Stomach Growl Stories

Welcome to the world of erotic tales of the mundane, magic and seduction, in a world of pleasures, tales of love and passion, the adventures of city couples and the intrigues of high society and its citizens of the city of Lovecraft. This is a story of tales of seduction, pleasure and debauchery, as well as a world of erotic tales. Being known beyond the city of the mafia, the mecca of crime and the mafia, the den of pleasures, see this during the travels, the stories and the coexistence of the people, who visit the various dens of pleasure in this city. Although for many years, there have been countless gang wars and conspiracies, murders, tales of love, pleasure and passion, in which the numerous mafia clans have engaged in struggles for territory, the lords of crime in their games of passion. The rich socialites in their games of pleasure and in the midst of power struggles, it was when the whole city became involved in schemes of conspiracy and manipulation, in the midst of their parties of pleasure and passion, that you can embark on this world of fantasy and seduction, in which you will see this dark world through the authorities who were bought and manipulated, when crime grew and the city developed, the life of passion, in the midst of tales of suspense. In the midst of tales of pleasure, passion, when there was a series of murders, mafia families, intrigues, stories of love and seduction

Her back slammed into the wall, Dante’s hand pinning hers high above her head, his mouth hovering close enough to steal her breath. His voice was a husky growl, low and lethal. “You think you can defy me, Bianca?” She smirked, arching into him, her nails dragging across his chest. “Defy you? I own the game, Dante.” Their lips crashed...violent, hungry, desperate. His grip was bruising, her body pressed against his with ruthless possession. Every kiss tasted of war. Every touch was a betrayal. Every moan, a fight for dominance neither was willing to lose. Bianca Moretti isn’t just a woman; she’s the She Mafia. Beautiful. Deadly. Untouchable. Dante Moretti, the ruthless Mafia King, should be her greatest enemy… yet he’s also the one man who matches her cruelty and consumes her with forbidden desire. But lust is the most dangerous weapon in a world where loyalty is scarce. And enemies wait in the shadows; Betty Mordecai, venomous and relentless, and Andriena, the lover who turned traitor, ready to tear Bianca apart piece by piece. Now Bianca and Dante must decide: join forces to rule or destroy each other in the crossfire. Because in the Mafia, love isn’t romance. It’s war. It’s obsession. And it always comes with blood.

Uneece’s Ravene, also known as Jewel, was a girl who transmigrated to another world where mythical creatures exist. She was reborn as a human among the Lycans.She was young when she was abducted by a mad scientist and became his test subject for years. She became his greatest experimantal success. After putting an end to his life, two years later, she was captured once more and enslaved by the ruthless Lycan King, who gave her endless butterflies in her stomach and made her heart tremble regardless of how he had diabolically rejected her.After learning about the importance of soulmates, she asked herself, 'Did he feel the same for me?' This question lingered in her head for a while. Even after being treated harshly and drowned by jealousy, she kept her little hope up.But what happens when a human slave falls in love with her? Will she choose to stay as a slave forever or escape with the person who loves her?

At the peak of my career, my husband slapped me in public.  With a look of disgust, he said, “Tess, you’re pathetic. You made Grace fail the class because you’re jealous. Don’t you know she’s applying for a scholarship?” Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell to the ground, clutching my stomach as pain surged through me. I knelt there, begging him to take me to the hospital.  However, all he did was swat my hand away and sneer. “Quit the act! Aren’t you just a useless woman who can’t get pregnant?” At that moment, my heart felt like it had shattered into a million pieces. It wasn’t long before bystanders intervened, insisting on taking me to the hospital. Unfortunately, it was too late to save the baby. Once the surgery was over and the reality of what had happened sank in, I turned to him and demanded a divorce.

Carolina Alves I came to America to write love stories, but my inspiration’s been running on empty. Then I followed an orange kitten onto the subway, through a strange neighborhood, and straight into the arms of a firefighter. Ace Rosario is steady, strong, and just a little sarcastic—and suddenly, I can’t stop writing again. The only question is… am I falling for my muse, or for the man himself? Ace Rosario Oldest sibling, last to get my act together. My family’s always seen me as the drifter, never the responsible one. But I’m determined to prove myself as a firefighter—and the last thing I expected was for Carolina Alves to tumble into my life with her wild hair, her Portuguese rambling, and my mischievous kitten, Goose, in tow. She makes me think love might be the one risk worth taking. The Purrfect Love Story is the heartfelt, playful conclusion to the Ravenwood Series. While it can be read as a standalone, Ace recommends checking out his siblings’ stories first—Man’s Best Wingman, A Bark in the Park, and The Purrfect Wingman—before diving into his own.

