Scarlett Stovall

En el año en que mi novio, Nelson Castro, estaba más a la miseria, sin un peso, lo dejé. Después, se convirtió en el gran boss de la mafia y puso a trabajar a medio mundo, con sus métodos más bajos, para obligarme a casarme con él. La gente cuchicheaba que yo era su primer amor, su obsesión, la mujer que de verdad le importaba. Pero luego, se paseaba con una mujer distinta cada noche, y yo terminé siendo el hazmerreír de todos. A pesar de la humillación, nunca hice un escándalo. Me encerraba en mi cuarto, en silencio, para no interferir con sus asuntos. Una noche, fuera de sí, Nelson me besó con furia y me preguntó casi en un susurro: —¿No tienes celos? Pero en realidad... lo que él no sabía era que yo estaba enferma. Él podía comprar al mundo entero con su dinero, usar la violencia, las amenazas y lo que fuera, podía forzar este matrimonio y acostarse cada noche con las mujeres que quisiera. Pero no tenía ni idea de que a mi vida solo le quedaban siete días.

As we all know that if you are a man you are burdened with lots of responsibilities as the bread earner of the family. This story centers around Robin Bradley who is a live in son-in-law. But then he learns that he's a billionaire. Will he use this newly gained identity to take revenge on the people who looked down at him or help his wife so he will be the inheritor of the family business? Let's go on this journey to see how a worthless and useless painter becomes a somebody that others will respect.

« Défonce-moi le cul, Daddy ! Baise-moi à en crever ! Putain, oui ! » « Tellement serré, Jenny. Peu importe combien de fois je te prends le cul, c’est toujours comme la première fois… Tu es sage pour daddy ? Tu gardes les autres queues loin de ce cul parfait ? » « Oui, Daddy. Rien que la tienne, » gémit-elle… ### Plongez dans une collection d’érotica taboue et crade où des daddies (beaux-papas, beaux-pères par alliance et autres fruits défendus) désirent et revendiquent leurs petites allumeuses en de courts récits crus, brise-frontières et torrides. Pleine de dirty talk intense, de bords de consentement douteux, de frissons d’exposition à haut risque, de kinks de breeding possessif, de dégradation et d’humiliation, et d’inceste brûlant. Prenez soin de votre santé mentale. Ça devient sombre et tordu ici… ### Un beau-papa en conflit détruit les trous de sa belle-fille sur le lit conjugal pendant que sa femme rôde à proximité. Une belle-fille aveugle est piégée pour baiser daddy. Un daddy baise sa belle-fille le jour de son mariage… avec son fils. Des daddies milliardaires. Des daddies parrains de mafia. Un daddy qui baise la copine de son fils… devant son fils. ### Laissez-vous aller à ces fantasmes sombres et à d’autres, avec des fins twistées qui resteront avec vous. Elle supplie pour la bite brutale de daddy. Il ne peut pas s’arrêter d’étirer sa petite salope crade. ***Tous les personnages ont plus de 18 ans. Contenu explicite. 18+ uniquement. À lire avec discernement.

She was born a bastard. They poured wine on her, laughed at her mother’s grave, and thought she’d stay broken. They were wrong. Ava Rosier took their scorn, their money, and their men, one ruthless billionaire, one mafia emperor, and one forbidden brother who shares her blood. Now the illegitimate daughter sits on the throne they built, crown forged from their tears, rose petals dipped in their blood. Three psychopaths kneel at her feet, obsessed, ruined, and willing to burn the world for her smile. She never chose between them. She chose everything. This is the rise of the Blackened Queen. And no one escapes her empire alive.

Scarlett thought she had found true love with Ethan, a charming and caring werewolf. But as time went on, Ethan became possessive and controlling, leading Scarlett to question everything she knew about him. After a terrifying encounter, Scarlett wakes up two years earlier with a newfound determination for revenge. She joins forces with a group of supernatural beings to uncover the secrets of the werewolf pack and the ancient curse that holds the key to her vengeance. But as Scarlett's quest for power intensifies, she realizes that revenge may not be worth sacrificing her loved ones for. Will Scarlett choose revenge or choose to embrace her humanity and break free from the cycle of violence?

Scarlett Moore is an ordinary junior at Seayes Town High School, where her best friend Brooklyn Davis shines as the star. In the hallway, Scarlett faces her nemesis, Brooklyn's boyfriend—or perhaps ex-boyfriend—Skyler Thompson. Known as the famous quarterback who dates only blonde cheerleaders, Skyler enjoys calling Scarlett "Red," aiming to rile her up. However, as Brooklyn's infidelity comes to light, Scarlett finds herself and Skyler entangled in an awkward web of emotions and discoveries.

