Redemption

“I hate you…” my words, intended as a curse came out as a filthy moan as he plunged into me so hard that I saw stars. “I don't, Dani. Because you're mine!...” he murmured hotly against my skin. “Your every breath” “Every moan” “Every tears” “Every. Single. Inch. of your Body” he spelled, each word following a deeper thrust as he claimed me over and over yet over again. * After being rejected twice by her first two mates, Danica made a vow to herself never to let herself go through another similar humiliation. Not even when she finds out that the Alpha was her third chance mate. She had no believe in the mate bond and she only took the Alpha's kindness towards her as another approach to the humiliation he planned to make her face so she never planned on admitting to being his mate. But Alpha Alexander wasn't one to give up on what he wants and right now, it could be either Danica Grayson or Danica Grayson. Will Danica give in to the relentless Alpha eventually? Or will she take her little secret to her grave? Was there a chance that she finds the love she'd always wanted or was there a chance that she'll be rejected a third time?

⚠️⛔ Explicit 18+ Content | Reader Discretion Strongly Advised. ***** “Room for one more?” Thorne murmured, his voice dark with hunger. He stroked his pierced cock, lining up carefully beside the bases. My heart pounded, my hole already maxed, but the omega in me craved more stretch. He pushed slowly, the head forcing past the ring alongside the knots, my walls screaming as they parted further. I cried out, my back arching, tears blurring my vision. The burn twisted sharply, pleasure exploding through it as Thorne sank inch by inch, his length rubbing the knots inside. Three cocks now, locked and throbbing, filling me beyond reason. Slick gushed forcefully, easing the impossible fit, my rim pulled so thin it fluttered visible. “Fuck, he's taking us all,” Aurelius groaned, his knot twitching hard. ~~~~~ In this explosive, infuriatingly hot Gay erotica compilation, filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chase the very thing they shouldn’t crave. They have high voltage desires to have their tight cracks shed apart, rimmed with sizes they never imagined exist and their girths straining, covered with slick. Glance through the pages in the most hidden corner of the world where no one would see you squirming. If you’re reading with a partner, fair warning: you’ll either test their patience or weaponize their hands. Women will be left breathless. Men will become needier than they expected. BUT DON’T BLAME ME IF YOU CAN’T STOP FLIPPING THE PAGES. ⚠️🔞‼️

They say nuns are off-limits. I call that a challenge. They say obsession is a sin. I stopped counting sins when blood became my business. She says I’m a sinner. She’s not wrong. But when I have her whispering confessions against my skin that would make Lucifer himself blush, what does that make her? A firecracker wrapped in a habit. All rosaries and rebellion, thinking she can drive me away with Scripture and that ice-cold stare. Amusing. Her holy water won't wash away what I do to those round tits. She's not a bride of Christ yet. And the harder she prays for salvation, the more determined I am to show her what real worship feels like. They say God answers all prayers. But in my city, prayers come to me first. Her vows or my empire. Heaven or my hell. The choice was never really hers to make. God may forgive me, but she won’t.

“Hands on the wall, and stick your perfect ass out for me,” Cole demands. I lean my sweaty palms against the concrete slab and step my feet apart, bracing myself, as I bend my torso until I’m at a ninety-degree angle with my ass and torso parallel to the floor. Cole lightly slaps one of my redden ass cheeks, and a flame of desire mixed with pain bursts through my body. Everyone is gathered around now, watching. “Fuck her hard, Cole!” Someone yells. “Wreck her little pussy!” “Fill the little slut up!” All the taunts and comments are making me blush with embarrassment while my pussy gets wetter. •°• What begins as a sugar baby deal soon becomes a whirlwind of rough spankings, wicked bondage, and pulse-pounding group encounters, threesomes, foursomes, even gangbangs that leave Jacqueline trembling, breathless, and begging for more. As a top physics student, Jacqueline never expected her reply to a sultry ad would drag her into Cole’s orbit, a cocky financier whose magnetic charm was a trap and whose control was absolute. Every lash of his whip, every ruthless thrust, and every scorching gaze pulls her deeper into his dark world—a world where secrets simmer and desire burns hotter than she ever imagined. Now Jacqueline is caught between the thrill of surrender and the fight for her soul. Will she rise from the ashes of her corruption, or will she give in completely to his iron grip? Content Warning: Packed with BDSM, free-use fantasies, edging, humiliation, tantalizing toys, double/triple penetration, and flashes of F/f heat woven into blazing M/f seduction, Punished by Passion is not for the faint of heart. This is danger, desire, and dark romance at its most addictive, enter only if you dare.

18+ Explicit Content | Strongly Suggested for Reader Discretion Content Warnings: This collection contains strong adult language, age-gap dynamics, morally dubious characters, rough encounters, and explicit sexual scenes, definitely not for the weak of heart. Some certain desires are meant to remain hidden, there should be none of them. However, nothing is off-limits in these stories. Dirty Desires is an anthology of unvarnished, erotic stories in which temptation rules, control is challenged, and rules are broken. From forbidden lovers to impossible attractions, from hidden lusts to dangerous indulgences, every story pushes the boundaries. They are mischievous, they're mistaken, they are everything you have been longing to experience.

