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Everything happened too fast after I completed the sentence, one minute I was staring at the back of Damien's head, and the next minute I was pinned against the wall. His face was so close to me that I could feel his minty breath, "You can try to run but I will always catch you, you can try to hide but I will always find you. Get one thing clear, Nora, no matter what road you take it will always lead you to me." I licked my lips unable to utter any word. His thick eyelashes fell on my lips and my heartbeat sped up instantly. "Are you scared of me, Nora?" the corner of his lips curled up giving me a full blown smirk. I gulped, "No," the word came out weak between my shallow breaths. I tried to keep my face stoic even though my nerves were no longer in my control. I shut my eyes tightly as his face inched forward. I inhaled a sharp breath feeling his soft lips on my ear, "Then why is your heart beating so loudly?" ......................................................................... Eleanor has it all, loving parents, a good career, everything is presented to her on a silver platter or that's what everyone thinks. What happens when she gets tangled in a world she never knew existed because of a prince who seems to hate her but can not let her go. Will she ever be able to get her normal life back or will she become a part of his ruthless plan?

Rainy nights in Sicelia were always thick with the stench of rust and gunpowder. Rumors had circulated that the newly appointed Don of the Romano family, one of the most powerful mafia clans, had been badly disfigured in a fire. His temper had grown brutal, and three fiancées had already been driven to terror. When the news reached the Deluca family estate, my so-called sister had collapsed in tears and begged me to take her place and honor the engagement. I had watched her act in silence before kicking her to the floor. I had said calmly, "When I was brought back into this family, you were afraid of losing your status. You rushed to secure the marriage alliance to protect your position. Now that your fiancé is disfigured and you can't bear to face that scarred monster, you want to shove me into the flames instead?" At that moment, my childhood sweetheart had burst through the door. He bent down and helped my fake sister to her feet, his concern plain to see. "Elena, don't be so ungrateful," he snapped. "This marriage was yours from the beginning. Now it's simply returning to its rightful owner. Tomorrow, I'll be holding a grand wedding with Rosa. As for you, you can obediently go and serve that monster." My parents had stormed in as well, pointing at me and cursing without restraint. As I looked at the selfish faces before me, I drew a slow breath. Resolve hardened in my eyes. "Fine," I had said quietly. "Then all of you can come down to hell with me."

Warning: 18+ Dark Romance "Dont let me use the spare key Orlanda, or you are gonna be doomed," he uttered coldly and now, she could sense he was more than pissed. The air felt thick, charged with the tension between them, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. She braced herself, knowing fully well that this small act of defiance would not go unpunished. But for now, she had locked him out, and for the first time since being his prisoner, she felt the slightest taste of freedom. "Do your worst! I'm not scared of you," she yelled. ~~~~~ Orlanda never asked for Carlson Jacobi’s help, but when the ruthless gangster saved her months ago, he demanded repayment; betray his stepbrother, or warm his bed. She swore she would never surrender herself to such a man, and so she chose betrayal. But when her plan failed, Oswald Dino Escobar, the billionaire she worked for, and Carlson’s greatest enemy, made her pay the ultimate price. He bought her from her family, not as a servant, but as his property. His possession. His punishment. His little pumpkin! Oswald was a man who had once loved and lost Sophia Lawn, the woman who shattered him, the woman whose death turned him into a beast. And when Orlanda entered his world, he saw in her a vessel, a shadow of what he lost. But the deeper she was pulled into his dark empire, the more secrets surfaced. Secrets that could ruin them both… or bind them forever.

