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When hockey superstar Jake Sullivan's career crashes, the last thing he expects is to find his ex-girlfriend Emma scrubbing floors in his new office building eight years after she crushed his heart and disappeared without a trace. But Emma's hiding more than just her identity; she's been raising his son in secret, a handsome boy with Jake's piercing blue eyes and natural talent on the ice. Now that the truth is out, Jake will stop at nothing to claim his family, even if it means facing the powerful enemies who tore them apart and proving that some love is worth fighting for, no matter how many years have passed.

Selama belasan tahun, Airélle Panemorfi menjalani hidupnya sebagai manusia biasa. Menamatkan sekolah menengahnya di Chicago, hangout bersama teman-temannya, dan banyak hal lainnya. Sampai ketika saatnya tiba. Saat dimana tanah kelahirannya memanggilnya, dunia fantasi yang tak pernah disangka-sangkanya. Barulah manusia biasa itu mengetahui segala keistimewaan atas kelahirannya. All Rights Reserved DON’T & STOP PLAGIA(T)RISME !

Just a moment ago, after nearly bleeding to death, I gave the Rossi family their heir. But my husband, Carter, the Rossi's underboss, let his confidante, Sofia, film me giving birth just because she said she was bored. She captured everything: me losing control of my body, my screams, my face twisted in agony. Afterward, she took screenshots, turned them into memes, and passed them around a private group chat for the family's inner circle. Through the door of my hospital room, I could hear Sofia's wild laughter. "Carter, this is the best entertainment all year. You always know just what I want." "But Sloane's going to throw a fit when she wakes up and sees it." The anesthesia hadn't worn off yet. My eyelids were heavy, and through the haze, I heard Carter's usual, nonchalant tone. "She won't get really mad. You know Sloane. She always does what I tell her." "I'll just have to sweet-talk her a little. Besides, with the heir here now, she wouldn't leave me." My fingers, hidden beneath the silk sheets, clenched into a fist. My mind flooded with everything I had given up for him over the years. Carter had probably forgotten who made him the man who runs these streets. Since you love games so much, I'll play a real one with you. The day I walk away, you will all regret it.

🔞🔞🔞 My name doesn't matter. My filthy urges do. I came home from work. The bedroom door was half open. My husband was there, pounding into some woman on our bed, his cock slamming in and out, deep and rough. I should have screamed. Instead my pussy clenched hard. I stood frozen, watching every thrust. My hand slipped under my skirt on its own. Fingers circled my clit as he fucked her right in front of me. He glanced over. “You like watching my cock stretch her?” I rubbed faster. “Don’t stop,” I whispered. Then I came shaking, eyes locked on him pounding her. *** 69 Dripping Fantasies is sixty-nine raw taboo stories. Wives catching husbands cheating and getting soaked instead of angry. Step-family secrets whispered in quiet. Glory holes that fill fast. Honeymoon wife swaps sparked by one dumb dare. Older rich men taking total control. Professors crossing every forbidden line. Husband’s best friends sneaking in. Strangers who follow, then fuck hard. Group nights in dark clubs. Cucks cleaning up every last drop. *** I’m on my knees. One thick cock buried deep in my throat, making me gag. The woman behind me squeezes my tits until it hurts so good. Her tongue between my ass, teasing, no cock has filled my pussy or ass yet. But I’m trembling, dripping, seconds from squirting everywhere. Two massive black cocks wait their turn, and her presence makes it filthier… hotter. I never knew I craved this so badly. *** No soft romance. Just dirty yeses where no should be. Sixty-nine stories. Sixty-nine surrenders. Read if you’re brave. These pages might leave you wet, jealous, horny… or secretly think of your own filthy fantasies when nobody’s watching. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Erika Chandra siswi cerdas di SMU Nusa Bangsa dikenal sebagai anti K-Pop dan segala hal yang berbau Korea. Prestasinya yang menonjol, selalu dijadikan contoh teladan bahwa menjadi fangirl tidak akan menghasilkan prestasi apa-apa. Tetapi yang tidak diketahui banyak orang, Erika adalah fangirl kelas kakap. Di kamarnya ia memiliki kotak harta karun dan mengidolakan seorang aktor Korsel, Kim Jae Min. Bahkan Eri membuat akun medsos khusus untuk fangirling. Fangirling adalah cara Eri untuk melarikan diri dari kesedihan karena ketidakakuran kedua orang tuanya yang baru saja bercerai. Dunia halu Eri mendekati nyata ketika SK Agency—manajemen Kim Jae Min—mengumumkan audisi menulis untuk beberapa negara. Pemenangnya akan mendapat pelatihan khusus di Jepang. Menjadi salah satu pemenang membuka kesempatan Eri untuk bertemu idolanya. Masalahnya, Kim Jae Min tak sebaik penampilan luarnya. Eri akhirnya merasakan kerasnya dunia fangirl sesungguhnya. Apakah ia akan survive? Nyawa Eri bisa saja jadi pertaruhan.

