Sans Christmas

Daniel and Stefany had been friends since childhood. They seemed inseparable, always spending time together, playing and having fun to create beautiful memories that they would remember in their adulthood. Especially when Christmas arrived, Daniel and Stefany always made appointments to meet at an old church in the village to spend Christmas Eve together by playing snowball fights, lighting fireworks and creating snowmen. As teenagers, they became more intimate and the seeds of romance began to emerge between them. However, because they were comfortable with a very close friendship. It made Daniel and Stefany deliberately keep their feelings of affection in their respective hearts. Until one day Daniel plucked up the courage to express his love for Stefany. But unfortunately the girl's family had moved to the city, and left the village where they had been living. Years passed, Daniel kept waiting for Stefany to return to the village. He always waited for the girl to come and meet him in front of the gate of a church every Christmas. But Stefany never came. What is Daniel's fate next? Will the man be able to forget his childhood love? Where has Stefany been all this time? Will they meet again? Curious about the continuation? Come on ... please read!

RATED 18 This is NOT your regular puppy love Christmas story, fit for a casual road trip with friends/family. This book contains extreme s****l contents, every chapter another opportunity to dr*p your pants, and mindlessly daydream about the first time you got laid out of your senses. If this isn't your vibe, pick up another book this instant. But if you're ready to walk this sin with Lilian, who had thought all her life that she hated men until she arrived at her best friend's house to spend Christmas. Sit tight, watch the scenes roll out. Remember, don't scream too loud. *** I never knew I could crave a man this hard, until I agreed to spend the Christmas break at Sonia's, my best friend I wouldn't even trade for gold. "I have two daddies. Surprise!" her voice had trailed off with every other sound as I beheld my forbidden desires. The surprise isn't that Sonia had been brought up by gay fathers and I knew nothing about it until now , the surprise is: Why was I m**ning my soul out in the middle of the night of Christmas, at the mercy of Sonia's supposedly gay daddies while she slept downstairs. I continued to be consumed bare and r*w, and that was the best Christmas present ever.

Before Christmas Eve, all of Nowevik was betting. Not on money. On me. Would I finally pull the winning lot? Would Leon Fabian finally take me to his family estate for Christmas? The Fabians had a rule. A new bride had to attend the Christmas Eve dinner with the whole family before she counted as one of them. I'd been married five years. Five years. The lot never landed on me. I'd become Nowevik's favorite joke. This year, the winning ticket went to a nightclub hostess. She lounged on Leon's lap and flicked it onto the table in front of me, smiling like she'd already won. The room went silent. Everyone waited— for me to lunge at her like I had the last four years. Claws out. A scene. But I didn't move. "Congratulations." Leon leaned in, breath warm at my ear, smiling like he'd just proved something. "Wynne, you're finally learning how to behave. Keep this up and you might actually become a proper lady of my house." I lowered my eyes and tore the ticket in half. My face stayed blank. Leon had no idea the five-year deal between my brother and me was already over. Soon, he'd come take me home.

Demie Argento has been living alone in Italy since her parents died when she was 18. Until then, she worked hard for herself everyday, not noticing that she’s been out of her league. A 24 year old woman, who had just graduated. Living alone on their house, without gimmicks and fun. She then admitted to herself that she needs to spice things up, if she doesn't want to grow old, a virgin. And she will do that on her birthday, and that is on the day of Christmas. Right timing, their family friend invited her to spend the Christmas with them, so Demie's plan was immediately formed. She will surrender her virginity to Alastair, her childhood sweetheart. However , things went wrong. Because on that night, she surrendered herself to Alastair’s older brother, Alessandro. Will a mistake spice Demie’s life completely? Would they try to make it right? Or will it be just a forever hot mistake in Christmas?

This holiday collection is pure, uncut sin under the mistletoe. Step-siblings tangled in tinsel and sweat. Best friends betraying vows on the Christmas rug. Stranded guests double-stuffed by the hosts. Secret Santas delivering creampies instead of gifts. No safe words. No condoms. Just raw, bed-breaking, screaming-orgasm holiday hookups.🔥 Kinks include: daddy kink, age-gap, cheating, Double Penetration, squirting on the Christmas tree, caught masturbating, and marital-bed breeding while the spouse sleeps downstairs. If Christmas makes you wet for the wrong reasons—this blizzard will drown you in it. Strictly 18+.🔞🔞🔞 Grab a blanket… you’ll need it to hide the stains.🔥🔥

