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Gracie, daughter of Lucifer, was sent to Earth to find her brother who ditched his responsibilities in Hell. Her brother was disguised as a teacher in an elite high school so she went there as a 16-year-old high school student.The only plan was to forcibly dragged her brother back to Hell but things changed when her life turns upside-down. She was tangled in campings, field trips, school plays which she really hated to the hell and back. Between those happenings, she met David, a human with a cold personality but with a very biblical name.David was already engaged with another human but the blame was on her when the girl suddenly died. Because ever since she arrived at that school, killings never stopped but she swears in the name of her father and all her uncles, she did not do the deed.Can she successfully persuade her brother to go back home when all of the happenings in school are not according to her liking?What about David? She liked that damn human.

Blackmailed with her mother's health, her stepdad forced her to marry the cruelest Alpha even selling her beforehand. Desperate to save her dying mom, she doesn't revolt.        “ You only have two years. A year to get pregnant and a year to look after my kids, after that you leave like they were never yours,” Alpha Xander stated coldly as she walked into his mansion.        “ Rule number one, do not catch feelings. I don't want to have to deal with someone that's emotionally attached,” Amanda was convinced she could handle his rules until the contract was over but she wasn't prepared for what would happen next - a feeling of mate bond and who could blame her? Not after their multiple steamy encounters. Forced to protect herself and her unborn children she flees from Alpha Xander causing resentment and misunderstanding but as the years run by, they can only suppress their bond and love for each other for just a little while.

CAUTION: This is an R18 EROTIC DARK ROMANCE COLLECTION containing multiple RAW LGBTQIA+ STEAMY STORIES. Built For Sin will meet you dry and hand you imagination to leave you soaking wet, hard as diamond and rutting like an Alpha. Clicking on read will take you on a journey to either press your thighs together or use a vibrator; suffer in hard silence or stroke your hard dick faster with lubricant. Since you read everything above and are still reading, I guess you want to volunteer as tribute to this world of perversion. Welcome, sinner.

It was never supposed to be painful and depressing. A stupid mistake she knows that. After all, Jude Murray was her boss, and falling in love with him wasn't in her job description. But can they blame her? A little moth-like her couldn't stay away from fire even if it burns. And so their journey begins. Mary Jane Austen, the assistant secretary of the cold billionaire. One mistake, she left him for good. However, two years later they met again. “... You, you hurt me Jude. You made me look so small with all that whore you f*ck inside your office while I was just a foot away from your door...you! You are a heartless assh*le who didn't even realized that I was hurting.” Saad niyang nagpapahid na ng luha. “... How could you?” Sigaw niyang dagdag habang ang luha ay nag uunahang pumatak, na para bagang ilog na dumadaloy na lamang ng walang katapusan.

At my engagement party, my cousin drugged herself and tearfully begged me to lend her my fiance for one night, so I sent the Eastons' youngest son, who had always had a thing for her, on her way. When Erin woke up and realized it wasn't my fiance, she killed herself out of shame and despair. My fiance didn't blame me; he treated me as he always had. Ridden with guilt, I took care of Erin's mother after her death. But on my wedding day, my groom turned husband had me drugged and threw me to beggars. "Erin suffered like this back then," he said coldly. "You can atone for her pain with that filthy body of yours." And so, on my wedding night, I was violated to death—with a baby in my belly. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to that night when Erin tearfully begged me to give my fiance to her.

It has always been him, he was my first love, and so, I had to let him go. He wasn't made for this life. He, was made for greater things. He was too much of a tornado for this small town, that doesn't mean I miss him any less. It's been 9 years since we last saw each other. Nine years of hatred on his part and self-loathing on mine, why did I let him go? Now, he is a successful billionaire, living the life one could only dream of. I wish things were different now that he's back but that just seems like a foreign concept to him. He doesn't want me anymore, but I can't blame him either. It was me who broke us and it is going to be me who will put all the pieces back together. Even if it is the last thing I do before death comes knocking at my door.

Linda is now married to Billionaire Chris Kingston. Everything is perfect...but maybe too perfect. She flees to find something more exciting only to run into a world of darkness, murder, blackmail, and so much more! She is now the puppet of a dangerous woman and can't seem to break free. The lives of herself, her family, and her friends are all now on the line! *This is book two(2) of the book, Reawakened By His Love. You can read this as a standalone even though it would be nice if you read the first book.

Because of the poem he accidentally read, Satsuto's sexual orientation turns upside down. And when he realize that the boy he hates the most was actually he's in love to, what would he do? Can he even melt the cold-as-ice heart of that sanguinarian Snow? “I'll give you your fill and you'll give me a head, how about that?” Read how Satsuto Fuentes will fall deep into the homosexuality rabbit hole as he pursue Snow Benesisto.

Aaron Morris had it all. Good looks, a beautiful girlfriend, good grades in college. He only had one problem. He was being stalked by a red-haired nightmare otherwise known as Bella Davis! She was the bane of his existence, a thorn on his side who won't leave him alone no matter what. Will he ever get rid of her or will she continue to annoy him with her unrequited love?*This is the spin-off of The Ugly One but can be read as a stand alone novel. However, I recommended you read that one first :)*

My boyfriend, Percy Gaskell, suddenly flaunts an engagement ring on the Internet. He also announces that he'll get married in two months. Everyone thinks I'm the lucky bride who will get proposed soon, including myself. Anticipation fills my heart as I start making wedding preparations. But unwittingly, I end up overhearing Percy and his friends' conversation at the doorway of a private room in a bar. "I'm seriously impressed with the method you used to select your wife, Percy. You actually gave all 19 of them different scores! Those with lower scores get kicked out, whereas those with higher scores get to ascend to the next round! In the end, you choose the best wife out of all participants! "Now, the only ones left are Maisie and your beloved mistress, Sabrina. Not only that, but you're also biased toward Sabrina, so you gave her a relatively high score. Maisie is definitely losing this time! "What if Maisie finds out that she's not the one you're marrying in the end? Will she throw a hissy fit?" Percy took a sip out of his wine glass lazily. In a flippant tone, he replied, "That will have to depend on who satisfies me the most. Let me observe them for three more days. If Maisie is still that disappointing, she shouldn't blame me for being ruthless." His friends all burst into laughter. "You're far too soft-hearted, Percy! Maisie is inferior to Sabrina, be it her figure, age, or bedroom skills! I can't believe you're still giving her a chance! "If I were you, I'd have kicked her out in the first round!" Percy just smiles in amusement. "I only wish to give her a chance because I see how pathetically low her score is. If she can't even use the final chance given to her properly, she shouldn't blame me for not marrying her." I can feel my blood turn to ice in my veins. My mind has completely gone blank. All I can hear is my heartbeat, which slowly becomes louder. With a trembling hand, I dig out my phone and text that man's number, which lies at the bottom of my contact list. "Are you up for a whirlwind marriage right now?"