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"Don't you miss daddy?” Cierra’s breath caught. “I thought I killed your ass…” A low, knowing chuckle followed. “Well… my cock found you, princessa.” Then he moved, fast...pinning her against the wall before she could think, before she could run. Cierra Monroe never chose this life. She only agreed to stand in her mother’s place, to wear the veil, sign the papers, and complete a wedding meant to protect her family while her mother faced a prison and court case she couldn’t escape. It was never meant to be hers. Never meant to follow her. But that one act tied her fate to a man she was never supposed to belong to… her stepfather. Now, what should have been temporary is anything but! Because somewhere between obligation and silence, between restraint and forbidden temptation......something unspoken begins to form, something neither of them planned, and neither of them can fully deny. What begins in secrecy tightens into obsession. What feels like protection shifts into control. And the line between duty, power, and desire slowly disappears as Cierra is pulled into a dangerous reality where vows carry weight, trust is fragile, and escape comes at a cost she may not survive. Because some promises were never meant to end. And some were never meant to exist at all. Alas, not all that glitters is gold. Sometimes… all that glitters is her stepdad.

Azmia, a housewife who has to accept the harst reality. When she is pregnant, Bram (her husband) is dragged into the word of coercion by Bram's bos. Azmia' brain tumor and Bram's infidelity accompanied the birth of their baby. Azmia struggle and tries to save Bram and their househode from the abyys destruction. However, happiness only last from a moment. The dead of her six - month - old baby Micca left a wound in her hearth. Losing Micca made Azmia cold and away from Bram. She's back to being a hedonistict women. Reuniting with Baren (a man whos still loves her) and knowing the life stories of her friends makes Azmia realize what she really wants in life. When Baren and Bram fought over Azmia's love, suddenly Azmia's condition was critical.

Rejected by her Father (Alpha Magnus) and Three Brothers and sold as a breeder to the ruthless Alpha Thorne, Alina’s life seems destined for misery until Kael, Thorne’s son, rescues her and is revealed to be her fated mate. Their bond is forbidden, their love a dangerous secret. As Alina discovers she is the prophesied Moonlit Warrior, destined to unite warring packs, she and Kael must surpass the betrayal, rebellion, and a looming war. With enemies on all sides and betrayal lurking in the shadows, can Alina and Kael protect their love and survive the coming war? Will Alina fulfill her destiny as the Moonlit Warrior, or will her enemies destroy her before she can rise? And when forced to choose between family, duty, and love, where will Kael’s loyalties truly lie?

Upset about the sudden marriage arrangement, Via ran away from home to come back with shocking news: she was pregnant and did not even know who the father was. Due to disappointment, her father sent her away. But after a few years, she was asked to return with her adorable twins. Little did she know that as soon as she stepped foot in her home country, she would once again encounter the stranger who gifted her two adorable children, and her life would be turned upside down when the man started pursuing her. “We already had children together. Aren't we a little more than strangers?”

On our third wedding anniversary, I received a cake from my husband. It had the names Clarisse Burke and Antonio Carey written on it, along with Happy Third Anniversary. But I felt like I'd been plunged into ice. That wasn't my name. Clarisse was his secretary. Sure enough, I saw my cake in Clarisse Burke's latest post, labeled Iva Grant and Antonio Carey. [Three years, and someone's already treating me like his wife.] Below, there was a comment. [Delete that post! The cakes got mixed up. Don't let Iva find out.] That was when I realized he had planned every romantic surprise in pairs. Holding my phone, I laughed at his pathetic attempt to cover it up. But I was done. I started planning my exit.

When 24-year-old business mogul Jonathan Gonzalez and fiery 18-year-old heiress Stefani Hernandez are suddenly engaged, they are at each other's throats. But as Jonathan gets to know the real Stefani, he finds himself falling for her despite her hot temper. As he goes above and beyond to protect and care for Stefani, Jonathan becomes determined to win her heart and tame his feisty bride-to-be. Will their love conquer their differences, or will their stubborn personalities tear them apart?

When Esme Ames, a 22-Year-old virgin ends up on a nightstand, with a stranger, after seeing her step-sister Raina in bed with her boyfriend of three years Titus. Her life takes a turn for worse when her one-night stand partner turns out to be Cassian Van, the biggest controller of all corporate business, and the biggest don in the underworld. He takes her to be nothing and sends her away with a billion dollars, asking her to never appear in front of him. What happens when Esme gets pregnant with Cassian Van's child and when Cassian finds out that Esme is not like the other women he's met?

#Bdsm #Smut #Erotic This is an erotic story, all the chapters are erotic. "Fuck Me harder" "Don't Stop" "I think I am cumming Lilith" "I love your Pussy Litith" he said to me, purging into me. But I didn't feel it, or enjoy it, No more enjoyment, I need to explore more. I have been married for years, touched by my husband every night, yet I always feel a lingering emptiness that I can no longer ignore. His hands on my skin bring no satisfaction, no spark. I’ve heard the whispers, seen the knowing glances, and listened to the stories of blissful, earth-shattering pleasure that seems to elude me at every turn. I want it. Desperately. I crave the orgasm everyone else talks about, the one thing I’ve never felt no matter how many times I’ve tried. As I begin to venture into the arms of others, the boundary between longing and temptation disappears. Each new touch, each new partner pulls me deeper into a world where pleasure has no rules, no shame. And with every encounter, my hunger intensifies, pushing me closer to a truth I can’t escape: What if it’s not just about the orgasm, but about the deeper hunger within me? My search for satisfaction has begun… but will this journey lead me to the ultimate release or leave me chasing a desire that could ruin everything?

For three months, I’d been seeing a guy named “Rex.” A total stranger I’d only met online. We were in the thick of it, that honeymoon phase where every night my phone would blow up with messages that made my pulse jump. “Miss you, sweetheart.” “Dreamt of you again last night. You were all over me, begging for it.” I was about to suggest we finally meet. But then he sent me a picture, a casual shot of his desk, and I saw something familiar: the crest of the Falcone crime family. And I work for a company owned by the Falcones. For three months, I’d been sexting a dangerous man, a made man in the mafia, who could be right under my nose. And just when I was trying to figure out who he was, I saw them. The custom black onyx cufflinks I’d picked out for “Rex”… on my boss, Marco’s, wrists.

Talia works in a company, it’s a secret matching companies, they are known for BDSM matching, you can find your future submissive from any kind, training courses, clothing, toys, and anything you want or imagine. She saw many things, she saw all kind of BDSM relations, in one impulsive moment she decided to tries what she works in, and who else is better than her own friends to try with. That left her with a traumatic experience, she hate everything related to BDSM and being submissive, she’s neither, and if she could afford leaving this whole place she would. Marco, he’s a daddy dominant, a trainer, and recruiter, he had his eyes on a special girl in his workplace, he knew she’s a little even if she didn’t yet. He wants her, but is he too hurt and traumatized to accept what he have planned for her. This is my way to deal with my depression, read it if you want, I’ll be grateful for you. This is a DDLG/ABDL/CGL story, you’ve been warned. Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.