Moondrop And Y/n Novels & Stories

Disclaimer: Mature Audience Only! This book is specifically designed to be viewed by adults and therefore may be unsuitable for children under 18. This book may contain one or more of the following: crude indecent language, explicit sexual activity. "I'm your master, right?" "Y… yes…" "Yes what?" "Yes, master." "Then I order you to go on your knees and suck." .......... They don't call him the devil for nothing. Ryan Johnson doesn’t do distractions, doesn't chase women, until her. But one look at her and her sinful curves, those defiant brown eyes, and his self-control shatters. But she is too young, too forbidden, but the way her pink lips part when he pins her with that stormy gaze? Irresistible. One taste, and he’s addicted. The more he resists, the harder she pulls him under. Elena Carter is a wildfire, chaotic, impulsive, and too reckless for her own good. When she sneaks into an exclusive club with her friends under fake ID, she doesn’t expect to lock eyes with him. He’s everything she shouldn’t want. He’s all dominance, danger and recklessly magnetic, his calm exterior masking a storm of intensity that draws her in like a moth to a flame. He knew it was dangerous, she knew it was illicit, both of them knew it was forbidden but they couldn't stop themselves. Between stolen touches and secret rendezvous, Elena discovers a side of herself she never knew existed, one that craves submission to Ryan’s command. But when the truth comes out, will their guilty pleasure destroy everything or become the one thing they can’t live without? “𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞.”

The story you are about to read is inspired by a true story and refers to a time span of three years. During this time, various events take place. Love. Intrigue. Folly. Trips. Hopes. Vicissitudes. A love triangle will put a girl disputed between two important but profoundly different men at the center of attention. A princess. A commander. A sailor. A ship. Between one port to another, from one route to another, in an endless journey between sea and land , in different geographic locations around the world will happen à the unthinkable - in which the main protagonists of the story - it will help in moments of difficulty - but at the same time they will hate each other - struggling to re - establish their bonds and their role. At the seaside, life is different. You don't live by the hour but by the moment. We live by the currents, we adjust to the tides and follow the course of the sun. Cit. (Sandy Gingras) I want the sea to touch me, make me breathe the world and its whys, give me an eternal instant, which I will carry with me as an indelible memory. The sea is the mystery in which I immerse myself to rediscover my life. The sea. Cit. (Stephen Littleword) You can't be unhappy when you have this: the smell of the sea, the sand under your fingers, the air, the wind. Cit. (Irène Némirovsky) When love is true and sincere, it climbs over the mountains, the vastness of the sky and the sea. No human experience is greater than its strength. Cit.(Romano Battaglia)

“Bend over. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t have the energy to run away from me tomorrow," he growled, and the threat alone made my panties dampen. Emilia Visconti has always lived by the rules. But when she moves to Italy, rules are broken and Raffaele de Luca is the only man dangerous enough to shatter them all. Dangerous, ruthless, and demanding, he drags her into a world of power, blood, and forbidden desire. But Emilia is no fragile victim. She is clever, stubborn, and fiery, a woman who fights even when the odds are stacked against her. Raffaele doesn’t choose her. He claims her. Because her father caused the death of his father, she becomes the tool of his revenge. Every touch, every command, every claim on her body is a reminder that she belongs to him, and he will use her to make the Romano family pay… with her name beside his. Yet shadows of her past refuse to let her go. Adriàn Cortez, the only man she’s ever truly loved, haunts her heart and her desire, threatening to undo everything Raffaele has claimed. What begins as vengeance twists into obsession. What should have destroyed them both becomes the fire neither can resist… even as passion, danger, and desire pull her in two irresistible directions

Die Schatten meiner Vergangenheit Vor einem Jahr wurde Angels Leben in einer einzigen Nacht zerstört. Nachdem ihre Eltern brutal ermordet wurden, musste sie fliehen, ihre Identität aufgeben und alles zurücklassen, was sie jemals geliebt hatte. Unter einem neuen Namen versucht sie in einer fremden Stadt ein normales Leben aufzubauen. Doch die Vergangenheit lässt sich nicht so leicht begraben. Jede Nacht wird sie von Albträumen verfolgt, und die Angst, entdeckt zu werden, begleitet jeden ihrer Schritte. Als ein geheimnisvoller und gefährlich attraktiver Mann ihren Weg kreuzt, gerät ihre mühsam aufgebaute Welt ins Wanken. Seine kalten Blicke scheinen mehr über sie zu wissen, als er sollte, und schon bald erkennt Angel, dass ihre Flucht möglicherweise nie wirklich beendet war. Während dunkle Geheimnisse ans Licht kommen und alte Feinde näher rücken, muss Angel entscheiden, wem sie vertrauen kann. Doch in einer Welt voller Verrat, Macht und Blut kann die falsche Entscheidung tödlich sein. Manche Vergangenheiten bleiben begraben. Andere kommen zurück, um alles zu zerstören.

