So I'm A Spider So What

I bought a breathtakingly handsome and sculpted werewolf slave from the magic black market. His rock-hard abs were on full display, and his deep V-lines pointed straight down into his tight, low-slung pants. But once I got him home, it was clear something was very wrong. A low, suppressed growl rumbled constantly in his throat. He stared at me with his golden wolf eyes, looking like he wanted to tear me apart and devour me whole. His body burned like a walking furnace. I thought he had wolfsbane fever and frantically contacted the seller. The seller was silent for three seconds after hearing my description. [My dear witch, is it possible he isn't sick, but just...hungry?] [The kind of hungry...that makes a werewolf want to pin you to a wall and sink his fangs into your neck to mark you?]

"Mo*n louder, Raphael—let the whole palace hear who you belong to." "I hate you. *h—Xavier!" "If you hate me, then why are you drip*i*g all over my c*ck, little prince?" He’s my stepbrother. My enemy. The man I swore to ruin. I wear my pride like armor, and my hatred like a crown. He killed my mother. Stole my dreams. Took the throne I was born for. And yet, on the night I was to marry another… Xavier found me drugged and trembling—and buried himself so deep inside me, I shattered. "You were supposed to belong to him," he growled, thrusting until I sobbed, "but this h*le was made for me." I clawed at his back, cursed him, begged for more. My body? A traitor. "H*rd*r… F*ck, Xavier—d**per—" "You’ll ta*e every inch and thank me." I lied. Told the world he r***d me. Watched the king whip him bloody. It hurt to see. But revenge tasted sweeter. Later, I seduced his enemy. Let another man put a baby inside me—just to break him. But Xavier—cold, ruthless, and proud—still shields me from the shadows, even as he spits hate. And when he f*cks me, it’s war. "You want my hate?" he snarled, balls slapping against me, "Then take it. Take every inch until you forget how to lie." We are poison—dripping obsession, burning pride. And we’ll burn down heaven if it means one more night like this.

Jack Spencer used to be someone else. Someone older, someone hardened, someone who made the mistake of trusting the wrong people—and paid for it with his life. Now, he’s in a different body, staring at a future that doesn’t belong to him. He should be grateful for this second chance. He should want to start over. But how do you move forward when every part of you is still trapped in the past? How do you live when you already died once? Jack tells himself he doesn’t need friends. He doesn’t need love. He doesn’t need anything but distance. But the more he pushes people away, the more they insist on seeing the person he refuses to be. And when the remnants of his past begin creeping into his new life, Jack has to decide: Is he doomed to repeat the same mistakes, or can he finally break free from the dead-end path that refuses to let him go? (Trigger Warnings Included)

Trigger Warning: BDSM. EROTICA. Spice level: 🌶️🌶️🌶️ > “I know you want me… it’s not a secret you can hide.” His fingers traced my lips as I knelt in front of him. He pulled down his zipper, and his cock sprang free—large, hard, and heavy as it brushed against my mouth. I nibbled at the tip, desperate, needy, like a lost puppy, while his blue eyes locked onto my yearning gaze. “Now take it,” he murmured. “Like the good girl you are.” *********************************** Lana has always been the good girl—working hard, caring for her sick father, and staying far away from men. Especially her dangerously obsessed boss who never stopped chasing her. When he fires her on the very day her father needs life-saving surgery, Lana believes her world has ended. But fate has other plans. A private nurse position she applied for weeks ago finally calls her in—and everything changes. Her new employers? Killian Rhys, the heir to a powerful empire who may not be as crippled as he claims. Finn, his dangerously charming best friend. And Tristan, the cold, terrifying uncle who holds the real power. All three want her. All three are willing to pay any price to own her. To save her father, Lana has one choice: play their game. But she isn’t just after money anymore. If they want crazy… she’ll give them crazy. Because Lana doesn’t just want their attention. She wants their empire. And she’s willing to get on her knees to take it.

