Online Stories

A collection of short erotica ranging from one-shots to short stories that will leave you breathless and begging for more. From the girl who seduces her lecturer to the billionaire who bends his innocent new maid over the counter to the off-limits best friend’s brother who whispers filthy things in her ears. Every story is a standalone and straight-up sinful. It explores themes like age-gap, forbidden love, BDSM, dub-con, threesomes, cheating, and every other thing you can think of, so buckle up and get ready for the ride! All characters are 18+

Seraphina: On my 16th birthday, my world collapsed. If not for the events of that night, I might have followed the path laid out for me—attending magic academy, marrying Stephen, and eventually succumbing to the fate that awaited all Moonbane under the cursed red moon. The red moon both empowers and destroys us. This curse has haunted my family for generations, but it’s not a fate I am willing to accept. Ambrosius: I’ve heard countless stories about Moonbane—their beauty, their strength. Some say they are the closest to immortality of all the ancient families. I wanted that power. I wanted to possess it completely. And then I met her.

Hyerin Delaxa. An only child in the family. In the midst of the conditions during his college education, he couldn't help but be arranged with someone who had been his childhood friend. Deri Cloriea. The always ferfectionist and mature person. .ignorant, do not care about anything but want to make the family happy. Deri actually has a girlfriend. Then what will happen? There are many stories here. There are many figures and points of view. What will you think? A wide variety of characters will be seen and discovered shortly after this. .one by one the characters will look like and as they should. See and feel it. Let's just read and understand ..

A compilation of some of the darkest, kinkiest and freakiest fantasy. Be warned. Open this book guilt-free and dive into the world of erotica. Inside, you will find steamy and toe-curling short stories. Werewolves? A one night stand with a billionaire? Forbidden romance? Aliens with tentacles? Threesome? Or perhaps you fancy being sandwiched between two men who also desired each other? This book will contain hundreds of short stories! Who knows? Maybe one of them is your darkest fantasy brought to life? Or perhaps you want you want me to write your fantasy? Be the writer of your own fantasy and let me bring it to life. Just comment it down.

The new intern always claimed to have the company’s best interests at heart, but her actions told a different story. To cut costs, she secretly swapped the two-thousand-dollar gift basket I had prepared for a client with a knockoff version she bought online for just two dollars, shipping included. During a critical overtime session, she turned off the power to save on electricity. Then, she boldly suggested canceling the company’s annual holiday leave. With a self-righteous expression, she declared, “The company doesn’t support freeloaders. I believe the holiday season is the perfect time to boost sales. I propose everyone work unpaid overtime and dedicate themselves selflessly to the company!” While the employees grumbled in frustration, I stepped up to refute her absurd suggestion and spoke out on behalf of the team. But instead of backing down, she accused me of embezzlement in front of everyone and recommended to the boss that I be fired. The shocking part? The boss agreed. Fine. If that was how they wanted it, I couldn’t wait to see how the company would function without me.

My younger brother, Luke, committed suicide after being falsely accused of plagiarizing Layla's brother's music. My own life was a living hell. I was a respected music critic, but now I was the sister of "the plagiarist." My reputation was in tatters. My colleagues whispered behind my back, and my articles were dismissed as the ramblings of a biased, grieving relative. The one person who had always stood by me was my husband, Julian, a successful music producer. We had been together since college, and he was my rock, my refuge in the storm. I thought he would believe me. But, he didn't. But the real betrayal came the evening, just another day of being ridiculed online, I came home to find Julian on the phone. His voice was low and urgent, laced with a coldness I had never heard before. "The case is closed, Layla. It’s over," he said. "The evidence has been submitted. No one will ever know that it was your brother who plagiarized Luke's music."

Dean Russo's gaming mate breaks up with him. In his foul mood, he forces everyone to work overtime. "Hey Kylie, you're his Beta, right? Go talk to Alpha Dean. We all want to get out of here on time." "Are you serious? Just seeing his gloomy face freaks me out." Everyone keeps urging me to go and calm Dean down, but what no one realizes is that the gaming mate he can't move on from is actually me. Just when everything seems fine in our online relationship, he unexpectedly asks to meet face-to-face. But if he ever learns that his beloved gaming mate is none other than his Beta, he's bound to be furious. For my own safety, I decide to end things before they can spiral out of control. But who would expect the breakup to hit him so hard? Yet, if I want to avoid working overtime, it seems like I have no choice but to get back together with him.

In my last life, my in-laws "died," and my so-called DINK husband, Eric, begged me to raise his sweet little "brother," Luca. Seven years flew by. That scrawny kid turned into a total cutie and blew up online—pulling in tens of thousands a month. Then one night, boom—Eric's parents came back from the dead. And with them? Tammy. Eric's first love. She clung to Eric with one hand, Luca with the other, all smug as hell. "I've been traveling for seven years. I'm tired. And wow, what a perfect son—thanks for raising him." Eric's parents didn't even pretend to care. "You couldn't give Eric a kid, but at least you were useful this once." "Sign the divorce papers. Make room for Tammy." I walked out of that law firm wrecked—and right into the path of a speeding car. Tammy was behind the wheel, smiling like she won. Next thing I knew, I woke up on the same day Eric's parents had "died."

I can't believe that my online boyfriend is actually my boss, Yoel Gilmore, who refutes me at all times during my work hours! So, I purposefully complain on the chat app, saying that my "boss" wants me to burn the midnight oil just to get a proposal done immediately. Almost immediately, I see my company's group chat updating with a new message that says, "A one-day extension has been given." Afterward, I claim that I "want to quit my job because the food at the cafeteria sucks". On the very same day, the company makes a decision to increase the cafeteria meals' portions without hiking up the price. I'm also given an increase in bonus. In the end, I say I want to break up with him because I can't hug him in real life. But I end up getting taken to the CEO's office, where I hear him telling me in a choked-up tone, "I'll let you hug and kiss me. Can we please not break up?"

Maureen Salagunting is a go-getter whose dreams are bigger than her ability and wallet. In fact, she wanted to become a neurosurgeon because she thought it is the hardest profession anyone could have, and she doesn't mind if she would be an old, loveless maiden as long as her bank account is fat and flooding with money. But fate didn't coincide with her plans and she settled with being a private school teacher, then an online live seller when COVID-19 shook the lives of humanity that made her lose her job as well. When she thought everything couldn't get any worse, her shaken life shattered totally when her mother lost the battle against the virus on the day of her 24th birthday, making her wish to cease her existence too. After crying her heart to God, a dashing, mysterious man in a business suit was waiting outside the chapel, telling her to fulfill the marriage agreement she signed eight years ago as a joke. Should she deny it? Or should they begin faking love amidst the pandemic?