Reverse Card Meme Novels & Stories

He is my childhood crush but he doesn't even look at me, he watches others embarrass me, he joins them to laugh at me. Yet I still want him but the person that wants me I don't want him either. What happens when Maddie signs a contract with the quarterback in order to make his childhood crush look her way? Will she be able to resist his charm or still want the jerk who takes her as nothing? She has been saving her V-card for him but doesn't even realize how much she has been tossed around by others and she realized it was all a bet having a one night stand with the guy she trusts so much and being mocked in school for it. Maddie’s life is shattered, will she be able to love again or lock away the wall of her heart?

She’s a widow by day, a wild biker by night. Two ruthless men want her. Only one will own her in the end. Carlotta Russo survived her marriage to the cruel Alpha Dante—now, at just eighteen, she’s a widow with scars and secrets. By daylight, she keeps her head down, playing the good girl everyone wants to break. But after dark, she becomes a legend on the city’s underground racetrack—leather-clad, fearless, riding her bike like she’s running from hell itself. And hell is coming for her—twice. Gabriel, the school’s dangerous king, wants her on her knees, desperate for his touch. Paxton, the cocky, blue-eyed street racer, wants her screaming his name, begging for more. They don’t just want her. They want to own her. Tonight, the rules are simple—first to catch her, first to claim her. The loser walks away. The winner gets Carlotta in his bed. All night. No limits. “You want a taste, Gabriel?” Paxton smirks, eyes dark with hunger. “Beat me on the track. Winner takes her home.” Gabriel’s grin is pure sin. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll make you forget you ever belonged to another man.” Carlotta’s heart races almost as fast as her bike. She should run. She should fight. But every wicked promise, every hungry glance, makes her body ache for more. In the dark, between burning engines and hotter hands, she’s the prize in a game that will break every rule—and maybe her. Widow. Biker. Bad girl in the making. Tonight, Carlotta will be claimed. But when the sun comes up, who will she be calling Daddy? 18+ ONLY. BDSM, EROTIC, AND RAW HOT SCENES INSIDE. Read this book if you want to cum hard and beg for more.

One of them wants her dead; the other wants her alive. Whichever it is, the end is pretty certain to the woman who dies a pauper and is reborn as a powerful bride. Damnation. In flames of passion. ~~~ Quinn Parker meets an unfortunate end when she crosses paths with the terror of her city, mafia kingpin, hybrid charmer, Luciano Draven, and dangerous sparks fly between them. But after a deadly deal with his twice as charming twin, Adrien Draven, in the supernatural realm between life and death, a second chance is given to her. At a lethal, deadly cost that could upend her life again. What happens when she's caught in a web of lust, intense, crippling passion and betrayals between two brothers sworn to enmity and hatred? Does she take the path of life or death? Ready yourselves, hell is comin’.

“What do you think people would say if they found out you don’t have a d**k?” Christian asked, his voice low and dripping with seduction. His hand pressed firmly against my crotch, fingers exploring the flat, unfamiliar emptiness there. A devilish smirk curved his lips. “Or if they discovered these voluptuous br**sts you’ve been hiding so well?” A strangled moan slipped from my throat as his hand slid under my shirt, his fingers brushing over my hardened ni**les, teasing them with slow, deliberate strokes. “Which do you think they’d call you?” he murmured, eyes gleaming. “A boy with t*ts… or a d**kless little fraud?” I stared into his hungry blue eyes, words failing me. “The term you’re looking for is ‘girl,’” came Xavier’s smooth voice from the bathroom doorway. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click, his gaze raking over me with open interest. “So tell me, little girl… what the hell is someone like you doing in an all-boys dorm?” Christian’s smirk widened. “She wants to be devoured by boys like us.” His fingers gave my ni**le one last firm pinch before he leaned in closer, breath hot against my ear. “And I’m more than happy to give her a taste.”

"You're going to take it, aren't you, little lamb?" Dominic's voice is low, teasing, dark. A hand grips my throat, just enough to make me gasp, make my pulse hammer beneath his fingertips. I whimper as Dominic's fingers slide between my thighs, teasing, parting, finding me already soaked. "Fuck," he groans, rubbing slow, torturous circles over my clit. "She's dripping. You feel that, Ash?" My body trembles, caught between pleasure so intense it borders on pain. "Cum for us, little lamb," Dominic commands. **** Caught between two brothers... One my best friend, the other my deepest desire. Dominic was everything I dreamed of-hot, charming, and completely unattainable. Especially with a girl like Cassie already by his side. Then there was Ashton-my childhood best friend, my safe haven, the one who had always been there. But one reckless dare changed everything. The night I was dared to kiss the Alpha, marks the beginning of my ruin. And just when I thought things couldn't get more complicated, Ashton confessed his feelings for me. Now, I'm trapped between two brothers-one who's always been my heart, and one who might just break it. How do you choose between love and desire when both could destroy you?

The first two years of her marriage was a bliss but the remaining three, she lived in misery, paying for a crime she didn't commit until He had asked for the impossible. ’Step down for his side piece.’ Without looking back, she left only for him to search for her year later after she had been told that her doctor had mistakenly inseminated with two fertile sperm.

On our tenth wedding anniversary, I made a special trip to the salon to have my hair done. While settling the bill, I noticed an extra charge on my account. It was a coloring and perm package. Judging by the price, it was a package meant for waist-length hair. Mine had been cropped short for seven or eight years. I called my husband, Jason Moore. "Have you used my salon membership card recently?" There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before he laughed lightly, "Oh, I lent it to Quincy a few days ago." Quincy Hahn was his business partner, a fine arts student with long hair. She treasured her natural curls more than anything. She would never be willing to dye or perm it. More importantly, her elder sister was a major shareholder of this salon. Why would she ever need to use my card? I said nothing more and ended the call. Then, I headed straight to a location displayed on my phone. In the cafe, a long-haired lady was nestled in Jason's arms. Her freshly permed curls were soft and bouncy, framing her blushed face with certain demureness. Jason had always complained that my short hair made me look rough and manly. I lacked gentleness and charm. It seemed this long-haired lady suited his tastes perfectly.

Ramona believes getting married to the love of her life will make her earn the love she never get from her family but reverse became the case as she earned hatred from her husband, and not only from him, but also from his family. Her marriage was never peaceful, and fate played a huge trick on her when she find herself on the altar again getting married to Sebastian Sinclair. But the marriage is based on a contract. Why will a billionaire need a contract marriage when he can just fall in love with a random girl. What will happen when her Billionaire Ex husband comes back knocking at her door to have her back.

Isabelle is traumatized after being rejected again and again by her Alpha mate. However, five Alpha princes came to her, desiring her body as a tool for bearing their children. All five Alphas were infertile, and the child Isabelle would carry would determine who the next king would be. The threat forced her to leave the village and live in the palace as a mistress to the Alpha princes. "Even you are carrying my child, doesn't mean I want to be your mate and marry you," the cruelest words came from the most arrogant Alpha prince, the same Alpha who had made her hide her pregnancy from the other four Alpha princes ...

Lorcan Tiarnan Riordan Cillian. Four brothers. My lords. My mates. They gave me life, riding me of my humanity. In exchange, they took my soul and my body, but not my heart. When they found me dying by my burning car, my heart was already dead. It had been a perfect day. I was going to tell my husband that I was pregnant with his child. But when I walked in on him and my best friend in bed, everything shattered. The rage consumed me and the pain killed me. My car got wrecked in an accident and I knew I was going to die. Until they came, and bit me, turning me into one of them, and I’ll die before I let them make me their breeder.