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🔞⚠️Rated 18+ | Mature Content Warning This book is for adults only. It contains explicit sex, strong language, and mature themes. Read at your own risk or pleasure. Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection} brings you a mix of raw, unapologetic short stories where fantasies aren’t just imagined, they’re lived. Behind every door is a moment where control slips, tension snaps, and pleasure takes over. Strangers meet with one goal. Ex-lovers face what’s still unfinished. Friends cross lines they swore they never would. These stories are fast, hot, and messy in the most erotic way. You’ll find dominant men who don’t ask twice, women who want more and don’t hide it, and nights that blur into mornings with no regrets. There’s no slow burn here. No holding back. Just skin, heat, and the kind of desire that won’t wait. If you want stories that hit hard, turn you on, make you sexually aroused, leave you wanting more and breathless, Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection} is for you.

I once thought Jareth was the love of my life. He said "Mom's in the hospital," but then turned around and kissed Lily in the VIP seats at the concert; when his bipolar disorder flared up, he was violent with me, but then told Lily, "You’re such a good girl"; he had videos with Lily saved on his phone, and in the chat records, he called me "the cold, emotionless finance robot." Five years of love, ruined in his lies and betrayals. He thought I would cry and scream, but all I did was watch him finish his final act. When he knelt on the ground and said, "I was wrong," what I handed him was the merger agreement: "Sign it. This is the first debt you owe me." Those broken hearts will eventually turn into sharp blades that will pierce him. And I will rise from the ruins, living more beautifully than anyone else.

Two individuals with different stories, different emotions and different problems... They meet in a high school, one as a student, the other as an intern... How can they balance their views?

Three men who had no need of women in their lives got shocked when these women came into their lives. Three men Three maids Different stories

They say temptation is a sin. But what happens when temptation lives in your house, confesses in your church, or sleeps in the next room? Untamed Desires is a collection of ten forbidden stories that burn with lust, shame, and secrets too dark to confess. From stepfathers and best friends’ fathers to priests, professors, lovers who should never touch, irresistible male-male attraction, and more — each story drags you deeper into a world where boundaries are broken and the only rule is that there are none. These aren’t just love stories, they are obsessions. And once you start, you’ll understand why some sins were never meant to be forgiven.

Love? I don't know about that. That is the line you would always hear from a person who simply just wants to kill a topic about the word 'love'. Playing as it seems but it is indeed just the truth. You hear every stories you can get from people who are inlove. Starting from sharing stories down to sharing cupcakes. But what if you're the one who get to tell your own word of love? And it don't end well. Would it still be a masterpiece? Two chairs. Two students. Two books. Two lives. Would they still be two? What if the other one leaves?

My fiancé, Owen Lockhart, came from old money. He kept a canary in a gilded cage, spoiling her rotten. Just as I was about to break off the engagement with him, a barrage of comments suddenly popped up in my mind. [What did Owen do wrong? He just wanted to get your attention.] [Don't break up with him. All you need to do is shed a few tears, and he'll give you everything.] I turned my head, and through the window, I saw the canary in her high-end jewelry, smiling brightly as she hooked her arm around Owen's. He lazily lowered his eyes, yet his expression held a hint of indifference mixed with a subtle affection. I smiled bitterly, replying to the lawyer's message: [Go on with drafting the engagement annulment agreement.]

| R-18+ CONTENT | COMPLETED Arabella was an orphan. Sanay siyang mag-isa sa buhay lalo na at wala naman talagang nagtatagal sa kanya. Due to loneliness, she copes by reading stories; stories away from her painful reality. Kaya naman nang nagbukas ang kanyang mata at malaman na totoo ang transmigration sa mga libro ay halos magdiwang ito - lalo na at nangyari sa kanya! She transmigrated in her favorite BL book! But all of the rush excitement went down when she realized her situation. How will she survive in this world where she's the only girl to exist?

Brutal Explicit Naughty Seductive Hardcore Adult Sex Erotic Taboo Sexy Short Stories Compilation: Hot Brats, Age Gap, Dirty Family, Virgin First Time, Dark Romance. "I'm about to fuck your mouth, baby," he warns me, raising his eyebrows in anticipation of my response. "Mmm," I manage, with a mouth full of hard cock. His hand instantly grips my hair as his hips thrust forward, fast and hard. Pumping me like we're fucking, the tip of his cock slams into the back of my throat over and over, my filling with tears as I struggle to breathe with the obstruction. "Oh fuck!" he groans, and it's all worth it. He's freaky, I like that. And now it's a competition, who can outdo the other. I'm determined not to lose, and taking his thrusts down my throat is only the first step. His second hand drops to my head so he can grip me tightly, his hips surging forward rapidly. There's nowhere for me to go, I'm forced to take his jabs, and my eyes close as the tears build. "Look at me, baby. Let me see your eyes," he grunts and I do as he says.

It all began with a single post about canceling a food delivery order. Overnight, I became the internet's punching bag. Thousands of vicious messages flooded my inbox, filled with photoshopped memorials urging me to die. They doxxed my family, plastered my personal details across shady websites, and used AI to create obscene images of me, spreading them in vile chat groups. They spread lies about my income, claiming it came from illicit sources, and accused me of carrying diseases. I didn't call the police or block the messages. Instead, I read every hateful word before singling out the 100 worst offenders. Every day, I sent each one a luxurious meal: Boston lobster, Australian wagyu, the works. Each delivery came with a simple note: [Thank you for your hard work.]