Throbbing Novels & Stories

“You are mistaken!” I half-yelled and cupped my mouth before realizing this beast can still rip me into pieces. He took out his large claws and sliced through my arm. I winced in pain. A throbbing pain shot through my arm. “The lycan king never makes mistakes!” “I would rather die than serve you.” I spat. He smirked like a predator who had already won. ***** Rejected by the Alpha and branded weak, Aurora is sold into captivity — a maid for the cursed, ruthless Lycan King. In a world ruled by merciless wolves and ancient beings, survival demands sacrifice… and power comes with a deadly price. When Aurora’s hidden strength is unleashed, the Alpha who once shamed her is filled with regret. But the Lycan King doesn’t release what’s his without a fight. Bound by blood, betrayal, and forbidden Love, Aurora must choose: surrender to the darkness… or become the most dangerous force the realm has ever seen. Will she rise… or be destroyed?

He straddled me, his hips swirling in slow, maddening circles. His body was right there, pressing into mine, and I couldn’t escape it; I didn’t want to. His hands found mine and guided them to his chest, and when my palms touched his warm skin, I was gone. My pulse was a blur of frantic beats pounding in my ears, drowning out the crowd's cheers and whistles. With his face inches from mine, Alec leaned in. His breath ghosted over my lips, his smile, cocky, knowing, playful, and somehow tender all at once. “You okay there?” he asked with an amused tone, and I opened my mouth, desperate to say something—anything—but nothing came out. My throat was dry, my skin was on fire and my mind was completely blank. All I could do was stare at him, completely mesmerized by how his body moved against mine and that wicked smirk on his lips. Before I knew it, heat pooled low in my belly, spreading downward, and I instinctively clenched my thighs together to stop the throbbing that ignited between my legs, but it was too late as I dampened the soft leather.

"Ssshh. You made me cum twice already. I’m not leaving you untouched. I want to taste you, suck you, feel every inch of you deep inside me.” “Fuck,” Valtor growled, a deep velvety rumble that sent a pulse of heat throbbing through my core. “Who the hell taught you to talk like that?” No one. I never dirty-talked with Kallias. These words came purely after the fire Valtor ignited in me. ----- I was the happiest woman alive until my husband and my maid betrayed me in one night. Now I am no longer the good Luna they once expected me to be, but a wounded woman burning with vengeance. I am willing to give anything, do anything, even if it means striking a dangerous bargain with Valtor North, the handsome Rogue King whose reputation makes every Alpha tremble in fear. But fate made its twist again. An unexpected mad attraction rose between me and the man I should hate, the sworn enemy of my kind. The Rogue King. Torn between duty and desire, I face the ultimate battle. Can I survive the storm or will it consume me whole?

“You look so hot with my brother’s cock down your throat,” Alex whispered darkly before pushing himself into my throbbing core. I moaned around Logan’s dick with his hand wrapped around my hair as my head bobbled up and down, taking all of him into my mouth. Across the room, Blake was watching us with a dark and heated expression, the evidence of his desire in the huge tent in his trousers. ******* Scarlett’s life took a drastic turn when she had to move in with her mother’s new family. She never expects to be caught up with her new step-brothers, especially when they're cold and callous to her and treat her like filth until in a twist of events, they realize that they’re all mated to her and would do anything to claim her, including becoming sworn enemies. ***** This is a reverse harem werewolf story and that means the Female lead will end up with more than one partner. This is also a dark-themed romance story where the leads pursue the FL in dark and unconventional ways.

⚠️ Warning: ️ EXTREME HEAT WARNING ️⚠️ This book contains raw, unfiltered erotica, dark romance, taboo kinks, brutal BDSM, GAY, LESBIAN, and every filthy, dripping desire your depraved mind begs for. Enter at your own risk and come undone. L U S T R O N O M I C A A savage constellation of stories where desire burns hotter than dying stars and bodies collide in wet, brutal, unstoppable gravity. Between the endless black void and the slick, throbbing pull of total surrender, lovers crash into each other—cocks buried deep, cunts soaked and clenching, mouths hungry for every forbidden taste of skin, sweat, and sin. Every story is a savage gravitational fuck between dominance and delirium, pain and ecstasy, control and the wet, shaking moment you finally break. It’s a reminder that the most dangerous thing isn’t the fall into darkness… it’s how fucking good it feels to burn alive, screaming, while you come harder than you ever thought possible.