When retired 80s rockstar and Casino owner, Jake, sold his soul to the devil at the crossroads in Mississipi, he didn't believe it was real. One by one he's watched hounds pick off his friends one by one. Now they've come for him. Shortly after her husband's death, Nadia discovered her husband was in the mafia and his death was not an accident. But why did they have him killed? The answer lies in a forgotten briefcase and his best friend, Jake, who happens to be her rockstar crush from back in her younger days. Now Nadia and Jake must fight the demons for their lives and the casino as they slowly fall for each other.

As the daughter of a billionaire, I grew up in a world full of luxury. But when I turned 18, I gave everything I had to my brother's best friend, Nathan Gildon. He was the one my brother trusted most, the one he personally brought up. Nathan was smart and ambitious, and when he smiled, it felt as if he was handing you the whole world. I had had a crush on him for years. Last night, I thought he finally loved me back. I thought I wasn't just the girl who snuck glances at him across crowded parties anymore. I thought I was the woman he'd bring into his future. But the next morning, I heard him on the balcony, laughing with an investor friend. "Mavis is just practice. I need some experience before I pursue Claire. Besides, her family can open a lot of doors for me." I didn't cry, question him, or explain myself. I just packed my bags and changed my college applications. One week later, I was on a plane to Eltoria. And the man who betrayed me that night? He went crazy trying to win me back.

Am Tag vor dem Abschlussball der Highschool lockte Ethan Luciano mich ins Bett. Er war grob und begehrte mich die ganze Nacht. Trotz der Schmerzen war mein Herz voller Süße. Denn ich hatte Ethan seit zehn Jahren heimlich geliebt – endlich hatte sich mein Traum erfüllt. Er sagte, er wolle mich nach dem Abschluss heiraten. Sobald er die Führung der Familie Luciano von seinem Vater übernehme, würde er mich zur mächtigsten Frau der Familie machen. Am nächsten Tag hielt Ethan mich umarmt in seinen Armen, als er meinem Adoptivbruder gestand, dass wir nun ein Paar seien. Schüchtern saß ich auf seinem Schoß und fühlte mich wie die glücklichste Frau der Welt. Doch plötzlich wechselten sie ins Italienische. Lucas, mein Adoptivbruder, neckte: „Ganz der Young Boss – bei seinem ersten Mal springt ihm gleich die Schönheitskönigin in die Arme.“ „Und wie schmeckt dir meine kleine Schwester?“ Ethan antwortete gleichgültig: „Außen rein und unschuldig, aber im Bett verdammt versaut.“ Ringsum brach Gelächter aus. „Soll ich sie also meine kleine Schwester oder meine zukünftige Schwägerin nennen?“ Doch Ethan runzelte die Stirn. „Welche Schwägerin? Ich will die Cheerleaderin erobern, aber hab Angst, sie findet mich schlecht im Bett. Also übe ich vorher kurz was an Cynthia.“ „Dass ich mit Cynthia geschlafen habe, erzählt das bitte nicht Sylvia. Ich will nicht, dass sie sauer wird.“ Was sie nicht wussten: Ich hatte längst heimlich Italienisch gelernt – nur um eines Tages mit Ethan mithalten zu können. Ich sagte kein Wort. Ich änderte einfach stillschweigend meine Universitätsbewerbung – von Caltech zum MIT.

After eight years of marriage, I finally get pregnant with Claude Frey's child. It's my sixth round of IVF, and my last chance. The doctor says I can't put my body through it again. I'm overjoyed, ready to share the good news with him. But a week before our anniversary, I received an anonymous photo in the mail. In it, he was bending down to kiss another woman's pregnant belly. That woman is his childhood sweetheart, the one his family watched grow up. She's gentle and well-mannered, and the kind of daughter-in-law every parent dreams of. The funniest part is that his entire family knows about her pregnancy, except me. I'm just the punchline in their joke. It turns out that the marriage I've been holding together despite all my wounds is nothing but a carefully crafted lie. Fine. I don't want Claude anymore, and I'll never let my child be born into a world built on lies. I book my ticket to leave on our eighth anniversary. It's also the very day he's supposed to take me to see the sea of roses. Before we got married, he promised me a sea of flowers all my own. But instead, I find him in front of the rose garden, kissing his pregnant childhood sweetheart. After I leave, he starts searching for me everywhere. "Don't go, please?" he begs. "I was wrong. Don't leave." He finally remembers the promise he'd made to me and plants the most beautiful roses in the world in that garden. But I don't need it anymore.