Blurb: ️ Warning: This book contains explicit scenes, strong language, mature content, sexual kinks and dark themes that may not be suitable for some readers. Read at your own risk. Trevor Matai had already made himself an enemy of half the school just by being the smartest person in the class. So when he won the student body presidency, they just found newer and louder reasons to come for him. What he was not prepared for was jerking awake from a nightmare in the middle of class, calling out Sean Pierre's name in front of everyone, and having a very visible and undeniable ‘boner’ to go along with it. Does that mean he got ‘bricked up' for Sean. That was quite unbelievable because Sean Pierre, who is a star quarterback and the school's golden boy, happens to be the most aggressively straight guy Trevor had ever been forced to share oxygen with. So, Sean was the absolute last person his subconscious should have chosen. And now the whole school knew. What followed was supposed to be punishment as a result of the two clashing over school activity funds. Instead, something neither of them planned for started building because the closer Sean kept him, the harder it became to pretend that none of it meant anything. But Sean was the star quarterback and there were rules that came with that title. And wanting Trevor wasn't something the world around them was going to quietly allow. Two boys with two different dreams that couldn't both survive this situation, which seemed like a rivalry that had already drawn blood and a romantic feeling between them that refused to take note of that. Society had already written the rules, but they were about to break those rules and rewrite them.

Si Czarina Althea Cervantes ay isang corporate lawyer na masungit, maarte, at masyadong ma-pride. Siya 'yong tipo ng babae na hindi mo puwedeng maliitin at tapak-tapakan ang pagkatao. Subalit ang lahat ng mga katangian na iyon ay bigla na lang nagbago nang makilala niya ang CEO

At 4:00 a.m., my husband, Rocco, gently shook me awake. His voice was a low murmur, . "Alessia, my love, could you do something for me?" But his next words shattered the illusion. "Scarlett is hungry. Go make her some seafood soup." Scarlett was our maid, and she was also Rocco's pregnant goomar. "I just had fresh seafood delivered. Get to the kitchen and make her a bowl of soup. Just for Falcone's heir." I refused, my voice cold. His anger flared in an instant. "Don't be so unreasonable, Alessia." "Is it really so hard for you to make some soup?" I shook my head, silent. He stroked my cheek, a patronizing smile playing on his lips. "Fine, Alessia. So you've learned to defy me now." "Think carefully, Alessia. Do you really want to keep your place as a Falcone?" "And your position as the family's lawyer? Think about whether you still want these… then give me your answer." Seeing the arrogance in Rocco's eyes, the last ember of love I had for this man died. I took out my phone and dialed a number I hadn't called in a long time. "I want out of the Falcone family."

The world is indeed cruel; the Beckett family was bankrupt and in debt as a result of their father's early death. Poppy, as the eldest daughter, decided to look for work due to the remaining responsibilities. She persisted and was hired as a secretary at the well-known Westbridge Company, led by CEO Caden West. Caden is known for being grumpy, egoistic and being a woman hater. Unbeknownst to Poppy, Caden has a hidden grudge against her and will do anything to make her suffer. What is Caden's hidden grudge against Poppy? Will Poppy be able to work with her boss who despises her? Or give up right away due to its poor treatment?

"Strip," Dante ordered, his voice cold and commanding. Nora stood frozen in horror, disbelief washing over her. He leaned closer, eyes darkening. "And if you don't, I'll do it myself," his tone unwavering. She knew he meant it, her heart racing, unable to utter a word as the dangerous man before her mistook her for someone else entirely. When innocent Nora takes the fall for her cruel sister, Aria, to save their father, she becomes trapped in the dangerous world of mafia leader Dante, who believes she is Aria. As Dante prepares to make her life a living hell, will Nora find a way to survive the torment meant for someone else? Content Warning: This story contains mature themes that may not be suitable for readers under 18.

His eyes drops to the wedding ring on my finger. Something shifts in his expression. Something sharp. Possessive. Furious. I had sex with my step son and I’m not even sorry. Well it’s wasn’t my intention to. I had no idea who he was. All I cared about that night was his hard body pressed against mine and his tongue circling the inside of my mouth and deep inside my thighs. But as I took off my veil and stare at the man in front of me, I knew I had started a spark that will soon turn into a full blown fire and consume us both.