Shame Application Novels & Stories

Maya gave everything for love. She gave her heart. She gave him a job. She gave him the life he never dreamed of. But he gave her nothing—except pain. Everyone believed her best friend was the powerful CEO of the company. No one knew the truth. Maya was the real owner. She hid her identity just to protect his pride. But the night she finally gathered the courage to tell him the truth… He handed her divorce papers. And worse—he brought another woman and child into their home, throwing Maya out into the cold night like trash. Heartbroken and drugged by accident, Maya ended up in a stranger’s bed. She thought it was just a mistake. One night. A shame she would carry forever. Until she walked into a business meeting the next day—and found out that stranger was Garrett… The CEO of the company she was about to sign a deal with. Now, her past is tangled with her present. And her broken heart is being pulled into something deeper than she ever expected. But can a woman who has lost everything… Still believe in love again? Or will her secrets destroy her chance at happiness once more?

At graduation, I invited my classmates to attend my engagement party, but what I didn’t expect was the total meltdown one of my classmates had when she saw my engagement photos. She strutted over, full of herself, and demanded that I take off my dress so she could use it to polish her shoes. I blinked in confusion, thinking she must have lost her mind. I laughed and suggested she head over to the campus clinic to get checked out. Instead, she exploded, pointing a finger right in my face as she started yelling. “You leech! How dare you wear something so expensive?” she screamed. “You’ve been spending all of my boyfriend’s money on your filthy clothes! Have you no shame? Get down on your knees and apologize, or I guarantee you'll regret it. Who knows where you'll end up tomorrow? Maybe in the hands of some trafficker?” I couldn’t help but laugh. Who would’ve thought that my fiancé, whose tuition fees I paid for, had the nerve to keep a secret mistress behind my back?

I loved my foster brother, Cayden, for five years—five years of hiding, lying, and choking on the shame that came with every kiss, every touch, every lie. I should have hated myself for it, but I loved him too much for that to matter. I thought we had a future, until his first love, the one who had once shattered him, returned without warning. Suddenly, I was nothing more than a dirty secret. While he smiled at his engagement party, I was lying in a hospital bed, waiting for death, worn down by my heart condition and his cold neglect. I was as good as gone. Until Miles, who would later become my fiancé, saved me. A year later, I came back—with a loving fiancé, a healthy body, and a new life. Cayden seemed broken by my “death,” but all I felt was bitter irony. We were foster siblings, never meant to be together. He was just a mistake from my past, a mistake I swore I’d never repeat. But life didn’t turn out as smooth as I imagined. Miles carried secrets, and Cayden… he wasn’t ready to let me go.

My mom has always been biased toward my younger sister, Nina Henderson. But before she passes away, she leaves the only house she owns to me. Meanwhile, Nina, who has always been the apple of my mom's eye, obtains nothing but a jewelry box. Just as I'm about to feel touched, I see comments springing in front of my eyes. "The truth is, their mom owes someone a huge sum of money. She left Leah her house because she wants Leah to take over the debt. In the end, Leah is forced to jump off a building by the debt collector. What a poor woman." "Nina, on the other hand, is able to marry the richest man's son thanks to the photo hidden inside the jewelry box. She gets to enjoy a lavish and comfortable life." "It's such a shame that Nina begins cursing at her mother the moment she hears the will being uttered. Because of that, her mother dies of anger before she can tell Nina the whole truth." I'm left feeling dumbstruck. That night, I dig up the jewelry box that Nina has thrown away. Then, I'm able to track down the richest man's villa.

“Beg properly,” he growled. “Please, Daddy,” I cried, voice breaking. “Please fuck your little brat’s tight pussy. I’ve been so bad—punish me with your cock. Stretch me open and fill me up. I’ll be good, I promise—just please fuck me hard.” At home, where secret desires burn hot, WET FOR DADDY brings you a hot collection of forbidden stories. Young stepdaughters grow up under the strong gaze of their powerful stepdaddies. Soon, care turns into raw hunger and wild need. From the busy boss who takes his naughty stepdaughter on his big desk, to the tough rancher who shows his curious girl how to ride more than horses — these tales dive deep into naughty, throbbing lust. Every soft “good girl,” every firm hand, and every secret night touch leads to explosive pleasure that breaks all the rules. Steamy, bold, and deliciously wrong, this book gives you pure taboo fun that will leave you wet, breathless, and wanting more. Give in to your darkest stepdaddy dreams — no shame, just hot, dripping fantasy.