“Answer me…how many fucking men have taken pleasure from this body…” I shake as I feel his fingers skating down my chest… Br*ast, N*pple, Torso, Then…then…my v*lva. I moan, staring into his orb with lust... He locks eyes with me while he feathers a touch over my clit. “Speak up. How many…have touched this cl*t, make it swell…make it h*rny…speak?” He commands and I moan... *** Since my eighteenth birthday everything I felt for my foster father turned into lust. I wanted him to ruin me for other men but he kept rejecting me. Breaking my heart. I'm not about to stop. I'll tempt him until he caves. Until he fucks me. Because David Truman is mine. **** David started having lustful feelings for Vera since her eighteenth birthday. He tried to make it stop but it couldn't. He knows involving in this naughty relationship with his foster daughter will implicate her life yet he can't help it. He wants to devour her. He want to own her. To ruin her for men. But after giving her himself as a gift on the night of her graduation, he wanted more. Will he still be able protect Vera from the mafia brothers searching everywhere for her?

“You’re nothing but a slut who crawled into my bed for money—worth less than braille to me.” Nich’s voice was flat, cold, and utterly void of emotion, every word a sharp blade straight to my heart. “N… Nich!” I clung to him from behind, desperate to believe he didn’t mean it—only for him to pry my arms away and shove me aside roughly. “You’re a whore… the most disgusting woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.” The slap cracked against my cheek, hard and stinging. Alongside it, he tossed a cheque—half a million pesos—right at my feet. “Get out of my life. Don’t ever let me see your face again.” A bitter, broken laugh bubbled up my throat. I tore the cheque into tiny pieces without a second thought. Tears streamed down my face, but I forced a sharp, unyielding smile. “Fine. I’m leaving. Keep your money. You think as a big-shot CEO you can buy anything you want? You’re wrong. My dignity isn’t for sale—not to a fool, and certainly not to a man as blind and stupid as you.” “From this moment on… we never knew each other.” Every beat of my heart felt like it was being pierced by a thousand needles. I once hoped there was goodness even among the wealthy—but I was wrong. Today I learned the cruel truth: for people like him, money is the only law, and wealth is the only justice that matters.

My husband has a dangerous condition - Jacob's syndrome, a rare genetic disorder where men carry an extra Y chromosome (XYY). But it's not just the genetics - he has an uncontrollable rage that turns him into a monster. It all started when I saved his life. After that, he became obsessed with me, relentlessly pursuing me for three years. He deliberately ran his car into my childhood sweetheart, leaving him permanently disabled. Then he threatened to kill my entire family unless I married him. For seven years after our marriage, his controlling behavior became pathological. He even had a tracking chip implanted in my body and completely controlled my freedom. Yet at the same time, he showered me with endless love and catered to my every wish. When my mother-in-law pointed her finger at me while speaking, he snapped it without hesitation. When my sister-in-law's child disturbed my afternoon nap, he threw them both out of the house and severed all family ties. I refused to have a child, terrified of what darkness might be passed down, so he invested his entire fortune into developing cutting-edge genetic screening technology, making it possible for me to conceive a healthy baby. But on the very day I discovered I was pregnant... My mother-in-law stormed into our home with a group of people, accusing me of having an affair and carrying another man's child. They beat me until I lost the baby. As I lay there barely clinging to life, my husband finally arrived. My mother-in-law thrust a doctored video in his face and said, "Troy! Your wife had an affair and got pregnant with another man's child. Look, here's the proof!"

