Hazbin Hotel Adam Fanfiction

BLURB: Life from Kova made Lilysaint realize it was better to stay with men for fun than invest an emotion that must later hurt. Working as a supervisor in a prodigious hotel which belonged to Brucha, Lily stepped out to fulfill the inner crave that had passively laid dormant in her for years: which was seducing men, prominent men for a hobby. The show that happened within Lily’s wanton heart gave no room to think about marriage which was what Brucha wanted from her. The night of seventh seduction played a vital role in creating a mind shift in Lily to realize that only Brucha had wanted her for good. But this realization seemed to be happening late as another woman, Selina Nascar, now had a place in the lonely life of Brucha. Now, there is an intense task for Lily to play the game of seduction for what used to freely belong to her. Was this going to be easy with unrelenting Selena as a nightmare to her

From dodging airborne slot machines to an unplanned swim in the fountain of a luxury hotel, it's safe to say that a trip to Las Vegas doesn't go as Carrie Blair had planned it to. A part-time teacher by day and an artist by night, Carrie thought that a fun, relaxing weekend in Vegas with her best friend was exactly what the two of them needed to unwind. Instead, her presence in the city of lights attracts the attention of a rival Alpha. Luca Ronan thunders into Carrie's life with plenty of demands and expectations of his new mate. Unfortunately for him, Carrie isn't one to fold under pressure-even when it's applied by the most intimidating Alpha in the country. Stubborn and determined, Carrie puts as much space between her and Luca as she can. But how long can she remain ill-willed against the charm and passion that comes with the formidable Alpha she has been destined to love?

Sandra thought that she had the perfect life; she was inarguably one of the most sought-after models in the country and married to the nation's heartthrob, Lucas Hudson, CEO of Hudson's enterprises. Then a string of events led her to an exclusive hotel room where her husband, whom she had loved without restraint for the past 3 years, was in bed with another woman. He claims to be innocent, and he is unaware that Sandra had been drugged and assaulted, but the stage had already been set by someone who had desired her for years and now finally had a chance to penetrate her life. But when she thinks that all is over with Lucas and that chapter of her life, she finds out that she's pregnant with triplets, 5 years go by and fate brings him to her city entangling their paths once again, Will they be able to find each other once more, or is their love doomed to fail?

“I will always remind you about this, I am not your husband, and I will never be yours. The only reason why I’m even here in the first place is because of that little bun in your tummy. So get that straight.” He said to me and walked out. It took the will in me not to break down. A one-night stand. Two drunk individuals, what more could go wrong? It came as a shock to Dalia when she woke up and found herself in the same hotel room as the client she and boss had come to convince to sign a contract deal. Dalia and Eros, the hot billionaire tycoon, decide to keep a secret and never speak about what had happened that night. That is, until a baby shows up and Eros and Dalia are forced to get married. Now, it is left to Dalia to figure out a way to deal with the troubles that come with being the wife of a billionaire.

Ashley Simpson was supposed to be married to her father's choice — George Chulley, the son of the Oil Magnate on Christmas Eve but fate had different plans. On the night of their engagement party, a day before their wedding, Ashley is told to meet her soon-to-be husband, George Chulley in his hotel room to show her loyalty. Before she goes over, she gets drunk. Her drunken state leads her to enter the wrong room. The room of Alex Wayne — The Billionaire owner of Wayne's enterprise. She and the billionaire have a rendezvous. In the course of their sex, Virgin Ashley falls in love, but she is not the only one. When she wakes up, he is no longer there. Ashley is from the drug dealers world while Alex is from the corporate world. Alex and Ashley's rendezvous takes them on a path of sizzling love and adventure. In the end, would their love be worlds apart?

18+ Skin. Sweat. Surrender. No apologies. Just the filthy, holy truth of what we do when the lights are off. In the hush between heartbeats, desire speaks its own language. These stories peel back the skin of restraint to reveal the raw, trembling want beneath - hands that linger too long, mouths that confess what daylight forbids, bodies that remember every sin they were never supposed to commit. From velvet-shadowed hotel rooms to rain-slicked backseats, from whispered commands to wordlessly surrender, from collars that lock with a soft click to knees that bruise beautifully on marble, from words like "please" and "good girl" to the moments we steal when no one is watching... and the ones we can't stop replaying even when they are filthy. No slow burns. No fade to black. Just wet mouths, spreading thighs, fingers that don't ask permission, and orgasms that leaves teeth marks.

Ruby Rose Castillo, a twenty eight years old hardworking secretary at Whitlock's Group of Company, due to the influence of alcohol, she bravely accepted a dare of her friend to kiss the most handsome man in the bar. Upon laying eyes on Adam Whitlock, she was convinced that he was the most handsome man...not just in the bar but also in the whole world. So, without any hesitation, she kissed him. When her lips touched his. She become mindless. She wanted him to touch her intimately. She wanted to devour the man who made her body burn. She wanted to taste the decadence that was Adam. And that kiss turned into a hot and intimate encounter at the backseat of his car. He claimed her body, made her taste heaven, made her shout in ecstacy and made her a woman. After that night, she wanted to forget the man who made her climax. She wanted to convince herself that everything's happened was just a dream. But how can she forget him...when the next day that she meet her new boss...it was Adam...the man who pleasured him last night.

I found my boyfriend in bed with two women on what was supposed to be our anniversary. Heartbroken and humiliated, I did something I never thought I'd do—I spent one unforgettable night with a mysterious stranger at a hotel bar. Six weeks later, I'm pregnant. And I have no idea who the father is. Until I walk into my new job at Sterling Corporation and come face-to-face with Alexander Sterling—the ruthless, devastatingly handsome CEO who also happens to be my ex-boyfriend's father. He wants to claim me. Protect me. Own me. But loving Alexander means declaring war on his son, risking everything I've worked for, and navigating a scandal that could destroy us both. They say forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest. I'm about to find out if it's worth the price.

During a fight with my husband, he shoved me. My stomach bumped into the couch’s armrest. Just then, his childhood friend called him, sobbing. “Caleb, hurry, come to Cloudpeak Hotel and save me! My boss got me drunk, and now he’s forcing me to serve our client…” I nearly blacked out from the twisting pain in my stomach. I begged him to take me to the hospital. However, my husband said, “There’s a life at stake here! Can you not be so cruel?” He left, slamming the door behind him. I had no choice but to call for an ambulance. That night, he spent the night with his childhood friend, while I lay in the operating theater, undergoing emergency surgery. Good news, Caleb Gordon! You'd never have children again! Weren’t you glad? You deserved it!

Three years ago, Ivy Valmonte married Julian Blackwood to save her family from ruin. The night before the wedding, she let Sebastian ruin her instead, on the marble floor of the wine cellar while the rehearsal dinner carried on upstairs. It never stopped. Stolen nights in hotel suites, quick and brutal sex in the back of limousines, whispered threats and promises while Julian slept down the hall. They hated each other for it. They lived for it. Now Julian is dead, the will has been read, and the empire is split: 60% to Ivy. 40% to Sebastian. Only one of them can gain interest. Only one of them can destroy the other. They declare war in boardrooms by day, and tear each other apart in bed by night, because some addictions are stronger than hate, and some secrets are worth killing for. Love was never the problem. It was the price.