Novella Collection Novels & Stories

Eden's POV. The snow fell so thick it felt like the world was trying to bury us alive. I stood at the cabin window, my arms wrapped tightly around myself, watching the flakes swirl against the glass. The storm had started yesterday afternoon and showed no signs of stopping. Power had gone out hours ago, the only light came from the fireplace and a few emergency candles flickering on the mantel. This was supposed to be a quiet week at the family cabin to sort through Dad and Mom’s things after the funeral. Instead, it had turned into a nightmare of isolation… and him.

Forbidden Pleasures Stepfather’s Secret Obsession 14 Anna’s pov The fire had burned down to low, orange embers. The bright flames were gone, leaving behind a soft, warm glow that painted the trees and our skin in shades of red and gold. The lake was as still as a mirror, reflecting the millions of stars above us. It felt like we were the only two people left in the entire world.

When the bartender called last round, Anna stood. “My place is ten minutes away. You can come up, or you can leave with whatever notes you’ve been taking in your head.” I should have left, instead I followed her. Her apartment sat high above the city, all glass and clean lines. She poured water instead of alcohol and handed me a glass. We stood in the open kitchen. Anna set her glass down and stepped into my space. Close enough that I had to tip my head back to keep her eyes. “If I kiss you, are you still going to write the story?”

She moaned loudly, the sound echoing in the quiet office. “Keep reading,” he growled into her ear, starting a slow, powerful rhythm. His hips slapped against her ass as he fucked her against the window. Mirabel struggled to hold the papers up with one hand while bracing herself. “‘Section 12… miscellaneous assets…’” she gasped, voice shaky as his thick cock stretched her again and again. “‘The petitioner receives… the secondary vehicle… a 2021 Mercedes… and… the contents of the… smaller wine cellar...’”

He opened it, revealing a stunning brunette in a tiny black slutty dress that barely covered her ass. The hem was so short I could almost see her pussy lips, and her big tits looked ready to spill out of the deep V-neck at any second. “Hey, babe. Glad you could make it,” Jake said casually. “Come join the fun.” The girl—Lena—stepped inside and froze when she saw me lying there, glazed in cum with my holes on full display. Her eyes widened with pure envy as they roamed over my cum-covered tits and dripping pussy. That look sent a fresh spark of heat through me.

I needed to do even more. I tossed the gorgeous blonde off my cock, shoving her, roughly, onto all fours. I drew her hips up, positioned her pussy, and pressed inside. Just a heads up: FindNovel.net is the only place to read the complete version of this book for free. Don't miss out on the next chapter-visit us now and continue your journey! "Oh ho ho ho!" Vanessa said, a mix of incredulous and excited. "Here we go!" Looking around Vanessa's perfect body, I could see Brian and Ariana both snuggling on the bed, watching the two of us intently. Now that I had my audience, I was ready to perform.

“Now fuck me, Marcus. Ruin your best friend’s slutty daughter.” (This book "Sweet Sins Of Bella" will be continued as a book on it's own, this is just a snippet. Let me know in the review comment section if you're willing to read the continuation)

Counter tease, bed tangle hours of desperate fucks, tension's fire consuming. By dawn, spent and cum-wrapped, he whispered against my neck, "Anytime now, Lila. Crush unlocked."

“Strip, Corporate Cum Queen. We’re upgrading the contract today.” My heart hammered as I peeled off my blouse and skirt, standing naked in front of them. Jax opened the box and pulled out the most insane BDSM contraption I’d ever seen: a full-body leather harness with silver rings, built-in nipple clamps connected by thin chains, a thick remote-controlled dildo with a bulbous base that locked inside me, electric stim pads for my clit and inner thighs, and a delicate silver shock collar that read “Property of Strategic Innovations” in tiny engraved letters.

Why would he keep these? A floorboard creaked behind me. I turned quickly. Kane stood in the doorway. His expression darkened immediately when he saw the box in my hands. “You went through my things.” “You kept these?” He walked toward me slowly. “Put them down.” “No.” “Nova.” “Why do you have pictures of me?” Kane’s jaw clenched hard. I lifted one of the drawings carefully. “You kept this for years?” His silence answered enough. Something inside me softened unexpectedly.