Shatter Wowchilee

In a world where love is tested by fate and loyalty hangs in the balance, Valerie embarks on a journey of redemption and second chances. Cursed by the moon goddess and stripped of her wolf, Valerie finds herself defenseless, unable to safeguard the cherished bonds she once held dear. Betrayed and murdered by her closest friend, Chelsea, Valerie is reborn, bestowed with an opportunity to right the wrongs of her past life.However, her lack of a wolf threatens to unravel everything she desires. Ezra, the powerful Alpha of his pack, has always loved Valerie. Yet, when he discovers her missing wolf, his commitment is put to the test. Determined not to succumb to Chelsea's advances, Ezra stands firm, unwavering in his affection for Valerie. Undeterred by her cursed state, Valerie resolves to reclaim her lost wolf and Ezra's heart. Yet, a labyrinth of obstacles hinders her at every turn, blocking her path to victory.She battles against unseen forces, Valerie begins to question the futility of her efforts. Is her quest for redemption destined to fail? Each passing day, the stakes escalate, and Valerie's determination reaches new heights. But the weight of the moon goddess's curse looms over her, casting doubt on her ability to succeed. As Valerie fights for her place in Ezra's life, a shocking realization dawns upon her, threatening to shatter her hopes. Can love alone triumph against the moon goddess's curse? Valerie's journey brims with the emotions of love and betrayal. As the inevitable showdown between Valerie and Chelsea looms , the ultimate question hangs in the balance: Will Valerie reclaim her rightful place in Ezra's life and safeguard what is hers? Brace yourself for a spellbinding tale of suspense and intrigue as Valerie embarks on her rebirth, determined to reclaim her wolf and Ezra's heart.

Elena Marlowe never imagined one night could change everything. At a mask gala event, she let herself forget the rules of her life. One dance led to one kiss... and then a night she swore would never leave the shadows. She didn't even know his name... only the storm in his grey eyes and the way he made her feel like someone else for once, like someone free. But secrets have a way of catching up. Weeks later, two pink lines shatter her illusion of escape. With no way to find the man who disappeared with the dawn, Elena chooses silence. She walks away from the life she knew, determined to protect her baby and her heart. Until fate intervenes. Her new job is a lifeline, a chance to start over. But her new boss? Cassian Wolfe, The Billionaire CEO. Who is sharp, ruthless and unmistakably the man from that night. He doesn't recognize her or so she hopes. But Cassian Wolfe didn't build an empire by being blind. The moment Elena steps into his office, something shifts. A flicker of familiarity. A tension neither of them can name. Elena fights to keep her secret buried. Cassian fights to uncover it. But when the truth begins to unravel, lines blur in between past and present, between power and vulnerability, between fear and the one thing Elena vowed never to feel again: love. Now Cassian wants answers. He wants control. And maybe... just maybe, he wants her. But some secrets are too big to stay hidden. And some hearts are too fragile to risk shattering again. Will Elena protect the life she's built? Or will the father of her child claim more than just the truth?

[WARNINGMATURED CONTENTS! RATED 18] -----~[[AMELIA]~----- ~AND I KNOW WHAT WE'RE DOING ISN'T RIGHT BUT NO ONE ELSE TOUCHES ME LIKE YOU DO~ In the small, picturesque town of Willowbrook, eighteen-year-old Amelia Thompson finds herself caught in a tempestuous and forbidden romance that could tear apart her friendships and shatter her world. "SIN FOR ME" tells the gripping tale of Amelia's struggle to navigate her burgeoning feelings for her best friend's father, while he becomes increasingly obsessed with her. Amelia has always admired Mr. Daniel Mitchell from afar. As a well-respected businessman and devoted father, he exudes charm, intelligence, and mystery. But when Amelia's feelings for him evolve from innocent infatuation to something deeper and more complex, she is consumed by guilt and conflicted emotions. Determined to suppress her forbidden desires, she resolves to distance herself from him and protect her best friend, Lily, from the truth. However, Mr. Mitchell isn't willing to let Amelia go. As the lines blur between love and obsession, he becomes relentless in his pursuit, determined to make Amelia his own. His dangerous infatuation threatens to unravel Amelia's carefully constructed world, and she finds herself torn between her loyalty to Lily, her desires, and the potential consequences of their illicit romance. As the story unfolds, Amelia is faced with difficult choices, heart-wrenching betrayals, and an undeniable attraction that she cannot ignore. She grapples with her moral compass, societal expectations, and the taboo nature of their relationship, all while desperately trying to protect the people she loves. "SIN FOR ME" is a gripping tale of forbidden love, exploring themes of desire, loyalty, and the consequences of succumbing to our deepest passions. Will Amelia find the strength to resist the allure of an illicit romance, or will she succumb to the intoxicating power of forbidden love?

