Les Sex Story

" Strip " He commanded loathly. His voice cold as ice! Daciana's amber eyes stared at him in mortal terror. Terrified, scared and petrified. " I hate repeating myself female, undress yourself " he added icily. Daciana forced back the tears that threatened to fall. She has never seen a raw hatred for her in any wolf's eyes than she is seeing in Alpha Connor's eyes. Fear slid through her, her hand trembled as she undress herself. Her eyes sting with tears . He walked closer to her and ripped her top into pieces exposing her firm leaving her fully . Lust, desire and hatred filled his eyes. " Get on the bed, lie on your back, spread your legs wide and face up " Her legs warbled on the floor taking herself to the bed. No amount of tears will stop him from hurting her. Again, she did as instructed preparing her mind for what is to come. She heard riffles of clothes tearing and soon, she felt him between her legs. She stiffened at his touch! His touch were as cold as his eyes. His rub her legs as if looking for something. She could hear him growl, his big muscular body blanketed hers. His laboured breath burned her neck. Finally, he found the he was looking for and with no warning, he into her aggressively. For the first time in a long time, Alpha Connor half shift into his rouge. He allowed his beast take over completely. He is not promising not to hurt her. He excessively pinned her down, his rouge snarled, his thrusts into her became harder just the way his eyes morphed into different dark colours. She is his mate yet, his hatred for her is raw and deep. The Alpha king's tower was silent, only the painful screams of a female and the loud snarl of the Alpha was heard in the tower.

“พี่บูม จะไปไหนเหรอคะ?” “มีนัด ถามทำไม” “คือ…หนูมีไปออกค่าย สะ…สองวันคะ” “แล้วฉันจำเป็นต้องให้ไปมั้ย?” “ถ้าไม่ไป…รุ่นพี่ก็จะไม่ให้หนูผ่านกิจกรรม…ค่ะ” “แล้วแต่!” “ขอบคุณค่ะ” “เดี๋ยว! เธอจะไปไหน?” “พอดีพี่ๆที่คณะนัดให้ไปคุยงานค่ะ” “ที่ไหน??” “XX PUBค่ะ” “ว่าไงนะ!” “พี่บูม!!! อื้อออ” ชายหนุ่มรั้งร่างเล็กเข้าไปกดจูบ ก่อนจะขบเม้มลงบนซอกคอเธอจนเกิดรอยแดงราวกับว่าทำความเป็นเจ้าของเธอแบบนั้น “จะได้รู้ตัวไว้ว่าเธอเป็นของฉัน!”

Blindfolded and placed on his knees, August takes every pierced inch of the stranger's cock down his throat while his rough hands gripped his hair as cum spills hot inside him, marking him, owning him—another hook up at the club that leaves him sore, broken, and craving more. Accidentally, he gets a job as a live-in housekeeper in a glass house downtown, just a day after that hook-up. He encounters the hot, right-handed man Levi, whom he can't seem to resist. In the house, everything feels strange, as if eyes are watching and walls are listening. A stalker starts sexting him, and he plays along with them. Unknown to him, the house is always watching. Slowly, he started having nightmares, seeing things of his past again, a part he thought he had buried. The house was jogging his memories. He sees a piece of his past in the house, a piece that belonged to his supposedly dead best friend, making him start asking questions about the actual owner of the house. August is trapped with, the anonymous Sexter that doesn't stop making endless demands, Levi the sexy hot assistant, the flashbacks with the Stranger from the club, and an idea that his supposedly dead friend, might not be dead. This is a raw, unapologetically addictive dark erotica, where the only way out is deeper in.

Lola Gregg is a beautiful young lady, from an affluent home, trying to find her place in the middle of an over expectant family. Facing a lot of pressure, she wants to follow her dreams of a being a designer, a success in the world of fashion,but her parents would have none of it, but deep within lies secrets that could change her life forever Would she make it,despite all odds? Go on and find out...

Dans l’ombre d’une meute fragilisée par des pertes et des secrets, Flicker découvre que son destin est lié aux redoutables jumeaux Alphas de Bloodmoon. Ce qui devait être une rencontre diplomatique se transforme en une menace implacable : ces deux hommes, réputés pour leur cruauté, prétendent qu’elle est leur compagne désignée par la lune. Déchirée entre le devoir envers sa famille et son désir de liberté, Flicker sent le piège se refermer sur elle. Protégée par ses frères et soutenue par Kyle, son ami de toujours, elle tente de fuir l’inévitable. Mais chaque pas la rapproche davantage des Alphas, dont l’obsession se teinte de possessivité et de violence. Leur pouvoir est immense, leurs loups indomptables, et Flicker comprend vite que la survie de toute sa meute dépend de ses choix. Entre amour contrarié, menaces de destruction et chaînes invisibles, son avenir se brouille. Dans un monde où la loyauté se heurte à la brutalité, Flicker doit décider : céder pour protéger les siens ou se révolter au risque d’être brisée. L’équilibre est fragile, les frontières de la liberté se rétrécissent, et la lune semble avoir scellé un destin qu’elle refuse encore d’accepter. Mais peut-on vraiment échapper à l’appel des âmes liées ?

