The Holy Innocents Book

The Sex Doctor: Bestfriend Crush ( Book 2) This book contains Steamy mature contents, not suitable for Underage. **** Thirty years old straight self-made billionaire playboy Roth Dimitri only has one agenda in life, that is to never fall in love with any woman irrespective of her skin colour, body shape, and never to get married. He love Women, Roth was 100% straight, he is the Sex Doctor of NYC, a pro in the game, endowed in every areas, he love the scream of pleasure from women as he takes them to that secret place, only him is capable of taking them to. But someone is around the corner, watching, wanting, Aroused, panting and lustfully desiring. He wants Roth, he would get Roth, he would taste Roth, he would change Roth. Tristan is ready to risk everything and anything he has to make Roth his, he's ready to risk even the ten years of them being Bestfriend.

“Come on sweetie, don’t stand there acting like a saint. Two can play this game, you know,” I said to her. May walked in on her boyfriend in bed with her best friend, Sheena after he’d previously called off their wedding on a false account of infidelity on her part. Shattered by a combination of rejection and betrayal, she is determined to let go and heal but then a few weeks after, she is brought back to square one when she finds out she is pregnant with Drew’s baby. How would she receive this devastating news? What becomes of her after having the baby and she falls into the trap of Nelson, a manipulator and evil man? What happens when Drew discovers his whole life has been nothing but a lie and he’s been cajoled into making these decisions all this while? What becomes of his relationship with Sheena when he discovers her plot and the heartbreaking secret that had patterned his life all these years? Read to find out!

Eloïse Woods, who adheres to her mom's footsteps in becoming an Ankara fashion designer, Meets the elegant embodiment of a telenovela model. Like water to a dying plant is this mysterious man to a desiccating heart. Eloïse breaks the suffocating chains of her dad's guidance as she plunges into the arms of the first man she decides to donate her heart to. A building begins to crumble, Fingers are pointed, Someone is used, A heart is broken. Can every broken heart really be mended? Romance/Mystery

Isabey left him with Louis. She chooses her side. It was up to her to make the right decision at the right time, but she left him. The betrayal of his mate was so cruel that it not only destroyed his pack but also destroyed him... After the unwarned attack on the Black Thunder Pack, the rogue Alpha destroyed the pack with the help of a girl. Isabey was his mate, but she was the reason behind his immense suffering. Louis Brat thought he had killed his biggest opponent; she realized that she loved her mate. But it was too late. Isabey lost her consciousness and she thought he was dead... And she closed her eyes thinking the story was ended... But the story didn't end yet...

The ice doesn’t lie. Neither does the hunger. Isaac Corres is done being the quiet shadow behind a hockey superstar. When Derek Coleman dumped him in the middle of a championship run, he didn't just break Isaac’s heart—he ignited a war. Isaac isn't looking for a rebound; he’s looking for leverage. And he finds it in the most dangerous man on the ice: Santiago Vega. Santiago is the Warhawks’ Enforcer—a predator in pads, a wolf who doesn't play by the rules and certainly doesn't do "romance." He’s a wall of muscle, cold authority, and suppressed rage. When Isaac approaches him with a proposition for a fake, high-stakes rivalry to humiliate the man who betrayed them both, Santiago doesn’t refuse. He takes the bait with a growl. But the line between strategy and instinct is razor-thin. In the neon-soaked, frozen tunnels of the San Antonio Ice Arena, their deal turns into a scorched-earth affair. Every stare is a challenge; every touch is a claim. Santiago is used to controlling the fire in his blood, but Isaac’s defiance is the one thing he can’t break—or stop craving. As the series heats up and the physical toll of their "arrangement" turns into a primal, 18+ game of dominance and surrender, Isaac realizes the truth: Santiago Vega wasn't looking for a pawn. He was looking for a mate. The cameras are watching. The fans are screaming. And on the ice, where the air is thin and the secrets are lethal, Isaac is about to find out exactly what happens when an Alpha decides he’s done sharing. One goal. Two hearts on the chopping block. And a heat that’s about to shatter the ice.

