Just Let Us Adore You

(The book contains 18+ matured sexual scenes.) Meeting her in his concert in a wasted form, he nearly doesn't recognize her. But when he does, he can't get her out of his mind. He couldn't stop falling for her every moment. She is tough, brilliant in everything but rarely known by public. She hates cameras, she hates to be centre of the world.She is someone who can amaze the world with her personality. They are opposite poles but opposite poles attract with each other. Will she ever fall for him?

“You belong to me! Mine to touch, kiss, claim and break. Mine alone, Dina!” ____ Unable to pay off her father's debt, Dina was auctioned off to one of the most notorious and ruthless Alphas in the werewolf realm. She thought he was an ordinary man not until she was brought to the werewolf realm, realizing the man who bought her is a werewolf; a species who hates human. She was to be his tool of relief for that one night, which no one had never survived, but she did. She was a weak human girl unworthy of his claim, yet he couldn't take her off his mind. Instead of becoming Alpha Lyko'z plaything, she became his deadliest obsession. But what if there is more to her identity than meets the eye? With enemies lurking around, her ill fate ready to consume her alive, a blind mother waiting for her at home, and a cursed Alpha mate by her side, would they both get the happy ending they expected or the reverse? Read on to find out.

The train to Centraford was about to depart. That was the ride we'd spent our entire life savings—30 thousand bucks—to get a ticket for. I was gripping my mate, Byron Reynolds's, hand tightly, trying to pull him onto the last train to Centraford. This was the chance I'd waited three long years for. Once we entered Centraford, we could rise from being low-tier civilian werewolves to official Silvren Talons workers—registered, salaried, and numbered. If we missed this train, we'd be stuck forever in Sidersville, a chaotic melting pot, never able to enter the heart of the werewolf city-state. But Byron held us back, refusing to leave without Lisa Peters, who was still down by the river, washing her face. In the very last second before the train took off, I had our friends forcibly drag Byron aboard. We made it to Centraford and became Silvren Talons workers. But Lisa missed her chance. She was left behind in Sidersville and became a rogue, a plaything passed around by countless men. A few years later, she was tortured to death. Byron looked fine on the surface. But on the day of our marking ceremony, he drove a silver blade into my stomach, killing the pup growing inside me, and tore out my heart. His eyes burned red as he growled through clenched teeth, "This is all your fault. You're the reason Lisa never made it to Centraford. "She suffered so much before she died. Why do you get to be happy?" After killing me, he chopped my body up and fed it to the stray dogs. Then I opened my eyes—and found myself right back at the train station, before it departed. This time, I'd wait with him for the woman he loved so much. And I'd make him pay for everything he did to me and my pup.

I lifted my head from Rhys's arms, his strong chest rising and falling against my cheek. Silk sheets tangled around our naked bodies, the air thick with the scent of our passion. After a passionate night with my childhood friend, the Mafia heir, I was jolted awake at three in the morning by the shrill ring of a phone. It was the Don, ordering me to bring Rhys back to the estate for an arranged marriage. I figured it was just another heiress trying to claw her way into the Griffin family, so I kissed his forehead, pressing myself against him and whispering with a low laugh. "Rhys, what's your plan for this boring princess?" He arched an eyebrow, wrapping a lazy arm around my waist. "Baby, make sure you pick out a good tie for me. I need to make a good impression on my future father-in-law." Seeing me freeze, Rhys sat up and shot me a casual glance, his voice laced with indifference. "Maeve, what's with that reaction? We're just having fun." "You didn't actually think you were going to be the next Donna of the Griffin family, did you?"

Bianca is dying. Acute myeloid leukemia, stage three. The family doctor told me on the phone—bone marrow transplant, only option, perfect match. Identical twins share ninety-nine percent compatibility. I crushed the diagnosis report. My name was at the top: Gemma Blackwell. But the doctor trembled, whispering apologies. A clerical error. The sick twin was Bianca. The cure was me. I had to get home. Rain lashed the taxi windows. I rehearsed the scene: Father setting down his cigar, Mother gasping, me explaining the mix-up. The report has my name, but the blood work is Bianca's. I can fix this before it's too late. My phone lit up. Family group chat. Father's message was short: [Gemma is terminal. Bianca forbidden from donation. Family decision.] My blood turned to ice. They had seen the misdelivered file. They thought I was the one dying—and they had voted to let me rot. When I pushed open the door and saw Father, I felt it— the temperature drop, the world freezing around me. Tears burned my eyes. I couldn't stop them. "Father," I said, my voice barely steady. "I have a question for you." He looked up from his cigar, annoyed. "If it were Bianca dying," I whispered. "Would you have made me give her my marrow?" The room went silent. He set down the cigar. A long pause. "No," he said finally. "Of course. We have resources. We would find another donor. We would never ask you to take that risk." I smiled a little. Just a small, sad smile. "Good," I said softly. "That's exactly what you said. Don't regret this."

