Poem On My Father My Hero Novels & Stories

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 Aria Bennett is the perfect daughter, a decoration in her father’s massive business empire. But for one night, she decides to break every rule. At a secret underground club, she meets Adrian, a man who knows exactly how to please her and awaken desires she never knew she had. They promise each other nothing but one night of pleasure and desire. ​But when Aria wakes up to find him gone, leaving only a cold note behind, she thinks the fantasy is over. That is, until she walks downstairs the next morning to see the same man standing in her driveway. ​Now, the man who knows her darkest secrets is her father’s new driver. Forced to face him every day while pretending they are strangers, Aria is caught in a suffocating game of cat and mouse. Adrian on the other hand is dangerous, cold, and hiding a secret that could destroy her father’s empire. And the closer she gets to him, the more she risks losing everything, including herself.

On my eighteenth birthday, a mouthwatering scent filled my nostrils and I was shocked when I saw the professor I hated the most was my mate. Returning home, my stepmom said she was going to introduce to me her new husband which shocked me. My father was disabled from a brutal illness yet she wanted to marry another man. When he came in, he turned out to be him. My Mate and My Professor.

Paulyn is his best friend's daughter. She's off-limits. Alfredo doesn't want to be tempted. He can't be tempted. That's why he keeps his distance from her. He tries to avoid her and stay away. But every time he moves away, every time he avoids her, it seems like the girl's desire to get closer to him, to get his attention, only grows stronger. She wanted him to give in. She wanted him to submit himself. And as time goes on, he feels like she's gradually getting him. He's gradually falling for her charm. Paulyn is a walking temptation. A sexy vixen that could awaken every man's sexual fantasies and he is not an exception to that.

“You better be as long as the lengths you go to avoid me.” “Miss Patterson?!” he sounds flabbergasted. My eyes start to adjust to the darkness and I see that he is at the far corner, sitting on one of two seats in the room. “Is that what you’ve chosen to call me? Can you moan that?” “Miss Patterson!! I am your priest! You ought not to show up like this in front of me and say vulgar things to me.” He tries and fails to sound stern. He was practically drooling. “Yet all you want to do is clasp your hand on my chest and listen to me sing praises to you.” “You are of the devil.” I nod, “I’ve been called worse. But is it okay for a priest to moan about the devil while inside me?” “Will you stop??” “I will, after I’ve had my fill with you.” Melanie Rose Patterson wants her priest, and will stop at nothing to get into his pants. Because no matter what his mouth says, his body wants her. What Melanie wants, Melanie always gets... until now.

Hazel Bennett's life crumbles on her wedding day when she finds her fiancé cheating on her with his secretary. Heartbroken and devastated, she spends the night in the arms of the stranger before leaving town for good. A few weeks later, Hazel discovers she's pregnant. It isn't until seven years later that fate brings her back to Seattle with twins she birthed for a man she thought she’d never see again. Now talented and unstoppable, she takes a job in a hotel in Seattle but what happens when she finds out that Nicolas Vaughn, the richest and most ruthless billionaire is her boss and he is in fact the man she slept with seven years ago—the Father of her kids. “It’s you.” His deep voice and familiar scent filled the room. My stomach knotted the moment our eyes met. That night came back to me in hot, pulsing flashes. Seven years ago but I still remembered him like it was yesterday. I gasped softly, “Oh No! Mr CEO is the father of my kids.”

My fiancé of three years, Julius, sold me. To a black market auction in Vegas. I was sold to another man for five million dollars. Julius was begging me. "I owe five million," he pleaded. "If I don't pay up, they're gonna dump me in the river." "You're a dead ringer for the Don of the Norling family's late wife. All you have to do is keep him happy, and my debt gets wiped clean." "Don't worry," he said. "When he gets tired of you, I won't think any less of you. We'll still get married." So they drugged me and delivered me to an estate that was all too familiar. But here’s what he didn't know. The Don of the Norling family would kill for his daughter. And I'm that daughter. The one he’s kept hidden all these years.

Laura was just an ordinary girl, a college graduate who believed in love, loyalty, and living a simple life. She had plans, dreams, and a heart she gave freely to the man she thought loved her back. But life had other plans. On the night she intended to show the world how deeply she loved her boyfriend, everything shattered. A leaked video exposed his betrayal, humiliating Laura in front of her college mates. Whispers, stares, ridicule. It was all meant to break her. But it didn’t. For the first time, Laura refused to shrink. She stood unbothered, showing everyone she wasn’t the kind of girl to be disrespected. That night, she walked away with her dignity intact. She decides to celebrate with her best friend, Zara. There was too music, laughter, dancing, and far too much alcohol. One reckless night turned into a decision Laura never planned to make, a one-night stand with a stranger named Lucas. What she didn’t know was that Lucas wasn’t just any man. He was her best friend’s father. He awakened something inside her no one ever had before, making her feel desired, moan, scream, and orgasmed. She believed she could forget that night. But she was wrong. Life cornered her again when she was assigned a new job. A fresh start and a new boss? Lucas. The same man whose touch still haunted her. The same man whose dick had been inside her pussy and his weight on her body. The same man who was also her best friend’s father. But then comes the question Laura never expected… Can Laura resist Lucas, or will desire change everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and friendship?

On the day the real heiress was welcomed home, my fiancé was already sleeping with her. Staring at the blue pills and torn lingerie scattered on the floor, I told them to get the hell out of my wedding house. But a second later, my father stormed in and slapped me hard across the face. "Who are you to tell her to leave? Bella is our real daughter!" "Elena, you’re just an outsider we took in by mistake. You’re the one who needs to get out." Marco wrapped his arm around Bella, his tone impatient: "Elena, I’m the heir to the Moretti family. I can’t marry a mongrel with impure blood like you. If you don't want to bring shame to the family, be smart and go tell the Don the wedding is off tomorrow." Bella gave a coy smile and tossed a stack of cash at my feet like she was giving alms: "Sister, I know Marco and I hurt you, but we’re true love." "Take this as your severance package. Take the money and get lost." I suppressed my rage and stepped forward to throw these disgusting people out, but Marco shoved me violently. "I told you, I’m not marrying you! Keep pestering us, and don't blame me for getting rough!" My stomach slammed against the table. I laughed out of pure anger. Who said I wanted to marry him? The one I’m going to marry is his father—the Don of the Moretti family, Lorenzo.

I came to him broken at nineteen. He was my alpha, my guardian, forbidden in every way that mattered. Then I almost married his son. Almost. One betrayal. One ruined wedding. One night where Damien stopped being noble and started being mine. Now I know what those rough hands feel like wrapped around my throat. What that filthy mouth sounds like when he calls me good girl and means it in the dirtiest way possible. His son wanted a wife. His father wanted to own me. And God help me, I was always meant to be Daddy's.

“You're gonna regret this,” he warned. He finally found his voice, but his words just made me want to go farther with this. “Shhhh.” I got down on my knees as I looked at his big cock. Without thinking, I opened my mouth wide and sucked it in, making him moan. I bobbed my head as I choked my throat on him. He felt delicious in my mouth. I looked up and his head was up, his eyes on the ceiling but closed. Yes,my boy was loving this, but I don't even know why I was doing it in the first place. I continued with my motion, my palm flat on his hard abs. His moans grew louder and louder within the seconds. I have never sucked anyone's dick apart from him, I was the one who was always being sucked, it's not that I didn't like to, but I never wanted to suck any of the guys I had a fling with, but with him, it was different, I wanted to and I felt really comfortable doing it, and he seemed to be liking it despite me being a rookie, but he didn't know that...