Homelander Mirror Scene

Sujoy Khanna has always prided himself on being irresistible. He lives by one rule—love is a myth, and commitment is a trap. A notorious playboy, he doesn't believe in love—until the day he fell head over heels... for a cake. One bite, and he was smitten. Determined to find the baker behind the masterpiece, he crosses paths with Sneha—a breathtakingly beautiful woman who, to his shock, is completely immune to his legendary charm. The more she ignores him, the more obsessed he becomes. For the first time in his life, Sujoy is the one chasing. But just when he thinks he’s ready to trade in his carefree ways for something real, fate throws him a twist he never saw coming—a child in the park who is his mirror image. His dad wants him to marry the boy's mom. Now, Sujoy isn’t just fighting for Sneha’s heart—he’s unraveling a past he never knew existed. Can the ultimate playboy handle the ultimate surprise? Or will this be the one story where he’s not in control of the ending?

She walked in and stopped immediately she saw her reflection on the mirror and casted a deep smile within herself. A smile of self satisfaction. A lot has happened within this past few years, when she was sold as a bait of sex toy to a ruthless Alpha of all Alpha's, Ricky! How she managed to melt the heart of the cold hearted alpha and gave him love instead and a son as a blessing but that's the tip of the ice berg. On the day, Alpha Ricky was supposed to mark her as his lawfully mated Luna. He flee and rejected her mercilessly. Now, she's turn to her revenge, she's no longer the weak girl anymore, she's now the Luna of Zion pack, she has grown into a powerful lady that has men crawl to her feet. Her name is Laura Nikita! Author's note: Dear Readers, this is not a regular Lovey dovey romance as usual from me, this is about vengeance, abused and forced sex. Avoid it at all cost,if you're weak hearted. I warned you after all...

Every woman who marries into the Ardhana family dies on her wedding night. Alika, a quiet orphan with no memory of her origins, receives an unexpected marriage proposal from Damar Ardhana—a wealthy heir known for his cold demeanor and the dark rumors surrounding his bloodline. The townspeople whisper of a curse. Seven brides. Seven deaths. All on the first night. Alika doesn’t believe in superstitions—until she finds herself standing in front of an ancient mansion atop a mist-covered hill, saying vows to a man who won’t meet her gaze. That night, she hears whispers behind the walls. Sees a bride in the mirror who isn’t her. And remembers fragments of a life she never lived. Something isn’t right. Something inside this house wants her dead. But something else… wants her to remember. Now, trapped between a marriage she can’t escape and a past that won’t stay buried, Alika must uncover the truth before she becomes the next name on the gravestone. Because this curse doesn’t kill at random. It kills for a reason.

She came back from the dead to get even! Evie Hunter was from a world where divine inheritance could place anyone at the top— but it also caused her downfall. Betrayed by people she considered family, she ended up as a sacrifice to the demon gate. But she didn't die. She woke up in the body of Evely Hunt, the girl she used to only see from the mirror— the girl whose tragic fate was now in her hands to change. Vengeance! To thank the girl, she vowed to seek revenge on everyone who harmed her— her family, her friends as she searched for ways to return to her world to seek justice for herself. But when she met the girl's fiancé, André de Lancy, the legendary blackhearted business tycoon, she got confused. In the girl’s memories, her fiancé was an invalid who was indifferent to the world. Why did it seem that he looked happy to see her? Why did it seem like he knew her? Also, why did it seem as if he was also not human like her?

During a critical heart transplant, my doctor husband insisted his intern assist despite her garish nail art compromising the sterile field. When I called her out, he abandoned the patient mid-surgery to comfort her. I begged him to return, but he snapped, "Giselle is upset. Can't you wait? This is nothing compared to her feelings." 40 minutes later, the patient bled out and died. Later, they discovered that he was our highly respected mayor and placed the blame on me. "If it weren't for you causing a scene and kicking us out of the operating room, the mayor wouldn't have bled to death. This is all your fault!" Defenseless, I was sentenced to life in prison, tortured, and died in agony. My husband and his intern walked down the aisle, enjoying their happy life. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of that fateful surgery.

Leaving my birth home seemed like the most difficult decision until I have to adapt as the Alpha of a Pack I know nothing about. When erroneous and jeopardizing choices streaks into the Pack, it seems as if a mass of perilous bombs revolves around the Sphere. My life is taking a bad turn and Phyllis does not give me a moment of slack. She wants to groom a strong, defensive Alpha and I see all her effort crashing when my Mate dies. Yet in the heart of these inevitable occurrences, not only do I find myself flanked by my mating bond and the gripping snare of a furtive woman. I also realize that I am wedged between the plights of a reincarnated Mephistophelean searching for his rebirthed lover and a savage witch striving to rouse her Queen from an infinity curse. Caveat: Detailed smut scene, flecks of same-sex smut~

Selina Morrison was a Tomboy to the bones. She was repulsed by men but not until she met Brian Rivers. Brian swung into her life like a knight and melted down the walls of her cold heart. Selina couldn’t help falling in love with him. She gave up her fortune just to be with him and helped him rise to a prestigious CEO. After three years when Selina was expecting Brian to sweep her off her feet and give her a ring, she walked into a public scene of her boyfriend kissing another woman. That woman was her best friend. Torn by Brian’s and her friend's cruel betrayer, Selina swore off loving another man. She returned to a Die-hard tomboy and vowed revenge on Brian. But what if bedding the hot sexy Billionaire Travis Scott, seems to be the only way to achieve the revenge she so much desired?

Two years of marriage. Two years of trust. Two years of secrets I never knew existed. I thought I was coming home to the man I married—surprising Nathan after my work trip ended early. Instead, I stood frozen in the doorway of our bedroom, watching my husband tangled in the sheets with someone I never expected. Someone whose face I only caught a glimpse of before she bolted—running out the back like a ghost escaping the scene of a crime. But I know that face. I’ve seen it every day of my life. Felt its presence in my laughter, my tears, my memories. That night shattered everything. The perfect husband. The perfect life. All of it was a carefully crafted illusion built on lies. Now, nothing is what it seems—and I have no idea where this road will take me.

PART 1 OF PERVERTED LITTLE ME SERIES WARNING⚠️ This book is sorely for erotica and BDSM lovers. Don’t have other thought! Yes, It’s smut story but not what you are thinking bro. Each chapter of this Diary are fiction stories of diverse sexual landscapes of characters. Imagine this as reading someone’s diary but not just one person…. You know what I mean? As this book unfolds, several sexual escapades that got you as the reader recollecting some great memories. I mean wet memories. This book is not written to scorn or abuse anyone, LBGTQ or Straight, this book doesn’t judge anyone its sorely for entertainment purposes. Imagine reading a high school girl diary of how she fucked her nerd professor? Just imagine the scene, PS… This is not for children, too hot to handle for nerds too… only a psycho can hop on…..

I've been in a relationship with Ralph Green for seven years. However, he tells me he's sick of me. He finds himself a younger and prettier woman. I don't break down or cause a scene this time. I merely turn and leave. He's confident that I won't leave him because of how much I love him. Later, he finally finds a way to contact me. "Has it been fun pretending like you've gone missing, Mabel? Hurry up and come back once you've had enough of this fit." I'm not awake. The person beside me, Ambrose Steele, takes my phone away. He holds the phone up and deliberately leans down to kiss my cheek. "Mabes can't come to the phone. She's exhausted from last night."