Pure

Two months remained until debut evaluation night. Before our unit performance, our main dancer suddenly offered me her center position. I stared at her, confused, "The trainers always praise your stage presence. Why give up your spot?" "You... you deserve center more than I do." Her smile was painfully forced, and she was fidgeting with her practice clothes - obviously not saying what she really felt. Puzzled by her strange behavior, I asked, "Are my moves too big? Am I making it hard for you to perform?" She suddenly started shaking, looking at me with pure fear in her eyes. After what felt like forever, she finally choked out, "Please, just stop. I won't try to compete with you for center anymore!"

“Sir, the new student got into trouble in class ! They asked you to come !” I pulled a long face while my Lycan gritted out in my mind. “That’s our mate, punk !” Ever had the shock of your life that the man you hate the most on the first day of college is your foxy hot, male professor and surprise, surprise, surprise- your roommate too ?! Add to it that he does NOT belong to the human world ! Amidst bitter pasts and complicated relationships is the added fear of the Dark Overlord, who is hell-bent on destroying the entire supernatural world as well as the human world. Will the roommates get their act together and finally be one with one another ? Will human laws allow the student-teacher relationship to bloom into a satisfying romance ? Will the last surviving Lycan in the human world be able to avenge the death of its pure blood Lycan pack ? And finally, will the Lycan race survive at all?

Kaelan noticed I hadn't filed a single medical or living expense request in the pack’s resource channel for a week. He must have thought I’d finally kicked my greedy human habits. At dinner, he tossed a black card at me. It cut a cold arc through the air, landing beside my plate. “Your father’s treatment for next month. The wolf gene serum, the lab fees—it’s all approved.” His voice was pure Alpha command. An order, not a suggestion. “Bringing you and your father here was a risk. I fought the Elders for you. You are my mate. Stop begging for pack funds like a common stray. It’s a bad look.” He didn’t know my fingers were ice-cold when I picked up the card. The papers to sever our mate bond were already signed. So was my will. The hoodie I wore when I left was a faded thing he’d tossed at me three years ago. No one would believe it. The fated mate of an Alpha who ran a corporate empire… had to send a photo of a $10 painkiller receipt to a Beta assistant for approval. All because he thought a fragile human like me was a leech who couldn’t be trusted with cash. But a week ago, when my father’s lupus caused his organs to fail, I needed $50,000. He needed a dose of pure gene repair serum, synthesized in the pack’s high-tech med-bay. I begged him on my knees. His childhood friend, Seraphina, just laughed. She froze my request, saying she was helping me break my bad habit of “cashing in on my mate status.” Kaelan never knew I endured that humiliation just so my father could stay alive in his top-tier medical lab. Now, my father was dead. The medicine was cut off, and his ashes were already in the ground. I didn’t need to be his obedient little pet anymore.

The wedding had barely started when the lights went out. Then came the moans—from the giant screen behind the altar. Hailey froze. Her skin went ghost-pale. Her whole body shook. A beat later, the doors slammed open. Leading the charge? Nolan. Cold eyes, sharp suit, and bodyguards in tow. He stormed the stage. The groom tried to stop him. Big mistake. Nolan's guys dropped him in seconds. Nolan grabbed a fistful of the groom's hair and yanked his head back. "Heh. I've slept with Hailey hundreds—maybe thousands—of times. Used condoms alone could fill your house. Wanna see the HD vids?" Hailey's eyes locked on Nolan, pure hate. She'd been his kept woman for eight years. He loathed her family. He loathed her. Swore she'd never know peace. Then she disappeared—and he lost his mind.

