Sinful Soft Novels & Stories

His fingers ghost along her thigh, feather-light, promising ruin. 'Beg for it, principessa,' he murmurs against her ear, 'or I'll make you come until you forget your own name. Again.'" ______ In the shadowed empires of Europe, Elara Voss is the untouchable princess of the German mafia—beautiful, pure, and groomed for absolute loyalty. But beneath her poised exterior burns a secret craving for chaos. Dante Russo, the ruthless king of Rome's underworld, sees her once and obsesses. With eyes like black fire and a reputation for taking what he craves, he orchestrates her kidnapping on the eve of her arranged marriage, forcing her into vows at gunpoint. Now captive in his Rome penthouse, Elara is bound by his rules and if she breaks any, punishments are slow and sinful—teasing touches that leave her trembling, belts that burn, vibrators that torment until defiance melts into desperate whimpers and slick need. She fights back fiercely but every clash deepens the addiction. What starts as vengeance twists into craving, for both predator and prey. In a game of empires and betrayal, one question lingers—who will corrupt whom completely?

Experiencing a passionate one-night stand with a handsome stranger named Joel, Primrose happens to know that he is her fiance, also one of the richest billionaires in the world. She tries to run away from him and the bizarre marriage but is gradually approached and held by Joel. "Want to escape from me? Sweetie, don't do this. You're mine." Joel smiled softly, gently taking Primrose's chin and placing a soft kiss. From the moment he first met Primrose, he planned to keep her by his side for the rest of his life. In the end, can they be together forever?

I woke up staring at divorce papers—from the guy I'd crushed on all through college. My name. His. Right there on the page. He said I cheated. Last thing I remembered? Getting ready to finally tell him how I felt at our graduation party. Now suddenly, we've got a four-year-old. And him? He looked at me like I was some rando off the street. No trace of the sweet, soft guy I used to know. Just ice. What did I miss? What the hell happened in the last five years?

After being tricked by the Princess of her kingdom and her dear cousin, Esmeray is sacrificed to the Lore king as a sacrificial bride. The Lore king is furious to find out this betrayal and locks up Esmeray in his palace, forever. Determined to run, Esmeray finds out that the Lore king is hiding a dark secret and has soft nature, inside. She soon, unravels the secret surrounding the Lore king and her family, that bounds her eternally and curses her forever. But what will she do after finding it out, as her kingdom and the whole world is crumbling? Who'll she choose then? her kingdom, her family, the Lore king or herself?

"I, King Zachariah Fenrir, pack Alpha to the Alpha pack, cast you, Aurora Fenrir out. From this moment forth, you are no longer worthy." A strangled cry rang out across the silence, it took me a moment to realize it was coming from me, my knees buckled and I hit the soft grass in the pasture. It felt as if someone was sticking a white hot branding iron into my chest, I was struggling to breathe. My fathers voice cut through the silence once more. "Run my child, because when we find you, there will be no saving you." And I did run, I ran as fast as I could.

Sign the contract, Maeve,” Carter Langston commanded, flinging the papers across the table with cold eyes and authority. She signed to save her family, not knowing she was stepping into a cage. Maeve married the ruthless billionaire who saw her as nothing but a pawn to secure his empire. Amidst all the humiliation her spirit refused to break. And when Carter’s younger cousin, Cameron—the man with soft eyes and dangerous kindness offered her the love Carter never could, her heart wavered. Torn between duty, betrayal, and forbidden desire, Maeve faced the impossible: which of the two men truly held her future?

"Euli." I'm pressed up against his desk, his front to my back, and I can feel everything. "Yes" I answer breathlessly, he pulled my hair backward. "Do you think I care if anyone sees me ravishing your sinful body?" I try to wiggle out of his hold to no avail, he pulls me tighter to his front and I feel his hardness "Cons...tantine " I stutter There's a knock on the door and i quickly regain myself, push him backwards and arrange my scattered hair and he just smirks at me. Eulalia gets a well paying job at a very successful company but she doesn't know why she can't stop thinking about her boss and all the dirty things he could do to her. Constantine can't stop thinking about the little angel that works for him and beautiful her blue eyes are. He will stop at nothing until he makes sure that she is HIS. It started as a boss secretary relationship but turned into something more sinful. Will their love be strong enough to overcome any storm or will it crumble in the end?

Twenty-two-year-old Tricia Volkanov's life doesn't belong to her. As the first daughter of Mathias Volkanov, head of the Volkanov Mafia, she's more of a pawn in her father's ruthless game of chess, than his beloved daughter.  When her father picks a noble man for her to get married to, Tricia is sad. She feels nothing for Antonio Dombruso, and rebelliously escapes the Volkanov mansion to experience a careless night where she encounters the alluring, beautiful man named Gideon Scarfoni, whom she hands over her virginity to on a platter. When she disappears the next day right before Gideon wakes up, Tricia is eager to put that one, sinful, passionate night behind her and get married to Antonio, but fate has other plans. The stranger's baby is growing in her belly, and it turns out he lied to her from the start. Because his name is not Gideon Scarfoni at all, but Connor Mennetti, and he's a formidable Mafia kingpin, and billionaire whom her father wants dead. THIS IS A FOUR-BOOK SERIES: BOOK 1: HIS BOOK 2: HIM BOOK 3: SHE BOOK 4: HER

Storme: He’s my husband’s son. Craving his touch was never part of the plan. I was supposed to be a dutiful bride to his father while trying to gain the love of my father. But he came in and drowned me with his insatiable sexual appetite. Now all I have about him are wild and sinful thoughts. Theo: She couldn’t be my father’s bride. I didn’t think I could stand it once I thought about another man touching her. No other person could touch her… except me. I think I may have been bewitched by her, but I wanted to be in that hex forever. Now all I can think about is possessing her body. ***************************************** When hypersexual Storme was sold to the alpha king of the Castillo Tribe by her father, she felt that she was doomed and that there was nothing else left for her. Not until she met the alpha King’s son, Theo. Forbidden sparks fly and they’re unable to ignore the fire burning in them. But not until the same fire threatens to burn down their very existence and peace.

APRICITY : The warmth of sun in the cold arms of winter. Tormented by memories , bounded by history ; MY APRICITY is a journey of painful pleasures and sinful secrets. SERENE DIOR WALKER , being 20 years old is the most elegant and eloquent person you'll encounter. Being proficient in ballet, she's a perfect embodiment of a rhythmic soul and an altruistic smile. But her smile hides the gut wrenching tales of tears and her dignified body bears the cruelty as a blemish. Struggling with the hustle of life , 27 years old ROWAN CHAZE is an enigma that is too difficult to decipher. Blessed with the flair of art , he drenches the world with the color of emotions but carries a hollow destitute land in the name of heart .His eyes bore the kaleidoscope of mortifying memories which torment him till date. But God isn't that cruel. He has kept a fare share of happiness for everyone even for resenting souls like SERENE and ROWAN. How do they both meet ? How do they fill the voids for each other ? How do they decipher the TOXICITY and become each other's APRICITY? Join me in this journey of LOVE , PASSION, DESIRE, HAPPINESS ,ROMANCE and BETRAYAL.