Intense Smut

Li XingYue was a workaholic person whose priorities were to live free and independent, but her mom was determined to see her daughter getting married. Hoping that her daughter will successfully settle down with her lovely husband, XingYue’s mom wouldn’t take “no” as an answer. Unable to convince her mom to let her live freely, she had no choice but to do as her mom wished. Or did she? She signed a deal to reject each other on the wedding point with her soon-to-be husband, Xi song, a well-known surgeon. Despite the planning, they get tied together by the ever-tightening strings of fate, where XingYue and Xi Song find themselves drawing closer, despite their best efforts. Engaged in a never-ending battle of wits, fighting against the ties that bind them, but how long will they be able to resist the inevitable? Will they get divorced, or cupid will finally unite the duo?

He is born with no idea how to love others. The darkness and cruelty in his bones is his irreparable personality. But one day, God pitied him and planned to give a blooming moon to him. And there is a ray of light in his life from then on named 'ALDEN' But Destiny played with this poor man and he lost his love but now he is back after 4 years to take what belongs to him. "If there is an angel in the world, it must be like you", Kang DENNIS This is a boys love Story with mature content. Thank you ShineeSunshine ️

What happens when a Vampire falls in love with a human!!!. Anastasia had always dreamt of dancing with her superstar in a prom. However, a tragedy happens that claimed her life on Christmas day!. It's a thousand years now in vamparina and the sleepy princess suddenly wakes up in a human body. She needed to return to her world or else turns to ashes. Bodie who was a superstar, suddenly lost his fame. He needed a wealthy girl who he could dupe to get back his fame. She needed something!!! He needed something!!!. Join the mystic and romantic ride of the prince and the frog!!.

Deux inconnus dans un ascenseur en panne, entre deux étages d'un hôtel anonyme. Lui, les mains encore marquées par un récent accident. Elle, les lèvres teintées du rouge à lèvres qu'elle vient d'effacer nerveusement. Pas de noms. Pas d'histoires. Seulement l'espace exigu qui rétrécit à chaque expiration. L'électricité statique qui fait crépiter la laine. Un regard accroché à un poignet, une veine qui bat sous la peau fine. La chaleur devient palpable, suffocante. La première parole est un juron étouffé. Le premier contact n'est pas une main, mais un souffle contre une tempe. L'étreinte qui suit est une affaire de survie, une tentative désespérée de prouver qu'ils sont encore vivants face à l'étreinte de fer qui les emprisonne. C'est brutal, urgent, sans fioriture. Le cuir de sa ceinture laisse une marque sur sa hanche. L'agrafe de son collier lui griffe la nuque. Dans l'obscurité intermittente des lampes de secours, ils se dévorent. Chaque baiser est une question sans réponse, chaque morsure une ponctuation. Ils extirpent l'un de l'autre des gémissements qu'ils ne se connaissaient pas, des peurs qu'ils n'avouaient pas. Ils sont à la fois le remède et le poison, l'oxygène et la privation. Quand les lumières se rallument et que l'ascenseur repart avec un grondement sourd, ils se séparent comme on se scarifie. Aucune promesse. Juste l'odeur de l'autre sur la peau, indélébile. Elle sort à son étage, il descend au rez-de-chaussée. Leurs vies respectives les attendent, inchangées en apparence. Mais quelque chose a cédé. Quelque chose a brûlé. Et chacun, dans son silence, porte désormais la mémoire brûlante de cette chute libre partagée, de cet instant parfaitement égoïste et absolu où ils n'ont été que chair, pulsion et vérité crue.

Ils s’aiment comme on se noie : sans retenue, sans air, sachant que chaque vague les rapproche du fond. Leurs jours sont des nuits blanches, leurs caresses des batailles, leurs silences des aveux trop lourds. Puis un matin, sans un mot, elle part. Non par lassitude, mais par lucidité. Certains incendies sont trop beaux pour devenir des cendres. Elle emporte l’incendie entier dans sa poitrine. Une cicatrice à vif qui, désormais, éclaire toutes ses nuits. L’amour passe. L’intensité, elle, demeure.

