Pure

'No matter what, No matter the time, No matter the place, No matter the century, No matter what's to come, I. will always. CHOOSE. YOU'. Everyone saw her as crazy..... But he saw her as nothing less than perfection. ................... "Why?" was the only thing he said. Confused I asked "Why what?" "Why do you always do this to yourself?" the tone in which he spoke almost seemed like he was heartbroken about something. "Do what?" I dared to ask, although I knew already within me I wouldn't like his response. "Conceal your worth" ....................... If you like this small insight of the story then please read on. The only thing I can guarantee you in this story is that it will definitely have an happy ending although for the two characters Rica and Dili to achieve that, they would have too pass through many difficult obstacles on their way to happiness. And trust me this isn't your normal Teenage story that is filled with rainbows and sunshine, there are a lot of gloomy days. If you don't mind that then please by all means do read on. .................. NOTE: This is a pure work of fiction. An original story by me. Buy me coffee? https://ko-fi.com/missrina

Charlotte never imagined that her supposed best day of life would become the worst nightmare when she was about to tell her husband, Sebestian Blackwood about her pregnancy. She caught him with his rumored mistress and best friend in an intimate position. Her wounded heart and hopes shattered into million pieces but she didn’t expect him to throw divorce papers on her face when she thought they could be together again. He accused her of cheating and demanded a divorce. Wasn’t he the one who was cheating behind her back? “Sign these papers and get the hell out of my life for heaven’s sake. I was a fool to fall in love with a woman like you, Charlotte.” He spoke with so much venom. Her heart squeezed seeing pure hatred in his eyes which used to be filled with immense love. “Is it a joke, right?” She asked him and hoped this nightmare would be over. “You made a joke of my reputation, Charlotte. Now save our time and free us from this web of deception you call a marriage.” He broke her hopes again with his harsh words and handed her the divorce papers.

“Beg properly,” he growled. “Please, Daddy,” I cried, voice breaking. “Please fuck your little brat’s tight pussy. I’ve been so bad—punish me with your cock. Stretch me open and fill me up. I’ll be good, I promise—just please fuck me hard.” At home, where secret desires burn hot, WET FOR DADDY brings you a hot collection of forbidden stories. Young stepdaughters grow up under the strong gaze of their powerful stepdaddies. Soon, care turns into raw hunger and wild need. From the busy boss who takes his naughty stepdaughter on his big desk, to the tough rancher who shows his curious girl how to ride more than horses — these tales dive deep into naughty, throbbing lust. Every soft “good girl,” every firm hand, and every secret night touch leads to explosive pleasure that breaks all the rules. Steamy, bold, and deliciously wrong, this book gives you pure taboo fun that will leave you wet, breathless, and wanting more. Give in to your darkest stepdaddy dreams — no shame, just hot, dripping fantasy.

"Spread your legs and use your hands, my little dove," his voice was rough, a dark whisper that curled into my skin. My body trembled, traitorous, yet I obeyed..because I never resisted him. I couldn’t. Even when his words bound me tighter than any rope, even when shame burned my cheeks, my fingers still moved at his command. I'm Amara Blake. At home, I’m nothing. The unwanted daughter. The mistake forced to live in her sister’s shadow. A living Donor. A spare part to my sister. Scorned by my mother, hated by my father, reminded daily that my only worth is keeping myself “pure” for Nina’s sake. But with him… purity doesn’t exist. Professor Black doesn’t see me as a burden. He sees me as temptation. A secret waiting to be ruined. Every time I walk into his office, I feel the weight of his gaze…hungry, dangerous, claiming. I shouldn’t want him. I shouldn’t crave the way his voice curls against my skin like a promise of sin. But I do. And when his hands finally touch me, I realize one truth…I’m no angel. I was made to burn. MY PROFESSOR SIN

“I, Siege Wong, reject you, Celestina Villarama, to be my mate,” he declared with a cold, death glare. His voice had become rough and growled as she stood there blankly staring at him, completely taken aback by his words. Eyes glazed over as tears slowly rolled down her cheeks. Celestina Villarama yearns for vengeance after being rejected by her mate. Sadness no longer engulfed every part of herself after he threw her away from the pack. She hid every inch of her vulnerability in order to survive the living hell. Siege Wong can sense Celestina’s bloodlust even from afar after rejecting her. He simply didn’t want to marry someone who was wolfless. He believed that she was only pretending to be his mate, so that she’ll inherit the title of being Crimson Moon Pack’s luna. What the two didn’t realize was the existence of the moon goddess, Sarina’s curse upon them; to not sense each other’s wolf, but able to feel the necessity of luscious nights together. How will they find their way back to each other? Will there be a chance for the curse to be invalidated? What challenge awaits these two pure souls who were unfortunate in love?