Knox advanced slowly toward her as she pressed herself against the wall. He seized her hair, and yánked it forcefully which caused her head to snap back. At the same time, he snaked his hand underneath her skirt, and palmed her mound possessively through her panties. “This is mine…ours,” he said, staring at Killian, his twin brother who gave a curt nod. Zena glared at him and her eyes welled up with angry tèars. However, she remained silent. "I can practically see the anger burning inside you," Knox smirked, unfazed. His grip tightened páinfully, causing her to whîmper…as tears streamed down her cheeks. "That's it, Zena, let your tears flow. Let the ráge consume you, knowing that the man you despîse is about to take control of your body, and there's nothing you can do to stop it," he táunted. Zena felt a powerful urge to spit at the ruthléss Alpha who had taken everything from her. But, it took every ounce of her self-control she had to resist. “I hate you so much," she hissed, her words drippîng with vènom. Knox leaned closer, his cheeks touching hers, “I know,” he whispered, "Don’t ever stop." . . . The Skull Rogues have never relented when it came to attacking The Blue Moon Kingdom—and they were not going to stop until they had successful killed alpha Knox and alpha Kylian, the twin alpha princes. However, things take a drastic shift when Zena, the leader of the Rogues, is captured and delivered into the hands of her enemies. And the twin alpha princes were hell–bent on exacting their revenge upon her in a hundred–fold. But fate had other plans in store for them.

New book: Alpha's moonborn mate is OUT now. Read it today8-) ____ "Raven, love me. I want to feel you more and more inside me. I want you to love me the best you can." She dragged themselves near a wall across. She stood sandwiched between him and the wall while directing his lips down to her neck in urgency. "I want you now." Kiara grasped at the bust of enormous feeling. His first two fingers went in and out of her hole while the water overhead did its perfect work of giving a push to his rage. Raven groaned pinching her p***y lips between her legs that resulted into making her open her mouth at the beautiful pain that gush down between her legs. Kiara moaned while Raven accepted this chance to ravish her mouth. He kissed every freaking inch of her mouth closely sucking her tongue. He brought his hands together pressing both her boobs at the same time with such aggression that she kind of jumped arcing her back. He pinched her mounds lifting her up until her pink nipples were rubbing on his wet lips. "Uhhh, Raven!" She screamed feeling him inside her. "He's going to break you!" Her heart warned. "But I'm going to love him anyway." She replied back. ________ He broke up with her in the last year of their college. She begged him to not do it. Cried badly for nights craving for him but he didn't listen. However, after almost three years of separation he appeared in her life with a proposal... A proposal that changed her for real bad. Love will be deceived, hearts will be broken, lives will be destroyed and souls will be ripped apart in this journey filled with secrets, obsessions, relationships, greed and lost love!

Th‍e⁠ir marriage was a transaction.⁠ Th‍eir war was p‍e‌rsonal. T⁠hei‌r pas‌sion was unforeseen. Elara Vega is an⁠ artist whose life i‌s p‌ainted in bold⁠, rebellio‌us colors. When a devastating betrayal by he‌r‍ own family threa‍tens to de⁠stroy everything‍ her⁠ father built, she is‌ given a brut⁠al ch‍oice: sell her‌ freedom to save his le⁠gacy. ⁠Kaelan Sterling is a billionaire fortress of ice and ambit‍ion. To secu⁠re a cruc‌ial merger and shield his empire from a l‌urking threat, he needs‍ one thing: the per⁠fect, unto⁠uchable wife. He doesn't want lo‌ve; he wants a business‍ pa‍rtner. Bound by a cold, clinical contract, they a⁠re‌ enemies from‍ the start. He sees her as a chaotic liability. She sees him as a heartless tycoon. Their for‌ced proximity is a battle of‌ will‍s, fi⁠lled⁠ with sha‌rp word‌s and eve‌n sharper attra‍ction. Bu‍t in t‍he gilded cag⁠es of penthouses⁠ a‌nd high‌-society ga‍la⁠s, a dangerou‍s fire ignites. As a c‍ommon en‍emy closes in, their fa⁠ke r⁠elationship begins to feel terrifyingly real. The lines between strategy and surrender b‍lur. But when hi‍dden truths surface and old‍ wounds are ripped open, their fragile trus⁠t shatt⁠ers. Now, El⁠ara must‌ decide if the man behind th‍e fortune‌ i‍s worth the ultimate risk, and Kaelan must learn that some bonds are too powerful to be broken-even by a billion-dollar contract.