"Stay away from me! Cause I don't want a whore like you around me!" He spat with every ounce of anger in him making Rosalina's heart shatter into pieces. _________________________________ Rosalina's life takes a full turn when her affectionate boyfriend, Jaxon turns into a viscous and venom spitting demon and goes on humiliating her, for three years. Rosalina remains in the dark, unaware of the sin she committed until one day Jaxon realises what mistake he had committed were just on basis of a misunderstanding, but it was too late to rectify. The scars were already too deep to be healed. How will he mend everything now? _________________________________ Thank you for reading! *All rights reserved*

Because of the poem he accidentally read, Satsuto's sexual orientation turns upside down. And when he realize that the boy he hates the most was actually he's in love to, what would he do? Can he even melt the cold-as-ice heart of that sanguinarian Snow? “I'll give you your fill and you'll give me a head, how about that?” Read how Satsuto Fuentes will fall deep into the homosexuality rabbit hole as he pursue Snow Benesisto.

Iris always knew her marriage was on thin ice, but she’d expected it to pass like a phase. Until her husband divorced her and went for her stepsister instead. At the same time, her company is snatched from her grasp. Betrayal. Heartbreak. Dejection. Iris makes a friend of this pain…until him. Orchard Hector. He offers her a four-year marriage contract and a new purpose, being on common grounds. “You’re only my ex-husband, Dave,” Iris replied darkly. “And whatever plan you have to get me back, they won’t succeed.”

Crew . . Rossy Mike- A sex addict Molly- Mike’s younger sister Katrina- Molly’s nanny Kate- Katrina’s younger sister Adrian-Mike’s friend Helen-Mike’s girlfriend ………………………………………………………………………………… PROLOGUE️ Have you ever live such a miserable life before? Have you ever lived as an instrument of sex just because of money? Katrina, an elegant beautiful girl became an instrument of sex ever since the death of her Parents. She was really disturbed and had to work to feed her younger sister. She searched for a job everywhere and there but all to no avail. After some years of searching, she met a rich and handsome guy who is ready to give her a job as his sister’s nanny but it’s on one condition. What condition could it had been? And the condition is that she had to do anything he wants at any time. Hmmm, anything he wants her to do, she has to do it How will Katrina cope with this predicament ahead of her? Katrina, who has long been searching for a job didn’t think twice before she accepted the offer. She started her job with a happy face but how did she ended it? How did she feel when she realized the condition is a very bad one? Mike tried to take advantage her, what was her reactions? Did Katrina allow him to take advantage of her easily? Will they fall for each other in the process? I’m sure you will want to find out about all this. How long can she cope living with a sex addict? Find out in this erotic and intriguing story. Like and comment

"You..should reject me, this is wrong," I rasp out between his powerful thrusts, wanting to push him away but my wolf is totally against it, making my body betray me and becoming even more welcoming to him by squirting in abandon. Calhoun's sweaty brow raises in amusement as he hooks my legs around his hard, naked waist, "we were made mates for a reason, I cannot throw that away," "I don't want to hurt my mother, not anymore .." my last word ends up in a quivered moan because he is going at a full speed now, making my eyes travel into the back of my head. No, this is wrong! "You already started hurting her on the night you parted those legs for me," Calhoun voice supress my moans as he pounds hard into my dripping wet honeypot. *** It all started the night I turned twenty-one. I was dared by my friends to hook-up with a total stranger. Tipsy and determined to be a badass, I approached the most powerful man in the club and had hot steamy sex with him in the back seat of his car. The following day, I traveled for my mom's wedding and came to find out that the stranger I hooked up with is to be my stepfather. And as if that isn't enough, we are mates.