Help Me Remember Corinne Michaels

“Now tell me who you belong to?” Rael rasped, their breaths mingling together. He was her sister's fiancé, yet here he was, fucking her like he owned her. The feeling of being on the bed of the man her sister plans on marrying next month brought a sense of accomplishment to her being. “I'm yours, Rael. Fuck! I'm yours!” she almost screamed with another hard jab of his waist. “Wrong answer.” he muttered, pulling out of her just as she had almost reached her peak. … Blood seeped out of her chest just moments before she saw the other side of her stepsister. The sister who she trust most had not only sold her out to be raped by men from the black market, but had also had her murdered her. Her boyfriend, whom she thought loved her the most, had also been cheating on her all along. Feeling betrayed, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes as she bled, yet there was nothing she could do. She died. But fate gives her a second chance, letting her go back in time a month before her sister's wedding. She will make everyone who hurt her pay. And the first step is stealing her sister's Fiancé, Rael Morgan–A billionaire known for being the coldest man in Country M. To own him and to watch her sister break, just like how she had broken. But never would she have expected things to turn out the way it did. He now owned her, refusing to let go. What starts as her own plot spirals into something darker. He possesses her. He makes her his woman.

"Hey, beautiful." I turned around slowly to see a guy approaching me from the party. "I'm not interested." "But, I am." He cackled. "Well, that's too bad, huh?" I laughed, leaning against the wall as my vision cleared a bit. "Shut up." "And why should she listen to you?" That's when I noticed Tyson leaning against the refrigerator with his arms crossed over his chest. "And who might you be?" The guy turned to face Tyson instead of me. "Her boyfriend?" "No, but I'm the guy who just fucked your mom, and she said I should tell you how much she enjoyed it since your father can't compare." "You're a dead man walking, punk!" The guy charged at Tyson. And next thing I knew, Tyson was pulling the guy up from the floor by his shirt and shoving him towards the exit, effortlessly. I smirked. ☆☆☆☆ Ashley, the daughter of a millionaire, moves to a new city and hopes for a fresh start. With her sharp wit, she often finds herself at the center of school drama, not by choice, but by circumstances. Intent on maintaining a low profile at her new campus, her plan quickly falls apart when she mistakenly parks her bike in a reserved spot. Tyson, the school's notorious bad boy, is not just a troublemaker, but he's the youngest gang leader to be a part of a powerful mafia, feared by many but understood by few. Despite his fearsome reputation in the streets while other leaders might see him as a mere boy, Tyson is fiercely loyal to his inner circle, showing a side of him that few ever see. What will happen when their paths cross? ☆☆☆☆ "𝑫𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎." ☆☆☆☆

⚠️ CONTENT WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content. Taboo and forbidden relationships. Stepfather/stepdaughter. Stepbrother/stepsister. Father-in-law. Age gap. Dubious consent. Possessive and controlling men. Stalking. Dark obsession. Power imbalance. Boss/employee. Mafia. Enemies. Jealousy. Degradation. Praise kink. Rough sex. Multiple partners. Cheating (not between main characters). Morally grey everything. This is not for good girls. Good girls don't read this. Good girls don't wonder what it would feel like to get caught, pinned, owned. Good girls don't lie awake thinking about the man they're not supposed to want — the stepfather who looks at them like a problem he's decided to solve, the stepbrother who knows exactly what he's doing, the boss who makes the air thin every time he walks into the room. If you're a good girl, close this now. Still here? Good. Make Me Scream, Daddy is a collection of filthy, unhinged, no-apology erotica for the woman who wants it wrong, wants it rough, and wants it with a man who has absolutely no business giving it to her. These are short stories, not slow burns. There is no waiting. There is no fade to black. There is only the moment things tip over the edge — and then everything that comes after. Stepdads who stop pretending. Stepbrothers who don't. Dangerous men who decided you were theirs before you even knew their name. Bosses who ruin the professional relationship on purpose. Stalkers who make you feel seen in ways that should terrify you and don't. These men are not good for you. That's the point. 100 chapters. Zero remorse. Read alone. Or with your little Rose.

