Only A Spoonful Novels & Stories

WARNING: This collection contains extreme dark romance, age gaps, possessive step-daddies, bratty step-brothers, shared mates, BDSM, Voyuerism, Exhibition, light bondage and other dark Kinks and zero limits. If you like your taboo thick, your men fighting over you, and your nights ending with you unable to walk... step right in. ~ ~ ~ Welcome to the house where 'Family' is just a word, and 'Sharing' is the only rule." You think you know what goes on behind closed doors? You have no idea. This isn’t just one story, it’s a collection of 40 Nights of Dripping Desires where bloodline doesn't matter, only the heat does. This is the ultimate forbidden anthology. It starts with just Him (The Step-Father), but it doesn't end there. By the end, you’re trapped in a web of possession, discipline, and double the trouble. WHAT’S INSIDE: Every story in this book is a collection of dirty secrets that gets progressively filthier: The Solo Sessions: Just you and Daddy. Pure, heavy, possessive "Daddy" energy. Zero limits on his patience, strict limits on your clothing. The Double Trouble: When they both decide you need to be "taken care of" at the same time. The Rivalry: Brother vs. Dad. Who gets to kiss you goodnight? Who gets to spank you? (Spoiler: You do). The Audience: Daddy teaches you a lesson while Brother watches... and joins in. Consensual? Yes. Forbidden? Always. Wet? No. It's soaking. You can dive in.

At the age of twenty, I mated to my father's best friend, Lucian, the Alpha of Silverfang Pack despite our age difference. He was eight years older than me and was known in the pack as the cold-hearted King of Hell. He was ruthless in the pack and never got close to any she-wolves, but he was extremely gentle and sweet towards me. He would buy me the priceless Fangborn necklace the next day just because I casually said, "It looks good." When I curled up in bed in pain during my period, he would put aside Alpha councils and personally make pain suppressant for me, coaxing me to drink spoonful by spoonful. He would hug me tight when we mated, calling me "sweetheart" in a low and hoarse voice. He claimed I was so alluring that my body had him utterly addicted as if every curve were a narcotic he couldn't quit. He even named his most valuable antique Stormwolf Armour "For Elise". For years, I had believed it was to commemorate the melody I had played at the piano on our first encounter—the very tune that had sparked our love story. Until that day, I found an old photo album in his study. The album was full of photos of the same she-wolf. You wouldn’t believe this, but we looked like twin sisters! The she-wolf in one of the photos was playing the piano and smiling brightly. The back of the photo said, "For Elise." ... After discovering the truth, I immediately drafted a severance agreement to sever our mate bond. Since Lucian only cared about Elise, no way in hell I would be your Luna Alice anymore.

"Don't you know how to fake a smile anymore? Those irritating little smiles of yours that screamed nothing but desperation? We're making an appearance in front of several high calibre people for goodness sake. You must carry this facade on without any slip, Rosalie.” He said.  My chest pinched, and I looked away, pretending to adjust my bracelet to hide the pain. “I know."  ~                                    ~ “Rosaline...” Ezra murmured. “Why help me to ruin a man you once loved?”   "Why?" I repeated. "Because they took everything from me—the one thing I loved more than life itself. They destroyed my life, my reputation, my happiness, all to serve their own selfish agendas. Him and his mistress. I've been maltreated and betrayed severally, countlessly! But no more. It's my turn to take what I deserve: their pain, their humiliation, their downfall." I paused, my face hardening into an expression of pure, vengeful rage. "And I will make them suffer for it.” *                  *.             * Rosalie’s journey had been a tumultuous one– betrayal and pain. The transactional marriage that she had entered into, hoping one day it would turn around to be a marriage for love, had instead left her heartbroken and betrayed. Her ex- husband’s infidelity, coupled with an unimaginable cruelty that he had subjected her to, had shattered her beyond repair.  Now, fueled by a desire for vengeance, Rosalie had returned to seek revenge on those who had wronged her. Joining forces with her ex-husband's rival, a ruthless business tycoon who harbored his own grudges against her ex-husband, she plotted a scheme that would bring them both justice...and ruin.

