Paid Novels & Stories

WARNING!!!!! THIS BOOK IS AN EROTICA ROMANCE NOVEL AND IT CONTAINS EXTREME EXPLICIT CONTENT IN ABOUT 60% OF THE BOOK. THE BOOK IS ONE IN THE EROTIC ROMANCE SERIES. Her name is Jenna Laurence. She is an embodiment of extreme beauty with a burdened heart of guilt and suffering. Her entire life is in a total mess and in dire need of immense support. She finds an opportunity in a rich billionaire named Eric with a desire for sexual pleasure. Her desperacy makes her sell her dignity. She signs a contract with him and then begins a life of erotic pleasure and sex with him. But what they didn't expect is to find themselves falling into an irresistible in-depth passion for each other. A passion so strong that a moment without each other feels like they have been sucked off their life forces. Their desire and extreme want for each other almost makes them go insane. They become inseparable and he isn't willing to end his deal with her so soon. But then, a huge rock as mighty as a hailstorm breaks the defense in their budding relationship when a treacherous secret from her past stands in their way creating a dilemma that shakes both their worlds. But whatever happens, they can never remain the same.

Lia enters a contract marriage with Ryan to pay off her fathers debt. Lia lost both her father and mother in an accident, leaving her with her elder sister Kelly, who is bound to a wheelchair due to the accident. Now Lia has to take up the role of the breadwinner of the family. Her encounter with Ryan began when he demanded that she pays off her fathers debt. Because she has no other means of paying, Lia agrees to enter a contract marriage with Ryan, which was only until Ryan had full control of his grandfathers company.Would this encounter bring about some changes to the heart of Ryan who doesn’t believe in love or would they go their separate ways after the contract ends?.

"What do you mean. I have to marry you?"I asked as he faced me with a very dirty glare. "You'll just have to accept it missy". "What if I don't?"I asked folding my hands underneath my breast. "Then you'll have to pay me the money you owe me" "But I don't have such money " I whined. "Then face the consequences. You'll get jailed"His thick voice sent shivers down my spine. "You said it's just a few months stuff right?"I asked taking my eyes down to the ground. "A year to be precise" Well I'm Brianna Salvador and I just landed myself in huge trouble. I didn't mean to break his car. I just got angry so I hit it so hard with a rock and it broke. Brianna Salvador is a half American and half Filipino, she's out to make ends meet and prove to her parents that she can also become independent but when she gets herself into a huge problem she's forced to get married to an Italian demigod Diego De Lucas. Is an Italian business man out to take what belongs to him. He's inheritance is siezd by his grandmother and the only way to get it back is if he gets married and begins a family. He meets Brianna in a very odd way and decides to marry her to get his fortune back.

While I try on various wedding rings, my fiance, Don Demetrio Farese, who has tagged along, suddenly snatches the ring from my fingertip. "You already lost a finger, Lucia. The ring will look ugly on you. Carlotta, on the other hand, looks beautiful with a ring on her finger." Then, Demetrio fishes out a photo featuring him sinking down on one knee while sliding a ring onto Carlotta Rini's finger. My chest tightens. "What are you trying to say?" "Let Carlotta wear the wedding ring. You've already lost a finger anyway—you don’t need it." Pain slowly spreads from my chest to the rest of my body. For a moment, I almost lose my balance. The truth is, Demetrio's mortal enemy is the one who severed my finger by shooting at it. Back then, I only got shot because I had shielded Demetrio from the bullet.

In order to save her family from ruin, Seraphina Vale signs a one-year contract that sells her body and soul to the ruthless billionaire Kaelan Voss — the man she blames for destroying her life. Trapped in his luxurious penthouse, Sera must obey every command: attend elite events on his arm, follow his strict rules, and surrender to his darkest desires whenever he demands. What begins as furious hate turns into addictive, filthy pleasure. But Kaelan is not the monster she thought. As dangerous enemies close in and shocking betrayals surface, Sera finds herself craving the very man who owns her. In a world of power, obsession, and sin, one question remains: Will she pay the debt with her body… or lose her heart in the process? Warning: Extremely explicit content. Dark themes, dubious consent, possessive anti-hero, heavy spice, and jaw-dropping twists.