Her body went still. Then his voice dropped lower, laced with venom and promise. “By the time I'm done with you, you'll wish you never said …I do.” Angelo placed his hand on the small of her back, pulling her closer in… closer than fear, closer than escape. He leaned in, his smile picture perfect for the cameras. “Now kiss your groom,” he murmured. Then…. His breath ghosted over her lips before sealing the moment with a kiss… cold, calculated and final. This wasn't marriage, nor love. Rather, it was war. It was the beginning of her sentence. Millicent felt it in her bones, the quiet threat beneath his touch. She hadn't just married a man. She had stepped into the arms of her executioner. “Smile for the crowd, Mrs. De Angelis,” Angelo whispered in a low and poisonous voice. “Because soon… they'll be watching you burn.” *Click* The cameras flashed. ~~~~~~~~ To save her brother, Millicent Romano agreed to marry the one man her heart never forgot, Angelo De Angelis. But he isn’t the boy she once knew. He’s a Don now. A powerful and ruthless Don who was hell-bent on revenge. To Angelo, she’s nothing more than a pawn, poisoned gift from an enemy empire. The wedding was never about love… it was about war. But desire doesn’t play by the rules of vengeance, and neither does the past they share. As vengeance dives deep, obsession dives ten times deeper. As secrets unravel, there's only one question left…. When love is laced with blood, someone's bound to bleed. In a world where loyalty kills faster than bullets.... Who will fall first?

"I, Caleb Parker, the next alpha of the shadow hills pack reject you, Rebeccah Smith as my mate and future Luna" The words burned through me with the worst kind of pain. I couldn't believe what was happening. Why the sudden change from him. Everything had been okay all this while. Or has it? __________________________________ Rebeccah's downfall begins with a betrayal. Her best friend who is hungry for power and the mate meant for Rebeccah. So she exposes her secret and watches her burn. Rejected and publicly humiliated by the man she has always loved, Rebeccah is branded as a liar and forced to go to the Misty falls pack as tribute to a man she has never met. The Alpha King. Tales about him were whispered as warnings. He was an unstoppable force. Cold. Dominant. Untouchable. And cursed. He isn't the mate fate gave her first but he's the last mate she'd ever have. Their bond ignites a slow, dangerous fire, promising protection and ruin in equal measure. Because the Alpha King carries a curse as deadly as Rebeccah's past. And when two broken souls are bound by destiny, love isn't gentle. It's disaster.

Some rules are meant to keep us pure. These stories spread your legs and make you beg to break them. Stepbrothers who shouldn’t touch you, but shove you against the wall and make you scream their name. Protectors who swear to guard your body, only to break every oath as they fuck you into the mattress. Strangers who taste like sin and don’t stop until you’re ruined. Masked lovers who hide their faces while they spread you open and make you beg. Even supernatural beasts who mark you, breed you, and take you raw until you’re theirs completely. This isn’t sweet romance. It is raw heat that claws, bites, and devours. Dangerous, possessive men you should run from, but instead, you’ll spread wider, sink deeper, and take every filthy drop they give you. Every page is a dare: moan louder, take more, surrender deeper. Because once you give in to the forbidden, you won’t just fall, you’ll beg to be destroyed. Welcome to your new addiction.

Three years ago, Amelia Stone vanished after her father’s sudden death. She is left heartbroken, pregnant, and convinced billionaire Xade Cross betrayed them both. Now, she’s back in London, living under a false name and identity, working as a maid in Xade’s mansion. Her plan is simple: uncover the truth about her father’s stolen invention, protect her secret son, and disappear again before anyone finds out who she is. But fate has other plans. When Xade’s car crashes outside his estate one stormy night, Amelia is forced to save the man she swore she'd never show sympathy for. Injured and intrigued, Xade demands she stay close, as his personal assistant during his recovery. Soon, their past bleeds into the present. Feelings bloom against their will and lines begin to blur. Secrets begin to sprout and everything becomes jumbled up and more confusing than Amelia expected. Amelia is convinced she holds no feelings towards him except hatred. But does love ever truly die?

I never expected my life to change the day my mother remarried. Suddenly, the boy I once knew the boy I swore to marry when we were children became my stepbrother. But Roman isn’t the boy I remember. He’s colder now, distant, with eyes that hold secrets I can’t begin to unravel. Our worlds collide under the same roof, separated by just a thin wall and the tension neither of us wants to admit. Forbidden desire simmers beneath every glance, every touch. He keeps me at arm’s length, yet I can’t stop craving the dangerous pull between us. As the lines blur between hate and passion, I’m forced to confront the past I don’t remember and the truth Roman is desperate to hide. How far will we go before we step too close?