Kissing Softly

After eight years of loving him in vain, my boyfriend, Gilbert Hughes, finally proposed. The wedding is set for a week from now. However, just as I'm happily preparing for it, I accidentally overhear a conversation between him and his friends. "I have to give it to Gilbert. The moment he proposes, his first love, Cheryl, gets restless." "But now that Cheryl's back, what are you going to do with your girlfriend?" Gilbert pauses for a moment, then replies casually, "It's fine. I'm not actually going to register my marriage with Jennifer. At worst, I'll just hold a wedding and play along." At the party the next day, he wraps his arm around me dotingly and socializes with our guests. Yet, the moment Cheryl Manning runs out in tears, he instantly lets go of me and chases after her in a panic. I follow quietly and watch them embrace tightly in the dark, kissing each other deeply. With my heart completely shattered, I turn away and dial a number. "Want to get married? I need a groom."

**Dark Romance** Being the new girl is hard, Mary is shy, introverted, and prefers the solitude of being with her books than people. But in her new school, things became different as she got noticed by the wrong people. She catches the attention of the school's bad boy who begins to taunt and ridicule her. ***** I played with my fingers as he stared, he didn't stop staring and I was finding it hard to maintain eye contact with him. His stare was making me feel uncomfortable. I couldn't help but wonder what he was doing here alone. "Mary Davies," he whispered my name. "You are still a virgin right?" He asked smirking. "Hmmmn... Untouched. Innocent. Just like I have always wanted." He whispered, trailing a finger down my collar bone. "I am going to have so much fun with you," he whispered again, kissing my ear lobes. "So much fun." He added, stepping away from me. He began to walk towards the door. "See you tonight."

This book is a collection of steamy erotica stories meant for adults only—over 18. It dives into forbidden romances, intense BDSM scenes, and all kinds of wild, explicit encounters that might push your buttons or make you blush. If that's not your thing, or if you're under age, put it down now. These tales are raw, passionate, and not for the faint of heart. *** I dropped to my knees on the soft rug, the cold air kissing my naked skin like a thousand tiny fingers. My heart pounded as I wrapped my fingers around Damian's thick cock, feeling it throb hot under my touch. Elena watched from her chair, her voice breaking through the tension: "Take him slow. Let me see you worship it." I leaned in, licking the tip, tasting the salty drop that leaked out, and Damian groaned, his hand tangling in my hair. The shame burned, but so did the ache between my legs. I was already dripping, ready for whatever nasty thing came next.

My best friend and I had been abducted by the Pendragon brothers—a duo consisting of a religious CEO and a top-billed movie star. We became their secret lovers against our will. "I'm pregnant, Lilith," my best friend said, tears glistening in her eyes. "Me too, Lindsay," I replied softly, caressing my belly. "But I won't go through with it." The brothers heard us. Their control tightened. They watched us during mealtimes, while we slept, and even during our bathroom breaks. We could not endure it any longer, so we fought back. In their anger, the brothers kept mistresses who resembled us. We thought we were free until one day, they found us. They called us homewreckers and hurled insults at us. They broke into our house, scarred our faces, broke our legs, and kicked us until we miscarried. It did not matter how much we tried to explain ourselves. They removed our clothes and paraded us in the street. Finally, the Pendragons arrived. They raised their marriage certificates and declared, "Lilith and Lindsay are our wives!"

Warning! This book contains explicit scenes. Do not read if not above eighteen :) ——- *(Age Gap)* “Oh! Nayla! You’re the best thing I have ever fucked! I love how sweet your pussy feels!….I love how tight you are for me. I love fu—fucking you,” Roy whispered softly against my ear, his breath so hot and intoxicating, it sent a rush of shivers down my spine as he rocked his hips back and forth, thrusting harder against my p*ssy. S—so much pleasure! ********** It’s been a growing feeling she’s had for years. A feeling she has desperately tried to get rid of. She knows it’s wrong. It’s forbidden. He’s her big brother. Worse, There’s no way Roy Donald could ever look her way. Not when he’s too proud, too pompous, too charming!……too much for her. But what if she’s wrong? What if he wants her more than she could ever imagine? Read to find out….

