Sit Spot Spanking

Serena’s life is turned upside down on her wedding anniversary when she receives an unexpected text from her husband, Rowan, inviting her to their favourite spot in the pack to celebrate their anniversary. Eager to rekindle their love, Serena arrives at the location—only to walk in on a shocking scene: a strange man lying naked on the bed, as if he belongs there. She Confused and heartbroken, Serena tries to make sense of the situation, leaving her reeling with unanswered questions. The following day, Serena is blindsided when Rowan accuses her of cheating as pictures circulate with her and a strange naked man in bed, claiming that she had been unfaithful and tarnished their marriage and his image as an Alpha. With her life in ruins and her marriage shattered, he banishes her, publicly humiliating her and claiming she has disgraced him in the eyes of their pack members and family. Devastated and betrayed, Serena has nowhere to turn but was determined to prove her innocence and take back everything taken from her. With her heartbreak turning to fury, especially for a woman scorned, she rebuilds her self under a newly discovered identity and powers, striking back at those who wronged her. Will she destroy everything her husband, Rowan holds dear or will her pursuit of revenge ultimately consume her own soul?

My husband, Theodore, was about to take his childhood sweetheart, Rosalie, around the world in a hot-air balloon when I was kidnapped by his enemy. They were about to throw me into a snake pit. I gave up asking Theodore for help and called my father-in-law instead. In my previous life, I begged Theodore to save me, even kneeling in front of the phone camera. Hence, he abandoned the hot-air balloon ride with Rosalie and rushed to negotiate with the kidnapper. Rosalie was all alone and angry. She took another hot-air balloon, but it exploded mid-way, causing her to die on the spot without even leaving behind an intact corpse. Hearing the bad news, Theodore showed a rare calm expression. He seemed to forget about Rosalie's existence and took me on a trip around the world. As we were sailing in Norwol, he suddenly pushed me into the sea. "I should never have saved you. Snake pit? Kidnapper? How could they have had the courage to push you into it? I should've never saved you if I knew it'd kill Rosalie. You should go to hell sooner!" When I opened my eyes again, I had come back to the day I was kidnapped. This time, I chose not to call for help. Humble love would only leave you bruised and battered.

An earthquake struck suddenly during our honeymoon. I suggested that we flee immediately. My husband’s former lover mocked me for being cowardly and paranoid. So, my husband dismissed my fears. I had no choice but to continue sightseeing with them. A fractured steel frame crashed down with an earsplitting clang and smashed into his former lover. She clung to me desperately as the rebars drove into my ribs one by one. Before I could cry out, my husband kicked me down when he saw his former lover in danger. “You wretch! If you hadn’t suggested this honeymoon spot, Lena wouldn’t have gotten hurt! “You knew there’d be an earthquake today. You did this on purpose!” The rebars pierced deeper into my ribs and made every breath I took excruciatingly painful. My husband pushed me aside, lifted his former lover into his arms, and stormed off without glancing back. “Before the aftershock hits, I’m taking Lena to the hospital! Then, I’ll call for rescue. “Stay here and reflect on your actions. This is your punishment for scheming against Lena!” I waited all night. He did not know that the torrential rains of the monsoon season had flooded the area. What awaited him was the bloated corpse of a pregnant woman.

CEO's Midnight Temptation: Mated To Ex’s Irresistible Alpha Boss! My face flushed with heat yet I remained unable to break free from his comforting hold. He guided me to a secluded spot while maintaining constant contact with his hand on mine. I collapsed into the chair when he managed to get me seated because exhaustion was overwhelming me. I whispered my desire to remain in his embrace while I pressed closer against him despite the chair. Your warmth surrounds me and your scent is pleasant. Rytis stopped moving while his intense stare locked onto me as he leaned forward until his lips brushed my ear. The whispered confession he delivered next made my heart race. “Mate.” My eyes locked onto him while confusion scrambled my thoughts. What did that even mean? The moment felt monumental because it seemed like a statement that could change everything. The room spun around me while a single pressing question repeated in my thoughts without stopping. What was his intention when he said ‘Mate’?

"And if they take me?" His eyes were burning embers of wrath. "Then I will burn the whole damn world to get you back." **** Bianca Fiori has never backed down from a fight. But she faces her toughest opponent yet in the image of her new stepbrother, the don of the entire Italian mafia, who is intent on stoking the fire between them and seems to trigger a burning desire for him in her. Andre DiMarco has never met a single person that pushed his buttons the way his new stepsister does. With a deadly enemy knocking on his door, the last thing he needs is a rebellious airhead to look after and the undeniable desire welling in his stomach at the sight or thought of her is not helping matters. It's not long before they give in to their lust and passion, playing a lethal game where they go at each other's throats in public but tangle in the sheets behind closed doors. With secrets, lies, betrayal and an impending mafia war, things are quickly becoming a bloodbath. When his enemies realize just how soft a spot he has for his new stepsister, they begin to come for her. And Bianca is about to find out just how far her stepbrother will go to protect what's his

