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"Fuck," I snap, unzipping her jeans skirt and tearing the thing down her legs, throwing it over my shoulder. "You've driven me to the edge, little girl. It was hard enough having you wiggle that tight ass around in my lap without coming. Then I see other males looking at you?" I yank down her panties and discard them in the foot well. "For that, I'm going to pump so deep, you'll see stars." "Yes," she gasps, spreading her legs wider as I go down and take a long, sweet whiff of her pink pussy. "I'd like that very much, Daddy. Please me. Please, Daddy...fuck..." I take the first lick, my fingers digging into her laps as she moans out in pleasure. "Oh, fuck! Oh. Oh my God." One more lick and her pussy starts to quiver, her legs stiffening where I've rested them on my shoulders. "Damien." I close my lips lightly around her clit and apply careful suction, increasing the pressure until she's crying out. "What do you really want from me, little girl?" "Go faster, Daddy. Please me harder. Please me..." ------------- Warning: This book is intended for 18+ audiences. It is an erotic boxset, containing seventeen original erotic short stories. Steamy, fun, and fulfilling, just how ya'll like it.

Three months since my husband, Julian Moretti, disappeared. I walked into his favorite den, the grief so deep it stole the air from my lungs. I just wanted to breathe him in, to find any trace of him that was left. Then I heard it. A familiar laugh. And the soft moan of a woman. Through a crack in the door, I saw him. My husband, the man "missing" for three months, had his hand tangled in another woman's hair. "Baby, just a little longer," he said. "Soon as I siphon enough cash from the family's books, we're gone. You and me." In his arms was Bianca, from the Rosso family. "What about your wife?" she purred. "Let her play the grieving widow. She's nothing without me anyway." My fists clenched. The world went quiet, my blood turning to ice. The next day, I put the word out to the entire Family. "I'm holding a memorial mass for my husband." At the service, he stormed in, a ghost returned from the grave, roaring that he was alive and there to take back what was his. But I was standing next to his uncle, Dante Moretti, and all I did was stare him down. "Then explain," I said, my voice cutting through the silence. "Explain the woman. Explain the money. Explain your betrayal... to the Family. And to me."

"Rolling my eyes, I turn to see an extremely handsome man with short, styled, black hair staring back at me. His eyes are so dark brown that it appears that they are black. Even though I usually don't like men with a beard and mustache, he looks so hot with it, that I would melt in his hands if he touched me. This man oozes sex from every pore of his body. So much so, that when he accidently brushes my cheek with his hand, goosebumps instantly form on my arms. When I continue to stare at him, I notice that he glances down at my dress and just stares. Realizing why, I try to fold my arms across my chest, but he is standing so close, I can’t move without touching him." Dani as her family calls her lovingly, has always been the quiet mousy type.  She lives her life through books, while everyone else lives their lives to the fullest.  Always watching the world around her, she never quite is able to command the attention of anyone except for her friends and family.  When she finds out that she has to get a job to survive, she goes to the city and ends up working under Mr. knight.  Getting more than she bargains for, in the end is she naughty or nice?

"I used to be the well-respected Lady Kara. Everyone feared me! No one beneath me dared to so much as look me in the eye or remain sitting whenever I walked into a room, but now, I've lost everything! My life, my status, my man, all gone! I've become a nobody all because of that bitch who suddenly came and stole everything from me. I hate her so much!!!" It seems the battle she fought so hard for had been lost by Omega Kara, and she is now left to rot and suffer in a cruel world full of people just like her former self. But does the goddess give second chances? Is it possible for the darkest and evilest of hearts to turn a new leaf and become pure and white as snow? With all of her past behaviours, Kara was deemed the devil herself; now it's time for her to pay for her crimes and receive her dose of the same pain and suffering she caused others. But what will happen when the moon goddess decides not just to give her another chance to mend her ways but also an unexpected mate? The man whom she hated the most. Another adventure awaits in The Beta's Unexpected Mate (Book 2 of the werewolf mate series). Book 1- The Alpha's Hated Slave Mate Book 2- The Beta's Unexpected Mate For updates on character reveals and character quotes, as well as all of my books, follow my Facebook page, Eyitee's library.

[ ORIGINAL WORK BY LunaToMySol. DO NOT REPRODUCE IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM ] FOR MATURE AUDIENCES. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED This falls under dark romance and a lot of the scenes are for readers 18+. Hope you enjoy! • Grieving is such a hellish feeling but experiencing it for something you can't remember is just simply devastating and exhausting. Pamilyar na kay Ayra ang mga pakiramdam na iyon. Araw-araw, iminumulat niya ang kanyang mga mata na hindi mawari kung gusto niya 'bang maka-alala o kalimutan na lamang ang alaala na iyon nang tuluyan. Takbuhan na lamang palayo ang lahat. Vinxer Jose Dela Fuentes. Rich. Smart. Drop-dead gorgeous. He was living a comfortable life in a province where his family rules the whole of it. The Dela Fuentes clan was unstoppable until one night, everything changed for all of them but most importantly for Vinxer. Ngayon, hinaharap niya ang araw-araw na puno ng hiya Years later, Vinxer and Ayra met. Two heavy yet young hearts collided Will they finally find the peace they have been longing for? Or will they keep running away from all the demons that haunt them? SPOTIFY PLAYLIST: (The songs in this captures the overall vibe of this story. Not all songs are featured in the chapters but are still surely Vinxer and Ayra approved! haha <3) https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3XCwXaLXcq6pWgOpW6DTNH?si=OI6vaHS4QBm7IWhSw9lVpA

