On My Block Threesome

"You've been in denial for so long, Addison ndria." His voice was husky and heavy with lust. "Do you really want me to stop?" I could not bring myself to say no. My best friend's stepdad was like the devil, making me find so much pleasure in sin. "You can't even say no," he chuckled, letting go of my hand finally. They moved to my face and he stared into my eyes, while his other hand still worked wonders between my legs. "Don't make me do this," I finally said, moaning the words out. "Please." "Tell me to stop one more time and I will," he mumbled. "Please, st—" I didn't complete my words because he captured my lips with his.  *+*+*+*+*+*+* Addison Rodriguez never expected to feel any sexual tension or fall in love with her best friend's stepdad. As she surrenders to the sexual tension, her loyalty to her best friend wavers, especially when she finds out that he is secretly a Mafia Lord trying to hide in plain sight and that her best friend's life is in danger, her loyalty is tested even further. Would she reveal his secret to protect her best friend, or keep it to protect her love?

On New Year's Eve, my daughter was critically ill. As she took her last breath, she said she just wanted to see her father one last time. But I couldn't bear to tell her the truth that her father was with someone else's child, lighting fireworks and celebrating New Year's Eve together. Beside me, calls continued being made, but none of them went through. My daughter passed away with regret in her heart, and I followed her into despair, jumping to end it all. Now that I've been given a second chance to live again, I looked at the man in front of me whose eyes were full of guilt and helplessness. However, my heart remained calm. "Just this once, Mariah. Tonya is sick, and she really needs me—" I cut him off and went to pick up my daughter. "Get out of my sight."

I lost my dear son, Henry, to a traffic accident. He had been on his way to one of his part-time jobs. Despite working a lot, my son was still a top scorer on the SATs. “Mom, I don’t want treatment,” he begged with his last breath. “I just want Dad.” In my despair, I called Matthew Foster, my husband, more than one hundred times, but he never answered. We had been married for eighteen years, but one day, he spent all of our savings in order to pay for the treatment of his deceased comrade’s son. That got us into a debt worth one million dollars. To help him pay for it, both Henry I and worked hard to earn money. My son went as far as working five part-time jobs a day! That accident cracked his head open and tore his stomach. He was in urgent need of money for treatment. Since Matthew was not responding, I had to leave Henry’s side to rush to his workplace, where I ended up hearing that he was throwing a party for someone else’s son because he had gotten into a prestigious school. “Mr. Foster gave Zack a seaside mansion, a luxury car, and a limitless black card in hopes that he will succeed in his future studies and have a smooth and healthy life.” As I watched my “poor” husband hug his comrade’s widow and son, I called him for the 101st time. “Henry wants to see you one last time.” “I’m busy right now, Wendy. Be good with Henry and wait a little while longer.” When Matthew hung up impatiently, I put down my phone in silence. I whispered, “Matthew, Henry can no longer wait for you.” At that moment, I decided that I was not going to wait for him anymore either.

When her mother remarries, Elena is ready to embrace a new chapter of life—until she meets her new stepbrother, Elliot. The shock is immediate and painful: Elliot is no stranger. He’s the boy who tormented her relentlessly in high school, the source of her most haunting memories. Just as Elena steels herself for more heartache, she discovers an even bigger twist of fate—she’s been assigned as his secretary in her new job. Bracing for the worst, Elena is stunned by the man she now faces. Gone is the cruel bully who once made her life a nightmare. In his place is someone kind, protective, and determined to make amends. But forgiveness doesn’t come easily. Memories of the past clash with the undeniable chemistry sparking between them, and Elena struggles to reconcile her lingering pain with the man who now treats her like a treasure. Can people truly change? Or is Elliot simply playing another game?

"Isabel, what are you doing there!" madiin na sigaw sa akin ng kung sino. "Ninong, hindi ko po alam. Ano po ba ang nangyari?" pagtataka ko. "What? Stop acting like an innocent! Sabihin mo nga sa akin. Plano mo ba ang lahat ng 'to, Isabel!" mahigpit niyang hinawakan ang kamay ko. Sa pangigigil niya kulang na lang ay mapilayan na ako. "Ninong, tama na po ang sakit po. Hindi ko po talaga alam kung bakit ito nangyari. Please, ninong tama na..." pagsusumamo ko sa kaniya. "Isabel! Wala ka na ngang kwentang anak! Ginanito mo pa ako! Alam mong fiancee ko ang ate mo! Kaya bakit ka narito sa kwarto ko!" Tila nadurog ang puso ko at ang mundo ko. Hindi ba niya naaalala ang angyari kagabi. Bakit ganito si Ninong. Ang ninong ni Isabel ay nagngangalang Ryan De Guzman, 30 years old. Isa siyang pinakamagaling at pinaka-sikat na doctor sa buong mundo. Galing siya sa mayamang pamilya. Kinakatakutan din siya ng karamihan dahil sa ugali niya ngunit hindi alam ng iba ang pagiging mapagmahal nito at masyadong obssessed. Si Isabel Cordova ay 20 years old. Galing sa pinakamayan na pamilya at isang tagapagmana. Naging single since birth dahil sa pagiging mahigpit ng ama niya. Nang mamatay ang kaniyang ina ay nagkaroon ng panibagong asawa ang kaniyang ama. Nagkaroon din siya ng ate. Matalik na magkaibigan ang ninong ni Isabel at ang ama nito. Ikakasal na rin si Ryan sa ate ni Isabel. Subalit, may isang pangyayaring naganap sa pagitan ni Isabel at Ryan na magiging dahilan ng pagbabago ng lahat. Paano nila haharapin ang pagbabago? Ito ba ay masama o magiging kabutihan?