"You slept here?" George asked. "Yes, I…um,” Irene gulped, licking her lips and making a quick calculation in her mind on what to say, “I um…I was feeling hot when reading, so I decided to take a shower and might have fallen asleep after it. You just woke me up, have-have you been standing here? Um what's up, are you ready for work?” She asked while getting up to put on her nightwear. George watched her then sighed, “Irene, can I ask you something?” His eyes was burning red, and he was bitterly angry which was showing on his face “Why did you do this to me, what have I done to deserve the betrayal from you, What haven’t I done for you, what else do you need from a man i’ve not given to, why didn’t you tell me you want to be a model, why do you chose to let me know this way, do you want a divorce?” Irene and George had met in school and fallen in love, then their relationship had led into a beautiful marriage where she had been most happy until she had miscarried two pregnancies. Down and broken, George had decided to make her better by hiring a cook who would bring all her online delicacies to their dining table for her. But who would have expected that her one night of mistake would not only change her but would fill her beautiful marriage with lies? How is she to avoid her sins despite knowing it was wrong and still craving for it? How would she face her darling husband and tell him her darkest secret? But even though the sin was addictive, she had no idea what other secrets lies between, waiting to shatter her heart.

"Just act like you’re my Luna,” he murmured, his silver-gray eyes piercing through my guarded resolve as he leaned closer, invading my space. “In return, I’ll make the ones who hurt you bend until they break.” His words sent a chill down my spine, their promise as intoxicating as it was terrifying. “What makes you think I’d take help from my worst enemy?” I blurted, forcing myself to meet his gaze despite his towering, domineering presence. Lucian’s lips curved into a smirk, but his voice dropped, dead cold. “Because, girl, we both know revenge doesn’t come from weakness. And you’re far too strong to die in their shadow.” I couldn’t help but chuckle, bitterness lacing the sound. “Whatever you say, Alpha Lucian. I’d be the biggest fool to trust the devil.” - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Alina’s world crumbled the day she caught her fated mate, the man she had sacrificed everything for, wrapped in the arms of her cousin. His rejection didn’t just shatter her heart; it destroyed her reputation, leaving her devastated and banished from the pack she once called home. When she was killed, she thought she had lost it all but it was far from it when she woke up to see her savior. Her old enemy –Alpha Lucian Blackwood. Lucian offers her a deal: pretend to be his Luna, and he’ll help her make those who wronged her pay. Desperate for justice, Alina agrees, but as they delve deeper into their dangerous arrangement, the lines between revenge and desire begin to blur. When her former mate begins seeking redemption, can she give up her first love, or will Lucian let her go? What happens when she gets hit with dark truths?

"Help me tighten this?" Her voice trembles as she turns her bare back to the doorway. Calloused fingers brush her spine – but it’s not her stepmother. It’s Asher Voss, SU’s star quarterback and her new stepbrother, smirking in the mirror， "Next time you mistake me for Mom..." His breath scorches her ear. "...I’ll leave a real mark." To survive the sweltering New York summer before college, Wendy Wu makes a deal with Asher: Act like strangers once school starts. He’ll remain the untouchable quarterback; she’ll be just another exchange student. No eye contact. No acknowledgement. Ever. But when her father’s long hauls and her stepmother’s busy schedule force Asher into babysitting duty, the lines blur: In the kitchen, he catches her weeping over a shelter documentary and lifts her against his sweat-drenched chest. Garage doors rattle open – his grip tightens: "Hold on. Unless you want them to see you like this." At a party, her friend spots a cherry hair tie on his wrist before he drags her into a dark hallway: "You didn’t want to see me?" His whiskey-laced kiss brands her lips. "Yet your eyes undressed me all night." In a restaurant, a rival girl glares through the window. He traps Wendy’s thigh under the table， "Call me ‘brother’ and I’ll save you."  Their secret collapses. Wendy ends it, and he freezes her out in public， "Do I know you?" Until a rain-lashed night when Ahser, drenched and desperate, pins her to the wall， "Don’t tell me you do not regret the breakup" His teeth find her collarbone. "I have to admit it-- I miss you." Can a love forged in stolen touches survive the spotlight? Or will their step-sibling bond shatter them both?