Waking up hungover next to my arch-nemesis – the city's most notorious fuckboy? Worst. Morning. Ever. I handled the walk of shame with icy dignity, but fate had a bigger curveball: one month later, two pink lines. My baby. My rules. His involvement? Zero. My flawless plan hit a snag when morning sickness ambushed me in the office restroom. He walked in. His eyes locked onto my still-flat stomach, darkening with something dangerous. Before I could blink, he had me pinned against the cold tile wall. "Who's the father?" he growled. I met his glare with a frosty smirk. "Wouldn't you like to know? Definitely not you." Then it happened: a hot tear hit my neck. His voice cracked, raw and desperate. "Don't... don't leave me. Please." Me: ...Dude. Seriously? THIS IS YOURS!

“Look at me”, His voice was feral. I didn’t do it immediately but I regretted it later. He angrily grabbed my face, smearing the blood of the man he had killed all over my cheeks. The smell of blood reached up-to my nostrils and a sickening feeling rose in my chest. I turned, meeting with his glare as the blood from his hand smeared around my jaw. My stomach went tight in knots. I stood still, fear running through my blood. THE ALPHA’S OMEGA MATE “Reject you? That’s an easy escape, don’t you think?” his voice was as cold as his eyes, as his heart. “The moon goddess gave me you and I’ll simply pay her for her kindness.” His tone was laced with venom, hatred and disgust. “If she thinks that I can ever accept an Omega as my mate, she’s damned wrong.”

I've been with an award-winning actor for seven years. We've been secretly married for five of those seven years. For the sake of his career, I drink so much that I get a stomach perforation. I also allow others to trample over my pride and dignity. Yet he goes on lakeside dates with another woman and kisses her underneath the fireworks. He even has the nerve to tell me not to be unreasonable. Later, I get caught in a landslide when I'm on a business trip. I make one last call to him in fear. All I hear is him singing his lover a birthday song. I ask for a divorce after losing hope in him. That's when he suddenly begs me not to leave. He even announces our relationship to the world on the day he wins an award. Our seven-year relationship is finally public, but I don't want it anymore.

"Quiet, girl!" I growled. Her body stiffened. I fumbled her breast with so much anger. "See, boys?" I said, with a low growl, "She is so soft." I laughed, cold and harsh. Lucian and Jamil roared with me. Her eyes squeezed shut, a blush creeping up her neck. This was better. Broken. "This is how you should behave," I muttered to myself with raw satisfaction. My hand moved lower, smacking her butt hard. Crack! Lina whimpered. It was a small, painful sound. Her pain was mine. I dragged her towards me. Her bare skin brushed my clothes, like a jolt. My hands moved over her curves, asserting my ownership. Her skin was soft, silk. She shivered with fear and something else. It excited me. I leaned in, my breath hot against her ear. Her heart pounded, like a frantic drumbeat. Just as I moved to take her, a whisper crept out of her mouth "Please, Sire, I haven't done this before." Her voice shook. It surprised me. I pulled my hand back, feigning surprise.

Isabella Nightlock grew up to the stories of mates, the stories of true love from the one fated to you by the Goddess of the Moon. She knew with the long life span of werewolves that it would take years, maybe centuries, until she meets the one. It is instilled to her just like her training. What she did not expect was to find him on the royal tour with her parents. What she did not expect was for him to be the Alpha of the warriors only pack Frost Moon What she did not expect was to be rejected at the tender age of eighteen. But, what he - Alpha Damon Frost - did not expect that 6 years later he finds out the mate he rejected was none other than the newly crowned Alpha Queen of the werewolf nation and the one to lead them all to war against the Shadows, Demons who's goal is to claim the earth from the other four races. Will Damon be able to win the heart of his mate back after realizing his mistake and will Isabella forgive and accept this Alpha or will she reject him in turn and find a new mate to rule at her side during the trialing times her Nation faces?