I Hate That We Didn't Make It To Forever

Years ago, Bianca Russell was just a frightened girl, cornered by danger, when a mysterious boy, Marcello Rossi, stepped in and saved her. His price for rescuing her wasn’t money or gratitude—he claimed her as his own, binding her to a promise she could never forget. But when tragedy struck and her mother’s death forced her to flee the city, she left everything behind—including him. Now, she’s back, working her first shift at the elite Silver Stork club. But trouble finds her again when a powerful mafia boss sets his sights on her, unaware she already belongs to another. Just when she thinks she’s trapped, Marcello reappears—the boy who once saved her, now a man, dark, powerful, and determined to reclaim what’s his. Now owned by two dangerous mafia bosses, Bianca must decide: Will she surrender to the man who once owned her, or follow her heart and fight for her freedom?

Rafael Valentino holds a burning grudge against his former partner. Edgar Marvelo, the scheming man who embezzled millions of dollars and brought their branch of the company crashing down. Edgar disappeared without a trace. The opportunity for revenge comes when Aurora Marvelo, Edgar's only daughter, returns from Paris. Aurora knows nothing of her father's crimes, let alone the hatred Rafael harbors for his family. Rafael demands that Aurora repay her father's debt, not with money, but with her freedom, her choices, even her pride. Now, Aurora is trapped working under Rafael's control. Amidst the pressure and conflict, can the seeds of love grow from the soil filled with vengeance?

I was married to Chad Caldwell for ten years. I met all his girlfriends during our marriage. Whenever he got bored and wanted to move on, I was his best excuse. "If you marry me, you'll end up like her. Too familiar and no spark left." On our anniversary, I wiped tears for his latest ex, a college girl, while he was at the movies with his new fling. She used up a pack of tissues, and I seemed to see my old self in her. Afterward, I asked Chad for a divorce. He was confused. "Why not wait a bit? Maybe I'll turn over a new leaf." I gave a faint smile but said nothing. Instead, I booked a plane ticket and flew across the ocean. If he wouldn't turn around, I'd take the first step.

Michaela Brielle Lendioza is an architecture student who just wants to graduate to achieve her parent's dream of becoming an architect. But because of that one night when something happened that she did not expected. She met Alexander Jaze Corpuz, the man who she surrender herself to. She kept forgetting that one night thing that happened. Not until she crossed path with the guy that she keep escaping. Will she be able to bare the upcoming consequence of her actions?

Isla Thatcher has given up everything she has ever loved: her looks, her confidence, and her passion for dance. The day a drunk driver takes her mother is the day her beautiful life turns bleak, and to make it all worse, she gains a personal bully. Ace Huxley, star hockey player and captain, has rigid good looks and he will do anything to pick on Isla Thatcher and remind her that her life is miserable. There has never been a particular reason why, but anyone would find someone as mysterious as her weird. But what happens on the day they are reunited, but only one can recognize the other? Isla has regained her confidence and is ready to take life head-on with everything she has missed, but she never expected she would also be given the chance of a lifetime - to bully the bully!

Jae Kyung is a True Alpha, born to dominate, fight and conquer. He never bends to anyone and he never accepts defeat. Even if he is losing, he will go down fighting. So, when he gets forced into an arranged marriage, he finds a new opponent: Anya Morgan, his new wife. His future Luna. Does she think he'll just accept this arrangement? Hell no. He NEVER goes down without a fight. He will make this marriage as painful as possible for his new opponent until he comes out victorious. But sooner rather than later, Jae finds himself realizing that victory isn't always sweet, because Anya turns out to be his Fated Mate. And now she hates him. Jae Kyung was definitely born to dominate, fight and conquer, but he will have to bend this time. He will have to redeem himself to get his Fated Mate back. But Anya is more than a foolish girl now, she is a strong woman. Will she accept the bond after everything her cruel ex-husband put her through?

"Don’t worry, Sister," Lorenzo says. "Our dirty little secret is safe with me. Infact, it is already forgotten. It wasn't even that memorable. Just a few lousy sex." I gape at him, not wanting to believe the words coming out of his mouth. This isn't the Lorenzo I knew. It's like he changed to this cruel bastard standing in front of me. What happens next is out of character. It's like someone takes over my body and controls me. I don't even think about it, I just act. The slap I give to him across his face lands with a crack that draws the attention of passersby who murmur and point at us as they pass away, probably wondering who the crazy bitch is. I back away from Lorenzo in horror, my now throbbing palm held in my other hand like I just touched a hot pan. Lorenzo brings a hand to his cheek which is now spotting an angry red color and stares at me in shock then he laughs, the sound bitter and cutting through the still night's air. "When did Little Miss perfect get feisty?" He drops his hands and eyes me, a leering look in his eyes. "Maybe I shouldn't have been so quick to dump you." He rubs his jaws, still eying me. "Who knows, you might have brought this attitude to bed. It would have definitely made things more exciting." I hate him so much.

"I think we were meant to be but we did it wrong." Life's not fair. Daisy has always known that. Abandoned by her parents right after her birth, she never knew what love was supposed to feel like. Yet, years later love finds its way to her and she finds herself falling for her husband who claims to hate her. Elijah Kingston doesn't do love. He despises the very concept of it. But when his heart starts beating for his closed-off wife, he doesn't seem to hate that feeling anymore. But his paranoia wins over and he leaves her, making her life miserable in the process. 5 years later, she's back asking for a favor that can end in only one possible way. Damnation. But whose?

“You’ve been imagining me doing this to you, huh, toy? Making you scream and cum?” he taunted, his fingers fucking me harder, his grip unrelenting. They shouldn’t want it. They shouldn’t do it. But they always do. This collection dives deep into the dirtiest corners of desire, obsession, control, and the thrill of being caught. Every story pushes boundaries, blurring lines between danger and ecstasy, pain and pleasure, power and surrender. The women in this book want to be fucked in every hole to cum relentlessly and fucked till they have cum dripping down their legs. Make Me Wet is dark, explicit, and unapologetically filthy, a forbidden fantasy you’ll wish was real. So sit back, relax and of course get wet!

My family was the wealthiest in River City, with assets worth trillions. On my eighteenth birthday, my brother, Calvin Chester, gifted me an entire jewelry production line while my parents built a private museum and named it after me. The greatest hardship I’d ever faced? Learning how to spend my inheritance. Then I met Dario Darwin. For him, I cut ties with my family and helped him build his empire from scratch. But when I was three months pregnant, he demanded I drink on behalf of his assistant, Fran Fallon, a woman “slumming it” as an intern while secretly being the heiress to another fortune. “Stop pretending,” he sneered. “You’re not like Fran, raised in pampered luxury. You’re older, so act like it and take care of your juniors!” Then, to the clients leering around the table, “My wife’s just being dramatic. She can hold her liquor. Don’t hold back—pour her another!” Amid their jeers, he left with Fran, abandoning me to a room of drunken men. Years of sacrifice, only to be humiliated. I scheduled an abortion and called him. “We’re done.” Through the phone, Fran’s simpering voice chimed in, “It’s my fault that Clea is upset… I should quit and go home to my family’s billions.” “Ignore her. She’s faking it,” Dario cooed back. On the day Dario signed the divorce papers, my parents and Calvin came to take me home. Our marriage came to an end, but his tragedy was about to begin.