Stan In Dog With A Blog

“Do you know how many nights I’ve thought about those? How I imagined sliding your dress up and seeing you in them… in my room, or my office… gagged so you wouldn’t scream my name?” “Say the word, Renata,” he whispered, voice rough. “And I’ll have you right here… where anyone could knock. Where you could get caught with your husband’s father’s cock inside you.” She gasped. But she didn’t say no. ******** One reckless night. A stranger’s touch. Her ruin. The night before her wedding, Renata surrendered to a man whose name she didn’t know… A man who made her tremble, moan, and beg for more in the shadows. The next morning, he was at the wedding hall too…Watching her walk down the aisle to his son. Domingo Serrano. Powerful. Predatory. Possessive. And he’s not done with her. He wants her again. And again. Once a week. No excuses. No escape. But Renata isn’t just drowning in lust and shame. She’s chasing answers. Her parents were murdered under the guise of an auto accident. The killer is hiding behind the walls of the Hidalgo empire. Santiago, her charming husband, has secrets. Lady Constanza, his mother, wears lies like pearls. And Domingo? He’s the darkest of them all. Now Renata’s playing with fire, and carrying a secret that could burn everyone: She’s pregnant. And she doesn’t know if the father is her husband… or his father.

“We can’t keep doing this, Ryan, you are my stepson.” Hazel says, pushing him away. “I’m supposed to protect you, not f*ck you.” “Protect?” He scoffs lightly then takes a step forward. “The only one who needs protection is you. You didn’t choose to be my stepmother. You were forced into this!" He closes in and holds her shoulder tightly looking into her eyes. “But you chose to love me. What we have is real.” “I can’t,” She shakes her head. “What if he finds out and does something to you? Just because he's your father doesn't mean he won't hurt you!” “Not if I hurt him first.” ————————————————————— Hazel’s life takes an unexpected turn for the worse when she’s sold off by her own parents for money and forced to marry a powerful mafia boss, Lennox Zephyr. Despite her fear; the terrifying situation she finds herself in. When she steps into the mansion, a tall, striking handsome young man catches her attention. She can’t help but gaze at him lustfully, only to discover that he is her stepson. A son who is nothing like his cruel father. Trapped in a house where no one else cares about her, Hazel finds herself drawn to his whole existence. Her need for him consumes her— she craves him, his voice, his touch, his body, his presence. So does he. But they must keep this a secret, behind the watchful eyes of her husband and his father, Lennox Zephyr. One misstep could cost them both their lives. Will they succeed in keeping their affair a secret, or will their dangerous love story lead to their destruction? *Contains 18+ detailed sexually explicit content, BDSM, Violence.* DAILY UPDATES!!!

“You fucking bitch, I told you to stay here, and I will think about what I can do for you to not assassinate you, but you're just being a bitch” He yelled and turn my back like always I did whenever I was punished by a stick. "Bitch” He yelled throwing stick after stick, I felt my body turn numb getting to continue beating. “This time I won't let it go easily” He yelled, tearing my cloth. My body jerked back, his cold hand roamed my back. “I teach you today what happens when you just disobey my single command,” He said, turning me, removing a thin cloth from my body. "No, Liam" I screamed. “Why, It was always meant to be mine. Right?” His face had an evil smirk on. “Please no, Liam. Not like that…” I whispered, hugging myself with my hand hiding my naked self from his burning eyes. “No Amber… This will only happen like this, You fucking bitch tried to deceive me” He said, taking a fistful of my hair with enough grip to make me cry. “I won't do that again, Promise,” I said showing him my pinky finger like always we seal our promise. “Amber…” He sighed, like controlling himself. “Promise…” He said, taking my pinky finger with his finger. “This time promise will be sealed with my way baby” He smirked, bending my pinky finger. His eyes were like some beast that just want to hurt someone so badly. Author Note : This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Update on weekends

Blurb "Jace, no," I whimpered softly knowing it was what I was supposed to say but my heart wasn't so sure. It felt good. So good to be wrong. Yet it was. His voice, too deep for a teenager and his words, so sweet and convincing that all I could feel was how right he was. "Oh Sweetness! What is so wrong about this? I know you want me as much as I want you. How can it be wrong?" he cooed as his thumb stroked me once more. I closed my eyes and bit my lip. I wanted more. How was it possible to want something I could never have so bad? "See how wet you are for me?" he whispered in my ear. "You are my brother!" ★★★ A highschool junior nerd, a senior playboy and a forbidden romance. Tess Prescott is used to being her father's only child after her mother died when she was five years old. Eleven years later, her father decides to marry again. Tess not only has to adjust to having a mother figure in her life again but also having a brother. Jace is not the typical stepbrother who just wants to be grumpy and rude to his stepfather and stepsister. He is hot, charming and a playboy, every quality that Tess has always walked away from. Even she finds herself pulled towards his nature and his advances towards her awaken something she had never considered before. This time should be easier to shut them off because Jace is her stepbrother but all it takes is one night in the house alone and she can never look at him like her brother again.

