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WARNING🔞EROTIC CONTENT AHEAD. “Arghhhhh….Yes….” Rosealba gasped, lips parting into soft moans as Drystan moved his fingers gently against her fold. “I own you, Sunshine. Your heart your soul and every inch of your body. And I… I will protect you with everything I own. Anything could go unpunished, but certainly not whatever harmed his obsession. He would burn to world to aches if anyone came close. He was everything he didn't look like. Alactor Merikh Drystan. And she? She was Rosealba Molvain. Typical opposite of him. She was the light that burned through his darkness, illuminating his venomous heart with her purification. With her, there Is a weird feeling to protect, to shelter, and to gratify and that was the total opposite of his existence. From the moment his eyes crossed her direction, he had undoubtedly yearned for her, desiring every bit of her. Time, b*dy heart, and soul. ******* When Rosealba got out of the toxic relationship with her cheating boyfriend, Lowel. She was blessed to meet and date Mr perfect. (Drystan) He was everything she only experienced in books and fiction, but one can not judge a book by its nice intro. With a stalking ex and other factors, Rosealba's life came crushing as lies and deceit unfolded, threatening to sabotage her new relationship. Torn between love, hate, and external obstacles, Rosealba is not just haunted by the thoughts of Drystan, he is lurking at every corner. The desperation and desire to have her in his life again were greater than his quest for power, and if burning the world was everything it took to have her back in his arms then he would only stop at lengths that led to her. This Is mafia erotic content and it is not for viewers younger than 21.

Esther finally agrees to hang out with her friends after several "No" and "Next time" she decided to join at the bar and ends up getting laid with a woman named Amber, one-night stand leads to a relationship where pressure and conflicts arise and ruined everything as a couple but starts a good friendship which they will learn to see what they missed as Amber realized her feelings for Esther that is about to marry soon... Will she be able to admit it to her best friend/Ex-girlfriend Esther who begins to fall for her as well but keep her feelings hidden for the sake of friendship? A roller coaster ride of breakups, friendship and love the second time around that will satisfy your special kind of love story!

Ava is relocated to manning town where being a lesbian is treated as treason. You either suffer the consequences of being born the way you are. In her new school, she falls for kara manning the major's daughter who kept her sexuality a secret till she couldn't resist Ava's charms. This lgbt story will tend to reason. Hope to even it. LET YOU LOVE ME

*Disclaimer* This story is based in an imaginary timeline created by myself, it includes issues as well as the lifestyle from the late 1800s and early 1900s. The book is also unedited. Hannah has always been an outcast among society, not just for how she dressed or behaved but also for what she desired secretly when Hannah falls for her friend's bride to be, in a town where such an act is punishable by death. Will she hide away her feelings? Or Will she love without regret?..

"The cold-hearted CEO who scares everyone is afraid of losing me?" Grace uttered, her gaze lingering on Evelyn's lips. "Yes, I'm. You don't need to continue your job, you can join my company, Grace." Evelyn cupped her cheeks, slowly taking her lips into a sensual and passionate kiss, pouring all her feelings and love into that kiss. Grace shortly responded to her kiss. "Pearl... That's what they... call me," she moaned loudly when Evelyn unfastened the hook of her bra and caressed her breasts while showering hot kisses all over her shoulders and breasts. "You're my Grace, only mine," Evelyn said between the kisses and pulled that little black panty off her body which was hardly covering her ass. Grace couldn't protest the desires and gave in. The tiny pieces of clothes were the costume of Grace, she was a hot and sexy pole dancer who was famous as 'Pearl'. The way she moved around the pole so skillfully, always made Evelyn feel wet and hot. Until this night, she never dared to come to Grace's room but tonight she was drunk and she wanted nothing but Grace. Maybe after one night with this pole dancer, she would be able to pull her off her mind. It was just a one-night stand for Evelyn but what will happen when she'll offer a job to Grace to become her private dancer?

This is a continuation of Fated Love. All characters will still be in this book. Instead of only two people points of view, Shawn and Abbigail, there will be four. Beth and Melanie will also have a point of view in this book. The story picks up five years after Abbigail adopts Jordan. Come continue this journey and find out what happens next...

Will grew up in a reality where men were not allowed to cry, express their feelings, or do anything that was considered too feminine. The son of a wealthy Thai family, he was raised to be his father's successor in business, but Will wanted to go beyond that, and became an actor. Everything in his quiet world was fine, until he was invited to act in a Boyslove series, alongside Nate, the guy with the intimidating eyes. Nate wasn't very sociable, always very quiet, didn't like much physical contact, and wasn't romantic at all, all this before he met Will, the boy who made him smile and made his day happier. Wil and Nate's world is no longer the same, everything they believed in has disappeared, and now fiction seems to invade reality, feelings are not only those of their characters, and they can no longer disguise what they feel...

In this sequel of Being His Wife, our very much loved couple -Ariana and Damien- get to see how what seems like postpartum depression leads to Ariana's yearning for something more, above ordinary. This leads to a series of intense fallouts with her husband, a possible separation and even a divorce. It doesn't stop at that with a high possiblity of infidelity from our retired playboy's end and the return of a vengeful family member. Wanna see how all this unfolds? Stay tuned and prepare for the rollercoaster ride... Disclaimer: This is entirely a work of fiction and some scenes may or may not sit well with certain readers. Your discretion is therefore advised.

Meet the hottest girl band in town: The Fab F.O.U.R.! Making up the band is a financially unstable keyboard player, a lead singer with daddy issues, a drummer who won't eat and a guitar player in the closet. Add a hot male bass player to cause the girls to lose their minds and they just might be the next big thing. But with their overwhelming secrets and a crazed fan meddling in their lives is the band on the road to success...or disaster?

[WARNING STRONG MATURED CONTENTS] Beside me, I sensed his movement as he turned towards me, his eyes searching for mine. I purposely avoided meeting his gaze, instead focusing on calming my racing breath. But try as I might, my breath still trembled, betraying my inner turmoil. Despite my rapid blinking, a single tear escaped, making its way down my cheek. I heard the covers rustle as he shifted closer to me. His finger gently brushed against my face, capturing the tear. "I'm sorry, Hailey," his voice resonated in the dimly lit room, both deep and gentle. His touch was followed by a soft stroke through my brunette hair and a tender kiss on the crook of my neck. "I know this isn't what you wanted," he murmured, regret evident in his voice. "It doesn't matter," I replied quietly, my gaze still fixed on the ceiling. His apology felt like a stab to the heart, but I couldn't hold him responsible. Our circumstances were far beyond our control.Swallowing hard, I tried to push down the ache in my chest. "It was unavoidable, it isn't your fault," I muttered, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill. He sighed heavily, running a hand through his dark, tousled hair. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I allowed my cheek to rest against his strong chest, finding some solace in his comforting presence. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat brought a sliver of comfort to my shattered emotions. "I wish I could have given you more time to get to know me before all of this," he confessed, a touch of bitterness seeping into his words. "But those old Elders insisted on sealing our union immediately."