I was born wolf-less. At the academy, Arabella made my life hell for it. By the time I graduated, my wolf finally awakened, gifting me powerful healing abilities. I thought the nightmare was finally over. I met my fated mate Alpha Tristan. He was powerful, gorgeous, and promised me the world. But the day I went to tell Tristan I was pregnant was the day I discovered his devastating lie. It was never Tristan in my bed. It was his twin brother, Ronan. The rogue Alpha who’d abandoned the pack years ago to slum it with humans. He used a scent-mimicker to crawl into my bed, to get me pregnant. It was all a twisted plot to humiliate me on my big day. They wanted revenge for Arabella, who lied and claimed I was the bully. They wanted to crush me. I stormed into the study to confront them. I told them I’d expose everything and demand an apology. Instead, they imprisoned me. They performed a dark ritual, siphoning my wolf into Arabella. They drained my life force and murdered my unborn pup. I died in agony. Then I opened my eyes. I was back on the day I found out I was pregnant. I clutched my belly, a single tear tracing a path down my cheek. Those bastards were going to burn for what they did.

"What if I am jealous?” he whispered in my ear. “What if I can’t stand that my father gets to be the one who beds an absolute goddess while I’m stuck being her stepson?"His scent surrounded me and there was nowhere for me to escape."I want you, Aria. I can’t stand the thought of you being my stepmother.”I felt his strong hands caress my back, reaching for the zipper of my dress and slowly beginning to undo it. Before I knew it, the crimson dress had fallen to the ground, revealing my body clad only in black lace lingerie...***Yesterday I was still an illegal healer, born and raised in the slums, struggling to pay rent.Today I am to marry the wealthiest Alpha in Romulus City. Life should be easy going forward, right?Until I meet my husband's son.My Father's Luna is My Mate is created by Reina Bellevue, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

When I had just received an offer from a French ballet company, my right leg was amputated due to a car accident. My fiance could not accept my disability, so he married my competitor, Gabriella Smith. I was about to have a meltdown when my childhood best friend, Joe Anderson, carpeted my hospital room with roses and proposed to me with a diamond ring. Throughout our five years of marriage, he treated me extremely well and loved me as he did the very first day we married. I thought that he was a gift from God to compensate for my tragedy until I accidentally overheard his conversation with his friend. “Joe, I heard that Gabriella is the principal dancer of the top ballet company in Paris. If only you hadn’t turned Fiona into a cripple for her... Do you feel guilty?” “I feel guilty about it, that’s why I married her and treated her well. I’ll repay her with my life.” I grabbed the armrests of my wheelchair as I held back my sobs. The happy marriage that I thought I had was just a lie. The husband whom I thought loved me was the culprit behind my plight. He only loved Gabriella. If that were the case, I would give my blessings for them to be together!

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” his raspy voice dripped with lust and uncertainty as his eyes scanned my exposed cleavages, “your father…” “Shhh.” I stopped him mid-way, placing my finger on his soft lips, “We both want this. I have seen the way you look at me, Mr. Richard. Do not hold back now.” I whispered sultrily. He swallowed hard and I saw him clench his well-chiseled jaws. I opened my mouth to continue my protest when all of a sudden, he grabbed me by the waist, pulled me closer and covered my lips with his in the hungriest manner ever. My body melted, succumbing to his burning desire. *** He was my father’s childhood best friend. He was always there for me since I lost my mother at the age of four. My father grieved hard and found it difficult to recover for many years, so Mr Richard was the father figure I had. However, he left the country after my thirteenth birthday and I almost forgot about him until he returned. I had turned twenty-one and when I laid my eyes on him, all my childhood memories came rushing back. But that wasn’t all there was. I noticed how hot and sexy he looked for that age and how his gaze lingered way too long on my mature body. And then, fate kept bringing us together, all I had to do was call on him. He was just being nice, right? Nothing more should have happened but my body refused to listen to my brain. I wanted him! I wanted him around me all the time, I wanted him to whisper in my ears and punish me accordingly if I did something wrong… I wanted him INSIDE ME.

"I've never wanted to taste anyone as bad as I want to taste you " He whispered against my neck, kissing me there sensually. He is gentle, yet his grip on my neck is firm. I've never felt this unfamiliar feeling, is this lust? My back arches, as my core throbs against his hard abs, and a soft moan escape my lips. "Just let go beautiful. I will be gentle, you are safe with me." A 21year old Timika, catches the attenion of the Alpha of the BLOOD STONE PACK, while visiting family. But there is more to the beauty than meets the eye. She has a hidden past, and will be hard to win over. With only dreams of her future Fated Mate's golden eyes, one who will play a vital role once her secret comes to light. Will she be tempted to let her guard down and give into the attraction she feels for the tall, dark and handsome Alpha? Alpha Arkham Stone is nearing his thirties and has had a lot of back and forth regarding his Fated Mate. Whe he decides he will choose his own Luna, the new pack member seems to pique his interest. Will he be able to win her over? When he seems to fall for the girl he tries to pursue. Dreams he has forgotten about suddenly return. Dreams of his Fated Mate and her beautiful voice, awakening feelings he has supressed for years. With the pressure of a prophesied responsibility, Arkham is forced to make a hard decision. With magic covering up more than a hidden past. Will their connection be enough to bring them to their Fated Mates? Or will the very thing that is meant to protect Timika, be the same thing to rip her heart to pieces?