Kitty Kristen Fucking

️21+ sesuaikan usia kamu sebelum membaca tulisanku yang pasti bukan untuk anak remaja apa lagi anak kecil."Vanilla, kau tahu apa yang kau lakukan?" "Tentu saja aku tahu." Ia menggesekkan area sensitifnya di benda berotot milik Nick. Bibirnya mengulas senyum penuh kemenangan yang terkesan jail. "Jangan salahkan aku jika... argh!" Nick menggeram, putus asa. "Fuck off!" "Jika apa?" "Jika benda itu tidak sengaja masuk, kau tahu itu risikonya, Vanilla," geram Nick jengkal karena Vanilla semakin menggodanya. Gadis itu terasa lembut, licin, dan hangat, Nick bisa merasakannya. Vanilla semakin menggoda Nick, menggesekkannya dengan lembut sambil mengerang dan menciumi sudut bibir bibir Nick berulang-ulang. "Nick... aku... sepertinya berubah pikiran."Nick mengatur napasnya. "Vanilla, jika kau terus bergerak ada kemungkinan benda itu akan tersesat masuk ke dalam." "Dia tidak akan tersesat kecuali kau menuntunnya." "Vanilla, it's not fucking jokes."

"Dimitri, I am telling you for the last fucking time, leave me the hell alone!" I yelled as the blood pulsed through my veins and my auburn hair rose. "My name isn't even Dimitri." "I really don't care. You've betrayed me and that's it. So Dimitri or whatever-" "I am Ivanovich Popov and I am not leaving you alone neither will I ever leave you alone. So it's either you come with me right now and willingly or I drag that pretty little ass while you kick and squirm. Choose wisely, Ramona." He yelled. I don't know why or how but looking at him now, the sweat running down his defined body, the way his biceps flexed and all, I felt a slight wetness pool at my panties. I clenched my legs tighter and decided to try my luck. "My name isn't Ramona either. That's my undercover name. My real name, my birth name, is Madi."

All it took was a gunshot to have this criminal fucking me senseless. I'd spent months trying to bring down Antonio, the criminal I swore to put behind bars. I even set a trap for him, using someone close as bait. But instead of going down in chains, Antonio offered himself to me, in exchange for freedom. I should have said no, I should have followed the mission. But as a lonely divorcee craving warmth, how could I resist the way he touched me? The way his fingers made me forget the rules I live by? This wasn't the plan. My boss didn't send me here to get addicted to my enemy. Yet every secret night with Antonio leaves me wanting more, and drags me deeper into his dangerous world. He's supposed to die for his crimes, but unfortunately, the real crime is how badly I want him. And if the news gets out, I won't just lose my job– I'll lose my life.

{ON HIATUS} It's a contract of lies. And a bloody fucking war. To stop a war, I'm being forced to marry my sworn enemy. Damien Vincenzo is everything hell is. A brutal, domineering, monster with a body built to kill. And now. I belong to him. But one thing I won't ever give him will be my heart. We were a match made in hell. And "Till death do us apart." might be the perfect word to describe this situation but it won't even be enough. It's not supposed to be real. It's not. And one thing I'm sure of is that, I'm out to destroy him just like he did to me. He stole my life, my breath, my entire existence. My name is Anastasia Zhukov and I'm a thief. One that's not after wealth, but lives. His life. _ _ _ Book 1: Anastasia & Damien. Book 2: Isabella & Claud. Book 3: Teal & Vittorio. Book 4: Alexander & Dimitra. T.W: non-con, dub-con, CNC(consensual nonconsent), BDSM, age-gap, ch*cking, forbidden love, explicit content, sadomasochism.

