Let's Erotica Novels & Stories

Being overweight isn't always the easiest thing. For Olivia(Liv), she was always pretty confident in herself. She may have always called herself fat and ugly in front of her best friend(Becca), but in public, she would never talk about herself like that. To the public eye, she was confident and sexy. Follow along with the story of how Olivia met Johnathan (JP). Will she forgive him for all the things he has done to complicate her life or will she let him go and find someone else who deserves her? Or will she forgive him but still let him go for someone else?

I spiked the drink of Daniel Falkner, Belcaster's big shot, three years ago. After that night of madness, he doesn't punish me. Instead, he takes my waist in his hands and drives into me until my legs go weak, calling me "princess", again and again. But just as I'm about to confess, Serena Jarman, the woman he never gets over, returns. For her sake, he lets me get hit by a car, makes me watch Mom's keepsake get left to a stray, and even throws me into jail with his own hands. By the time I'm shattered and boarding a flight to Velport to marry someone else, Daniel is tearing Belcaster apart just to find me.

After eating a poisonous, hallucination-inducing mushroom, I genuinely thought I’d woken up inside a spicy erotica novel. I was the heroine—a live-in housekeeper working for a rich heir, the kind of impossibly handsome, impossibly wealthy man who only exists in fiction. When I opened my eyes and saw him standing there, I felt… oddly disappointed. I muttered under my breath, “Only six guys? What, do I need to take Sundays off?” The heir let out a short, disbelieving laugh. A slow, dangerous one. “If I’d known you were this bold,” he said, “I wouldn’t have bothered being gentle.” The moment the hallucination faded, I grabbed his sleeve and practically burst into tears. “Honey, I’m sorry. I swear I didn’t mean any of that.” He loosened his tie with maddening calm and murmured, “Relax. No one here takes Sundays off. And if you’re that eager to follow the plot of your little erotica novel… we can start right now.”

Kelly Brook thought her secret marriage to Anderson Grant would shield her from her previous scandal, but everything crumbled when she discovered Anderson’s betrayal—a hidden affair with her estranged twin sister, Kate. Forced to announce her own divorce, Kelly struggles to hold her composure as she faces public judgment and private heartbreak. With her resources tied to Anderson’s career and overshadowed by her sister. Kelly must decide whether to fight for redemption or let her past destroy her future.

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

Elena Miller’s life began twice—once before the cruise ship disaster, and once after it stole her memories and left her alone in a world that no longer recognized her. Taken in by a wealthy family, she was molded into the image of their lost daughter—trained to speak like her, dress like her, and live like her. For years, she survived as a replacement, surviving on borrowed love. But everything collapsed the day the real heiress returned, and Elena was cast aside as if she never mattered. Abandoned, broken, and unwanted, she should have faded into nothing. Instead, she caught the attention of Shaun Hayes. Shaun Hayes, heir to Australia’s most powerful family, is cold, calculating, and feared by everyone who knows his name. He does not chase. He does not lose. And he never looks at anyone twice—until Elena Miller. What begins as a dangerous fixation turns into something far worse: obsession. But as Shaun draws her deeper into his world, Elena starts uncovering fragments of a buried past—the cruise ship incident was not an accident, her identity was stolen, and every person around her has been lying about who she truly is. Now trapped between a hidden history, a family war she never knew she belonged to, and a man who refuses to let her go, Elena realizes the truth too late: Shaun Hayes doesn’t fall in love. He possesses.

The night my husband, William Costello, was assassinated by his enemies was supposed to be a celebration—our wedding anniversary. I was dressed in his favorite red dress, waiting for him, when the phone rang. "Mr. Costello was shot at the harbor. The bullet went through the back of his head. He died on the spot." I collapsed to the floor. I clung to his belongings, mourning for a week straight. We even lost our unborn child during this time. Everyone said William and I were true love. Even the Don himself came to the funeral, resting a heavy hand on my shoulder with a sigh. He said, "All of Blackhaven knows you were the only woman he ever loved." Grief nearly destroyed me. I stood at the river's edge, ready to follow William into the afterlife. However, I overheard my sister-in-law, Emily Hawkins, leaning into my brother-in-law, Jones Costello, her voice dripping with a twisted affection. She purred, "William, I love you so much. Between Nina and me, who do you think is sexier?" "Of course it's you, babe!" came the husky reply. I stood frozen, my eyes wide and my body trembling. Why was Emily calling my brother-in-law by my husband's name?

"You said you leave when there's nothing left for you to do so what if I gave you a reason to stay?"

He rejected me for the woman he once loved. Now, the Moon Goddess has given us another chance— but this time, I’m the one walking away. He was my mate. The Alpha every she-wolf dreamed of—strong, cold, perfect. But on the night of our union, he whispered the words that broke me completely: “You were never meant to be mine. She was.” His “her.” The woman who once owned his heart... and came back to claim it again. That night, I left the pack—bleeding, but proud. I carried the pain of rejection in silence, because to him, I was just the Luna chosen by fate. But to me, he was everything I’d ever wanted to love. Years passed, and I built myself back up, piece by piece. Then, under a blood moon, the Moon Goddess bound our souls again. I never expected to see him kneeling before me— the once-feared Alpha, now begging the same woman he once threw away. Only this time... the Luna he hunted has learned how to bite back.

I paid Curtis Robinett 200 thousand dollars a month to be a standby blood donor. My fiancée, Eden May, thought it was a waste of money. So she reassigned him to work part-time as her personal assistant instead. When Curtis accidentally submitted my marriage license appointment as a divorce filing for the 99th time, I kicked open Eden's office door. She didn't even look up. "We're in no rush to get married anyway," she said calmly. "Curtis is just careless. That's how he's always been." Later, in the emergency room, I called Eden while doctors rushed around me, my throat shredded from yelling. "Where's my emergency medical kit?" I rasped. "What did you do with it?" Curtis answered instead, his voice warm and smug. "You mean the expensive leather bag you kept in the cabinet? I swapped it out for a large party snack box. It holds everything just fine, and honestly, it looks a lot more cheerful. "Ms. May's brother and sister-in-law are both career soldiers. Your bag didn't really match that image, so I thought this would be more appropriate." My vision dimmed. My hands shook as I told Curtis to come donate blood. Eden laughed softly and cut in, "Stop pretending you're anemic just to get attention. If you're actually sick, deal with it. You're at the hospital; I think the doctors are fully capable of keeping you alive. Curtis is afraid of needles. He's not coming." Then, she hung up. She didn't appear until the surgical lights finally went dark. "Curtis had me bring you chocolate milk," she said. "It's good for recovery. It's not that he didn't want to help. He just faints at the sight of blood." She placed a settlement waiver on my bed. "I was the one who told him not to come. That 200-thousand-dollar monthly salary is his pay as my assistant. It has nothing to do with you. You didn't have to call the police for that. Sign this, and I'll go get the marriage license with you." I thought of what I had just seen in the operating room. Eden's brother, Harvey May, was bleeding out on the operating table, waiting for a lifesaving drug that never came. In the final moments of surgery, he could do nothing but lie there and die. I looked at her and said evenly, "You're the immediate family. It's not my place to sign that."