Rita Loud House Novels & Stories

A one night stand with a complete stranger turned out to be a one night stand with her ex's uncle. Regardless of this they couldn't stop their burning desires for each other. It felt so wrong yet so right, but nothing right comes easy, or does it? "Do I frighten you?" He asked with raised eyebrows. The grin he was trying to hide was loud enough to tell he knew the answer to that question. "Do I make you wet?" He asks when I say nothing but tremble under his touch. He was a lot to resist and I hated I couldn't just satisfy my burning desire to feel him inside me again. I shake my head when I couldn't muster the composure to utter a single word. In the blink of an eye, his hands were on my thighs sliding up to my panties. I gasp when his fingers press on the lace fabric, rubbing on the moistened area. My lips betray me for a soft moan and I shamelessly move on his fingers for more pleasure. "Bad. Bad liar." He whispers into my ear . . .

When I was nine, I was caught in the blast while trying to save Joel Yorks, and the loud wave took away my hearing. Since then, I have had to wear hearing aids. Joel felt guilty. He insisted on having my hand in marriage. With his eyes welling up in tears, he swore, “Helen, I’ll take care of you for the rest of your life.” However, when I turned eighteen… Everything changed because he wanted to please the prettiest girl in the school. He ripped off my hearing aid in front of her and our classmates and said in disdain, “I’ve had enough of you being a burden. I really wish you hadn’t survived that day when you were nine. It would have been better if you were dead.” I clutched my audiology report and stayed silent. When I got home, I quietly revised my college applications and formally broke the engagement along with my parents. Joel and I would go our separate ways after that. We would not need to meet again.

****MATURE CONTENT*** His thick cock stretched me open, knot swelling at my entrance as thunder crashed outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. I was bent over his mahogany desk like a whore, pregnant belly pressed against the cool wood, cum from countless loads already leaking down my thighs. “Beg, little Omega,” Damien growled, voice pure Alpha command, silver-streaked hair wild as he gripped my hips hard enough to bruise. “Beg your best friend’s daddy to knot this greedy c*** and flood your womb again.” I broke. “Please, Alpha… knot me. Breed me deeper. Ruin me while Sophia sleeps down the hall.” He slammed home with a vicious thrust, the massive knot locking us together as he pumped me full, hot and endless, marking me from the inside while I screamed his name loud enough for the entire pack to hear. I was no longer my best friend’s innocent girl. I was his pregnant, dripping, cock-drunk Omega whore. And I never wanted it to end.

Jessie watched Justice North from the far corner of the room and bit her lip. She really wanted to work up the nerve to approach him. He’d been on the news often but he appeared even taller and better-looking in person. Not too many people intimidated her but the man who had been appointed the leader of the New Species Organization by his own people was one of those rare few. She respected strength and courage, something he seemed to have in abundance. She debated the wisdom of having a conversation with him. Justice gave orders to her bosses and held the power to change some of the task-force policies that she didn’t agree with. The chance of finding another opportunity to have a chat with him was slim to none. She wasn’t allowed to attend briefings her team leader held with the tall Species leader. Her opinion was irrelevant to him but the issues were important. She hesitated, considering the ramifications. Tim Oberto would haul her into his office if he found out she’d gone over his head. He’d be his normal loud self and tear her to verbal shreds.

While visiting a property development with my fiancé to buy our first home, I ran into a two-faced real estate agent.   She showered my fiancé with compliments, praising him for being young and successful enough to afford a Rolls-Royce.   Then, she suggested I was a fake socialite with a knockoff designer bag, implying that I was just using my charms to snag a free house.   When she found out the property was meant to be a marital home, her voice grew loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.   “I just think the sugar daddy who bought you those two properties last time treated you pretty well!” “Oh, wait. Miss Gwen, don’t you have several sugar daddies? Do they all know about each other?”   I chuckled. What she didn’t know was that my “sugar daddies” were my godfathers and I really was a socialite.   The kicker, though, was that my so-called wealthy fiancé wasn’t rich at all. In fact, he was just a scholarship student I had been financially supporting!

No one thought that just one night could change anyone’s life. But for Alyssa, all it took was an encounter and a fight with a stranger. She found herself marrying the richest man, the Ceo of the biggest company, Andrew Michael Ford. The contract was about her marrying Andrew and he will give her 2 billion. Now after a month of marriage, he wanted a baby too. Many secrets were revealed and one after another many problems were faced by them. ............ A loud scraping of chair stopped him as the next second someone sat beside me. I looked to see Andrew in a suit with his hair gelled back. Now, from where did he come? Dropped from the sky or what. How come he always ends up meeting me everywhere. "Hi, babe." My eyes widened as Liam looked at me questioningly. "Who is he?" Andrew asked and I don't know what to say, I was too shocked. "Umm...Andrew this is my best friend, Liam, and Liam he is...uh, a friend." I said awkwardly.

Jesse sets the flowers down on the dining table, plucking the card off the little holder to read out the contents. “Dearest Jesse, just wanted you to know that I'm thinking about you. I hope you're thinking about me too. Love--" He pauses and squints before cocking an eyebrow and pursing his lips turning to face his brother. "Wal, why is the boss of your little boy band gang professing his love to his son’s babysitter?" Wallace drops the noodles on the floor with a loud curse as he burns his hand. ************* Jesse offers to be a babysitter to a kid he hasn’t even met until he realizes he’s babysitting a mafia’s kid. The same mafia he had a one night run in with. Infuriated, he tries to back out since he has been trying his hardest to avoid the criminal life for a long time despite being born into it, but a cute kid and an infuriating Mafia Lord keeps pulling him deeper into the mix.

Synopsis "How old are you?" The stranger asked, my face turned as red as a tomato and I swallowed. "Uhm old enough." I forced a smile, my heart was beating so hard that I could hear it loud in my ears. "Good." He closed the gap between us and kissed me. In that beautiful moment, I forgot completely about my suicide mission. ^^^^^^^ Rose just finished high school and the weight of the world was kept on her shoulders, he abusive father died and left a lot of unpaid debts for her to settle, her mum admitted in the hospital and diagnosed with cancer. She fell into depression and needed a way out. She felt the way out was to commit suicide after fulfilling her wildest fantasy of sleeping with a stranger before she dies. After the wonderful night with the stranger she decided to fall from the hotel balcony and end it but that stranger stopped her. Clifford, the famous billionaire wanted a surrogate to give him an heir but complications arose when his wife who couldn't give him a child found out that he had an affair with, Rose, the surrogate.

[Completed] When widow Magnolia De Solange was gravely wounded and saved by the Duke of Salicera, she could not help but imagine what a life of comfort and safety would mean for her and her son. She knew that it was only wishful thinking. But when she was ready to leave the duke's house, he made her an offer that she could not refuse.

When I hear my boyfriend, Terence Bowen, is trapped in a house fire, I immediately rush back to save him. However, after dragging him out with all my strength, I realize it's just a dummy. Laughter erupts from the house next door. "Ariana Brock is such a fool! She fell for it again!" Through a half-open window, I spot Terence lounging on the couch, casually scrolling through his phone. He looks completely fine. "That's the 47th prank we've pulled on her. Three more to go and we're done." "Serves her right. She shouldn't have stolen Bethany Howard's scholarship. Bethany is the one Terence actually cares about. That's why he decided to fake a relationship with Ariana to get revenge 50 times over. Too bad the game will end soon." I bend over, gasping for air. All this time, the relationship I've worked so hard to protect is nothing but a game to them.