*His eyes scanned my bruised face, searching for answers. A careful, gentle hand caressed my cheek, intensifying the turmoil in his gaze. "He did this to you." It wasn't a question; it was a statement. But I couldn't find my voice, trapped in frozen silence. Fear gnawed at my skin as I stood amidst cold-blooded killers, surrounded by chaos and lifeless bodies. And as he held the gun, I knew more bodies would soon drop.* *** To everyone else, she was a nobody. A vessel for their perverse desires, a desperate pawn willing to fulfill their every whim. A nearsighted girl, finding solace only within the pages of her books, a portal to escape reality. But what they failed to grasp was that behind those innocent blue eyes lurked a devil, dependent on her happiness, hiding in the shadows and watching over her. And that devil was prepared to sacrifice everything for her. The scariest part? She had no clue. *"Why do you act like you're in love with me?" "Jesus, Lily," he growled, "I TATTOOED YOUR NAME ON MY FUCKING CHEST!"*

"In fact let me set my rules straight." He said looking above my head while I looked on the ground. "Don't look at my face, don't even try to talk to me unless I ask you a question or when the issue is relevant. Whatever happens here stays here don't even try to seduce me understand? You're lucky I'm not easily seduced. Don't even try it...gold digger." He concluded calling me gold digger. Gold fucking digger. I. Hate. That. Shit. *** He thought things will go perfectly as he planned. He thought he would spend the rest of his life with the love of his life. Technically, it did come true despite the arranged marriage, but it had to go through a series of trials, twist oh and seduction and above all, the strength of love not just any ordinary kind of love but true, passionate love. Are you ready to find out how he pulled through? Along with the love of his life? Read this book to find out!

"Before anything, before you allow your inner thoughts to go on an overdrive, know that I love you. I love you so fucking much and I don't care who you currently are, Serena or Rosalia doesn't matter to me, it's just a name. But what I do know is that you are mine and under no circumstances would I do anything to hurt you" ** Rosalia had thought her biggest problem was how to secure a new job after losing her current one, and avoiding the ex convict who seemed to be out to get her. But she wasn't prepared for the sudden intrusion of a certain man who claimed to be her husband! Husband? She didn't even know him!. Worst of all, they already had a daughter who looked exactly like her! Rosalia was thrown into a state of confusion where everything seemed to belong to her but not at the same time. She was determined to find out what had happened to her in the past and how to fix the present which seemed already damaged.

Mallory is a simple Human with a life where everybody loved her. Including her Husband Helios. But one person changed everything. “What lies did Madeline tell you this time that you had to yanked me out of the bed?” I ask calmly. “Get rid of it.” He said angrily. Confused I stared at him. “Don’t play dumb with me. Get that fucking thing growing in you aborted!” He says and my eyes widen. And how could he refer to our baby as just a thing he could easily can get rid of? “No!” I say and he laughed. He then carried me screaming and crying begging him, and he placed me on the hospital bed. “Ben, get that thing removed from her now!” He commanded. After 5 years later, Mallory comes back but without any memory of him. When it’s too late, does he deserve to be forgiven? Or he should just forget about her and move like she did? After all, they are mates.

"He is no hero, but he is willing to fight for her..." Abigail fucking Howard! Typical sweet girl, a nerdy girl who always has that cute button nose of hers buried inside a book. She wants to be an author and she's got what it takes. She has also got her whole life planned out. Study, get her degree, then get an internship in some publishing company and work her way to becoming the best selling author. I could also see her getting married to some preppy rich guy who is going to be a lawyer and then they'd have two kids and live happily ever after, cool story right? Wrong! I was wrong because Abigail wants me and the crazy thing is I want her too! I have for a long time but the problem is I am not good enough for her and I am mixed up in too many fucked up shits to be the man she wants me to be. I am not the hero she reads in those romance books of hers, I am no hero and I'll never be!

“You fucking carry my name now, Bella. You're Mrs Bella Enzo Barine. You no more belong to Marino's.”, Enzo roared. “I'm not a piece of land or some property that you own, Enzo. I'm a human and I breathe. I'm married to you, not sold.” Bella spoke with tears in her eyes as the grip on her arm was getting harder which might leave a bruise later. I will not be dictated by a mandate to marry someone like Enzo De Luca, the sole heir of the Barone Clan. Despite his reputation for ruthlessness and his animosity towards the Marino’s, I refuse to be coerced into a marriage with a man I haven't seen in years. His grey eyes may have been my first love and my first heartbreak, but I will not allow him to break me. As the daughter of his greatest enemy, I am confident that I will not be bent to his will. The real question is not whether love can emerge from violence and hatred, but whether I will allow myself to be controlled in a perpetual struggle.