Lynn Loud Jr

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...burn. ----------------------- "Now, let's discuss your shorts." A big hand slips under the blanket and glides down my knees to my innermost thighs, a finger finding my pussy, and sinking in. "You are a naughty, naughty girl. Did you wear this to torture me? Answer me." "Yes," I manage after two gulped breaths. "I wore it for you." With no panties. Everything bare. "You want me that bad, Theresa? You want me worked up, right? Feral, agitated, hopelessly turned on, huh?" My lips part as he shifts the stethoscope, listening to my heart pound as I answer. "Y-yes." "Say it. I want to hear every word." "I wore shorts to turn you on, Dr Storm. Every time." Excitement flourishes in my stomach, and I ride it like a tidal wave. "I wore it so you could..." He waits, bristling with impatience as I trail off. A muscle leaps in his jaw, and his whole sculpted body is tense beneath me. "So I could what, Theresa? So I could what?" The silence is so loud, the tension so thick, his eyes so intense, so needy to hear the words, I feel my toes curl. "So, you could put your hand up there, Dr Storm. So, you could touch me."

For over a century, the only remaining vampire of the powerful McCain bloodline, Lynn McCain has wandered around the world slaughtering human families for sport and vengeance. One such human, Brad Callaway, a survivor of her onslaught has decided to revenge on Lynn. Surprisingly she decides to keep him as a pet and a blood bank. The two hate and despise each other to the core but as time goes by somehow they both realize they were meant to be. As much as they bury the hatchet, now the biggest problem is co-existing with one mortal and another capable of living for eternity. Not to mention the enemies Lynn has collected over the years of brutality, specifically her half a century dead Ex-boyfriend Ludwig who has just woke from the dead.

Fay is a young, sixteen years old werewolf who lived all his life with human parents. His first transformation happened when he was just ten years old, during the night of a full moon and he first communicated to his wolf, Hank. He never told anyone about it, not even his parents but he frequented the woods at night to have a run. His visits to the woods became too suspicious to his parents but they kept mute. One day, Fay walked into the woods and transformed but he turned around when he heard a loud shriek behind him, it was his parents. Terrified that they are raising a wolf, they tell Fay that he was picked at the door front years ago and he is not their child. They kicked young Fay out and he went to stay at an orphanage home. Fay did not stop his frequent running in the woods. Another fateful night, during his run in the woods, Fay sees another of his kind. A blue-eyed black wolf, Jake. Fay and Jake become best friends and Fay soon tell Jake to help him look for his biological parents, Jake takes his newfound friend back to the pack where his father Klein is the Alpha of the pack and they begin their search for Fay's parents. The search is proven abortive and nothing is found about Fay's parents. Nevertheless, Klein takes Fay in and treats him like a son. The friendship between Fay and Jake strengthens for a while but jealousy kicks in when Jake found out that Fay is stronger than he is and may take the Alpha position from him. The once bromance becomes hatred and war. . . . …..

“Strip.” He ordered simply, his eyes boring tentatively, “I'll not give you the liberty of picking up your clothes if you will not do as you're told.” “You married me to get revenge on me!” I spat, angrily. “You are not supposed to have any carnal knowledge of me, I won't let it happen.” He smiled. The same smile that cuts across his lips yet doesn't reach his face. “You want me to have sex with you?” “Isn't that what you mean by stripping?” I asked, confusion boldly written on my face. A loud, dry mocking laugh from him almost made me wish for death. “No wife.” He whispered, standing up from the bed towards me. “I don't want to see any of my properties on you in my house, I want you tattered and extremely void, I want to see what you will do when you're all bare before me.” I stumbled backwards at the hatred in his voice. “I want to see you at your lowest, Now strip!”

“I, Lyra Darko of the Frostbite pack, accept King Logan as my chosen mate.” "You tried to trick me, Your King!" He exclaimed, his voice loud and angry. *************** Logan Blackwood, powerful and arrogant Lycan King. He reached out to form an allegiance with Lyra’s father by marrying his daughter in the hope of also getting a strong Luna by his side. Lyra is constantly mistreated and reminded that she caused her mother's death by her father, stepmom and stepsister. She hoped to escape the hell hole one day when she finds her mate. She never told anyone her wolf hasn't emerged, but it was revealed when her wolf was meant to mark Lycan Logan during the arranged wedding ceremony. Threatened with death by her furious father for ruining his plans, she runs away for fear of what he might do to her only to fall into the hands of her fated mate, Alpha Cormac Shadow, an ambitious and greedy man. What choice would Lyra make? How will she defend herself in the power struggle between two Alphas?

"Promise me you'll never look for him again." His loud voice reached my ears. He was mad, and I knew it wasn't a good sign. "Answer me, Liliana." "I won't." My voice cracked. "I promise, I won't search for him ever again." All her life, Liliana had always been known for being weak and wolfless. At the ripe age of eighteen, she was yet to awaken her wolf, and if that wasn't embarrassing enough, then Liliana had no idea what was. Like she didn't already have enough on her plate, Liliana finds herself torn in between two irresistible men; her stepbrother's best friend, and her stepbrother himself. Liliana knows she's in the middle of a brewing disaster, but she can't deny the thrill of the forbidden pull between all three of them. As the attraction between them waxes stronger, will Lilliana make the right choice, or will the red hot pleasure scorn her forever?