Prologue After being married to the girl he thought was the love of his life, Maxwell yet couldn't seem to understand how things suddenly went wrong again. In a bit to overcome this sudden pain,he stumbled upon him, the one person who somehow was a stranger but yet was just to unique to him. In a fist to get over his wife,he had a one night stand and not with any other woman but with this strange guy... And this was were it all began... ** There is no possible way I am you, or I would become you sir," max shutter, but his voice sounded yet firm with a look of clarity. "Oh I see, why then do I see you fighting to resist me," Andrew replied staring deeply into his eyes, as his breath fanned his face... "Because if I was anything like you, then I would have known that a long time ago," he said refraining himself from pushing Andrew off his face, as a look of disgust plaster on his face making Andrew chuckled. "I'll love to see how long you can fight it, until them, I'll patiently wait for you to beg me to make love to you", he whispered into his ears, as his tongue licked the back of his ears causing him to shutter..

*This is a VERY dark, age-gap, stalker romance* What Harley Savage doesn't know is who he is or that he's been watching her for years. What he doesn't know is that on the night of their first encounter, she plans to end her life. Brixton Steele, her admirer, hates seeing the tortured, broken girl in front of him, so he devises a clever plan- or so he thinks—to whisk her away to the safety of his secluded house outside of city limits and keep her for himself. Forever. When she realizes she isn't going home anytime soon, she begins to accept her fate with the troubled, tattooed, Greek god, who wants nothing more than to save her precious soul. Captivity suits her well, though, and she finds herself not wanting to escape his terrifying clutches. Instead, she tries to help fix the broken shell of the man who kidnapped her, in hopes that he’ll be able to heal from the trauma that suffocated him for so long. They say everyone has that one person in their entire life who was made specifically for them. Is he her person? Is she his person? When two very different worlds collide, can they put each other's broken pieces back together and learn how to help each other heal? Or will his plan backfire and end with him losing the girl of his dreams, never getting a chance to try to save either of them from themselves?

เขาคือลูกชายของผู้มีพระคุณ...เขาคือคนที่อยู่สูงเกินกว่าจะเอื้อมถึง เขาเย็นชาและเขารังเกียจเธอมาตลอด แต่ทำไมวันนี้เขาถึงได้... สั่งให้คนที่เขารังเกียจมาตลอดอย่างเธอ... “จูบฉัน” “คะ?” “จนกว่าฉันจะพอใจ!”

WARNING: This novel contains a lot of mature erotic content that explores human desire, it's not for the weak. So take note please.  If you find it offensive you are free to leave now without even going further. Please don't say I didn't warn you. Some secrets are whispered, while some are moaned. You never say it out loud. Each ending chapter leaves you aching for more. It's a pure erotic collection and unfiltered passion. So, if you are uncomfortable with the explicit scenes that cross the boundaries, then I guess this book is not for you. I’m telling you now. I repeat  Because the book itself sounds dirty from the name like hell, what do you expect? Of course, it's a smut story that takes readers on an eclectic journey with a diverse sexual landscape of characters.  It is written for dark-minded adult readers who embrace fantasies and primal imagination. So if you are searching for a hot, highly erotic, dirty, wild sex novel, then no worries, you've gotten one.  So if you think this is for you, then you should get to have a lot of power struggles, mind games, and of course moments that blur the lines between pleasure and surrender. The book contains: Lesbian. Gay.  Horny stepmom. Secretary and CEO. And lots more. So sit back, grab your popcorn and I bet you will enjoy it.  It is rated 18… If you can handle the heat then please let's drive in because things will be messy while reading.  Thank you.

“Hey little brother, wanna get married? Here are nine bucks, it’s on me!”Just like that, Cecelia Shayne gave herself away with nine bucks.Consequently…The random cutie she dragged off the street? He’s a poor good-for-nothing who needs her to tend to his every need.However, there’s nothing she can do.This is a husband she bought, and she needs to swallow this somehow.But… But…Why does his name seem to be the same as the owner of a certain conglomerate…?What?Asset transfer?Cecelia was shocked. “Why’re you giving me all this money?”William Sandler looked her dead in the eye, “Money’s yours, you’re mine!”