I gave up a vast fortune to be with my boyfriend Terrence. In our poorest days, we didn't even have a single grain of rice at home. Terrence went out to fight in underground rings, never surrendering once even when he was beaten black and blue. With his blood and sweat, he paved the path to our future brick by brick. In the present, his name was uttered with an undeniable tone of respect, while I was known far and wide as his missus, the woman he treasured above anyone or anything. One year, when I left the country because of a family emergency, I learned that he even started seeing a therapist due to separation anxiety. Everyone said that Terrence loved me more than life itself, and I had believed it too, wholeheartedly. Until I stood on our balcony, watching him tightly embracing another woman in the villa next door. "Even though Tanya is back, the very thought of losing you makes me lose control… I can't live without you, Mia… "If any other men ever appear by your side, I might just end up killing them…" His voice was a low rumble, tinged with a sort of unconscious madness. "B-But what about your wife? Didn't you say that she means more to you than your own life?" "Well, we just have to keep this hidden better, don't we? I want to always be with you…" My hand trembled, and I accidentally cut my hand with the fruit knife I was holding, but I felt no pain at all. To think that just one year apart was enough to shatter thirty years of love and mutual support… With trembling hands, I picked up my phone and called my mother. "Mom, I'm feeling homesick… Can you get me a new identity and a one-way ticket out of the country?"

“Daddy, I’ve made my hole tighter for you. I want you fully immersed inside me.” His voice came out soft, reverberating through my ears as he released his tiny legs around my waist, opening them wider. “Since you’ve saved me, it couldn’t stop twitching for you. And I don’t know how long it will keep pulsing for you to be buried inside.” He whispered into my right ear, his breath sending a jolt of hotness down my spine. “Fuck,” I growled, rolling my eyes. His fingers grazed my chin. I moaned. He pulled my head lower, and my gaze landed on the prettiest, reddish, tight hole I’ve ever seen in my goddamn life. My Wolf groaned, stirring as heat consumed me. I slid lower, my face almost in between his legs. “Yes, Daddy Alpha. I want you.” He winced, his nails digging into my biceps. I dragged my tongue across my lower lip. I inhaled deeply, his scent filling my nostrils, and I tightened my tights, feeling a hard bulge between them. “Daddy, devour me already.” His hand grabbed my head, lowered it, pressing my tongue against his clenching hole. ~~~~~ Behind closed doors, rules shatter and hearts unravel. SINFUL AFFAIRS invites you into a world where desire whispers in the dark and every sin feels like salvation. Here, men ache for what they shouldn’t touch. They love too hard, crave too deeply, and sin too beautifully. Every story is a confession of hunger, heartbreak, and need. And once you step inside… you’ll never want to leave. So, you’re welcome to join the kind of sin you’ll beg to repeat. Now, if you dare, enter their world and let’s see if you can handle the heat.

“You said you wanted to taste freedom, right? Then, allow me to show you what freedom tastes like.” — Kirill Yevgenyevich Ivanov — Nang nakawin ni Anastasia ang pitaka ni Kirill Ivanov, akala niya'y pera lamang ang mawawala sa bilyonaryo. Pero maling-mali siya. Dahil ang tunay na ninakaw niya ay ang atensyon ng lalaki—isang pagkakamaling magiging sanhi ng panibagong yugto ng buhay niya.  Sa liblib na isla na pagmamay-ari ni Kirill, paniniwala niya ay kamatayan na ang magiging kabayaran ng kaniyang mga kasalanan. Ngunit laking gulat niya nang nagdesisyon itong gawin siyang sekretarya. Inaakala niyang lumambot na ang puso ng binata, pero kalaunan ay nalaman niyang patibong lang pala ang lahat, isang bitag. Kirill doesn’t want revenge—he wants ownership. Her body, bound by lies that taste like devotion. Her mind, poisoned by secrets only his hands can unravel. Her soul, seduced by promises of freedom… a deceptive illusion.  But when a forbidden spark ignites between predator and prey, their twisted passion threatens to shatter the line between salvation and damnation. Pero hanggang kailangan ba mahuhumaling si Tasia sa ipinagbabawal na lasa ng sarap na ipinalalasap ni Kirill?  How much can Kirill destroy just to claim what’s his? Their story is a lethal game of desire and deceit, where love wears the face of ruin— and surrender might be the deadliest sin of all. “Starting tomorrow, you’ll be my secretary. My shadow. You’ll fetch my coffee and file the receipts for the men I bury. And every night, you’ll sit across from me at dinner, wearing the dresses I choose, eating the food I allow… and wondering when I’ll finally snap.” — Kirill Yevgenyevich Ivanov

Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his fingers landing on my bare, wet heat and just when a moan could escape my lips, his mouth forcefully met mine swallowing the scream of pain as well pleasure when two of his fingers thrust into my pussy just like I'd felt them in my dreams... *** When I was dragged across the country to Los Angeles to live with my mom's new husband and his son, the last thing I expected was for my stepbrother to be off-limits. Least of all, I never imagined I'd find myself tempted by the forbidden. Damien Black: sinfully attractive, irrefutably irresistible, and seemingly devoid of warmth. Emotions meant nothing to him; girls were mere toys for him to have in bed. And there came my biggest mistake-believing I could be more than just a toy for him...maybe more than just another conquest in his collection. I was his dirty little secret, one that he wouldn't let go of, accept, shatter entirely, or mend. I was his toy; Well....his favorite one.