“You dropped your spoon,” the stranger says as he grabs it. “I’ll go get another,” and the stranger goes to fetch another. When he gets back, Gianni is clinging to life because of his hunger. He is barely managing his posture. Quickly, the stranger gives the spoon to him. But as soon as it reaches the latter’s trembling hand, it falls to his bed sheets. “I can’t hold a spoon,” Gianni is despairingly disheartened. Moments of silence fills the air until the stranger’s warm hand holds Gianni’s chin open. “Open your mouth,” the stranger says as he feeds him with a spoonful off bouillabaisse. Surprised, Gianni feels the luxury of comfort once more. The stranger’s hand is so warm and comforting. He could not help but feel shy and embarrassed. “I’m sorry,” Gianni silently says. “I’ve caused you too much burden.” “It’s no problem,” the stranger wildly smiled. His smile makes Gianni’s heart throb faster than a fleeting flame. “You should regain back your strength,” the stranger continues feeding Gianni, “so that you can repay your debt with your life.” “With my life?” Gianni gulps and coughs. The revelation completely surprises him. “What do you mean?” “Your family disowned you. You have nowhere to go. You do not have any money on you nor any possessions to repay that service that I have done for you,” the stranger explains. “Thus, you shall pay back by serving as a butler." Gianni suddenly becomes the butler to the prince, who develops an interest towards the latter. How will their relationship blossom and unfold in spite of the challenges and rivals that rock their world?

Warning: This book contains several dark elements like light bondage, BDSM, Voyeurism and other dark elements not mentioned. Proceed with caution. Not for under 18. Rhiannon has been the perfect wife, the perfect Luna, the perfect everything. But perfection has a price, and Rhiannon is paying it with her life. As her wolf grows weaker and her marriage grows colder, she's forced to confront the truth she's been hiding from herself for years - her forbidden attraction to the one man she should never want. Her husband's uncle. When betrayal strikes at the heart of everything she holds sacred, she finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of power, submission, and revenge. He's older, darker, and everything her dying marriage isn't. He could give her the dominance she craves and the vengeance she deserves. But surrendering to him means crossing a line that could destroy not just her marriage, but her entire world. Some desires should never be awakened. Some men should never be trusted with a broken woman's submission. And some uncles should never be allowed near their nephew's wives. ____________ “Liar.”he whispered, leaning down until his breath ghosted over my lips. "You’re using me to get back at him. You think I don't know?" I stared up at him. “Does it matter? You’re getting what you want, aren't you?" He chuckled wickedly. “Oh! I’m going to own you," he whispered. "Body. Soul. And that little wolf of yours." He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear. "Now, open your mouth. Or I’ll make you."

Keylan moved to the US to further his medical studies. One night after coming back from visiting a friend he is met with an unexpected visitor in his yard. The visitor later turned out to be more than just a scarred man covered in blood.

Ava was not a normal teenage girl. She has abilities that she was gifted by her ancestors. One night, out in the woods outside of her home. She was bitten by a vampire. She thought she would be dead. Only to be rescued by a man on a horse. Only to find death. Only to be told, her work wasn't finished yet. He falls for her, only to become an angel again.

"You are my wife in paper only, no one should find out..." They were both victims of circumstances, he was a victim of arranged marriage and for her father, she would do anything in this world. She had only one option, the only chance. What will her father say? What will happen if she fails?

Leila is a normal girl trying to get through university, except for the fact she dreams of the same man every night. A man that only exists inside her head, but who she cannot stop thinking about. What happens when the man she thought only haunted her dreams, turns out to be real? Not only that, but he's the leader of a terrifying and ruthless gang. Oh and he says he's a werewolf, because those exist right? And he seems to believe she's his fated mate that disappeared only a few short months ago?

"It is an anxious, sometimes a dangerous thing to be a doll. Dolls cannot choose; they can only be chosen; they cannot 'do'; they can only be done by."