My wife, Vivian Lane, is the wealthiest woman. Her assistant had made it clear he had three "do-not-disturb" rules: no messages after work, no calls on weekends, and absolutely no contact when he was in a bad mood. Because of this, the company lost a major deal—one worth over a hundred million. Yet the assistant looked completely unbothered. "Sorry, I had no idea one phone call could make such a difference. If something goes wrong and I have to be the one to take the blame, fine—I'm just another cog in the machine." My wife snapped, "Who said anything about blaming you? You did exactly what you were told." She shot me a look of pure irritation. "You take the profits from the project, and when things fall apart, you dump it on the regular employees? Is that how you run a business? If your company folds over something this small, it just proves you're not fit to be in charge." It suddenly clicked, and I let out a quiet laugh. So she thought this project belonged to my company? I didn't bother correcting her. To be honest, I couldn't really hold it against her—after all, it wasn't my company going under.

They say there is a fine line between love and hate, but where does one end and the other begin? When does something so pure become something so toxic that even you yourself cannot fathom when things changed? This story starts on the day that my parents were killed. That was the day that I felt like my entire life had ended. If only I knew then that it was only the beginning of the storm I would be made to endure. Struggling to grasp onto the threads of my unraveling life, I found comfort in the arms of someone I didn't truly know. His dangerously handsome looks and his lethal allure consumed me, and, despite my every instinct, I fell. He became my world, the very air I needed to breathe, the only one that I thought I could rely on... but then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. When the truth of my very existence and reality was revealed, he cast me aside and lit my world ablaze, leaving me to burn in the flames of his hatred. Even then, we were still intertwined together by one fate. My name is Yileyna De'Lacor, and this is my story. For updates, character aesthetics and more follow me on author.muse on IG and author muse on

On her fifth wedding anniversary, Mireille Rousseau dies in a staged car accident orchestrated by her billionaire husband Damon Kessler and his mistress Vivienne Marchetti. She opens her eyes the morning before her wedding — twenty-two years old, every memory intact, and one single objective: burn it all down before it begins. She rejects Damon publicly at the altar. She signs a contract marriage with Nikolai Voss — the cold, ruthless CEO her ex-husband destroyed in her previous life. She gives Nikolai the one thing money cannot buy: she already knows every move Damon is going to make. What begins as a pure transaction slowly becomes something neither of them planned for. Nikolai watches Mireille dismantle a man who once buried her and he cannot look away. Mireille watches Nikolai step into every battle beside her without being asked and she cannot explain what that does to her. Meanwhile Damon Kessler is unraveling. She is not grieving. She is not chasing him. She is not the woman he built his entire plan around. And the more he reaches for her the more he loses — his company, his reputation, his carefully constructed empire — and he begins to understand too late that he never actually knew what he had.

Jerome Hernandez was the hottest name in the NBA. He's an overnight sensation admired for his hypnotic moves on the court, striking looks, sharp mind, and refined demeanor. He embodied pure charisma. Yet, behind his skyrocketing fame, Jerome remained a humble, God-fearing gentleman who effortlessly captured the hearts of millions of adoring women. What no one knew was that he harbored a secret love for Jessica Lopez, the world’s youngest, richest, best-selling author. Jessica, with her beauty, elegance, and undeniable glamour, quietly admired Jerome as well. Their paths intertwined through Sandra Mariano, Jerome’s new neighbor and Jessica’s closest, yet undisclosed, best friend. Haunted by the trauma of her parents’ tragic death, Sandra lived a life shadowed by mystery and occasional bouts of multiple personalities. With Sandra’s help, Jerome and Jessica finally found each other and soon became the most envied couple in the celebrity world. But their picture-perfect love story was suddenly put to the test when Jerome began developing feelings for Sandra. Though he tried to resist, the pull only grew stronger until it became impossible to ignore. In the end, he risked his spotless reputation and credibility, silently confessing through his actions the truth he could no longer deny...he was falling for his girlfriend’s best friend.

“I’ve tried…” he whispered against my ear, hands roaming my body. My breath hitched as his fingers slipped in between my thighs, circling the edge of my panties. “We can’t,” I gasped , my legs parting wider. “You’re supposed to be my step brother.” “And yet you’re soaked, Belle!” Fuck. *** After losing her mother in a tragic accident, Isabelle wakes from a coma months later with selective mutism. With this comes bullying and mockery at her new college as she’s nicknamed, ‘Ms Mute.’ She endured it all, but things take a different turn when her father introduces his fiancèe . Isabelle comes face to face with Lucas Graham—her cruelest bully, the college’s golden boy, and now future stepbrother. Despite every effort, Isabelle is unable to stop the wedding and is forced to live with Lucas who stops at nothing to frustrate her. When a viral video makes the headlines in school, and their new family connection becomes a public scandal, what starts as pure hatred, slowly leads to stolen kisses, uncontrollable tension, yearning and—sinful nights. The relationship is forbidden, their family reputation is at stake….Lucas, and Isabelle must decide if their love is worth fighting for.