Louisa Woods, after discovering she wasn't the biological daughter of the man she had been calling dad for nineteen years, but that of her mum's secret lover Conrad, becomes every man's sexy, attractive worst nightmare. Love knocks; Things change when Mason, her teenage one sided lover, returns from Australia looking ten times more attractive than when she lastly set eyes on him. Will her loathe for him plus, her loathe for men give him a chance with her as they work hand in glove with each other? There is a skeleton in every cupboard; Louisa and Mason both have secrets which they might end up spilling to each other or forever remain speechless as long as Hawaii can accommodate them. You must read 'Married to a stripper' to facilitate understanding

He was running very wildly dodging the branches, trees and sharp stones on the way his black shinning fur was waving with the cold air, his canines elongated, Alpha was grunting and grumbling running behind a wolf that was running in front in high speed, it was his violet eyes that was shining bright in the night... the anger was evident in his eyes, it felt that he will the wolf running in front... he was going to tangle the wolf but the wolf with brown fur stopped at the end of a cliff. The wolf turned around to see the black one, his muzzle was high, his eyes shining bright it felt he smirked looking at the brown wolf... the black wolf move towards the brown one, he took one step backward then he shifted into a boy with brown hairs, light blue eyes, and shinning white muscular body... "Alpha!!! let me go... I will never do the same mistake again, Please," the boy said looking in the eyes of the black wolf.The wolf moves ahead towards the boy growling loudly showing his sharp canines, the wolf was going to jump on the boy when he listened to some moment behind him in the bushes..."Alpha let him go!!! my brother didn't do anything!!! It was me who stoled the proofs," a girl's voice came from behind.The wolf ear perked upwards, he turned around to see a beautiful girl standing behind him, his nose smelled the air to find a very pleasant smell...(Marcus she is our mate!!!) Alpha Marcus wolf mumbled in his mind, his wolf Magnus eyes scanning the girl in front of him...

My name is Emma Brannigan. Just as my relationship progress hits 99%, Jake Sterling convinces me to sleep with him. The next instant, the system's sharp warning rings out. "Emma, Jake's affection level for you has fallen from 99% to 60%! He's clearly unhappy with your performance." I spiral into self-doubt and try every possible thing to improve myself. One day, I overhear Jake bragging to his friends. "Emma still doesn't realize that I can control her progress however I want. "It's exactly like training a dog. When she does well, I raise her score as a reward, and when she slips up, I lower it to push her to improve. "The first time she slept with me, I wasn't satisfied, so I dropped her progress to 60%. "I bet she's already thinking about how to do even better for me next time!"

Sweet warning, my darling sinner… These pages are dripping with the kind of temptation that will make your thighs clench and your prayers turn filthy. Once you start reading, you won’t want absolution—you’ll beg for more sin. Reader discretion is strongly advised. In shadowed confessionals and candlelit cathedrals, forbidden desire ignites again and again… She kneels in nothing but a sheer black lace nightdress that barely hides her hardened nipples, wrists bound in leather and silver chains. “Forgive me, Father,” she whispers, voice trembling as the cold rosary beads slip between her slick folds. His deep voice answers from the darkness: “No forgiveness tonight, little lamb… only my cock teaching you how to worship.” Another night, another altar. A different priest’s strong hand slides under her nightdress, fingers circling her swollen clit while his lips brush her ear: “You came here to confess your sins… but your dripping pussy already told me everything.” And in the moonlit sacristy, she’s bent over the holy table, nightdress hiked up, collar tight, as he growls against her neck, “Every time you moan my name, another angel loses its wings… now scream for me, baby girl.” Ten scorching stories. Ten powerful priests. One deliciously wicked collection of priest-sinner BDSM romance that will leave you wet, breathless, and aching to be ruined. Leather. Chains. Rosaries used in ways God never intended. Unholy pleasure has never felt so heavenly. **Indulge. Submit. Sin.** Ready to kneel for every single story? Turn the page… and let them all ruin you.

Warnings 🔞Enter with caution. This collection explores taboo desire, power imbalance, infidelity, and morally complex relationships between consenting adults. Boundaries will blur. Lines will be crossed. Not every choice is meant to be justified—only felt. If you crave stories that are safe, this isn’t for you. If you crave stories that linger under your skin… Welcome. Rules weren’t just bent. They were broken—slowly, deliberately… and sometimes in broad daylight. Desire doesn’t wait for darkness. It strikes in quiet offices, behind closed doors, in places where it shouldn’t exist— and between people who know better. A stranger who was never meant to matter. A marriage that wasn’t yours to touch. A connection that should have stayed buried, ignored, denied… but didn’t. These are stories of consenting adults who step past the line—and keep going. Not because it’s right. But because it feels too good to stop. This collection is not soft. It lingers. It tempts. It dares. It darkens makes your toes curl and gets your mind messily hot. Because some cravings don’t fade in the light. They follow you. Sit with you. Whisper again. And once you’ve tasted them— you don’t forget. You don’t regret. You want more