My mate, Rowan, and I had gone through life and death to build a powerful pack. Our eternal mate bond had been witnessed by the Moon Goddess. That was until he brought back the teary-eyed Omega, Riley. She was a scheming woman who lied about being homeless. For her, Rowan used his Alpha's dominance on me in front of the pack to humiliate me. For Riley's pup, he accused me of jealousy and called me unworthy of being a Luna. When I was pregnant with our pure blood heir, I asked for his help as I was about to die from the enemy's attack. He turned away to comfort the pup, who only had a scratch on his arm. All Rowan did was leave me with cold words, blaming me for not being able to protect myself as a Luna. He told me I should reflect on that. My mate killed our pup with his own hands.

(book 1) Taika was a little different from other transmigration, she didn't wanted vengeance neither or wealth, she wasn't betrayed by her close ones neither did she get killed by anyone. In fact Taika had a normal peaceful life, a lovely parents and doting siblings and great friends who supported her when she was facing hardship or trouble. Like a bad dream her prefect life shattered one very night, her life took a double turn when she woke up only to find out she is dead and was bond to a transmigration cycle without her consent. She became a life puppet to the system cycle, due to her pure character she had to take twisted classes in order to be a villainess. And it was killing her...no matter how hard she struggled... she could never escape this suffering or tortured it was a cycle which she had to pass through and eventually became them.

Meet Dmitri Stefanovich Kaverin, a man with a no nonsense attitude and looks to die for. Always one to face his problems head on, Dmitri is quick to find a solution to his dilemma when his mother threatens to give away all he has worked so hard to achieve. The answer to his problems comes in the form of a certain violet eyed beauty named Trinity Johnson. Meet Trinity Johnson, a girl who lived in the moment and for the moment, without a care in the world. With a heart too pure for her own good and an uncanny knack for helping others in need, she decides to help a hot as hell complete stranger without any ulterior motives whatsoever. Join Dmitri and Trinity in their journey as they work together wherein Dmitri finally learns what being in love means while Trinity learns what being truly loved by a person entails. Watch as they both discover strengths they didn't know they possessed and weaknesses they never thought they had.

How come nights of pure bliss becomes her greatest downfall? When Velleria Feah found out that she was pregnant, she didn't want to keep it because she never wanted it in the first place so when she went to Zachariel to tell him about it, he told her to just get rid of the baby and get lost in his life. For him it was just a night of mistake and regret. So when she found out that he's about to get married, living his life to the fullest, she vowed to herself to make him regret throwing her away of his life. Velleria won't stop until she finally gets the what she wants but how would she able to win against her heart when every door of it screams his name? Would she able to succeed making his life miserable or would it be the other way around?

This is about scorching collection of pure erotic heat, every 4-5 chapters explode into raw, endless sex. It begins with shy college girl Sophia frantically masturbating in her dorm, fingers buried deep in her dripping pussy while moaning her crush’s name. When Jake walks in and catches her, he claims her instantly pounding her hard on the bed in a frenzy of wet slaps and screaming orgasms. From there, the story dives into one luxurious hotel hookup after another: steamy threesomes, wild poolside fucking under tropical skies, intense BDSM sessions with toys and restraints, risky public sex, and exotic double penetration that leaves her holes stretched and dripping. Sophia becomes an insatiable slut, chasing bigger, harder, wetter climaxes across opulent hotel suites in Bali, Paris, and Dubai—filled with creampies, squirting, anal, and nonstop filthy pleasure. And the rest are short sex stories. And anything exotic and all about sex.

On the day I was in heat, my childhood sweetheart stood me up. He only sent me a voice message, which said, “Willow, what do you mean you’re in heat? You’re just desperate for a man. Have some self-respect. Stop calling me!” Just as my fever spiked, pushing me to the edge of delirium, spectators watching my story flooded my vision with comments. [Sweetie, there are plenty of fish in the sea! Don’t be sad!] [Honey, look who’s walking in front of you. It’s Douglas Simus, the university heartthrob. He has the whole V-line and abs package, and he’s still a pure virgin boy!] Who? A V-line and abs? He should probably be able to satisfy me then. I struggled to open my eyes and saw a handsome man appear. Not bad. He smelled clean. I stopped him. “Do you want to hook up with me?”