Saint Of Black Kite

"พี่ไคท์ต้องการหาเพื่อนนอนเหรอคะ" "เราคิดว่าไง" "พี่ไคท์หาคนอื่นไม่ดีกว่าเหรอคะ ขิมไม่มีประสบการณ์ คงทำให้พี่ไคท์พอใจไม่ได้" "พี่ไม่ติด พี่สอนเราได้" "..." "ถึงเราไม่คิดจะเปิดใจให้ใคร แต่การมีคนคอยรับฟังปัญหา มีคนกินข้าว ดูหนัง หรือทำอะไรในสิ่งที่เราชอบด้วยกันก็ดีไม่ใช่?" "ค่ะ" เหมือนกับความรู้สึกแรกเริ่มตอนที่นทีเข้ามาทำความรู้จักกับเธอเลย ตอนนั้นเธอแค่ต้องการคนแก้เหงา ด้วยความที่เขาเป็นผู้ใหญ่กว่าจึงมีคุณสมบัตินั้น "แล้วพี่ไคท์จะได้อะไรจากการทำแบบนี้" "ได้เรา" "อ้อ" "หมายถึงได้อยู่กับเรา" "สองประโยคนั้นความหมายมันต่างกันมากนะ" เพลงขิมหัวเราะเมื่อเขาแก้ไขประโยค "ไม่ต้องแก้ตัวก็ได้ค่ะ"

You may think I’m a saint, but there is a devil living inside of me. —Seth Corpuz Noah’s world began to crumble when his mother abandoned him—the only person he had. Everything was difficult for him after that until Don Vincenzo rescued him from the depths of despair. He’ll be reborn as Seth Corpuz, a consigliere of the Corpuz Famiglia. He will live to serve and protect the family, as well as Aurora, who will make him fall in love with her despite all odds.

"Okay, let's make a deal." I shouldn't have engaged him. I know I shouldn't have, but I did it anyway. "What deal?" "Six months. I give you six months. If you fall in love with me within that time frame, I kill you. If you don't, your freedom is guaranteed." He gave me a sinister smile. If I looked hard enough, I'd see the horns on his head, portraying him as the devil he really is. "Deal?" Everything in me was screaming to say no and get the fuck away from him. I knew I was going against everything I know when I said, "Deal." Alessandro Maurizio is someone Jordan shouldn't mess with, but she hasn't been known to make the best decisions either. What happens when she disrespects her boss, the crazy mafia don?

Natasha Amery. A sheltered young girl who recently lost her mother. Raising her younger sister, Gia, in hopes to find a better life for the two of them like she promised her mother. She tried her best to escape her abusive father, but the second she turned 18, he sold her to Lorenzo Romano. The most deranged, ruthless man imaginable. Known as the devil on earth. Lorenzo Romano, hands stained crimson red. He had killed more men in his life than everyone in the famiglia combined. He didn't feel emotion. He had killed his brother with his bare hands at just 16. But the moment he laid eyes on her, he felt. He felt emotions he believed weren't real. An overwhelming need to protect her at all costs. She was the only thing that could fix the devil. After vowing to never touch her in order to keep her innocence, his obsession grows stronger. But when Lorenzo's vindictive uncle buys Natasha for him, he does everything to avoid her in hopes to keep her safe and innocent. But when he simply places a mask over his face making her fall into his arms, can he stay away knowing how she truly felt? Their love story was one of death and despair. it was never to happen. love forged in the hands of the devil for an angel. It was like she had broken the devil.

Janine was in love with Patrick. However, Patrick was very much in love with her twin sister, Jane. When the two got married, Janine’s world fell apart. She left the country to mend her broken heart. Three years later, Jane begged her to replaced her twin’s position as being the Vice President of Patrick’s company because Jane is leaving her husband for good. Janine went back to the country with her two-year old son. To her surprise, Patrick hated Jane so much to the point that he even denied having a child with her. Patrick also hated her for whatever reason she couldn’t understand. Would she allow herself to get hurt again? And could Patrick forgive Janine for hiding her child that was his?