"You like that?" he whispered, taking my earlobe in his mouth, and my lips parted. My breath came in short bursts, and everything blurred at the feel of his tongue on my index and middle fingers. He began sucking on them while his left hand slipped under my shirt, and a loud moan escaped me. My back arched of its own accord as his fingers began to rub circles around my rock-hard nipples, teasing them and another puddle moistened the already damp surface as my legs took on a life of their own and spread wider. ……. Scarlett Ford was a young woman from a humble background who found herself in the midst of luxury when she was taken in by the wealthy and powerful Sterling family. As she became more entrenched in their glamorous lifestyle, she fell in love with Reed, the eldest son of the family. However, Scarlett's mother, who was a chief maid in the Sterling household, warned her against pursuing the relationship, knowing that the matriarch, Colette de Beauvoir, would never approve of a romance between her son and a maid's daughter. Colette was a powerful woman who firmly believed in the social hierarchy that separated the wealthy from the poor. Despite her mother's warnings, Scarlett was determined to be with Reed and was blind to Colette's prejudices. As Reed took over his father's position as head of the family, the stakes became even higher. Would Scarlett be able to change Colette's narrow-minded views, or would everything fall apart?

(Bxb) Eric Valence thought finding a job as an editor for a well-known author named Draven H. Malcolm was the beginning of his writing career. He had no idea that it would also be the beginning of his love story. *** "You're so clueless, it bothers me." He frowned, "What does that mean-" "You never wondered why I gave you all the best things on my floor - the closest desk, drinks from my office, my newest project. I even went to your house and picked you up to make sure you weren't late." "My portfoli-" "There are twenty three others with the same experience as yours, that was an excuse," he admitted, peering into Eric's eyes and daring him to look away. Eric didn't. Draven sighed, "The reason I got mad that day..." he paused for a moment, hesitating again but deciding to let it all out, "the reason I got mad is because I heard you kissed Jason, which I wasn't too pleased about but then seeing you and Justin together..." He never finished his sentence, and Eric raised an eyebrow, "What about Justin and I?" "I feel like you're doing this on purpose," Draven chuckled, examining Eric's confused face. "I'm not sure what you're talking about-" "I like you," Draven said clearly with his entire diaphragm, expression it as loud as he could for Eric to understand. Eric felt his throat squeeze itself shut, no oxygen coming in or out. "I like you, a lot more than I thought, Eric," he breathed. Eric was unable to believe it, shook his head and looked away for moment, before meeting his gaze again. "Why me?" he asked quietly. Draven shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Eric with adoration and admiration, "I'm not sure either, but I want you to be mine."

Dedication "To all the girls who wished to be loved by a man insanely ,madly without any boundaries " "So you wanted to runaway from me ?" "No iii just wanted to die "her screams and cries were so loud that it can even shatter the glasses of the windows but not the devil's heart who is standing infront of her in all his glory . "I am not like other man's amore who will leave you in fear of you getting killed or hurt by my enemies ,i am from those who will embrace you in my darkness where not even death will be able to reach you , you are mine only mine " Daniel wang , a 28 years old ruthless billionaire and underworld mafia king , scary ,arrogant,merciless words like these are very small to define him . He is a bloodthirsty monster . He get whatever he desire no matter if its a thing or someones life . Neela gabriel capote was a 23 years old girl whose beauty can even make the nymph jealous . She was dusky beauty but her golden hairlocks and green serene eyes were enough to make look no less than a goddess .She was fierce until she met Him . "You are deadly amore " "Your eyes are most beautiful pair of eyes i have ever seen " " i am always afraid of darkness but i am having it all around me to embrace for my whole life and i love it " she lost her eyes .

For a second he couldn't believe it, he stood there staring at her dumbfounded, his emotions went from anger to pain to anger again then back to pain. "Why?". His voice barely came out, he was afraid if it came out loud then it'd be as a roar. "What's your excuse for all this?". "I....I don't want to live anymore, I'm tired". She cried. "I've been tired for a long time now Raysham". Unable to control himself he grabbed her shoulder and backed her against the counter so there was no gap between them. "That is not an excuse!". He almost yelled. "That is not a fucking excuse!". She said nothing, just sobbed and sniffled quietly. "You are a coward Sayya, you lost faith in us, in yourself, Sayya you gave up on everything!". He said. Tears pricked his vision but he forced them back by blinking. "Yes you have been through a lot but you had absolutely no right to do that, you should have spoken to someone, if you hated me so much that you couldn't talk to me then you should have at least told Hytham!". He said. "My life isn't worth living Raysham, you know it!". She cried. "I don't know! All I know is that in months to come I will sit alone and grieve knowing you did this to us, I will grieve knowing you caused the pain". He said.