Le roman original portant le même nom d’une courte pièce de Kuaishou, dont l’ancien nom est de : « Quatre Bébés des Dragon et Phoenix : Maman fait sensation dans le monde entier ». Yolaine Bernard était piégée et puis enceinte, elle a donné naissance à des quadruplés dont les deux bébés ont été emmenée dans la famille des Thomas, et sa sœur cadette a profité des enfants pour devenir la jeune femme de la famille des Thomas. Et elle, après avoir vécu plusieurs chances de mourir, gardait finalement une seule de survivre. Cinq ans plus tard, elle a fait un magnifique retour avec ses enfants. La sœur méchante qui faisait semblant d’être pure, bien sûr, était sauvagement abusée. Des jumeaux, bien sûr, à reprendre ! Enzo Thomas a attachée l’héroïne au lit : « Ou me reprendre ensemble ? » Yolaine a ri froidement : « Tu souhaites ! » Au moment où elle a terminé sa phrase, elle a vomi. Enzo : « Combien de jumeaux y aura-t-il cette fois ? »

I set fire to my painting in front of the entire academy. Thunderous applause erupts from the crowd as everyone thinks it's some kind of performance art. Unlike them, Willow Laurent is distraught. She rushes up and grabs my hand, questioning in a shrill voice, "Cassidy Seymour, have you gone mad? This is your only chance to prove yourself!" I shake her hand off me coldly. My only chance? No… What she means is that it's her chance. In my past life, I created this masterpiece with all my heart and soul. But she stole it from me and submitted it as her entry first. Whether it was the composition, the colors, or even my original dot-stippling technique… She replicated every detail flawlessly. Then, she won the National Young Artists Gold Award, signed with a top gallery, and became a rising star. And what about me? I was condemned as a shameless plagiarist. Insults and curses gradually drowned me. "You shouldn't be an artist!" "Plagiarists are scum! They should just die!" Her fans stormed into my studio, smashed my art supplies, and broke my right hand. As I saw no end to the hell that I was living in, I jumped down from the top floor of my studio. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the very day she first accuses me of plagiarism.

After I get off work from the hospital, I decide to exercise by taking my mountain bike out on a ride. However, that's when I find out that the seat of my mountain bike has been lowered. There's even a blue sticky note with a scribbled heart pasted on the bike handle. I call my wife, Sabrina Yellin. "Who took my bike on a ride?" After a few seconds of silence, Sabrina replies nonchalantly, "Kelly's boyfriend wanted to learn how to ride a mountain bike yesterday, so he practiced a few laps with your bike. What's wrong, though? Is the bike damaged in any way?" Kelly's boyfriend? But he had boasted about going on an overseas vacation for one whole month last week on his social media account. My gut feeling tells me that something's fishy about this whole thing. So, I just curl my lips into a smirk. "Nah. He can keep using it." After that, I push the mountain bike back to its original parking slot. Then, I find myself two needles so that I can insert them into the seat. Three days later, when I'm working the night shift at the hospital, a nurse rushes in hurriedly. "Dr. Hart, there's a male patient in the ER right now. He claims that his crotch was stabbed by needles when he was riding his bike earlier."

"You also feel Lumira died an unjust death? Then let's see you change it." Rina Vale died screaming at a screen. Crushed by a truck after cursing an author for the pathetic end of her favorite villainess, Lumira Duskbane, she expected the void. Instead, she woke up behind Lumira’s eyes at the elite Aetherion Academy. But the sequel is deadlier than the original. Bound by a blood-contract with the Author, Rina must rewrite Lumira’s tragic fate or be erased. She is a "walking curse" in a den of monsters. Her fated ex, Alpha Jaxon, hunts her with predatory suspicion, desperate to prove she’s the source of the rot eating the university. Prince Kaelion, the vampire, watches her with a hunger that promises a beautiful destruction. Then there are the ones she’s already changed. Aurel Venticus, the genius White Mage, became obsessed after witnessing her wield a Reaper’s blade—a weapon no living soul should touch. Now, he stalks her mind, determined to unravel the secrets of the "new" Lumira. And Austin, the Moonshadow Elf Prince, remains her lethal shadow; despite the hell the original Lumira put him through, his loyalty has curdled into a terrifying, unbreakable obsession. As demonic shadows turn the campus into a slaughterhouse, the school demands a sacrifice. They want the villainess. The Blood Moon is rising... Rina has the spoilers and the dark magic, but in a world of obsessed predators, will surviving the story might be harder than writing it?

Why Me? Have you ever questioned this yourself? Bullying -> Love -> Hatred -> Romance -> Friendship -> Harassment -> Revenge -> Forgiving -> ... The story is about a girl who is oversized or fat. She rarely has any friends. She goes through lots of hardships in her life, be in her family or school or high school or her love life. The story starts from her school life and it goes on. But with all those hardships, will she give up? Or will she be able to survive and make herself stronger? Will she be able to make friends? Will she get love? <<…So, I was swayed for a moment." His words were like bullets piercing my heart. I still could not believe what he was saying, I grabbed his shirt and asked with tears in my eyes, "What about the time... the time we spent together? What about everything we did together? What about…" He interrupted me as he made his shirt free from my hand looked at the side she was and said, "It was a time pass for me. Just look at her and look at yourself in the mirror. I love her. I missed her. I did not feel anything for you. I just played with you. Do you think a fatty like you deserves me? Ha-ha, did you really think I loved a hippo like you? ">> P.S.> The cover's original does not belong to me.