Heavy BDSM content at your own risk. ⚠️ ‼️ ~Camila~ I sat across him with my legs crossed as i stared into those dark gray orbs that always seem to have me lost and lust in its depth. "When am I going to leave, Luciano?" I finally spoke, breaking the silence that had stretched since I'd entered his office. He said nothing for a moment, then stood up and walked towards me. He leaned in close, his elbows resting on the armrests of my chair, trapping me between him and the back of the chair. His thumb pressed lightly against my bottom lip, and my breath hitched. "Are you really asking me that, Gem?" He whispered, his voice a husky caress against my ear. His gaze was intense, and I felt a heat spread through my body. "You lost your freedom the day you stepped into my life, Gem." He continued, his breath warm against my skin. "And I'm afraid to say I can't let you go, never." I bit my lip, swallowing the lump in my throat. Despite the cool temperature of the room, I felt suffocated, the heat pooling in my lower pantie making it impossible to ignore his presence. He was right, I had lost my freedom the day I decided to sell my soul to this monster. He had killed the angel in me and made me his own little devil. Accepting Luciano and everything he did was dangerous, like signing my name on a contract to burn in hell for eternity. He was the demon that tortured me, the reason I was living in this gilded cage. Accepting Luciano and what he does was dangerous, it was like signing my eternity to burn in hell as long as he was the demon that tortured me...

Roger traveled across Terra, but not completely. The soul is inexplicably locked in a long-broken idol outside the civilized world of Terra. If you want to condense the body and obtain yourself, you must constantly obtain the power of prayer. But the statue is in no man’s land! Not even a person, let alone the power to pray. Roger had no choice but to disperse his consciousness into many items, scattered around the world, and acquired by many Terran girls. In order to condense the physical body, in order to stick to the girls. Roger inexplicably became their 'cheat codes'... Jessica: "Mr. Roger, will you always be by my side?" "Ah, yes, yes." Sora: "Mr. Roger, can you be my agent forever?" "Ok, Ok..." Roger didn't know how many times he had made this promise. Until the girls met...

This is a story set in a much advanced technology era where the machines and specifically robots have taken over the city.

The Mafia World is shaken by the fall of top families. It appears that this feared world has its more evil root. It is called the "Mirage". Saint D'Angelli is a merciless and heartless punisher of the arrogant families and is ready to eradicate them without the outside world knowing about their secrets. His looks, aura, and combat skills made him the most fearsome Underground Boss of Mirage System. Women would swoon over his sexy appeal but he is cold-hearted and sucks at dating. However, a brazen top secret agent appears and tries to unravel the secret. She is Keira Vince. She entered the Mafia World because of her dark past. With that, she was tasked to disguise herself as a Lady Consigliere of a top family that is scheduled for Mirage's eradication. She needs to seduce the underground boss to unravel the secrets of the Mafia World. Little did she know that Saint is also tasked to seduce her. Many obstacles will arise and secrets to be unraveled from both Saint's and Keira's pasts that will lead them to team up with each other until the end. With their seduction tasks, who will fall in the trap first: the Underground Boss or the Lady Consigliere?

Readers discretion advised. Hello readers. So this is an erotic collection featuring more than 15 forbidden steamy stories. Now I promise you this is isn't the usual erotic book. This one is filled with forbidden characters and events that will question your moral while you stroke yourself at 2am in the night. So thread carefully! Forbidden never felt this good!!! A snippet: "You're so wet, Little Saint. Is this what you've been hiding from me all this while?" He growled into my neck as his other hand pressed hard on my back, forcing my body to smash his, my breast moulding into the hard ridges of his taut body. Like a scene out of a movie, his head shot up and then he grunted, "Forgive me, father, for I am about to sin." And before I could push him off, he grabbed the back of my neck and then smashed his lips on mine, his tongue wasting no time to shove itself into my mouth. His mouth was hot, tender and hard all at the same time, and before I could utter any world, his finger thrust into my dripping cunt.