“You want to be cleansed?” his voice was rough, dangerous. “Then let me drag every filthy sin out of you.” His hand slid higher, shoving her dress up to her hips. She whimpered when his fingers pressed against the thin lace hiding her heat already soaked through. “On your knees, begging for forgiveness, and dripping for me,” he muttered darkly. “Do you feel how wet you are? That’s not holy. That’s you wanting to be fucked.” Two fingers pushed past the lace, plunging inside her slick heat. Her moan broke in the stillness, echoing in a place that should have been sacred. Shame burned her cheeks, but her hips rocked helplessly against his hand, clenching around every thrust as if she’d been waiting for this sin all along. These are chances to watch good girls give in, bad girls take control, and men break every rule to have them. Stepbrothers, bosses, best friend’s fathers, priests, professors, dangerous strangers each story pushes the line between resistance and surrender. Dirty, addictive, and impossible to put down, this mature collection will leave you wet, aching, and hungry for more.

In a whirlwind of masked confessions and secret desires, Holly takes a leap of faith at a dazzling masquerade party, declaring her undeniable love to her best friend's older brother. Little does she know, their passionate encounter beneath the mask is shrouded in mystery and forgotten in an instant. When Holly finds she's out carrying his child weeks later, she musters up the courage to reveal the truth to him, only to be met with jealousy and confusion. As she grapples with his unexpected coldness, she can't help but feel a deep sense of shame, prompting her to vanish without a trace, carrying their precious secret within her. Years pass, and Holly's life takes an unforeseen turn when her mother falls ill. Forced to confront her past and return to her roots, she unwittingly exposes her hidden truth, forever altering the course of her life. In a heart-wrenching tale of redemption and second chances, Holly and her lost love embark on an emotional journey back to one another, rekindling a love that time couldn't extinguish. Uniting in sacred matrimony, their shared love blossoms, bringing forth a future filled not only with the twin sons they were destined to have, but with the healing power of forgiveness and a love that defies all odds.

During the biggest sales day of the year, my fiance's "sweet and clueless" assistant sells a one-carat diamond for one cent. In just 20 minutes, the company loses 200 million dollars. I am so furious that my entire body shakes, yet Hendrick Shaw, my fiance, pulls me into his arms and comforts me, "Don't worry. I'll handle it." However, that same night, Selena Suther posts a screenshot on social media—a transfer of 1,430,000 dollars, with the recipient note saying "I love you." The caption attached to the screenshot is "I made a huge mistake today, but my boss comforted me instead. He even reminded me not to be angry at the 'tigress' and to be good." I comment on her post, "I wish you both happiness forever." Selena instantly deletes the post, but Hendrick abruptly charges in and lands a resounding slap on my cheek. "What's your motive for liking Lena's post? She's now so overcome by guilt and shame that she's about to end her life! "The company only lost 200 million dollars. Do you have to force her into a corner over it?" He sounds so righteous and fearless. Later, why does Hendrick cry when he can't even afford a 20-dollar meal?

“I curse you, Cyrus. I curse you this day. Your seed shall turn against themselves. Your pack shall turn to ash. Your kingdom shall go to ruins. Your name will be forgotten. Wiped clean from the face of the earth. As dark as your heart is, so shall your days be.” Those were Yemanja's words to Cyrus. Cyrus, the king of Lakewood Kingdom, and Alpha of the largest and strongest pack of wolves, has committed the greatest of atrocities- And now, he is cursed. His Lineage is threatened. His curse is on his seeds- Darius and Lucius. Twin Alpha's. Darius, the first born twin is cursed- A curse that manifests when he is eighteen years old. A curse which prevents him from taking the throne. Lucius the second twin who is born just as the full moon disappears, carries an even greater curse that is an abomination to the Royal Family. He is sent away to hide in shame, to live as an outcast, away from his people. But every curse has a crack and in this case, the crack may be TRUE LOVE. And then the universe has another card up its sleeve, a card that involves a romantic bond between Yemanja's granddaughter, who is an hybrid witch-wolf and the Twin Brothers. Would their love be strong enough? Read to find out how the power of love can break generational curses.

My physics teacher held up my test paper with an 18-point score in front of all the students and parents and said, “Students like this are hopeless. I don’t even know how someone like this passed the high school entrance exam. “I didn’t think there was a way to cheat on the high school entrance exam, but it turns out there is. It gives people like this a chance to cheat.” He did not just insult my intelligence but also questioned my character and family. “Well, it’s not surprising. Only a junk-collecting family could raise a kid like this.” I curled up in my seat, too scared to say anything. But my stepmom could not stand it anymore. She smacked the chalk box off his desk, pointed at him, and yelled, “Who do you think you’re talking about?! “I send my kid to school and pay all the tuition and book fees! How did it turn into us being a junk-collecting family?! “You can’t even teach properly, and I haven’t called you out for it! Have you no shame?! You don’t deserve to be called a teacher! You’re just a piece of trash!” For some reason, she suddenly seemed imposing and heroic to me.