Everyone deserves a second chance at happiness... even a killer. Serendipity Fizzlestitch wants nothing more than to be left alone. In a small cabin a stone's throw from the house where her sisters and mother breathed their last, Serendipity toils away, making the dolls her late father was working on when he disappeared beneath the ocean waves. Serendipity is content to spend the rest of her existence here, trying to atone for the mistakes of her past by creating the dolls that bring joy to so many others. When a mysterious letter arrives in her fireplace, an unusual stranger shows up at her door, and her favorite mouse friend goes missing, Serendipity is forced to face the outside world--and the ghosts from her past. Will she accept the opportunity to join the most famous toymaker of all time, or will her guilt prevent her from finding the happiness everyone deserves? The Doll Maker's Daughter at Christmas is a whimsical romantic fantasy that proves everyone deserves a second chance, no matter how horrific our past. Perfect for Christmas, or any time of year, The Doll Maker's Daughter at Christmas will bring back the magic we can only find when we truly believe.

La sœur adoptive de mon mari m’a invitée à dîner, et pendant le repas, un tremblement de terre a eu lieu. Mon mari, pompier, est arrivé immédiatement pour nous sauver. Cependant, comme nous étions toutes les deux coincées sous la même grosse pierre, il ne pouvait sauver qu’une seule personne. Afin de sauver en premier sa sœur adoptive, qui était fragile et malade, mon mari m’a abandonnée, malgré le fait que j’étais enceinte de cinq mois. Je l’ai supplié de me sauver. Il a laissé la grosse pierre briser mon bras. « Ysaline a toujours été fragile et malade, si on la laisse ici, elle mourra. » Mais après ma mort, il est devenu fou.

Alex wanted a perfect Christmas,her expectations were high, a Christmas Eve dinner and a well spent Christmas, all but few of everything she wanted however she got the shock of her life when her boyfriend suddenly broke up with her for no reason. Every expectation she had for Christmas crashed and she was left shattered and broken. Finding out that her ex is a brother to the guy who is bent on punishing her for crashing his car, Alex concluded she will pay him back by pretending to date Josh. Her plan backfired when Josh's grandfather insisted that a wedding will happen. It was up to Alex to make a decision whether she wants to get married and give her kid brother a future or fight her way out of the wedding. Luke would not stand by and watch his ex-girlfriend marry his brother because he still loves her. Josh, who thought Alex is a golddigger, will not accept her so easily. Josh's grandfather was more than happy to set the wedding because he believes Alex is more than who she thinks she is. The long secret that was buried, how long will it stay buried before the world unveils it? Was Alex truly who she thinks she is or she is more?

Le jour d'Union, Avery a surpris son petit ami Ryan en train de la tromper avec Zara, sa demi-sœur, sous ses yeux, alors que c'était le jour où Ryan devait la choisir comme compagne choisie. Le plus cruel dans cette histoire, c'est que Ryan et Zara étaient dans leur droit, car ils venaient de découvrir qu'ils étaient des compagnons destinés. Avec le cœur brisé, Avery s'est enfuie dans la forêt, pour tomber dans les bras d'un mystérieux inconnu dont l'odeur a déclenché ses chaleurs. Persuadée qu'il s'agissait d'un loup solitaire, elle ne désirait qu'une nuit de passion interdite dans l'obscurité, avec l'intention de s'éclipser à l'aube sans même avoir vu son visage. Pourtant, une fois rentrée chez elle, elle a été prise de panique en découvrant que cet étranger l'avait marquée... Son père l'a menacée de mort si elle ne trouvait pas un mari prêt à l'accepter malgré tout. Au moment où Avery pensait que personne ne voudrait de fille déjà marquée comme elle, Alpha Gideon l'a choisie comme future femme, et quelque chose chez lui semblait étrangement familier...

*They called her collateral damage.*
*He made her his favorite weapon.* Lauren McQueen had a plan. A life. A love story. Until her boyfriend of three years shattered it with a smile and a promotion—dumping her days before Christmas and branding her a “liability.” Worse? He’s now engaged to her coworker. Rosette Goldberg. The office queen. The venom in Valentino. Humiliation tastes worse with champagne. So Lauren does what any woman with pride and a pulse would do—she lies. And in walks Alexandro “Lex” Castello. Trillionaire. Sin in a tailored suit. The kind of man who doesn’t just walk into your story—he rewrites it. He agrees to play her boyfriend for one night. Except with Lex, nothing is ever just one night. The lie spirals. The spark ignites. And soon, Lauren is drowning in a world of secrets, power, and seduction she never asked to enter—but can’t find her way out of. Because Lex Castello doesn’t pretend. He possesses.
And what started as revenge may end in obsession. He’s not her date.
He’s her reckoning. 
And she’s about to find out that the worst thing wasn’t losing her boyfriend…it’s trusting the wrong devil.