What a small world. As Elaine Johnson was checking in at the hotel front desk, she happened to bump into Jasper Carter's young mistress —a girl who looked like an innocent college student. She was dressed in a simple white cotton dress, pure and demure, with a shy, sweet smile. "Hello, here's your room key. You'll be staying in the executive suite on the top floor," the receptionist said. "Thank you, miss," the girl replied softly, taking the key. Just then, her phone rang. Elaine overheard her speaking bashfully to the person on the other end: "Mr. Carter, I... I'm already here. When will you be coming?" Her tone was soft, a little nervous, filled with affectionate anticipation. A moment later, Elaine heard her add, "Mhm, I'll wait for you. No rush. Please drive carefully, Mr. Carter." The girl's voice was so sweet and tender, it could have melted anyone's heart. Elaine could not help thinking that her husband had good taste — the girl was young and beautiful, gentle and thoughtful, the kind of woman any man would find hard to resist.

"I will only tell you this once, there is only one woman in my life. You are not my woman. You are only here to give me an heir," Kennis hissed. "So, like a breeder," "Take it however you want." With that said, he brutally rips off my nightdress. I slapped his hand away. He only smirked. His fingers went to my pussy, softly caressing. "Your body always agrees," "I loathe you." "As do I, little wolf," he whispered in my ear. *** Diara is the unwanted girl in both her family and her pack. Everyone treats her poorly. Even her mate rejects her and chooses her sister at the mate selection ceremony. When an ancient and dangerous Lycan, Kennis, visits the pack, Diara is shocked to find herself chosen by him. Alpha Kennis is dangerous, deadly, and cold. He has the largest pack in America. He has it all, including a beautiful mistress. Yet does everything in his power to make Diara his Luna. Diara believes she was chosen only as his breeder, but as secrets and plots unfold, she realizes the truth is far more complicated.

Fuck, I couldn’t look at him. The guilt was eating me alive, and no matter how much I tried to shove it down, it kept crawling back up. I knew the truth. And I wasn’t telling him. Not now. Not ever. “And Silas?” His voice rang softly in my ear. I kept my eyes on the road. “What?” “I’m never leaving.” The corner of my mouth twitched, but I swallowed down whatever stupid response was about to come out. Yeah, he could say that now. But he didn’t know. If he did? He’d be gone. Some things weren’t meant to be shared. Some things stayed buried. This was one of them. ~~~ Accused of killing his Alpha and on the run, Riley barely escapes his pack before collapsing at a stranger’s doorstep. Silas, a human haunted by a past scarred by werewolves, takes him in—only to uncover secrets he never wanted to face. But as danger closes in, love and vengeance blur, and the line between hunter and hunted fades. In a world built on betrayal, Riley and Silas must decide if trust is worth the risk—and if love can survive when the truth could tear them apart.

as soon as I stepped out of the villa, it felt like I’d walked straight into a nightmare. Hector, the man I’d missed so much, was surrounded by soldiers, passionately kissing some woman I’d never seen before. The cheers and whistles around them felt like knives stabbing into my heart. I froze, my happiness turning into icy disappointment and rage. I forced myself to walk closer, even though every step felt like I was wading through quicksand. As more people noticed me, the noise died down, like someone had hit the mute button. Hector and his mystery woman were still in their own world until they finally sensed the eerie silence and pulled apart. When Hector’s eyes met mine, panic flashed across his face, but he quickly masked it. Holding the woman’s hand, he approached me. “Elena, this is Vanessa, she’s—” Before he could finish, Vanessa flashed a confident smile and offered her hand to me. “Hi, I’m Vanessa, Hector’s partner. We fell in love on the battlefield.”

Sarah has been dating her boyfriend for a year now and is waiting for him to propose to her. They were invited to a Christmas Eve party from his job. Sarah believes this will be the perfect setting for John to propose. However, during the party, she discovered John having sex with another woman. She confronted them both, but John became aggressive. Out of nowhere, a handsome stranger came to her rescue. The rest of the night, Sarah was drinking to erase the pain while the handsome stranger kept an eye on her to make sure she was safe. Sarah was so drunk that she wound up kissing the handsome stranger under the mistletoe, not knowing he was claiming her as his mate. The handsome stranger was determined not to leave Sarah and her drunken state at the party alone. He didn't know where she lived, so he took her to his penthousein the city. Sarah was the type of person who didn't believe in the supernatural. However, she finds out that this handsome stranger is not only her mate but also a werewolf. Will Sarah accept him as her mate, or will she run away scared? Only time will tell.