The 31st Piece Turns The Tables Novels & Stories

"We need to stop," I panted when he began kissing my neck, even though the last thing I wanted was for him to actually stop. "We should," he agreed, but made no move to put a distance between us. Instead, he snapped his hips forward, making my arms around his neck tighten as waves of pure bliss engulfed me. His hard bulge rubbed over my towel-covered apex, sending more heat to the area. "Again," I whispered, lifting my hips as he ground into me. My mouth parted open, allowing air to enter my burning lungs in gasps. "Like this?" he rasped, pressing his front further onto mine. "Oh ye-s," I stammered, lowering my hands to the hem of my towel to unwrap it, but he placed his hand on mine. I watched him with eyes blinking rapidly, a silent question passing between us. "Are you sure you want to unwrap that towel? Because I'm not sure I will be able to control myself when I see your delectable body." ********* A single signature on a piece of paper, turns Ronika's life upside within the blink of an eye. Her world of twenty years as the alpha's daughter shatters when she learns of her father's betrayal, during an attack by an enemy alpha. Forced into a foreign pack, as a servant to her enemy, alpha Quinlan, Ronika loses her status and the possibility of taking over after her father. There, she struggles with the reality and the growing feelings for the very man who ruined her life. She plans to play along, escape and avenge but does fate allow her? Secrets are uncovered, and the truth behind the agreement leaves Quinlan and Ronika in an unexpected position. Enemies are made, and the two must work together, or risk losing the war.

Celestia Amber, the best friend of Hilary Brooklyn. Hilary is a girl with an awesome attitude. She got the looks, the body, the brain, and the money. In short, she'd got everything! She is the girl that every man desires for a woman. But what if behind those smiles is a girl who is crying for help? Not until one day, her best friend heard a piece of bad news. "Hilary is missing!" Did someone kidnap her? Who would it be? What will happen to her? Is she safe? In the hands of a mysterious man? Or woman? Does this will bring consequences in her or her best friend's ife?

Content Warning: Smut, Smut and Smut. “He is watching us, Eleanor. Your husband, the one who believes you’re dead, is watching you like this… beneath another man, breathless, trembling, losing yourself across these sheets.” His hand tightened at my waist, drawing a sharp breath from my lips as his mouth brushed my ear. “Good,” I whispered, a slow, wicked smile curving across my lips as my gaze drifted toward the shadow behind the half-open door. I tilted my head back, letting the moment linger—letting him watch. “Then let’s give him a show he will never forget.” ** Once, I had belonged to someone else. A husband who chose my sister over me. A family who buried my screams beneath their lies. A man who did not hesitate when asked which of us should die. He chose me. So now, I chose revenge. A new face. A new name. I would make him crave me… ache for me… ruin himself trying to keep me. And when my sister watches him unravel, piece by piece, she would feel every ounce of pain I did. But to destroy a man, you must first understand his hunger. And the one teaching me? Alexander Blackthorn. My husband’s older brother. A ruthless rogue who believed revenge was never meant to be quick but savored slowly.

This is a dark reverse harem romance with explicit content, a why choose ending and morally grey MMCs who are mates with their stepsister meant for mature audiences only. — When my mother married the Alpha, I thought college would be my escape. Instead, I’m trapped living with his triplet sons, my new stepbrothers who made my life hell in high school and show no signs of stopping. Tristan, Azriel and Weston Runethorne are everything I should stay away from: ruthless, powerful and very forbidden. But something’s happening to me in their presence. My body burns and my skin aches for their touch. And every night, they come to me in the dark. They take what they want from me, make me crave things I don’t understand then leave me gasping and confused. They won’t tell me why I feel like I’m dying when they’re not near. Won’t explain why their eyes flash gold when they look at me. Won’t say why they call me theirs while treating me like a secret shame. I’m suffering, breaking apart piece by piece and they just watch. But I’m not as human as my mother believes. And when the truth finally claws its way out, my cruel stepbrothers will learn that the girl they’ve been tormenting is far more dangerous than they ever imagined.

Yes, I did it. I buried each piece of him where the city ends- the borders. I was careful. Careful enough that they'll never put him back together. Now I can finally sleep. I remember clearly his last cry, echoing in my ear like a hymn. His eyes pleading. Not for mercy, just for more time. But he didn't give her that. So, I took mine... slowly. Making sure the last thing he saw was that I wasn't sorry.

“Kiera, get your ass here!” “Kiera I need you please!” “Where's my car keys you fucking piece of shit…!?” “Kiera, my room now!” “Oh Kai~~!” Kiera stood, perplexed on whom to attend to first. Kiera Dawson, a sultry but wolfless she-wolf, fled her home in the woods due to the continuous harassment from her abusive father, only to end up being a slave to the Jackson quintuplets. How In hell's name is she supposed to be a slave to the most uncompromising, unwholesome and crazy Alpha quintuplets?

My wedding starts at 12:00 pm on the dot. There are 58 tables, each table costing 8888 dollars. 120 bottles of premium liquor have been opened. 300 packs of top-tier cigarettes are unsealed. At 2:30 pm, all the guests have left the scene, leaving nothing but a huge mess behind. That's when a server hands me the bill. "It'll be 510 thousand dollars, miss." I'm left gobsmacked. "I'm a wedding guest, not the organizer." The groom is Charlie Humboldt, my ex-boyfriend. At the moment, he takes his pregnant bride, Sasha Fitch, by the hand while sneering at me. "Since you're here, you might as well foot the bill. Think of it as your way of compensating for my youth." Charlie's mother, Melissa Carlton, moves to block the door. "If you're not paying the bill, then you can forget about leaving. No one wants you anyway, so you might as well stay here and pay off your debt by working as a dishwasher!" As I stare at the shameless family, I dig out my phone quietly. What they don't know is that this five-star hotel is a gift from my dad to me.

Addison Stone, Attorney at Law, thought she had the perfect life: A handsome husband, loving son, and a career with a promising future. That is until his first love, Evelyn Valentine, returned and everything she worked so hard to build started to fall apart piece by piece. But then, at her darkest hour, a mysterious man enters her life--Hunter Grant. He's handsome, powerful, and has the means to offer her what she wants--whether that is redemption or revenge. When her husband finally realizes his mistake, will it be too late to save his life and the love of Mrs. Stone?

After my husband, Joseph Adams, hired thugs to smash my taco stand again, I pushed the destroyed remains to his company’s anniversary banquet. Joseph had his arm around his little secretary, Monica Martin, when he announced that she would soon be joining the company’s management team. I pressed the horn and called out, “Tacos for sale to support my husband’s mistress—three thirty a piece!” Amid the stunned and bewildered stares of the crowd, Joseph’s brows twisted into a deep frown.

Aimee has spent her entire life surrounded by luxury, expectations, and a name that opens every door. But when her father moves them to a quiet town, she chooses anonymity over perfection—hoping, for once, to be just another girl. Jayden has spent his life surviving. Between a broken home, financial struggles, and a future that feels out of reach, music is the only place he can breathe. They come from two completely different worlds. They were never supposed to cross paths. But one piano piece changes everything. #Slow-burn romance