He took a step forward and she took one back till she felt her back slightly hit the wall behind her, smirking he placed a hand on the wall because he knew he had her where he wanted. As he leaned in she turned her face slightly feeling him nibble on her earlobe, the butterflies in her tummy did flips as he did it again and again before mumbling something that seemed to be "you have no idea what you do to me" "Princess look at me" Asher said in a husky voice that set shivers in her body then singer his finger to raise her chin . Opening her eyes she peered at him through the thick of her lashes and was surprised to see some emotions flash through his eyes, ever since she met him it was the first time she had seen it, he was always good at hiding it, even emotions like fear and anxiety but it was no surprise with all going on in their lives at the moment then something flashed and this time she definitely did not want to believe it, "could it be lo..? " , " no it can't be, he said it himself" she assured herself . Meet Kayla Anderson a young lady who will never had believed she'll eventually fall in love with the arrogant billionaire playboy Asher Black especially as their marriage was a contract but then again life is unpredictable ,you never know when Cupid will strike and damn! it was a nice shot cause they both fell head over heels. Join the rollercoaster ride, make sure to fasten your seatbelts because this ride is going to be a little bit bumpy and enjoy yourselves.

“You say you hate me,” he growled, his voice brushing her ear like a thorn. “But your scent tells another story. Your arousal is so thick that it chokes the air between us. Tell me, open your mouth. Say you need me, and I will fuck you in every way possible.” “I… I would rather… die,” Elena trembled, the wave of heat crashing over her as his breath burnt against her cheek. ~ ~ ~ Four years ago, Elena Vale ran. She fled from the mate she once loved, the Alpha King, Darius Veylor Thorne after betrayal and heartbreak shattered her world. She left everything behind, her title, her pack, and the secret she carried beneath her heart. Now, fate drags her back. A broken bond hums to life the moment he finds her, standing at another man’s funeral in a city far from their world. And Darius is no longer the man she left behind. He’s darker. Colder. A predator wearing the face of her once-lover. He wants her back, not for love, but for vengeance. But when the mating ritual forces their souls to bind once more, the truth begins to unravel. The lies that tore them apart were never hers to begin with. And when a blood-soaked betrayal returns from the shadows. One that will challenge everything they thought they knew about loyalty, love, and power, Elena realizes something horrifying, To survive Darius, she must either accept the bond… or destroy herself first.

My boy friend Caleb Ford's childhood sweetheart, Julia Leclair, is losing her hair from chemotherapy. So, he orders me to cut mine off and make her a wig. "Julia's allergic to synthetic wigs. You've been growing your hair for ten years—it's perfect." I refuse, but his friends tie me down. Someone shaves my head to the scalp, buzzing through my thick, glossy hair until nothing's left but a butchered mess. Julia sits in her wheelchair and laughs, saying I look like a toad. Caleb smiles and nods in agreement. He adds with a chuckle, "It's just some hair. Was that really necessary?" But back when I was bullied for having uneven, choppy short hair for six straight years, it was he who stood in front of me. He had his arms spread wide as he shielded me from harm. Now he's the one wielding the blade. One by one, their little circle chimes in. They tell me not to hold a grudge against someone who's sick. Caleb snaps impatiently, "Stop trying to talk sense into her. She can get lost! Did you see that fit she threw over a few strands of hair? It's not like they won't grow back." I turn around and walk away. I never look back. Later, I hear that Caleb begs for my forgiveness by kneeling his way up 9000 steps until his knees are ruined.

“Fuck! You’re so thick… give me every inch of that beautiful cock.” The other person's voice echoed right then, and I froze as the moonlight spilled over their profile. Blonde hair, damp and messy… my brother, Hunter. No! My body stilled as if my heart had stopped beating, my lips numb as I whispered their names. “Nikolai? Hunter?” *** With her job covering the cost of a luxurious week-long year-end retreat, Reva was looking forward to a well-deserved vacation that she hoped would provide a reset and opportunity to relax. But after a wild night of partying, she awoke to discover her husband missing from their bed. Disoriented and hungover, she stumbled through the villa, drawn in by strange sounds. Following the sounds, her world collapsed at the sight of her husband and brother tangled in the dark. *** Humiliated and shattered, Reva nearly made a fatal decision—until she was saved by the last man she ever expected: Dr. Levi Price—her boss. The brilliant neurosurgeon and cold, untouchable heir to the powerful Price medical empire presented Reva with a shocking revenge plan. “Let's pretend we're dating and show him something he never expected to see." Reva knew it was reckless. Dangerous even. But she quietly said, “It's the craziest thing I've ever done, but let's do it and show the bastard." A fictitious relationship between boss and employee should have been straightforward. Just a performance. *** But what happens when revenge turns into obsession, and fake love becomes something neither of them can escape?

