Luffy D Monkey Dad Novels & Stories

"Don't stop now, Daddy. Isn't this exactly what you wanted?" Lona whispered wickedly, her fingers tracing playful patterns across his broad chest. Revan met her gaze with a flat, icy stare—the kind of coldness that only served to fuel the fire between them. "You're the one who started this, Lona. Don't go regretting it when I refuse to let you go." "I never regret anything," she challenged, her breath hitching as Revan pulled her sharply against his waist. "Good," Revan hissed, his voice dropping to a chilling edge. "Because to me, you're just a noisy little toy. Shut up and take your punishment." Lona gasped, completely losing herself to the raw power of her young stepfather.

(This story is part of 'I call the alpha daddy' book, but can be read as standalone.) Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional. The pack We all share the same loss, we all know what we want. Fate has been cruel. But now we got a second chance. She'll be ours to love and spoil. We'll make her one of us and god help anyone who'll get in between. The girl No one should feel this loss. 2 years ago I lost everything, 2 years ago I lost me. Now that life is throwing me a second chance that I'm taking it no matter his strange it might be. What happens when their worlds collide. Will they be able to confront all the old and new demons. Can they have their happily ever after. This story contain some daddy kink in it. Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.

"Does my son fuck you this good? No? Then take this dick like the good girl you are." My father-in-law had me bent over the kitchen counter, hand clamped over my mouth to muffle my moans, while his son—my husband—called my name from upstairs... *** You think you know what you're getting into? You don't have a fucking clue. This isn't some tasteful romance where the camera pans away. This is the raw, uncut, NC-17 version of your filthiest 3 AM fantasies—the ones you'd never admit to anyone, not even yourself. We're talking Daddies who don't ask permission because you already gave it with those desperate eyes. Men old enough to be completely off-limits but experienced enough to make you forget your own name. They'll bend you over their desk, fuck you silent at family dinner, and make you call them Daddy while reminding you how young, and tight you are. Trigger warnings? Everything here is designed to trigger you. Age gaps that'll get you disowned. Rough hands leaving fingerprint bruises on your hips. Choking that blurs your vision while he calls you his perfect little slut. Public sex in places you'll never see the same way. Getting passed around because one man isn't enough. These men don't make love—they fuck, claim, own. They'll use every hole like it belongs to them because it does. Degrade and worship you in the same breath. Call you their dirty girl while balls deep making you scream. Now be a good girl, turn the fucking page, and let Daddy show you what you've been missing.

Elena Carter’s world is turned upside down when her divorce is finalized, only to discover that she’s pregnant—and the father could be either her ex-husband, Ethan, or Daniel, the stranger she shared one unforgettable night with. Torn between the two men, Elena is forced to confront a past filled with betrayal and a future she never expected. As Ethan grows determined to fight for his unborn child, his jealousy and obsession threaten to destroy everything, while Daniel remains an elusive presence, caught up in his own life. With emotions running high and the truth slipping further out of reach, Elena must navigate a web of love, lies, and heartache. Will she ever know who the father is? Or will the consequences of her choices haunt her forever?

CONTENT WARNINGS: BDSM, reckless MMC's, Stockohlm syndrome, and Trauma bonding. [From Chap 133+ Isnt for the faint of heart] Be warned now 💋🤭🌈🔞 —----------------- “I’ve been jerking to your photo every night for five years,” Tristan's calloused hand guides me along his crotch. “Aren't you happy to see me, Bunny?” “You murdered my father. Broke out of jail. Shot my fiancé at our wedding altar.” My voice flares. “Happy to see you?” “Because you’re the love of my goddamn miserable life,” he seizes my chin, forcing me to meet those frosty, possessive eyes. “The moment you said ‘I do,’ you became mine. You bear my hickeys, my ring, and my name. And it’s our wedding night, Husband.” Who chains their husband naked and dangles him from the top of a skyscraper on their wedding night?! Death isn’t romantic. I’m not a masochist. So why the fuck is my cock hard? Tristan grins, “Still lying to yourself?” I bite down on his lips. He doesn’t flinch even as blood trickles out. “Say that again and lose your tongue.” His grin widens with bloodied teeth. “Right, you're not into men… just me.” —------------- Tristan ‘Mad-Bishop’ Alister got busted by the Feds and locked away for five years. Now, he’s back to claim his obsession: Carlton Dickson. Tristan isn’t just Carlton’s captor. He’s Carlton’s former step-father, and their connection is more taboo than their forbidden affair. As Tristan serves justice to those who destroyed him, using ways that would make the devil shiver, Carlton is trapped between hatred and a dark desire he can’t escape. Can Carlton survive the truth of their relationship to each other? Or will they burn in the flames Tristan’s lit to consume everyone in his path?

