Please Throw Me Away Novels & Stories

After discovering that Sienna Lyon had cheated on me, I gave her three chances. The first time, I pulled out the love letter that a shy 18-year-old Sienna had handed to me with trembling hands. When Sienna took the letter, her face was filled with remorse. Then, she deleted Matt Sauter’s contact from her WhatsApp right in front of me. The second time, I pulled up a video of Sienna and me exchanging our wedding vows from my phone’s gallery. Sienna watched in silence for a long time. Then, she ordered the security guard to turn away Matt, who had come to borrow money. She, who had never touched a drop of alcohol, got completely drunk that night. The third time was outside Matt’s hospital room, when I handed Sienna the stomach cancer report. Sienna lit a cigarette. The smoke made me cough uncontrollably. Yet her gaze never left Matt, who was in the room. The answer was already obvious. At that moment, I knew there would be no future for her and me.

I spent years being the perfect wife—patient, loyal, invisible. I built a home, raised a child, and loved a man who slowly stopped choosing me. When betrayal became routine and silence was expected, I realized my sacrifice meant nothing to them. Walking away wasn’t an act of revenge. It was survival. This is the story of a woman who gave everything to her family—until she finally chose herself

Everyone is envious of me for having someone like Dominic Cruz, who's love-brained, as a husband-to-be. He's rich, handsome, and highly educated. I smile without saying anything, but I nod happily. However, on the day I'm misdiagnosed, he goes missing. He's so engrossed in his secret lover that he forgets all about me. So, I jilt him before he can do it to me. I turn him into the city's laughingstock. Later, I hear that he drinks the bar dry every night. He scours Marina City but fails to find his missing bride.

WARNING: This book is rated 18+ and will contain explicit sexual contents. He's off-limits. But tonight, I'm done pretending. Bell thinks I'm his sweet little girlfriend. But it's his stepdad who sees the real me— wet, needy, and aching to be ruined. One look. One whisper. One filthy promise. And just like that… I'm on the kitchen counter, legs wide, moaning "Daddy." This isn't just sex This is sin And it feels so damn good to be a sinner. Welcome to the diary of a sinner—where shame is foreplay and obedience tastes like lust. Where pleasure is punishment—and sin feels holy. This is a collection of raw, filthy, indulgent one-shots where no desire is too dark to explore, no boundary too sacred to cross. Each story is a confessional soaked in pleasure, punishment, and the bittersweet afterglow of release. And you’re going to love every one of them, especially if you're looking for a book filled with wild sexual fantasies. Join the ride, if you can control the heat.

After three years of loveless and suffocating marriage. Alice finally realizes she can't warm Lucas's heart no matter what she does. Besides, the marriage between them was just a contract. The words that he had written on the contract were very clear: "Don't ever expect anything from me, in the future if I want, you must give me a divorce without any questions and you are not allowed to conceive my baby" Alice chose to marry him because she needed money for her father's surgery. She was the one who proposed the idea of marriage in the first place, and as a result, she was the one who suffered the most. As time passed, she discovered that he was having affairs with other women, she also discovered that his first love had returned. This broke her heart and she finally decided to divorce him. She had suffered enough and it was time for her to move on with her life. But fate had a different plan for her. She discovered that she was pregnant after leaving Lucas's house. However, even though she was carrying his child, she didn't want to stay with him because of his infidelity. When Lucas found out that Alice had left and was furious. "You belong to me, I'll never let you go" He forcefully pushed her against a cold wall and punished her with a deep kiss as a way to assert his dominance over her. It was only after she left that Lucas began to comprehend the profound impact Alice had on his life. He found himself unable to imagine anyone else filling the void she had left.

