Novel & Cerita Short Stories With 100 Words

"Bend all the way down for daddy" he moaned and I did as daddy said while taking his hot cock into my pussy. "Oh, my god, daddies cock taste better and sweeter than honey." I moaned as his hot cum erupted in my cunt. This is an extremely collection of high-heat romance of erotic forbidden daddies stories. {BxB,BxG} Not for people under the age of 18. Note: the stories are highly sensitive and forbidden romance without filter. Kindly Check Out Poppy's Secret Confession.

Isabella is an 17 years old final year highschool student with a simple life and best friend, untill she met Rey her class mate,who is very popular in school. Rey is from a rich while she is from a middle class family,she has a best friend who left for her home town.Issa was left alone with her family ,Not untill Rey became her best friend few month into their friendship ,they both develop feelings for each other.Rey asked her out and she accepted. Rey had to manage his dad's company after highschool while she wants to attend the university.During her second year in the university she met a boy who was also in his second year,they would go on dates and fun.Rey was busy and stuck at work ,he didn't have the time for his girlfriend anymore. Issa don't want the sweet, loyal Girlfriend anymore ,she was falling deeply with Derek. She was tired of Rey and his excuses ,she wanted a romantic relationship. Rey found out about Issa relationship and broke up with her, but he still wanted her back. Would he fight for his love or let the guy win?

A holiday of raw, dirty pleasures. A collection of forbidden desires brought to life. A Christmas spent in Sin and dirty fantasies. A collection filled with hot, passionate and steamy sex. Are you ready for this rollercoaster of undiluted and unfiltered tale that'll leave you breathless, aching and sinful?. If you're not 🔞 kindly scroll past this book.

This book gathers different love stories, yes, love stories. All these stories that I collected over time, that were told to me by friends, acquaintances, relatives and others from my own imagination ink. And perhaps, there is some coincidence.

WARNING SPG‼️‼️ This book contains erotic steamy short stories. Some stories are forbidden and they involve seduction, and cheating. Some characters end up together, some continue their s*xual interaction, and some stop. Either way, the stories can make you wet and hard enough to be pleasured.

Humiliated, belittled, mistreated, rejected because of her silence, Emma has no hope for the future. Until she meets Michaël Keller, the son of the most powerful man in town and also the richest. Michaël has everything going for him, extraordinary beauty, influence but above all power, everyone expects him to go out with a girl from his background but he falls irremediably in love with Emma. In a society where appearance takes precedence over everything, how are these two teenagers going to be able to live their love and brave all the obstacles? Between pain, sadness and tragedies, can love despite the handicap survive?

The day I decided to file for divorce, Dean Potter couldn’t wait to draft the divorce agreement. Five years ago, he had been forced to marry me, and now he was finally free. On the day we were finalizing the divorce, Dean arrived with his new flame, radiating delight mixed with a hint of mockery. “Veronica Byrd, look at you—you’re miserable.” I watched his figure fade into the distance, my vision blurring. Miserable? In the next life, it wouldn't happen again.

My mom, Susan, had a habit of sending me to get her shopping. However, she would always leave out a zero when paying me back what was owed, blaming on her poor eyesight. I never minded. In fact, I would just cover the cost without another word. Then, Summer, my sister, had to throw shade. “Mom sends you money whenever she wants something. You never show us the actual costs, though. I bet you’re making a nice little profit off Mom behind our backs.” Susan smiled and didn’t even bother to defend me, as if confirming Summer’s accusations. My heart sank. Over the years, I had bought her things from major appliances to the smallest groceries, and each time, the payment she sent was short. Susan would just brush the whole thing off by saying, “Oh, my eyes aren’t what they used to be. My bad.” I had poured hundreds of thousands into her expenses, only to end up with a reputation as a thief who cheated her own family. When Susan sent me money for the New Year’s Eve catering, I simply booked food that fit the budget she paid for.

I traveled over a thousand eight hundred miles to find my wife. She was a professor at Harbor University. As soon as I arrived, I received a call. “Hi, Mr. Jaques. We’re just following up on the stroller your wife custom-ordered from us. Have you been happy with it? If so, would you mind leaving us a quick positive review?” I was stunned. We had lived apart for years and did not have a child together. Still, I remained calm and double-checked. “Are you sure I’m the one who ordered that stroller?” “Yes, sir, I can confirm that. Our system requires ID verification from both parents for all custom stroller orders. The mother on file is Shiloh Zoeller. Mr. Jaques, you are listed as the child’s father.” The customer service agent sent me a screenshot of the child’s information as proof. It indeed showed that I had a child around one month old. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. I went to the address listed on the order. Downstairs, a young man was chatting with a group of people. “As of today, I’m no longer your classmate. I’m now the professor’s husband!” A male classmate laughed and teased him. “What a show off. But come on, the kid’s already a month old. When are you and Ms. Zoeller finally tying the knot? We’re still waiting to toast you!” Just then, a very familiar female voice spoke. “What’s taking you so long? Get up here. Our little boy is getting impatient.” I followed the sound of the voice and saw Shiloh holding a swaddled baby. She leaned against that man’s chest as if she had done it countless times.

My mother-in-law could not understand me. Before my business trip, I repeatedly told her not to touch anything in my study, but she mixed up the contract I needed. As a result, I lost a million-dollar order and was fired from my company. To make up for her mistake, she promised she would take care of my child and help me find another job. I froze my milk, labeled everything with notes, and gave her detailed instructions on timing and measurements. However, when my baby ended up in the hospital, I found out that she had thrown out all the milk and fed my baby expired formula instead. Even worse, she fed my baby peanuts behind my back, causing my baby to suffocate and die. Afterward, she wailed, "That was my granddaughter! How could I not care? If I could, I'd die with her..." My husband slapped me, shouting, "My mom worked so hard to take care of the child, and you want to drive her to her death? She's an old woman. It's not easy for her!" My sister-in-law came over too, calling me ungrateful and blaming me for treating an elderly woman badly. She claimed I deserved to be childless and alone. However, they did not know how many times I had stopped my mother-in-law from causing trouble and harm to them. I was driven to depression by them and eventually sent to a mental institution, where I was tortured to death. If I had the chance to do it again, I would protect my child and myself and stop preventing my mother-in-law from causing chaos for others. I would watch her bring equal destruction to each one of them!