เพราะเสียคนรักจากการลอบทำร้ายของคู่อริเมื่อห้าปีก่อน มาร์คัสจึงไม่คิดจะรักใครอีก แต่เหมือนฟ้าจะกลั่นแกล้งเมื่อมาเจอกับมิรันดาสาวน้อยที่เขาใช้เงินซื้อมาเพื่อให้เธอเลิกยุ่งกับน้องเขยของตนเอง ชายหนุ่มทั้งรักทั้งหลง แต่ก็ไม่อยากให้เหตุการณ์แบบเดิมเกิดขึ้นอีก เขาจึงคิดจะวางมือและถอนตัวจากธุรกิจสีเทา แต่การจะลงจากหลังเสือนั้นมันยากกว่าที่คิดไว้ ในเมื่อมีคนที่จ้องจะกำจัดเขาให้สิ้นซาก

Once upon a time, Aliya's father was at his lowest, and he needed a lift in his business, but the only option he had was to make Aliya get married to his partner's son whom she doesn't even know anything about. Then, weeks later,she got married to Collins against her own wish and under her father's force just to keep his company away from crumbling.

Raven et Jade se rencontrent dans une agence de mannequinat notoire de Soho, un antre de néons et de rêves brisés. Dans le brouillard perpétuel de la Tamise, elles reconnaissent instantanément en l'autre la même cicatrice : une enfance volée. Leur alliance nait dans les pubs enfumés et les chambres d'hôtel miteux de King's Cross. Leur relation charnelle est un orage londonien : violent, purificateur et désespéré, un moyen de sentir la chaleur à travers le froid qui les habite. Leur ascension les mène des podiums de Fashion Week aux soirées privées et crapuleuses dans les penthouses de Mayfair et les docks de Wapping. C'est là qu'elles croisent la route des Krayton, une fratrie mafieuse qui règne sur les arrière-salles de la City et le trafic d'influence. Pour ces hommes, éduqués à Eton mais élevés dans la cruauté, les filles sont à la fois des trophées, des outils et des jouets. Les "dettes" se paient en services rendus dans les sombres ruelles de Brick Lane ou les boîtes de nuit exclusives de Soho. La violence des Krayton est froide, méthodique, typiquement britannique dans son hypocrisie meurtrière. Elle réveille en écho les blessures de Raven et de Jade, qui apprennent à naviguer dans ce monde sans pitié. Leur sexualité, déjà tordue, devient une monnaie noire et une dague qu'elles aiguisent contre leurs bourreaux, jouant un jeu mortel de séduction et de trahison. Mais le brouillard de Londres cache tous les secrets. Les fantômes de leur passé , un père qui refait surface, une mère qui menace de tout révéler , ressurgissent au moment où les Krayton, lassés de leur insolence, décident de "régler le problème".

Venue d’un petit village, Rosette Blooms intègre le prestigieux Lycée Saint-Célestin, un endroit où elle espère simplement passer inaperçue. Timide et studieuse, elle se concentre sur ses études, loin de l’agitation de son passé. Mais rapidement, des événements inexplicables viennent bouleverser sa tranquillité : des regards insistant, des murmures à son sujet, et un étrange accident qui semble tout déclencher. Comme si son arrivée dans cette école réveillait des forces qu’elle ne comprend pas. Et puis, il y a lui. Beau, froid et distant, un des élèves les plus populaires, qui semble l’observer de loin. Son regard est pénétrant, presque comme s’il savait quelque chose qu’elle ignore…

WARNING: THIS BOOK MAY CONTAIN STEAMY AND SEXUAL CONTENT WHICH IS STRICTLY NOT FOR KIDS UNDER +18 . "Bryce!". I screamed as I feel his huge cap nudge at the entrance of my womanhood. He groaned as he pressed in deeper before he slides into my wet entrance. My walls clenched around him while he stretched my inner muscles as he kept pushing deep inside me. "Please". I cried and placed the tip of my finger down at his waist in an effort to push myself away from him. "Please". I begged but he only retracted his hip and thrusted into me fully, deeper, stretching me wide enough to accommodate his full length. . He is the handsome, sexy and heartless devil. The sinner. She is the purest, innocent and beautiful angel. Two polar opposites, one single attraction. *** Having lived in the convent all her life, Hera Whitson manages to secure a job as a maid in the household of Bryce Donovan. The inhuman sex god that has the entire female population at his feet. He lives for sex, he celebrates and relish the electricity of it with every fibre of his being and sees no better reason for being alive. One look at Hera and Bryce is smitten. She is like an addictive drug, a moth to a flame and he will do anything to get burned by her. Relinquished by her heat. What happens when Hera finds herself battling against her principles and sexual attraction for Bryce? Will she be caught in the web of Bryce's twisted game of lust?