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"You claim to hate me because I'm an animal but look at how your c**t has soaked my fingers," he brought his hand to my face and indignation washed through me when I saw how soaked his fingers were from my wetness. I tried to avert my eyes, to look away but my eyes were latched on his hand and he brought it to his mouth to lick his fingers clean and he released the last one with a pop with his eyes locked on mine. And I died. Literally. **************** Nadine Singh is a human in the normal and she works in a real estate company. When she proposes a development plan to convert a forest into a mega city, she doesn't know that she's stepping on the toes of the race of werewolves that inhabit the forest and are unseen to the humans until she's kidnapped by their Lycan King. Kai Cruz, the Lycan King and the Alpha of the surviving werewolf race that lives in Eden City, a city that looks like a deep forest to humans is forced to make a drastic decision to save his people. He's forced to kidnap the human that's hell-bent on converting their natural habitat into a mega city. He plans to convince her to stop the development and he's not prepared to discover that the human is actually his mate, a mate that he has been looking for for years because she's the only one that can put a stop to an impending doom for the whole werewolf race. Will Nadine accept her fate as being mated to a Lycan King and fall in love with him or will she fight her for her freedom all the way to the end?

There's a prophecy – a prophecy holding the fate of two worlds. On the edge of Lilah's field, at the twelfth hour of the fall of twelve, the three kings will unite, a daisy will be lost, or the worlds will be gone. The Oracle tells me that I am bound to the prophecy. That I cannot alter or change it. That I’m destined to be greater than what I am, but I already knew that. I’ve known that since the age of five. Now, can you guess who needs to die? Death doesn’t bother me. I will let the world burn if it means achieving my goals – because with every lick of the whip; he tore my flesh raw, as his laughter rang through the mansion, and my screams disturbed the heavens. No one cared to help, no one listened – definitely not the Gods. So why should I? ._. Eldora. A world woven together by magic. Cloaked in darkness and chaos, sin and deceit. Where no one is innocent; where both hands - and teeth - drip with the blood of others. And there is her. A lone wolf, watching the world tear itself apart. Watching the chaos, the death, the destruction as she fights a far greater war, within her. What's right and wrong? What's considered good and evil? Where does she stand in this enteral mystery, we call a universe? Coated in darkness and pain, she questions the meaning of life and death, and her purpose in this world of infinite possibilities. She finds only one answer: REVENGE. *WARNING this story contains abuse, suicidal thoughts, intense trauma, and erotic scenes. Please do not read if this is heavily triggering for you!*

When, a gang of mafia destroyed her bar, along with her hopes and dreams, all thanks to her cheating ex-boyfriend. Erin finds herself not only out of a job but with nowhere to live. Starting all over again is not that easy. When the handsome married man stood in front of her offering her a way out, she became flustered. Should she still believe in this man? ****** On his first shift night, the Moon Goddess told him, "Your mate is a human" but how can a human be a werewolf's mate! Now, he has been hiding in human society for years, and he has often fantasised about what his human mate looks like. "The werewolf world is too dangerous for her, "he said to his wolf. But when she appeared in his world, he knew she was the one and he and his wolf would do anything to keep her safe. ****** {He stops to look at me, the electricity flows between us as I lick my lips; his eyes go wide as he watches me before he lowers his head. “Is he going to kiss me?” Suddenly, a cold autumn breeze blows through the air, making us both pull apart; he suddenly pulls his hand away from mine, leaving me feeling awkward as I trail behind him. Why did I have to open my big mouth? I pull my hands into my coat sleeves, missing his warmth. I swear he was about to kiss me, and I wanted it too! I’m such a fool!}

