Mouth Reference

“I don't know anything. P-please...let me go.” She pleaded with her eyes half closed as her lips trembled due to his close proximity. She could feel his warm breaths on her face. She whimpered feeling a hand grip on her hair yanking her face up. Her entire body was sore and shaking from all the torture she had endured from this man. “Angel,...” Sylvester whispered in her ear. “Are you telling me the truth?” Lucia could feel the coldness of the mouth of the gun plastered to her temple and she broke into more sobs looking up to meet his dark eyes. “I swear...I-I don't know anything a-about Lily...she...” Her voice ceased when she felt his hand at her chin. “I believe you angel. But it seems that bitch has left us something behind to take with us as compensation.”

“Omega! A mere omega! The moon goddess dares to pair me with a mere omega!” He laments in fury and I’m tempted to roll my eyes. That’s a very typical thing for a spoiled brat like him to say. “Alpha Carter …” I start to talk but he cuts me off with a shout. “Shut your mouth! You do not talk when I’m talking!” He orders and I quietly nod my head. “Now you listen to me, you are my mate, but I’m not going to accept you. You are nothing but a mere omega. As if that’s not enough, you are the daughter of the man who tried to kill my father. I will never accept you as my mate” He sneers and I just keep looking at him like he has lost his mind. He is an Alpha. She is an outcast. They are meant to be together as Alpha and Luna. It all starts with an arranged marriage…

Anna, a well-known assassin, was reborn into the knight family outcast after a near-death experience. Anna, who was given a new chance at life, had promised to live on as her and help her avenge her death. She seeks revenge against those who wronged her with the help of Benjamin, her fiancé before her rebirth and CEO of Oscar Groups. Would she be able to achieve her goals as secrets unrevealed and discover the entangled relationship she shared with Sonia, whose body she was inhabiting? Extract from the story Anna sat at the spa as she underwent a transformation process. The previous occupant had her hair dyed pink, which she found odd and weird. After her makeover session, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, the corner of her mouth quivering into a devilish grin. “ANNA IS DEAD AND I WILL LIVE ON AS SONIA.” she said to herself as she had only one thought in mind, ‘REVENGE.’

⚠️ R18+ WARNING This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and taboo relationships between consenting adults. Expect filthy age-gap sex, forbidden lust, rough scenes, and a daddy’s best friend who can’t keep his hands off the heroine. If you’re under 18, or easily offended by dirty talk, moaning, and being pinned against the wall… turn back now. If you like it dirty… welcome home.****^^^^*******^One kiss in the hallway was all it took to break every rule. Now he’s in my room at night, his hand over my mouth so my father won’t hear me scream his name. He says it’s just sex. I know it’s something more. Because no matter how wrong it is… I’m not sure I’ll ever want him to stop.*****This book is a compilation of different short stories. Have fun reading!

His hands framed my throat, his thumb tracing my racing pulse. Desire darkened his gaze. “Say it,” he whispered, raw and commanding. “Say who you belong to.” “You,” I gasped, voice breaking into a moan as his rhythm consumed me. “I’m yours.” His mouth claimed mine, all fire and hunger. ⸻ Talia never expected her worst nightmare to be her destined mate. Cassian — the boy who made her life a living hell, the one she swore she’d never forgive — turned out to be the one fate chose for her. Now bound by a force stronger than hate, she must decide if love can bloom where pain once lived… or if some scars run too deep. But fate isn’t done with her yet. Because in the shadows waits another bond, a second mate whose touch feels just as forbidden… and just as inevitable.

"One wish,” whispered Rica. “A love that will last forever.” Rica jumped out of her bed when she saw a man lying in the bed next to her. She stared at him, fascinated by his handsome face. He had an attractive aquiline nose which complemented his projecting cheekbones and alluring lips. His black glistening hair was coiffed to perfection. She closed her eyes. “This is just a dream,” she told herself pinching her own skin to wake herself up. “This is not a dream and I am your husband.” Her eyes widened as she stared at the manly figure standing in front of her. His perfect amber-colored eyes met hers. She opened her mouth, trying to speak, but no words came out. She was so confused. Yesterday, her boyfriend broke up with her, and now a stranger has appeared claiming they were married to each other. Is he the one she has been waiting for? A love that will last forever?

"What is this?!" Avery's voice trembled with rage, her fists clenched as she stared at the people who betrayed her. "You're marrying me off to some old man?" she spat. Her mother flinched. "Avery, please… it’s the only way to clear the debt." Her father’s voice thundered. "You will marry Sergei Kuznetsov. End of story." Avery Wells was never the obedient daughter—not with her leather boots, smart mouth, and fire-for-blood temper. But nothing prepared her for being thrown into the cold world of Russian mafia royalty. Sergei Kuznetsov: seventy, cruel, and untouchable. Her new husband. Kieran Kuznetsov: his youngest son—illegitimate, exiled, and carved from shadows. In a world full of masks, guns, and buried secrets, Avery has only one rule: never fall for the devil’s son. But the more she fights, the closer the darkness pulls. In this house, freedom is a myth. And love… might just be a death sentence.

"Why are you here, Aaron?" The question was charged with the need to really uncover the truth. "Because," he said, his breath hot against my skin, "there's justice in redemption, and you, Roanne, seek for justice in the wrong place." Before I could process the weight of his words, his mouth was on mine, a kiss that stole the air from my lungs and branded me with a hunger I'd fought to forget. It was possession, it was power—it was a battle I wasn't sure I wanted to win. - Roanne is a sophomore who is seduced into a secret campus revenge society by new "friends" promising justice against elite misdeeds, but becomes entangled in an intricate web of romantic obsession, family empires, high society deceit and dangerous underground power plays. The most dangerous game she plays is to seduce her ex’s best friend, but what happens when he becomes the hunter and not the prey? The Revenge Club is created by Amelie Bergen, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The season has finally come, the season of the ritual of the moon, the only season the omegas are given the chance to scent their mate, the season that lightens their souls. Aqua is one of the omegas, she's been molested kicked, head, attacked, and rejected, but her only strength was the ritual of the moon, the ritual that will bring her mate to her, the only strength that kept her going is finding her mate, who will stand by her and love her. "I Alpha Zethro reject you Aqua as my mate, curse the mouth you use to spout out mate" However Aqua's little fantasy has once again been shattered above repair, her hope has been stepped on. In the seek for power Aqua agreed to be a sec slave to the strongest and most feared Alpha named Rudolfo "Will Alpha Rudolfo and Aqua be more than Alpha and slave?" "What happens when Alpha Zethro comes back to claim Aqua?"

It's my first time visiting my girlfriend, Jennifer Hayes' family for the holidays. At the dining table, her childhood friend, Duncan Foley, suddenly slams his cutlery down. "How could you bring a prostitute client home for dinner, Jenny?" The atmosphere becomes awkward immediately. Everyone initially thinks that Duncan is running his mouth because he's had too much to drink, but he continues to ramble in a matter-of-fact tone. "My buddy is a part of the anti-prostitution task force! As if I can get the person he's personally arrested wrong!" As he speaks, he tosses a copy of the public security administrative penalty notice onto the table. My name is displayed on it. The sight leaves me stunned. It's true that the anti-prostitution task force arrested dozens of offenders in the city last month. But I'm the one who gave the signature of approval as the newly promoted chief commissioner…