The Doors Didnt Open Her Path

In her previous life, Elinor de Clare schemed her way to becoming the queen, but in doing so, she turned against her childhood friend and knight, William Mortfort. The archbishop, who once owed his life to her, eventually led a coup against the crown. After her untimely death, Elinor returned to her youth and, with a sudden realization of regret, was given a chance to start over.

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The first thought that rose within Noah's mind as he awakened after his rebirth was to attain to cast away the pain that followed him from his last life. The pain of betrayal. That twisting agony that came from the continuous betrayals from loved one, especially when it implicated a friend who actually stood by his side. Noah took in his rebirth in great strides, vowing to never reveal such a weak side to himself in his new life. And for that he needed power. Power to topple over every being that stood in his way.

Venus refuses to jump right into mate life as soon as she turns 18. After being able to fight off the mate bond she sets out on a year adventure to find out who and what she is. With guidance from higher powers she slowly finds her answers. Jason her mate refuses to except that she can't feel the bond and follows her. Will Venus allow Jason in before it's too late? Can she except her fate and the mate bond before everything she's been searching for crashes down around her? Or will a dark force use her as a pawn to get what he wants?

Five centuries. One soul. Two immortal men obsessed with her. One woman caught between the fate she never asked for, and a war she never saw coming. Amèliä watched the flames consume her twin sister in a cruel twist of fate. The world believed Elizabeta died, but her soul survived, waiting in limbo, waiting to return. When that return finally comes, Amèliä must step into her sister’s life, inherit her burdens, and face the monsters drawn to the power Elizabeta once wielded. Magnusson has hunted for his soul’s other half across centuries. When he laid eyes on her again, he was certain: she is his. The problem? Another man, one he knows all too well, threatens to claim her first. In this tangled web of desire, rage, and destiny, love is never simple. Majesta, the name she now bears, must navigate shifting alliances, unravel hidden truths, and protect the world from forces that lurk in darkness. She’ll need magic, cunning, and a heart hardened by betrayal to survive. From scorching betrayals to tender reunions, from unimaginable power to soul-shattering sacrifices, Marked By Fate pulls you into a world where immortal lovers clash, ancient pacts unravel, and one woman decides who controls her fate.

It’s true what they say about marriage: one partner’s always happier than the other. ~~~ Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage. The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie’s long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back. Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan. Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.

“I don’t want to be here.”I let out, weakly and tugged my face away from his hand. God! Where had all the oxygen gone to? I was finding it hard to breathe and he kept pressing his body against mine. “You look adorable when you lie.” He held my chin, forcing me to stare at him. “I am sure if I were to wrap your legs around my waist and fuck you against this door, you’d take my cock like a good girl.” He drawled, his cold eyes spearing into my soul. Heat pooled between my legs and I shook my head. **** Forced to marry Alora Ramos, Gael Torres vowed to remain in a loveless marriage with her. He gave her his rules. She wasn’t allowed to feel jealousy or any other possessive feelings towards him. They were in an open marriage where they could do whatever they wanted. But Gael never imagined Alora truly having extra marital affairs. And he definitely never imagined her getting involved with his cousin, the ruthless Don Lorenzo Armani. She had always been the docile little girl who followed him around. And then he realized that he might just end up breaking his own rules. Was it too late to get her back?

Miranda wanted nothing but to make Maxwell the top one ranking business man all over the world. She hated the fact he was ranking second when he was supposed to be the best. She offered herself as his golden platter, she was going to take it upon herself in order for him to be the best. Miranda offered to be a personal assistant to Edwin a top one ranking business man in order to bring him down. Did Miranda succeed in her plans? Even if she did, what happened when love came knocking on her door? was it for Maxwell or Edwin? Would Edwin allow himself to be decieved and used by Miranda? find out!

🔞Mature Content 18+🔞: Dearest Spicy Reader, Life's too short not to chase every orgasm you deserve. This collection is packed with dirty, steamy sex, emotional tension, and all the filthy adult situations your fantasies crave. Dive in if you're ready to get hot and bothered. ---------- I climb up on the kitchen counter so we’re face to face. My skirt rides up high and shows my thigh-high stockings and garters. Shane looks down and freezes, eyes locked between my legs. His hand moves to my thigh and traces the garter strap. “Ivy.” His voice is rough now. “If I push your skirt up, am I gonna find your bare pussy?” My heart is pounding. I lick my lips. “If you want to check… I won’t stop you.” “Dirty girl.” He snaps the garter against my, thigh making me gasp. “You came here to get revenge on my son.” I don’t lie. “Yes.” He grabs my dress and pulls it higher. “I’d be a selfish bastard to fuck my son’s ex-fiancée.” I’m breathing hard. “Then be selfish,” I whisper, eyes locked on his. “Or should I call you… Daddy?”

He wanted freedom after breaking me. So I hired a stranger for one reckless night. But he's not a call boy. He's a mafia king who owns this city. Now he decided I'm his. No negotiations. No escape.