On the day of my wedding, I stood on the stage, while my fiance, Jake Stevens, passionately kissed his assistant, Chloe Xanders, in front of everyone. He held her in his arms and said earnestly, “Chloe, don’t worry. Even though you’re not my bride, you’ll always have a place in my heart.” Chloe, who was overwhelmed with emotion, threw herself into his arms and wept as she said to me, “Lily, Jake and I are deeply in love, but fate just didn’t work out for us in this life. Please take good care of him.” Gossip instantly spread around us. Just as I was feeling helpless, my fiance humiliated me further and called me nothing more than a doormat. Watching the two of them clinging to each other, I could not take it anymore. I canceled the wedding on the spot and left for abroad the same night to join my best friend. The next time I met Jack, I had already moved on with someone new. When he saw me interlocking my fingers with my new love and kissing him passionately, his eyes instantly filled with burning jealousy.

Elise Stanton has one dream: to study medicine. When she earns a coveted spot in medical school, her future seems bright—until her parents present her with an ultimatum. The only way they’ll pay her tuition is if she marries Alejandro Mendoza, the disabled heir to a powerful family. “Marry a stranger for money? Is that the price of my freedom?” Elise protests, her voice trembling with frustration. “Clara gets her luxuries handed to her, but I have to sell my life to pursue my dream?” In her family’s eyes, she is always second-best, a shadow to her younger sister, Clara. Left with no other choice, Elise agrees to her parents’ condition. Then she meets Alejandro Mendoza. Confined to a wheelchair, Alejandro is bitter and guarded, his piercing gaze a wall against the world. But when Elise examines his condition, her sharp medical instincts kick in. “The doctors had a wrong diagnosis,” she insists. “Your condition is reversible.” Alejandro narrows his eyes. “Why are you doing this? What do you want?” Her answer is simple: “I’ll help you recover, and when you can walk again, this marriage ends.”

"Natalie," he whispers, his body edging me closer to the wall. "Damien," I murmur back. I can't help the urge. Ever since my eyes fell on him that morning, all of my nerve endings have been on edge, craving him. My mate. "I want you," he groans out as his lips trail a path up and down my neck, nibbling on the spot where the mark is supposed to be. "You have a chosen mate." "You are my mate," he growls out. "Mine." And then he clamps down on my neck. Damien's life takes a wild turn when a curse prevents him from finding his true mate, marked by a cursed wrist tattoo. He rises as the strongest alpha, but everything changes when a stranger, Natalie, enters his life, claiming to be his mate. Together, they embark on a quest to break the curse, uncovering secrets that bind them. With love and destiny at stake, they face a final battle against the malevolent witch. Will their bond be strong enough to defy the odds and rewrite their fates? Who will Damien finally choose- his long-awaited mate or the woman who stood by him all through his life?

What happens when tragedy strikes? Do you let it define you? Or do you sit still and let it consume you until you lose face? The life of Jasmine Harts began to crumble down before her face when she discovered that her husband, Fabian Harts had impregnated his mistress. This made her feel worse as her marriage was already nothing to write home about. It seemed as though their daughter was not enough for the Harts who wanted an heir. So Jasmine thought of leaving home but Fabian would not let her as he was scared of losing face before the public. But when his mistress puts it on demand that he makes her his wife or risk his reputation getting ruined, Fabian had no choice but to frame his wife Jasmine of infidelity. This way he could get rid of her without losing face. Jasmine was prevented from taking her daughter with her when she was thrown out of the mansion. And little Aria was just four years old. Will Jasmine let things slide after the cruelty of the Harts? Will the little and innocent Aria Jasmine was forced to leave behind at the mercy of her husband’s family remain sweet and innocent? Let’s see what happens!

I was on a business trip out of town when I got a text from my neighbor. [Can you and your husband keep it down? Also, one of your undies fell onto my balcony.] Shocked, I opened the photo she had sent. The underwear wasn't even my style, but it matched the one I'd seen in my husband's online shopping cart. He'd told me it was a gift for me, but I remember noticing the size—it was one size larger than mine. When confronted with the neighbor's message, my husband swore that the house must've been broken into and claimed the intruder left the item behind. But something about his story didn't sit right, so I decided to dig further. That was when I stumbled upon his social media. His latest post was just three words. [I bought this.] It was paired with a photo of a lingerie gift set. Beneath it, there was a comment. [I'm wearing it.] Attached was a picture of a woman's legs—and the unmistakable background of my living room. The evidence was undeniable. I packed up the underwear and brought it straight to the police. "My husband says our house was broken into. This was left behind by the intruder, and it might have DNA on it."