Minerva was so close to tying the knot with her long-time boyfriend Derrick when an unexpected accident fatally killed him. With only five months before she’ll give birth, she had look for various jobs that can raise her and her upcoming child until she met Darwin Gray, the CEO of the biggest company in their city and happens to be Derrick’s half-brother. She was skeptical at first to live with him until Darwin revealed that Derrick actually sold her to him in order to finance Derrick’s gambling lifestyle. Minerva was absolutely heartbroken and was left with no choice than to be his Mrs. Gray. But, as the winds of fate change, Minerva will soon realize that one must never judge a book by its cover—that despite Darwin’s ruthless appearance lies a heart that has long been yearning for a one true love.

Artha and Agatha's marriage, which was originally harmonious, is now a disaster. Artha's father insisted that he have grandchildren within a year. Because Agatha could not bear children, Artha was forced to secretly marry another woman. In the end, Artha was forced to marry Livy so that she could bear children for him. In return, Artha have a thousand dollars to Livy. Did Artha's plan work? Can Livy have children within a year

After my husband, Joseph Adams, hired thugs to smash my taco stand again, I pushed the destroyed remains to his company’s anniversary banquet. Joseph had his arm around his little secretary, Monica Martin, when he announced that she would soon be joining the company’s management team. I pressed the horn and called out, “Tacos for sale to support my husband’s mistress—three thirty a piece!” Amid the stunned and bewildered stares of the crowd, Joseph’s brows twisted into a deep frown.

I'm the top salesperson at a tutoring center. Payday comes, and my commission is 50 cents. I'm so furious that I march straight to my boss to demand answers, but his secretary, Sasha Watson, steps in front of me. She digs through her pocket, pulls out 50 cents, and flicks it straight at my face in front of everyone. "Here's your 50 cents!" My ears ring. Heat crawls up my neck and into my skull. "Ms. Watson, this has to be a mistake. I closed 1.5 million dollars on my own last month. My team pulls in over three million dollars. My commission should be at least 200 grand." Sasha rolls her eyes. She reaches into her wallet, pulls out a dollar bill, and slaps it against my cheek. "Stop barking! Fine, I'll throw you a dollar. Keep the change!" I'm about to lose it. "My mom is still waiting on that 200 grand for her surgery. Without it, she could die." The coworkers around us start whispering. "50 cents? For the top salesperson? That's insane!" "Lower your voice. She's the boss's niece! What she says goes. Unless you want to get fired, pretend you didn't hear anything." I turn away, pull out my phone, and dial our biggest competitor. "I'm in. Five million dollars a year."

I stretched lazily on the bed, much like a contented kitten, before opening my eyes. Hovering above me was a face that could have been sculpted by the gods—a handsome, well-defined face with sun-kissed golden eyes. My first groggy thought was that Cara had finally brought home a decent, well-groomed man for a change. But…. Why is he in my room? I abruptly shoved him away, ending the spell. "Get off your asshole!" With a scowl on my face, I got up quickly. “Was personal space not mentioned by Clara, huh?” I spoke in an irritated tone. “Clara?” He turned and casually picked up some papers from a nearby table, settling down with an annoying smile. “And who might that be, if I may ask?” He doesn’t even remember her? Asshole “Well, if you must know, Clara—” I started, but my words faltered as something shiny caught my eye. What is..? Then my memories began to flood back. —it’s a damn golden sofa. Shit. Brain Freeze. ~~~ Growing up as the oldest kid on a Chicago farm was no picnic for Mary Johnson. Her folks, good ol' Mr. and Mrs. Becky Johnson, were salt-of-the-earth types, who worked hard on their small farm not far from the gritty backstreets of Chicago. They taught Mary and her siblings the value of hard work, self-value. But as much as Mary loved her family, she dreamed big, but those dreams took a backseat when she needed to step up and help support her family. Then, out of the blue, fate threw her a curveball. A chance in the US came knocking, and Mary didn't hesitate. And then she crossed paths with the Blacks – New York’s high society, dripping with wealth and power, who offered her a deal she couldn’t refuse.