When my body is engulfed in flames, my firefighter father is watching a new movie with my sister. My mother is baking them a cake. I hear laughter in the living room, and I can smell the caramel popcorn in the kitchen. Today is my family's weekly family day—it's a day for my sister and parents to be with each other. The doorbell rings, and the perpetrator gives me a chance to ask for help. My limbs are bound, and stones fill my mouth. I stand at the door and desperately wait for my parents to open it. They don't get up. Instead, they sit on either side of my sister and hug her. "We promised you we'll only be with you on our family days. No one can disturb us." "What if it's Danica?" Ravenna Sutton, my sister, asks. "Her? She hasn't answered her phone in days—who knows where she's off being wild? I'll think of her as dead if she still doesn't return tomorrow!" Ravenna giggles. Mom feeds her some popcorn, and Dad discusses the movie's plot with her. The perpetrator drags me back upstairs and laughs mockingly in my ear. "Looks like I did something unnecessary. They genuinely don't care about you." Smoke permeates every corner upstairs, and the flames start to lick at my body. Mom and Dad protect Ravenna as they run downstairs. They have no idea their birth daughter is screaming in pain amid the blazing fire.

Jake despised weak women, especially women who showed interest in him. A strong and independent woman was what could drive the beast in him, but there was Cassie. Adopted by Jake's uncle at the age of six, Jake treated her like his sister, but how did things change? ---CASSIE--- I imagined him. Just the thought of him had me squeezing my thighs. I kept my eyes closed so I could focus my thoughts on him. My breathing grew heavier as I rubbed my clit, and my body started to tense up, feeling like I was about to tip over the edge of my orgasm. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt the walls of my room start spinning faster and faster as I rubbed on my clit frantically. I imagined him flipping me onto my back and starting to slowly kiss and lick my body, from my stomach to the peak of my breasts. I could feel his hands work their way down between my legs and I moaned. His expert moves had me losing my breath. "Oh, Jake..." ---JAKE--- Fuck! My steps halted and I instantly regretted my decision to walk into her room without knocking. The bathroom door wasn't fully closed, and I could hear the shower going, but when I turned to leave, her moan reached my ears, stirring my cock alive. Cassie... I almost groaned her name. And then, out of nowhere, she moaned my name, and I swear, my knees went weak. "Damn!" (Read at your own risk!)

My father-in-law said he wanted to experience "how the young folks have fun these days," so I took him to my wife's newly opened upscale cocktail bar for a quiet drink. I’d just finished ordering him a custom cocktail when a man from a booth across the room swaggered over, glass in hand. His eyes scanned the drink menu on our table, and a condescending smirk twisted his lips. "Only ordering the cheapest well drinks?" he sneered. "Brought the old man here to enjoy the free air conditioning? Trash like you belongs in a dive bar. Who even let you in here?" Anger burned in my chest. I stood up, my jaw clenched. "We're paying customers. What's it to you?" But before I could say another word, his face darkened with pure rage. He snatched the half-finished beer bottle from our table and smashed it on my head. "My girl owns this place!" he snarled. "Even if I crack your skull open, I can afford the payout! You filthy pauper—either get on your knees and lick my shoes dry, or get the hell out of my sight. You're an eyesore." The beer dripped down my face. My hands trembled with fury as I wiped it away. Then, a cold calm settled over me. I opened my phone, switched to the camera, and went live. "Alright, everyone," I said into the screen. "You won't want to miss this. We're going live to catch my cheating wife and see the double life she's been leading."

Please…” I begged wanting him to do more. My body shook when he increased the pace.I dropped my back to the desk and arched my back.His mouth found my clit and I let out a deep moan. I could feel the pressure building up. “Greg,I'm so…so close.” I whimpered. His movement slowed a bit. “No!” I cried. “Please.” I could feel the smile tugging in his lips as he continued to lick on my clit. “Please…” I begged even more,my voice sounding needy even to my own ears. He increased his pace.Fingering me faster and harder. My toes curled as I felt the pressure about to explode inside of me. “I'm going to cum..” “Then do so,show me how good you can be and cum for me.” Pressure exploded through me,my whole body shaking from it all.I let my head rest on the desk as I tried to catch my breathe. His arms came around me, lifted me up and wrapped me in his arms. “Thank you.” I whispered. He planted a light kiss on my shoulder and just held me. I pulled back and looked him in the eye. “That was my first orgasm.” I announced proudly,warmth filling my heart. He smiled and leaned in.”How about another one.” ******************************************* Sex. That was the only reason Emillia Winslow got married to the Mafia Billionaire, Gregory Densmore. Being deeply religious,she is thrown into a world that contrasts her belief. There is no remorse,no confessions and no forgiveness. Will She manage to bring light into the dark or will the dark engulf her,forcing her to bring out her shadow self.

