Slow Comfortable Screw Up Against The Wall

My name is Eleanor Keating. In my past life, my older sister—Alice Keating—and I were entrusted to the McKellen family in Arborhill by our parents for arranged marriages. I married John McKellen, the eldest son. While he might not be conventionally handsome, his calm demeanor and unwavering reliability stood out. Alice married Xavier McKellen, the younger son. Handsome as he was, he was equally carefree and unpredictable in his actions. Eager for a grandchild, the family patriarch—Henry McKellen—made a promise. The first to bear a child would have their offspring named the next heir of the family. After our wedding, John and I conceived. Our child was naturally declared the next heir, and with that, John and I gained influence and power within the family. Tensions between Alice and Xavier escalated into frequent fights. Eventually, both had affairs, and their marriage ended in a bitter divorce. Believing they had dishonored the family, John banished them from the household. Blinded by jealousy, Alice poisoned me and my child, ending both our lives. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the first day I arrived at the McKellen residence. But this time, Alice makes the first move and sleeps with John. In that moment, I realize she, too, has been given a second chance at life. Unfortunately, she has no clue that John is a twisted man. Not only is he devoid of love, but he also sees women as mere stepping stones in his relentless pursuit of power.

For seven years, I love Cody Rummish, clinging to his promise—once his sister-in-law, Luna Briche, conceives, our ordeal ends, and we finally begin our married life. But reality betrays me. Just months after moving into his home, Cody slips into Luna's bedroom 88 times—starting with once a month, now nearly one or two visits daily. Every night, I sit in the downstairs living room, counting the minutes, clutching a flicker of unrealistic hope. As the sole heir after his twin brother's fatal plane crash, Cody inherits not just power and wealth but also, seamlessly, his brother's widow, Luna. After the 88th visit, Luna announces her pregnancy. But instead of Cody honoring his promise, a public declaration shatters me—he will formally marry Luna. I unravel, demanding answers. Silent, Cody locks me in the bedroom's walk-in closet. "Luna was trapped in an elevator for 30 minutes! She nearly died because of you! Stay here for five days. Feel her fear!" Only on the sixth morning does Cody casually open the door with a chuckle. "Alright, lesson learned. Time to apologize, right?" He finds only the stench of blood and my cold, lifeless body. He's killed the fiancée who's loved him for seven years.

I started calling my brother "Mr. Quinn" and my childhood friend "Mr. Webb". They frown and ask why I'm being so formal with them. I smile faintly in response. "Because I think you would rather be associated with Vanessa Quinn." They scold me for being unreasonable. "Vanessa is about to marry a man in a coma for you, and her whole life will be ruined. The only reason we treat her so well is because you owe her." But what they don't know is that the one marrying a man in a coma this time isn't Vanessa. It's me—Willow Quinn.

Lilian falsely accused the protagonist Angel of setting up a werewolf attack on her. Angel’s husband Bastien and son Finn fully distrusted her—so much so that they even harmed Angel’s sister Dana to protect Lilian. The damage left Dana suffering from silver poisoning, robbed of her ability to shift. Abandoned by her family and the man she loved, Angel bore deep scars, both emotional and physical. She made up her mind to divorce Bastien and take Lilian to court, but every step forward was blocked by obstacles. Then Bastien saw her kiss another man. Regret hit him like a punch to the gut. He pinned her against the wall, cutting off her words with a searing kiss. “You’re mine,” he growled, low and possessive. “Only mine—my mate.”

He was off limits until I decided revenge tasted better in his arms. I never intended to follow on my forbidden desires but when my boyfriend cheats on me, I decide to get a little revenge by fucking his hot father, Jesse, Mr O'Neal. The sexy silver fox that fills my fantasies and has been offlimits until now. Our one night stand turns into something more than we can ever imagine, but when reality catches up with our whirlwind romance, can we catch up to it? Hearts will be broken, lives will be ruined but if we can survive the world pulling us apart, maybe we might have a chance at a happily ever after. Screw you Xavier, your dad does it better.

My husband has azoospermia. After trying all the options available, I finally conceived. However, my husband is worried my child will hurt his first love's feelings—she had a miscarriage. He tricks me into going for a prenatal checkup. In truth, he conspires with a doctor to induce labor when I'm only five months along. He says, "You must be the one with the problem. Why else is it so hard for us to have children? The baby won't be healthy even if it's born! We can have more children when you're healthier. Julie has just had a miscarriage; I don't want to aggravate her." He doesn't know he has azoospermia. I only managed to conceive this child after trying out IVF countless times and taking countless folk remedies. He will never have a child of his own in this lifetime, and I discover his true colors. I ask for a divorce, and that's when he loses his mind.

Marcela Gold was the perfect Luna, she grew up being groomed, breaded, educated to be a Luna. This Luna was married, marked, and mated but never had children as they were chosen mates. Marcela Silver was the lowest Omega, her family disowned her, she was forced to work since she was a child, and hasn’t found her fated mate but lives with her best friend, she works in the pack house with the rest of the staff. One day the Luna had a horrible tantrum for not being able to have a child of her own, and threw the omega up against the wall knocking her unconscious. Selene seeing this decided to SWITCH their soul’s and gave them a new life, till they could learn to love, respect, and value each other they would remain in the bodies they have been switched over to.

WARNING: 18+ ONLY This book contains explicit adult sexual content and intense psychological and erotic themes. Not suitable for minors. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ------ Welcome to the filthy heart of sin, baby. All the Ways We Sin is a raw and unapologetic erotica collection where passion doesn’t just burn : It fucks you senseless From the thrill of your dangerous stepbrother pinning you against the wall while your parents sleep down the hall… to the shame of sneaking into your mother’s fiancé’s bed. These stories don’t play nice. They’re supernatural, sci-fi, taboo, romantic, dark, obsessive, and so dangerously addictive you’ll be touching yourself before you finish the first page. Every chapter is a brand-new sin. A fresh and wet craving. A whole new world where your desire ...always...fucking wins. Some stories will lick you slow and sweet until you’re trembling. Some will drag you into the dark, choke you with lust, and leave you bruised and dripping. Some are wild, strange, and so twisted they’ll make you cum harder than you ever have in your life. But every single one answers the same dripping question: If nobody was watching… how fucking dirty would you sin

"Your kind belongs to a cell, shackled against a wall with no freedom!" He yelled at me before ordering his guards to shut me up in the darkest part of the cell, hijacking the little freedom and illumination I had. ******************** How overjoyed I was when I thought I had found my mate, the one gifted to me by the moon goddess, the one to end my pain and suffering, the Blood Alpha, Alpha Kade. But I had no clue that he had other plans for me, to use me! to break me! to make me bend to his will! Why would he want me as his Luna? An insignificant clumsy omega? He was...The Big Bad Alpha

DARK ROMANCE!My back hit the wall, I was trembling in fear because of his close proximity. He was so angry that his veins were popping out from his neck, his jaw was clenched. I didn't dare to look at his eyes."Look at me!" He roared.I didn't muster the courage to look at his evil eyes so, I kept my head low, squeezing myself in to the wall. His hot and raged breath was fanning my face. In an instance he moved closer flushing his body against mine. A whimper left my mouth and I put my hands on his chest to create some distance but he didn't even budge."M-mov-e away." She stuttered badly.The next moment he punched the wall so hard just right next to my head, and I close my eyes in fear as new set of tears welled up in my eyes.The next thing he held my jaw with his one hand and jerked my face up.My eyes met his and.............