These Violent Delights Kindle Novels & Stories

*“That’s my good little thief. Beg for the cock that’s going to own you. Tell me how much you need to be hunted. To be broken.” Elara’s free hand flew to her tits, pinching and twisting her painfully hard nipples until tears streamed down her cheeks. She was beyond dignity now. The city outside her window—honking horns, distant sirens, the endless pulse of millions of lives—felt a thousand miles away. There was only this: her soaked, trembling body, the demon’s cock splitting her open, and the golden thread pulsing brighter with every thrust.

And the spells were only for one thing. Sex. I flipped through all the pages, dumbfounded. There were pictures of naked people with arrows pointing to boobs or pussies or cocks, and instructions on the spells to cast to make them bigger or tighter or thicker. My jaw dropped when the next page I turned had a picture of a woman being fucked hard in the middle of a pentagon, by a wonderfully handsome man with horns and a tail. No shit. Demon sex.

The pain drove me to spit out more hurtful words in retaliation, "If you want to rekindle old flames, wait until I'm done enjoying myself first. Tommy Fox will always have to settle for what's left of you. Isn't that slutty of you, pretending to be all virtuous?" Natash Yael's dryness fueled my madness even more. Without any restraint, I thrust forcefully, causing a sudden dull pain. Her body's renewed strength triggered frantic struggles. From a distance, it looked as if two beasts were entwined, tearing at each other—bloody, violent, and infused with a relentless determination to the death.

Ecca’s legs shivered upon feeling his lips over the sensitive clit. [Book title: Marked by the demon] - Available on Alpha-n0vel

*********** Once more, this is my specific kink. It's absolutely fucked up but it gets me off so here we are. You've been warned. Nothing about this is remotely okay in the real world, but it's hot as shit in fiction. This is a slower burn than usual, but big pay off. It will only be two parts. ***********

Wala man lang akong magawa para iligtas ang taong mahal ko. Pinahid ko ang luha ko. May narinig akong pagsabog kaya napapikit ako. Pagmulat ko ay parang nabunutan ako ng tinik ng makita si Zykiel sa sinasandalan namin kanina na nakaupo. Mayroon siyang suot na bulletproof. May sariwang dugo na umaagos sa noo niya pero balewala iyon sa kanya. May hawak din siyang dalawang rapid fire gun sa tig kabilang kamay.

she said sarcastically and he rolled his eyes. "So you killed her you coward!" Jasper replied instead and she laughed. "Oh you mean Stella?!" She said as she moved the chair backwards and stood up. "Yes " she whispered as she walked to the front of the table and leaned on it with her hands across her chest . "I killed her " she whispered. "And I enjoyed every bit of it " she said. "I enjoyed her voice screaming for help while I fired bullet into every part of her body before finally killing her " she said as she released her hands and pulled out the chair in front of the table and sat on it again

Austin felt awesome with the food I ordered. She almost ate half of the orders and I'm glad that she's enjoying it. I felt proud of myself for how I manage to tame this young girl with my billion-dollar money today. For me, I wanted this not to end but to think that I haven't got what I want. She made me felt hard again. "Here drink this," I said and offer her the red wine. I wanted this moment to be perfect. I want her drunk as I took her virginity above this metal table. I want to hear her screams in ecstasy and begs for my hardness inside her. That's what I desire with her.

WARNING, LOVES. This isn’t your sweet cinnamon roll romance. Inside these pages, you’ll find obsession, dubious consent, stalking, emotional manipulation, violence, and a heroine who doesn’t just break the rules—she lights them on fire. There will be blood. There will be spice. There will be twisted minds doing twisted things in the name of love (or something like it). If that makes you uncomfortable, close the book. But if you like your romance dark, your villains deliciously unhinged, and your morals tied up and begging for mercy...

Sophia’s POV “The devil had no one that good. I crept into the cave, slowly taunting my prey before I attacked. He screamed and I laughed. It always tasted so much better when the victim was scared,” my inner voice recited as I read the book. I closed the novel and placed it on the table. I was sitting in the garden house on the big property in the morning. With hair tied loosely at the back, giving more reveal to the pearls around My neck.