Landon Mikaelson knew he made a terrible mistake when he let his wife out the door and out of his life permanently. It was supposed to be an arranged marriage between the both of them. A deal to act like a married couple for a year and a half but circumstances began to pave way for mutual feelings he didn't want. So he divorced her and let her go which turned his life around for the worse but something takes him to her door and making him plead for a second chance,a secret kept by her that changed their lives forever. What is it??. Well find out yourself.

Trigger warning: Matured content. Dark romance! ***** ~Jasper Morgan~ I hate him because he hates me. He's my first love, my bully. Yet, when his hatred turns into a burning obsession, I crave it, unable to live without it. Rhys' loathing has become my addiction, driving me to corrupt him, to claim him as my own. But what if he's just a beautiful nightmare? I can't let him go. ~Rhys Volkov~ I've never been drawn to men, never entertained the thought. Jasper Morgan was just a pawn in my vendetta against his father, who destroyed my life. I wanted to break him, shatter his perfection. But Jasper's twisted hate awakened something within me. I craved his scorn, his resentment. I wanted more than just revenge; I wanted him. His body, mind, and soul. He crossed the line. Now, nothing will stop me from possessing him. ******

The letters in "LIFE" are more to what we read meaning to, than they are. These are Nina's words when she steps beyond the boundaries that she thinks she couldn't. "How can I return to my husband's house without being recognized by him?" Well, Discover "The real me" in Nina's Story

MATURE CONTENT! 18 AND ABOVE ONLY!. (NOTE THAT THE BOOK STRONGLY CONSIST OF POSESSION,OBSESSION, DOMINATION AND MORE, WITH MORALLY GREY ML AND FL, PLEASE READ AT YOUR DISCRETION) I hated my life. Losing my home, my freedom, even the choice of who I should marry. My mother’s new bond forced me into a world I never wanted, one filled with Stronger wolves, rules, and a marriage to an Alpha prince I do not love. Then I met my uncle,he was My Alpha. The one man who was meant to be forbidden to me. He’s cruel and untouchable, but when his eyes find mine, I can’t breathe. When he corners me, my body betrays me. And at night… I dream of him. His hands, his mouth, the way he’d ruin me. I know it’s wrong. I know it's a sin. But I want it.

Blurb: "There was no need to utter the word rejection as you not loving and wanting me was enough to know I'm being rejected as your mate." Adassah Rumanoff has just turned eighteen when she finally meet him, the one the moon goddess made for her alone, but was already in love with another. As words of a song echo, "What do you get when you fall in love? You only get lies and pain and sorrow." The last book of our ‘Rejection’ series. Book 1: A Mate for the Latecomer Book 2: Rejecting Your Rejection Book 3: Lie To Me Alpha Note: All bks can be read as a standalone. Hope you enjoy reading!! Love Xox Nica

“ Keep your eyes open for me, princess. I want you to see how this pussy of yours is dripping with just my eyes on you. I want you to watch as I suck on this juicy pussy and I want you to look and never forget the way I am going to fuck you so hard and rough that you’ll no longer feel anything but me inside you. “ This book contains high sexual content and is not for the readers below the age of 18. I had always thought that I had a problem. Not that I could not feel aroused but because I was always horny, my pussy always dripping for the very man I should never think of moaning to, my father’s Cousin, Tristan Desmond. I had many plans for the day, going out and getting drunk in a club since my parents were out of town but none included getting caught touching myself moaning Tristan’s name by the man I should call my uncle. I have always had this crush on him that made me wet and I ended up touching myself to his name. No one had ever gotten me this aroused, this wild the way he did without even knowing. Soon …., I had realized that this was more than just lust. It was Love. I was determined to be with him and I could be as selfish in love as I could get but what I did not know that ……. Tristan Desmond was not just a normal person who was my uncle. He had a dark past, many secrets buried alive. He was a monster who ripped souls out of peoples bodies. He was not a good man but …. I craved him more, and was determined to own his body and … his soul.

My boyfriend's childhood friend got knocked up. To save her rep, Quentin Palmer married her. When I asked what that meant for me—and our baby—he stayed ice-calm. "Rainee's not like you. I'm all she's got. She wouldn't survive the gossip." Like I had anyone else? Like I wasn't carrying his baby too? Later, while people laughed behind my back about the "fatherless" kid I was having, Quentin just stood there—next to Rainee, silent. That's when it hit me—love comes with a pecking order. So I ended the pregnancy. Gave up my baby... all so he could play the hero for her.