My Stepmom Is My Girlfriend

Oh yeah,” she let out a strangled moan when his girth hit her spot and the sensation almost made her combust on the spot. His hand dug into her hair as he drilled into her repeatedly, letting out muffled grunts with each thrust. As she held onto his rippled muscles on his back, drawing him close, Camille knew she shouldn’t be doing this, letting her best friend’s brother use her as his personal toy when she was right in the next room, asleep and completely unaware of everything going on. *** When Camille’s roommate and best friend Lucia, invites her heartbroken older brother to their apartment for only a month to recuperate, she expects to meet a depressed, quiet and needy ex-lawyer, who lost everything after his heartbreak. However, when Camille meets the drop-dead gorgeous player with a thick British accent when he throws a party at their house, she discovers he is the complete opposite of what she imagined. What happens when Camille finds herself falling hard for the very man she swore to both herself and her best friend, to never feel that way towards. What happens when he makes it extremely difficult for her to resist him and they begin an explicit but forbidden romance without her best friend’s knowledge.

Roseline's stomach turned and her fist clenched tightly around the handle of the big travel box beside her. She heard the clanging sound of the metallic head of Thompson's belt meeting the ground. Next, quite footsteps. Then, Thompson appeared in her view, like a ghost she didn't believe existed. He was completely bare, with his hairy chest rising and falling slowly, his cock shooting out in front like a gun ready to be fired, his balls bloated from desire, swinging from side to side as he walked closer to bed. Roseline's feet stuck to the ground and her eyes refused to blink as they looked on. "That's it, my boy. Hmm! I like what I see", the red hair gasped, rolling her eyes longingly at Thompson. As Thompson climbed unto the bed, his eyes totally locked in hers, she drew her breasts closer him, then, proceeded to rock the big pumpkins against the flushed skin of his face. "You like them?", she asked, moaning lightly. Thompson paused. Then, in a defiant move of uncontrollable desire, dug his chin into her breasts, burying his entire face in them. "Ouch", she gasped, then broke into a weak laugh, pushing his head more into her chest. "The damn bra", she spoke again, twisting uncomfortably as she threw her hands behind her to unhook the material. But Thompson caught her hands. Without words, his head still hidden in her cleavage, he slowly returned her hands to his head. Obliging to his silent command, she cackled loudly, pressing her chest even more into his face and then, with her tongue, glided across his neck and ears hungrily. Roseline froze. She wanted to scream but in that moment, she forgot how to.

Samantha was broke and desperate. Her brother had the perfect solution. Go work for his best friend. But why the hell would Sam want to work for Ares Beck after he spent his whole life bullying her? And better question, why is he so desperate to have her as his PA that he would tell Ben to have her apply in the first place?

Anastasia's life was turned into a nightmare when the intimate photos of her mate, Antonio, and Stephanie were displayed on a large screen meant to showcase her and Antonio's love story on her wedding day. Her father had a heart attack out of shock and was rushed to the hospital. While her father was still battling with his life in the hospital, Anastasia found out from her father's secretary that Stephanie had taken over her father's company, his only legacy. As if that wasn't enough, she was also sacked from the company due to the scandal for which she was framed. In desperation to save her father's legacy, she decided to seek help from Antonio's uncle, Alpha Alex, A ruthless and powerful Alpha who was fear by all and rumored to have a hidden secret that stopped him from having a love relationship. He agreed to help her but with a mysterious condition. Will she be able to accept the condition?

"So much fire, so much fury, but I knew you for ten years, and I never once saw it. Why?" Burke spat. "Because then I loved you.” Silver snapped, trying to push away from him, but Burke wasn't ready to let go. He jerked her closer. "And now?” He breathed against her lips. “Now I don't." She whispered, struggling to breath. He darted his tongue out and swept it over her lower lip. She shuddered, struggling to keep still. He nipped at the wet lip, and a moan escaped her mouth. Her eyes closed as she allowed herself surrender. Just this once. “Liar," He whispered, pushing her away. He stood up and towered over her with a mocking smile. “I'm all you'll ever love. The rest are just simple fuck and fruitless attempts to get over me, but you never will. I'm embedded in your soul. But go ahead, keep fooling yourself.” *********** Silver Loraine was just the housekeeper’s daughter until she married the billionaire heir, Burke Carrington. A year into the marriage, Burke divorces her in a fit of rage, believing she seduced his powerful father. Humiliated, heartbroken, and unknowingly pregnant, Silver disappears. Three years later, she returns as the surprise heiress to half of Carrington Enterprises, thanks to the very man who ruined her life: Bartholomew Carrington. His will has two conditions: Silver must live under the same roof with her ex-husband for 90days and also work side by side with him… or forfeit everything. To make matters worse, her son bears an uncanny resemblance to the late patriarch

Maureen ascended the throne as the prophecy had predicted. The Golden Wolf was finally seated at the Citadel. To Maureen and everyone on her team, it should be peaceful after such a long struggle, but alas! There were still more wars to fight, more territories to conquer, and more secrets to unfold. Maureen became torn between leaving her throne and staying when she and her wolf began to go against each other for something she wanted desperately, and her wolf wanted nothing of. Will she win? Will her wolf win? Or will there be a compromise in between?

My name is Emily Winters. Born into the White Raven pack and a silver wolf. A rare sight, I must say, but little did I know how rare and what it would cost me. my life? Well, almost. My mate kept his wolf hidden for so long, his pack started to get concerned that he never got his wolf. He never ran with them on the full moon pack runs. It took meeting me, the Ying to his Yang to feel safe enough to do so. True friendship and the love of my mate give me the strength I needed to get through the biggest battle of my life.

“You’re my goddamn stepbrother. You know this, so let’s set boundaries,” I whisper as if I’m speaking of something abominable. But it’s something that should be normal. Sane. Logical. Then Riven Rythrone lifts a hand and grabs my chin, forcing my gaze up to his. His eyes don’t belong to someone normal. They belong to someone dark. Abnormal. Insane. Illogical. “You begged to be mine. Remember?” My breath hitches, my pulse riots, and my body stupidly flinches as he snakes a hand around my waist, dragging me closer. Close into his twisted, demented world, where he rules, where reason burns, and where I’m the only thing he refuses to let go of. Twenty-year-old Adelina West has no reason to hate her mother’s marriage to a California millionaire. But when a devil with blue eyes is involved, resentment comes easy. She wants to escape him. He wants to own her. And when Riven Rythrone wants something, not even blood or sin can stop him.

I hate him. I hate him more than anything in the world. He ruined my high school. He ruined my life. He was my crush, my first love. He was my bully. But now... He is my husband. To save my sick mother, my father had arranged a marriage with the son of the CEO of NAKROS Pharmaceuticals, ADAMS BLACK. I was to bear them an heir, and they get to save my mother. But how do I stay married to the one person I couldn't bear to look at? How do I bear to sleep next to the same man who had left me shattered years ago? He said he was sorry, but I was not a fool. He knelt and pleaded for my forgiveness, but I was no longer the naive weak Sienna of high school. He claimed he needed an heir? He won't fucking get it. And I have no plan on letting him know he already had, not one, but two heirs. Four years ago. ADAMS Four years ago, I fucked up. I treated the only girl I had ever loved so badly. I messed up. And when I finally saw her after four years, I needed a way to make amends, and I did the only thing I could think of.

“Are you sure she’s my f*cking mate?” I asked with gritted teeth. I already know the answer, but I still do not want to believe it. Of all the people, why does it have to be her?! Why does it have to be the daughter of the man who took my family away?