I bet you’ve heard the story about the secretary falling head over heels for her boss; that’s me, but what happens when you have unforgettable with someone without knowing he is your boss? That’s me; I got invited to a party that ended up being a birthday party with a dungeon theme, weird, I know, tell me about it, but I finally let my hair down and enjoyed exploring my sexuality with the most intense men I have ever met. My boss, Richard Ashford, Mr. Billionaire CEO himself, he is intense, dominating, cocky, and arrogant, but he makes me feel like the most important woman in the world. Behind closed doors, he is the most fantastic lover. I wish the world could see him the same way I do. I am not ready for dating after everything I have been through. But he is. He wants to show Manhattan’s elite that I am his, but I don’t want to be in the spotlight. I like being anonymous. His life is covered by every newspaper and magazine. That’s what happens when you own most of New York’s media companies.

Ich war im achten Monat schwanger, und die Wehen setzten ein, doch mein Alpha-Gefährte Damien sperrte mich in einen Silberkäfig im Keller, um die Geburt hinauszuzögern. Als ich um Hilfe schrie, sagte er nur, ich solle warten. Denn die Gefährtin seines verstorbenen Bruders, Victoria, brachte am selben Tag ihren Welpe zur Welt. Der Seher des Rudels hatte vorhergesagt, dass nur der erstgeborene Welpe von Mondgöttin gesegnet und zum zukünftigen Alpha werden würde. „Der Titel gehört Victorias Welpe“, sagte er. „Sie hat Marcus verloren. Sie hat nichts. Du hast bereits all meine Liebe, Elena. Der Silberkäfig wird dafür sorgen, dass du nach ihr entbindest.“ Die Wehen waren eine Folter. Ich flehte ihn an, mich in die Klinik zu bringen. Er packte mein Kinn und zwang mich, ihn anzusehen. „Hör auf, so zu tun. Ich hätte wissen müssen, dass du mich nie geliebt hast. Alles, was dir je wichtig war, sind Reichtum und Status!“ „Nur um deine Wehen zu erzwingen und zu stehlen, was meinem Neffen zusteht … Du bist wirklich böse.“ Blass und zitternd flüsterte ich: „Der Welpe kommt, ich kann es nicht aufhalten. Bitte, ich leiste einen Bluteid. Die Erbschaft ist mir egal. Ich liebe nur dich!“ Er spottete. „Wenn du mich lieben würdest, hättest du Victoria nie in diesen Vertrag gedrängt, um das Geburtsrecht ihres Welpen aufzugeben. Ich hole dich ab, wenn sie entbunden hat. Schließlich ist das in dir auch mein Welpe.“ Er bewachte Victorias Kreißsaal. Erst als er das Neugeborene in ihren Armen sah, erinnerte er sich an mich. Er befahl seinem Beta, mich freizulassen. Doch die Stimme des Beta bebte. „Luna… und der Welpe… sie sind tot.“ Und in diesem Moment verfiel Damien der Wildheit.

Noé et sa petite sœur Brenda se retrouvent dans un nouveau quartier où ils rencontrent deux jeunes comme eux qui sont aussi frère et sœur: Joël et Sandrine. Les quatre vivent une enfance incroyable!

Rafandra adalah menantu miskin dan selalu direndahkan, tetapi sebenarnya dia memiliki identitas dan kecerdasan yang tidak biasa. Setelah semuanya terbuka, istri dan mertuanya memohon-mohon kepadanya. "Tolong jangan tinggalkan aku, Suamiku." "Kami bersalah. Maafkan kami. Apa yang harus kami lakukan agar kau tetap bersama Anakku? Berlutut pun aku rela."

"You’re afraid of what you did? No, Jax. You’re afraid of how much you liked it." Ryker has always played to win. On the ice, in the locker room, even when it comes to protecting Jaxon, the best friend he’s wanted for longer than he’ll admit. But Jaxon is off-limits. Not just because he’s straight, not just because he’s Ryker’s teammate, but because he’s with Erin, Ryker’s sister. Then one night shatters everything. A mistake. A moment of weakness. A touch that should have never happened. Jaxon won’t talk about it. Won’t look at him the same way. Won’t break up with Erin. And Ryker? He should walk away. Should hate him for it. But instead, he keeps getting pulled back in, because Jaxon may be lying to himself, but his body tells a different story. Lust turns to obsession. Friendship to something jagged and raw. And as their secret spirals into something darker, Ryker realizes one thing. Some forbidden things aren’t just dangerous. They’re inevitable.