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Wet Confessions Thirty Taboo Tales You’ll Never Forget Some secrets are whispered. Some are moaned. And some are written between trembling thighs. From steamy offices and dimly lit confessionals to forbidden bedrooms and midnight rendezvous, Wet Confessions is a raw, unapologetically sexy collection of 30 taboo short stories that explore the desires we hide behind closed doors. Every story is a sin dressed in silk. Every character is someone you shouldn’t want but do. And every ending leaves you aching for more. These are the fantasies you never say out loud. The confessions you’d only whisper in the dark. And the kind of love you’re not supposed to crave. Read if you dare. Want more when you're done.

Diego strolled into his apartment, his heels clinking softly against the marble floor. He tossed his blonde wig on the couch, and his soft fingers propelled forward to count the dollar bills in his hands. “You're out crossdressing again?” His uncle, Roberto, a tall imposing figure with gray streaks on his hair walked into the room. “I might just have the perfect job for you,” Roberto chuckled softly and tossed a gun at Diego. “What?!” Diego's breath hitched in his throat as he swallowed the weight of the mission his uncle proposed. Cross dressing was one thing that Diego did with ease. There was no way he could do what his uncle requested; assassinating the infamous mafia lord of the Rocco empire. He stood in front of a mirror, holding the gun that Roberto had handed to him. There was no way that this soft and delicate hand could pull a trigger. Diego didn't expect that the mafia lord he was set up against was going to be a man who'll make his heart flutter. He tried to resist, bracing himself to complete his mission. But things only got heated when he found himself “entangled in the rival's hold.”

Her silky hair was a mess. Her makeup, ruined. Her dress wrinkled like she slept on it. She was there, but her mind, elsewhere. Her eyes went to me. Her lips curled into a lazy smile. In every step she gave, my heart sank thinking she would fall. “What happened to you? Are you okay?” I rushed towards her. Her face twisted with disgust. “Oh, perfect Bella. The golden girl. Always correct. Always the best.” “What…” “Perfect Bella. Has the best grades. She doesn't have to fight to get into college, colleges fight over her.” “Emma, you are drunk.” “Perfect Bella doesn't drink. She is as pure as water. Saint Bella.” Her eyes glinted. “Perfect Bella doesn't sleep with her best friend's husband.” My body froze as a wave of chill ran through my spine. “What… what are you talking about?” She leaned in, her breath thick with alcohol, “Where do you think Marcus is? Why do you think I can barely walk straight? Is it hard to believe he took me and not you to that bad that was supposed to be yours?” My heart clenched. Tears started forming in my eyes. It didn't take long till they gave up to gravity. He… he didn't. We'd promised this morning. He couldn't. “He wouldn't.” ***** It's been a year, but the scars are still there. My past echoing in my head reminding me of everything that happened since that day. Every time I open my eyes in the morning to see... nothing. “You only get hurt by the ones you love the most.” “You only get betrayed by the ones you trust the most.” What happens when these two misbeliefs collide? ***** I hope I wrote this book good enough to make you feel it. Obrigada.☺️

WARNING!!! Highly erotic. Utterly forbidden. Unapologetically sinful. 🔞 Have you been looking for stories that cross every line? Where lust is lawless, love is reckless, and sin tastes like honey on the tongue? This is not romance. It’s temptation unchained. A collection of taboo encounters that’ll make your pulse race and your conscience tremble. Every page drips with heat. Every scene dares you to want more. Read at your own risk. Because once you start, you’ll never crave anything pure again. You think you can stop? You won’t. Because this isn’t fiction anymore. It’s your craving, unholy and alive

Audrey Taylor’s life fell apart when her husband left her for someone else, leaving her to pick up the pieces. But just as she’s about to give up on her dreams, she discovers there’s a chance to fix her injured leg and dance again. The only problem? The doctor who can help now works for a billionaire, Michell Garcia, and getting to him is nearly impossible. When a twist of fate brings her face-to-face with Michell, she’s offered a deal that could change everything. Now, Audrey has to decide—how far is she willing to go to get her life back?

Jenn, seorang pelayan yang bahkan tidak berani menatap anak majikannya itu justru harus menjadi istrinya karena pengantin wanitanya kabur entah kemana.

I was auctioned like property. To pay my father’s debt, they put me on a stage in a red satin dress and diamond collar. I braced for the worst—until he stepped forward. Luciano Moretti. My ex. My first love. Now a ruthless mafia boss with blood on his hands… and my name still burned into his memory. He bid one million dollars to own me. “You’re mine again, cara. This time, there’s no escape.” He says it’s revenge. He says I broke him. But when he touches me… it still feels like home. In a world of power, secrets, and obsession, I’m not just fighting for my freedom— I’m trying not to fall in love with the devil all over again.

Si Daniella Ziel Meduya ay isang simpleng babae lamang na mahilig mag basa nang kung ano-anong mga nobela. Siya iyong tipo nang babaeng madalas mong makikita sa mga tahimik na sulok ng inyong paaralan at nagbabasa. Siya yung tipo nang babaeng madalas mo lang makikitang lumalabas nang bahay nila. Siya yung babaeng mas pipiliing mag-isa at magbasa kesa sayangin ang oras sa pag n-night club at kung ano pang mga gala. Pero nag-iba ang nakasanayan niyang iyon nang makilala niya ang dalawang lalaking pumasok sa buhay niya. Hero world became more colorful nang makilala niya ang mga ito. Dito niya naramdaman ang kung ano-anong mga emosyon na akala niya ay sa mga nobela niya lang mararamdaman. Ang mga lalaking dahilan kung bakit magmamahal at masasaktan siya sa dulo. The two men who are the reason of the story behind those pages she wrote herself. Want more? Read more. The Story Behind Those Pages a light romance story that is written for you by IshyKin

Danger always lurks around the shadow of El Mezannotte land where a cold ruthless master, and a vampire duke named Morbius Draven rule. He was a fearsome vampire who lost his light when his wife died. But it started to change when a fated crash into his car. Natasha Grey was a cold 26-year-old werewolf doctor who had enormous self-control but got abducted and almost raped if she did not manage to escape from her captors' grasp. Yet, on her escapade, fate had another plan for her, and tangled up with her vampire mate whom she could never escape from. But now they've met, how will fate play on Natasha's new life in the castle after being captured by her own mate? Will Morbius open up and let Natasha be his wolf doctor to heal his cold ruthless heart even though a threatening greed lurks around Morbius's properties? All Rights Reserved©

Valerie Thorne: Raven Blackwood was the man I liked since I was a child, made my heart race before I even knew what love meant. But childhood ends. Innocence fades. And Raven… Well. Raven became my worst nightmare. Even the devil would sit back and take notes from him, when it came to torture, harm, use, and kill. His grey eyes, hypnotic, dangerous, and unforgettable, would make anyone fall in love with, but same grey eyes would make anyone feel death. And every time they met mine, I couldn’t tell if he looked at me with the love with the depth of oceans for me, or was I another game he was playing, another pawn he planned to destroy? Raven Blackwood: Valerie Thorne. The girl who once was gentle, the sweetest ever I known. And now looked at me like I burned the sky. She was the light, too soft for the world I lived in, too good for the blood on my hands. But I never claimed to be anyone good. I never promised her good things. I only ever promised her one thing. That she was mine. Her fear didn’t surprise me. Her hate? Maybe. But it’s the way she still looked at me, like she wants to run and stay all at once. Because no matter how many sins I had, and will carry. No matter how deep I’ve dragged her into my hell. She’s the only piece of heaven I ever wanted to keep.