nightmarish dreams, Melo's life is nothing but perfect. However, what if this surreal life that he is living isn't even reality but fragments of a reality he wished he would have lived in.

Zackillio Farvo Laprici doesn't want to be that—he wasn't supposed to be in dim lit stage, dancing while body trembling in lights. But being financially unstable put him there, to become a stripper. The fact, he never touched or even liked a woman before. While Capris Hestia Alcario was never been a type of girl who wants hook ups. But one night with her her friends, a reckless bet has been made that change everything. The dare is to seduce a man who she will first see in the bar and pay him to sleep with her. For two innocents,one night wasn't supposed to mean anything but desire and lust doesn't always end in the dark.Later on,she found herself craving the same man with green eye looked at her like she was his first sin and his only salvation.

Behind the walls of St. Valen’s Academy, privilege and legacy are masks — worn to hide the rot underneath. For Althea Sombra, the masks are literal. Her family’s empire is built on secrets whispered in the dark, on powers that can never be spoken of in daylight. She was raised to obey, to charm, to control. But when the storm inside her begins to wake, even obedience can’t contain it. Noah Laurent was bred for composure — heir to a dynasty that trades in precision and power. Yet one glance from Althea cracks the ice he was born to wear. He knows she’s dangerous. He also knows he can’t stay away. Luca Ashford has always been the wildfire Noah could control. Until Althea arrives. Until jealousy and desire blur into something neither of them can name — and their friendship begins to splinter beneath the weight of her silence. When a ghost from Althea’s training resurfaces — a man who once called her his greatest weapon — the careful balance at St. Valen’s shatters. Fear tightens its grip. Loyalties fracture. And the girl with the storm in her blood must decide: to remain a shadow … or burn the world that built her.

Hindi makatarungan ang pagaaruga ng kanilang mga magulang sa kanilang magkapatid. Mas pinapaburan ng mga ito ang kanyang kakambal. Nang dahil lamang sa isang kasunduan, itinakda ang kanyang kapatid sa isang lalaki. Sa araw ng kasal ay nakiusap si Bella sa kanya na siya ang humalili rito upang itali sa lalaking kailanman ay hindi niya pa nakikita ang mukha. Nabuhay siyang malungkot at nag-iisa sa loob ng mga taong siya ay may asawa na. Taliwas ito sa kanyang nakasanayang pamumuhay bilang isang suwail na anak. Nakukuha lamang nitong suportahan siya sa kaniyang mga pinansyal na pangangailangan. Dahil rito parang nabuhay ulit ang dating siya. Hindi siya makakapayag na maging sunod-sunuran sa lalaking kailanman ay hindi niya pa nakikilala. Parang nakikisama sa kanya ang pagkakataon at nakadaupang-palad niya ang kanyang kababata na binigyan niya noon ng kanyang babasaging tsinelas at sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon ay hindi niya mapigilan ang tawag ng laman ng kanyang pumipintig na pagkababae. Handa na ba makipagsapalaran si Hyacinth Herrera sa init na kaniyang pinasok? Mananaig kaya ang sensasyong hatid ng kababatang si Thaddeus Siriad Vanesteri o ng asawang si Dairis Vaughn Conor?

I was the sole front desk clerk at a haunted hotel. Welcoming players, checking in on the bosses’ quarters, and slacking off a bit were all part of the job. At least, that was what I thought. It turned out my days were far from ordinary. A blood-drenched little girl in a tattered red dress kept ringing the service bell. Her eerie voice echoed, “Miss, why didn’t you come play with me?” A creepy black cat with glowing eyes wouldn’t stop meowing and rubbing against my legs. And then there was the old woman with claws like knives, cheerfully knitting me a sweater… out of players’ skin. One day, I took a day off to care for my sick mother. That was my biggest mistake. The entire game instance erupted in chaos. Bosses interrogated players, demanding to know where their precious front desk clerk had gone. “Did she abandon us? Is she never coming back?” I ran. They chased. But no matter how fast I fled, their grip on me only tightened. In the end, escape wasn’t an option.

El hotel me llamó para recordarme de forma sutil que anoche olvidé pagar los condones que usé, y que ya habían descontado el importe de mi tarjeta de membresía. Yo estaba algo confundida; ayer trabajé horas extras hasta muy tarde, ni siquiera estuve en un hotel. Pregunté a mi esposo, el único que sabía el número de mi tarjeta, sobre qué demonios había pasado. Él me miró con cara de total desconcierto. —Cariño, esa habitación cuesta más de diez mil la noche, ¿cómo iba yo a gastar eso? Seguro que fue un error del sistema. —Habrá sido alguien que ingresó mal el número de la membresía. Mañana iré a poner una queja. Ya no perdí el tiempo hablando con él. La inversora de ese hotel es Ángela, mi mejor amiga. Le llamé directamente. —Querida, ayúdame a revisar con quién demonios se registró Víctor Soto anoche. ¡Voy a pillarlo en la infidelidad!

Have you ever lived a life that looked perfect—but felt like nothing? Felt yourself slipping away every day… yet still couldn’t call that life your own? Well, Serena Beckett has. The perfect daughter. The perfect wife. Invisible in her own story. Born into a wealth she was never allowed to claim. Married into a life she didn’t choose, but ended up loving endlessly as she thought she could finally have a thing of her own. Until the night her husband walks in with a stranger… and divorce papers. That night, something breaks in her. And something far stronger takes its place. Serena doesn’t crumble. She doesn’t leave. Not until she decides who she really is—beyond the Beckett name, beyond the lies, beyond the mask she’s worn for far too long. Is she the girl her family tried to tame? The wife Eliot thought he could throw away? Or someone neither of them ever saw coming? And when Eliot finally sees her… Will it be too late?