Elara Vale was the twin no one knew, sent to replace her glamorous sister in a marriage of convenience. Adrian Wolfe believed he married Alessia, but the quiet, clever woman at his side is nothing like the woman he expected. Before secrets emerge, his first love, Lillian Hart returns, beautiful, ambitious, and desperate to reclaim the man she once loved. As old feelings resurface, Adrian notices subtle differences in his wife, strength, intelligence, and calm determination that don’t match Alessia’s reputation. When the shocking truth comes to light, Adrian discovers the woman who stood by him for three years is not Alessia… but Elara, the twin they sent away. And she harbors a secret no one expected, a truth that could change everything.

Every story pushes deeper into the darkest taboos — stepfathers breeding their barely legal daughters, twins fucking each other raw, priests ruining virgins, mothers corrupted by their own sons, brides fucked on their wedding night by the wrong men, and families that no longer hide how much they crave each other’s bodies. No limits. No shame. No pulling back. Just pure, dripping, addictive filth that will leave you wet, guilty, and begging for the next sin. Once you open this book… there is no closing it. Welcome to your damnation. Which story will break you first?

Today was supposed to be my marking ceremony. Instead, it became my funeral. Eliza had run me down with her car. She dragged my broken body into the storage room. "Stay here. When the ceremony is over, I'll let you out." She wanted to take my place, to be marked by Greyson, as his Luna. Greyson loved me. But his family could never allow their precious Alpha son to marry a lowborn Omega. "Millie," murmured, his voice thick with guilt. "I have to obey my family and give them an heir first -- with Eliza. You know... she's Alpha blood. "Once the pup turns one, I'll marry you." And I marked the days one by one, counting down to our forever. He claimed it was a mere duty, but but their feverish nights suggested she was his preferred addiction. A month later, Eliza was pregnant. Ten months after that, she bore the Alpha's heir. Another twelve agonizing months dragged by, and finally, it was the day he was supposed to claim me. But now, I was lying here on the floor, my body shattered. Greyson's voice cut through the phone, sharp and impatient. "Why aren't you here yet? Haven't you been desperate to marry me?" "I've let the pup's birthday incident slide -- are you still going to sulk about it?" "If you don't show up, I'll mark Eliza instead." I wasn’t coming, Greyson. I couldn’t -- I was already dead. But he believed I was simply having a tantrum.

After bearing my fated mate's pup, I sank into severe postpartum depression. By day, as Luna of the Blood Moon Pack, I had to hold myself together. By night, I let despair drown me. Time and time again, I picked up the silver dagger, ready to end it all. It was Alpha Raymond Kirk who held me, who told me over and over: "It's all right, Aurora. No matter what you become, our pup and I will always be here." For five whole years, I held it back. I didn't want to be a burden to anyone. Then one day, the pup cut his finger and let out a cry. I broke. I cut my wrist again. Raymond finally snapped. He shoved a fistful of calming herbs into my mouth. "How long are you going to keep this up? Are you trying to drive me and our pup insane?" "If you don't want to live, why don't you just die?" I swallowed in silence. And just like that, a thought came to me. Every night, Raymond murmured a girl's name in his sleep. She could replace me. She could be the mother our pup deserved. As for me—I should return to the Moon Goddess.

Someone had sprinkled some corrosive acid powder all over my wedding dress, the one worth over a hundred million. The moment I put it on, my flesh began to burn and dissolve. Blood and yellowish fluid pooled around me as a result. When I tried to call for an ambulance, someone’s mother held me down. She smiled cruelly and said, “You dare steal my daughter’s wedding dress? Go to hell!” However, my husband had ordered the dress from a top designer. It was one of a kind! I struggled with all my strength and shouted at her, “Do you know who I am? How dare you touch me?!” Her daughter, Yelena Stone, then grabbed a knife and stabbed me hard in my pregnant belly. She sneered and said, “You stole my man, but you have the audacity to yell at me? Fine. I’ll just spend a little more to end your worthless life.” My worthless life? I laughed. My hands were stained with blood as I called my brother, Hunter Sinclair, an elite in Jinvell’s social circles. “Hunter! Someone’s trying to kill me! And tell Jacob to get here now!”