BLURB 18+ | Strictly Mature Readers Only ️ Reader Discretion is Strongly Advised ️ This collection is pure, dripping wet taboo indulgence. No sweet romance, just raw, filthy forbidden pleasure that will soak your sheets and leave you aching. From a girl getting ruined by her father’s best friend, to a desperate patient begging her dad’s doctor to “treat” her needy pussy, a stepdaughter creaming on her stepfather’s fingers in the back seat, a shy boy surrendering to his best friend’s dominant father, and a sinful young woman tempting her priest,every story is packed with urgent, dominant, sheet-gripping fucking and dark, addictive secrets. Welcome to Daddy’s Dirty Girl, your new filthy obsession.

When Jax Wilder pins Nova Ellis against a frat house wall on a full moon night, he tells himself it means nothing. By sunrise he proves it — calling her worthless in front of his laughing teammates, banning her from his world like she was something he'd accidentally tracked in from outside. What he doesn't know: she's already carrying his sons. For three years, Nova builds a life out of nothing. Two jobs. A tiny apartment with glow stars on the ceiling. Twin boys with their father's jaw and her unbreakable spine, raised on love and stubbornness and the quiet ferocity of a woman who stopped waiting to be rescued somewhere around month two. She doesn't need Jax Wilder. She doesn't need anyone. She has everything she built and she built it herself. Then the Alpha King walks into her charity gala. Jax has spent three years believing she was dead — dragged away by rogue wolves the night she finally told him the truth, the night he was too cowardly to hear it. He's been carrying that like a wound ever since, ruling the United Packs with everything he has except the one thing that mattered. When he catches her scent across a crowded ballroom and turns to find two little boys wearing his face, looking back at him like they already know who he is — his entire world restructures itself around a single fact. He threw away the wrong woman. Some alphas build thrones. Some women discover, only after losing everything, that they were the foundation the whole time. And some rejections come with a cost — three years of compound interest, two future kings, and a Luna Queen bloodline eight hundred years old that makes his crown look like a recent development.

"Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy that’s been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my son’s ring.” "Yes, daddy." * Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her. She was starving. And Domenico Gravano—her devil father-in-law—was the only man who ever made her feel full. He’s twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesn’t ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesn’t hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted. It’s forbidden. It's filthy. And it’s about to become her obsession. But Domenico doesn’t do soft. He doesn’t do love. He does control. He does power. He does ownership. And Reina? She’s about to find out what happens when a Gravano decides to make you moan… and never stop. He’s her father-in-law. He’s her first real pleasure. He’s the man who will destroy them both… just to keep her.

“I don’t know how,” I whispered. “Can you show me? Please, daddy.” He should have said no. Instead, he said, “Lie back and open those pretty legs. Let daddy take care of that for you.” When I shattered all over his fingers he looked at me like I was the most devastating thing he’d ever seen and said, “That’s my sweet girl.” Three days later he put me on a plane to London and didn’t look back. ----- She has spent three years across an ocean trying to unlearn her Stepfather; his voice, his hands, the way he said her name like it cost him something. She almost managed it. Then he called to say he was getting married again and he needed her home. Now she’s back in Boston, sleeping under his roof, watching him plan a future with someone else, and pretending she doesn’t still want him the way she did at nineteen. He is doing the same, pretending. Controlling. Building walls and calling it protection. But three years haven’t changed what’s between them. If anything, the distance made it worse. He sent her away once to save her from him. This time, she isn’t leaving. Some things are wrong in every way that matters, and still impossible to stop. WARNING: This book contains explicit erotic content and is meant for mature audiences. It explores desire, power, and complicated relationships without holding back. Please proceed only if you’re comfortable with that.

I misbehaved. My knees ached from being planted on the aggressively cold floor for so long, but I would take the pain for as long as possible, if it meant gaining the Devil's forgiveness. I whimpered helplessly as the beast of a man pierced me with his cold eyes, ever so subtly patting his strong thigh twice. "D-daddy please-" My pleas were unfinished and went unheard as he continued to pick up the black paddle from his desk and roll up his sleeves. "Don't waste my time, angel." He muttered gruffly, the depth of his well matured voice making every fibre of my being to tremble. "Bend over daddy's lap and receive your punishment, princess." "Y-yes daddy." For her he'd slaughter a nation and drag many to Hell. The Devil has had his eyes on Vanessa since he met the innocent, untainted angel. His Angel. He'd do anything to keep her, to feel her impeccable skin under his impure fingertips, to kiss and stain the luscious lips of an angel with sin and to ruin her innocence and carve his name into her soul. And she's not just about to resist him. When an innocent, naive, little angel mingles with the step-father from Hell.