WARNING: This book is pure filth. If stepbrother taboo, cruel edging games, and obsessive possessive sex aren’t your thing, close it now. Everyone else… enjoy the fall. NOTE: THIS ISN'T INCEST. *** I’ve always wanted my stepbrother, even before the day our parents said “I do.” Nineteen years old, and I still get dripping wet every time Jax walks into a room shirtless, cocky, and smelling like sin. He knows. He’s always known. For years he’s made me suffer because of it, fucking different girls and subjecting me to the ruin of listening to them moaning and screaming his name. He fingers me under the dinner table, tongue in my pussy while our parents room are in the other end of mansion. He makes me lick other girls off his cock just so he can remind me I’ll never be more than his dirty little secret. But he has one unbreakable rule: brothers don’t fuck their little sisters. No matter how hard I beg. No matter how many times he edges me until I’m sobbing. He never fucks me. Until the night our parents’ jet takes off and Jax locks every door in the mansion… I hate him. I crave him. I’m going to make him snap. Because the second he finally shoves that thick cock inside me, I’m never letting him go. Ready to be ruined? ONE-CLICK AND FIND OUT HOW FAR A STEPBROTHER WILL GO TO OWN WHAT HE SWORE HE’D NEVER TAKE.

Sophia Censatio, a waitress, tough and strong. She was hard like a rock to let anyone in until she met Aaron Samuel who made her steal heart turned soft and went explode. Aaron Samuel, a 30 years old bachelor. He has a cold heart. He never cared about anyone's feelings aside from his friends and family. He believes every woman is the same. All they want is; MONEY!! They would lick the ground he walk on for money but, Sophia changed his perspective. What happens when these two meet? And at that, they both need each other's help? • "There, sign the contract" he shot her a cold glare. "W.. wh.. what?!! You want me to sign a contract marriage with you?!" She asked in an unbelievable tone. "No, I'm not interested. I never agreed to do this with you" she added by declining even though, she needed it badly. If she agrees to be his wife for a year then, her sick mother will get treated and she will also be rewarded with money. Then, Aaron can also claim his father's empire. "Of course, you'll. Sign this and save your mother or, I make your life a living hell. I'm pretty sure, you know what I'm capable of doing " A wicked smirk creep at the corner of his lip. "Lying to your family that I'm your girlfriend isn't enough? Now, you're forcing me to do this? You're a monster!" She said to him as tears welled up in her eyes. "I know, I hear that a lot. Now, sign the damn paper before I lose it" he ordered her in his usual cold and scary tone. With her hand trembling in fear, she took the pen and signed the papers. Unknown to her, she just signed the death of herself.

“Look at you trembling in my arms when I haven’t even done anything to you. I’m sure your pussy’s already made a mess out of your panties down there, hm?” My thighs rubbed against each other, trying to soothe that aching spot between my legs I hadn’t even noticed till he brought it up. “Want me to check?” His mouth was by my ear again, tongue flicking out to lick the shell while his dirty words vibrated against the delicate skin of my neck. I shook my head no. “Then tell me, baby. Let me know. Are you wet for me?” I stifled a whimper and shook my head again. “You dirty liar,” he growled, tasting the skin under my ear, tongue lashing out deliciously. “The next time you lie to me I’m going to bend you over the nearest surface and spank the truth out of you.” *** Alessio Castelli is Manhattan’s most successful billionaire. I never expected him to know about my existence let alone invite me to be his personal cook but that’s what happens. I’m determined not to fall for him because he’s an arrogant playboy who never misses a chance to remind me how I’m not his type. But somehow, he begins a game of seduction and I fall into his trap, growing feelings even though he’s way out of my league. He uses me for my body while I fall in love with him and I know heartbreak is inevitable, the worst thing that can happen. But I’m proven wrong soon enough when a previous lover comes back into the picture and claims he’s the father of her unborn child. Who will he end up choosing?