Falling in love at first sight isn't a big deal and loving a single person isn't bad at all. But the act of getting caught up in the love for two guys us just and unimaginable facts. Just imagine a war between love and lust erupting in your fragile mind and you not wanting to fall victim for the latter, causing you to get stuck, weird right? Well, this mystery actually happened to a certain girl, whom we would go down her history. Her name is Ariel. Ariel, a dark haired teenage girl, born to an African mother and American father; makes her an African-American, who got entangled in family issues causing her to become a cast out. Her mother was disowned for the act of getting pregnant illegally for white man after being engaged, which is against her African tradition. . This made poverty to become her stinking companion, as she couldn't get any aid from her family members, who disowned her for being an half cast. Infuriated, she took up the mission to search for her unknown father in the western country, but got intertwined with the love for two brothers, whose aims are to make her theirs. Will ever make it out of this entangled love triangle, and reveal her true love to one of the brothers? Will her mission ever be completed? Well that's a story for the Novel.

Elizabeth struggled to find her place in the world. After her father and mother’s separation, she found it hard to let anyone into her life and it got worse when her mother suddenly fixed her marriage 2 Years after her divorce. Uncomfortable with the decision, Elizabeth is forced to move with her mother to New Jersey to start a new life with her newly found family that she was totally unaware of. Moving in, Elizabeth is met with Shakar. The egocentric and manners less heir of the Manga(Her stepfather) who already harbored so much hate in him for Elizabeth before he even met her. In a whole new world, Elizabeth Is faced with challenges with a wounded heart of pain that was constantly being tortured by her new brother Shakar. What happens when hatred slowly turns to a beautiful dawn of hope? Will Elizabeth be able to turn hell into her beautiful habitat? Or will she lose herself trying to fix what isn’t broken?

Evangeline, 42, never imagined love would find her again, especially with John Robert, a vibrant 32-year-old man who makes her feel young and alive. But their blossoming romance faces the harsh judgment of society and their own insecurities about their ten-year age gap. Can they overcome the challenges and prove that love isn't bound by age, or will their differences drive them apart?

Mona, calm down. " I looked at him through narrowed lashes. "I have a name and that is Ivy. " I let my hands ran in my hair. "what exactly should I call you, brother, uncle or lover " He just watched, he stood there like an eucalyptus , seeing me this hurt yet he did nothing . He knew, yet he f

Ryo is an Omega, a half-breed vampire born by a human. He was once a famous perfumist who makes only one bottle a year, an exquisite potion that can attract what you want, eyed and coveted by anyone with good or bad desires. Despite his fame, he lowered his status for his fiance, family, and best friend, only to get betrayed three times. The first and second betrayals were by Sachin, his best friend, and Wilson, his lover, whom he caught having sex in the car he gifted to his soon-to-be husband. The third betrayal was by his father, whose mistress turned out to be none other than his ex-best friend's mother. The worst scenario was that he and Sachin were half-brothers. In a devastating situation, he mistakenly entered a room and slept with an Alpha whom he assumed was a prostitute. But who is this Alpha? Why does he have to suffer more after getting pregnant by him? Why, of all beings, does it have to be him, an enemy?

She fell in love with him at first sight, but loving Nathaniel Cross was the beginning of her heartbreak. Once, he had crushed her beneath his indifference, stripping her of dignity, love, and hope. He was ruthless, cold, and distant—never giving her a chance to fight back. His cruel words were like blades, cutting deep, and his rejection left wounds that never truly healed. But fate was not done with them. Years later, Nathaniel Cross returned—not as the untouchable man she once feared, but as someone desperate to right his wrongs. She wanted to forget him, but he refused to let go. He had already given up everything for her once, even if she never knew it. And now, he would stop at nothing to bring her back into his life—no matter what it took. Would she be able to forgive the man who once shattered her? Or would she walk away forever, leaving behind the love that refused to die?