Gina and I were just ordinary werewolves in the Silver Claw Pack. Our incomes were modest, but we married well. Her mate was the captain of the Silver Claw Pack patrol unit. Mine, the fire squad leader. They grew up together—childhood friends—and were the youngest golden duo in the Werewolf Alliance. On the day we married, our mates each bought us a luxury high-rise apartment on the top floor of the central castle, side by side, with the promise of sharing life and death together. That is, until that fateful night. Rogues broke into the central zone. Chaos reached even the upper levels of our building. The tower caught fire. Amidst the thick smoke, I sent a desperate mind-link to my mate. He blocked it. Turns out, both our mates were busy shielding their shared first love, Lifu. They ignored our calls for help. Gina dragged me as we ran. She was six months pregnant; her pup was already kicking from the panic. Her mate never showed up either. We made it to the stairwell, where we were trapped for five hours. Toxic fumes filled our lungs. I went into labor too early. My pup didn't make it. Gina bled for three days in the hospital. Her pup was gone too. Meanwhile, our mates were digging through the wreckage—twenty-four hours straight—searching for Lifu's lost dog. That was it. Right then and there, Gina and I looked at each other and knew. We were done.

Warning🔞: This book is pure filth. If you get uncomfortable when innocent good girls get corrupted, stretched, and turned into desperate little sluts, close this right now and go read something sweet. But if your pussy is already getting wet at the thought of being touched by the wrong man… keep reading, you naughty girl. No gentle romance. No slow teasing. No fade-to-black. This collection goes straight for the throat. Every story throws a shy, inexperienced 20-year-old girl into the arms (and hands) of powerful, dominant older men who know exactly how to break her. Watch as strict stepfathers teach their virgin stepdaughters “special lessons” at night when she can’t sleep… professors who turn academic punishment into raw, desk-fucking sessions… and other forbidden men who claim what doesn’t belong to them. Expect intense fingering that makes her legs shake, oily massages that turn into deep, stretching pleasure, thick cocks ruining tight virgin holes, creampies, degradation, and good girls learning just how much they love being bad. She’ll cry, she’ll moan, she’ll beg… and she’ll cum harder than she ever imagined possible. If the thought of forbidden touches in the middle of the night, risky secret encounters, and being completely owned by a man who should never have her makes your thighs squeeze together… Then welcome home, baby. Turn the page. Your darkest fantasies are waiting… and they’re going to ruin you so good.

Because I saved my husband during a car accident, I lost my eyesight. He wept, promising to treat me well for the rest of our lives to repay my sacrifice. I cooperated with the treatment wholeheartedly, hoping for a full recovery. But on the day I finally regained my sight, I stumbled upon something that shattered my world. In our marital home, his first love lay beneath him, her flushed face betraying the passion of the moment. Their bodies intertwined, and the air around them thick with stifled moans—a vivid tableau of infidelity. "She's just a blind woman. Why haven't you divorced her yet?" the woman murmured impatiently, her voice laced with disdain as she moved against him. My husband, immersed in pleasure, still mumbled an excuse. "My love, just a little longer. Soon, we'll be together openly…" I turned and left without a word, pretending I had seen nothing. As I walked away, I remembered the witch's sacrificial ritual in the misty forest—only a few days away. My husband's betrayal cut deep, carving wounds I couldn't ignore. I made up my mind to return to the forest, to embrace my identity as a witch once more, and to sever all ties with him. Yet, after I disappeared, word reached me that he was searching for me everywhere like a madman. Rumor had it he had completely lost his mind.