After my mother shot down my pleas to cover my medical bills the 100th time, I clutched my bone cancer diagnosis papers and trudged to the crematorium. "Hi, I'd like to reserve a cremation slot ahead of time," I muttered to the clerk. Half an hour ticked by before my parents and adopted brother arrived in their car. My dad, a forensic pathologist, cracked me across the face. "You're pulling a fake-death stunt now, just to steal the spotlight from your brother?" My mom, a hospital director, snatched the papers from my hands and shredded them into confetti. "Faking records using my credentials and tying up hospital resources? You've crossed the line!" My brother cried, tugging at their sleeves. "It's all my fault. I'll skip the amusement park forever. I don't need a thing. Just quit riling up Mom and Dad." I spun around, my hand pressed against my throbbing chest, and begged the crematorium staff. "Please, when it's time, cremate me and scatter the ashes in the river. I've got no family left in this world."

"You want to play a game, wolf? Fine, let's play a game. The game is called making that throbbing sensation between your thighs go away. " * Isberlt have been a rogue for as long as she can remember. After the death of her mother, and sudden disappearance of her father from being thrown out of the pack; Isberlt made it past the outskirts of the life she was used to, with a promise to never return again. Now living her supposed normal human life by being a medical assistant to one of the most intrigued scientific researchers world, Isberlt is finally living the life she wants. —The life that puts her werewolf gene behind. The life outside her past. But that's until she's caught by The Alpha King. The big, feral Alpha. An Alpha that's referred to as deadly. An Alpha that other Alphas bows to. An Alpha that loathes disrespect and disobedience. An Alpha whose name makes all others tremble. What could such an Alpha possibly want from a rogue like Isberlt? Just when she thought it couldn't get any worse; he unleashes his feral fury on her; Chained and strapped down of power. Will Isberlt make it through the brutal life that she's forcefully being dragged back into? Or will her contrasting attitude to that of the Alpha be the end of her?

"Tell me you don't want this, Vivianne..." Noah's breath warmed against my skin, his finger dragging against my aching clit, and his eyes locked on me. "I'll stop if you tell me to..." My waist arch, a soft moan slipping off my lips as he pushed two fingers inside me, a smirk curling at his lips. I should push him away... I should curse him, but I couldn't. My body betrayed me. I wanted him, I hated to admit it. How could my body want the same man who ruined my life? "No... Noah..." My breath stuttered, nails digging into the bed as desire washed over me. "Do... don't... touch... argh! Right ther...e... Fuck! Please don't stop..." "Where, V... Tell me where you want me to touch." He fingers moved inside me, teasing my inside. "Ri...right there... Fuck!" My hips jerked up, pussy throbbing with pleasure, walls tightening on his fingers... right before my orgasm tore through me...

“Beg properly,” he growled. “Please, Daddy,” I cried, voice breaking. “Please fuck your little brat’s tight pussy. I’ve been so bad—punish me with your cock. Stretch me open and fill me up. I’ll be good, I promise—just please fuck me hard.” At home, where secret desires burn hot, WET FOR DADDY brings you a hot collection of forbidden stories. Young stepdaughters grow up under the strong gaze of their powerful stepdaddies. Soon, care turns into raw hunger and wild need. From the busy boss who takes his naughty stepdaughter on his big desk, to the tough rancher who shows his curious girl how to ride more than horses — these tales dive deep into naughty, throbbing lust. Every soft “good girl,” every firm hand, and every secret night touch leads to explosive pleasure that breaks all the rules. Steamy, bold, and deliciously wrong, this book gives you pure taboo fun that will leave you wet, breathless, and wanting more. Give in to your darkest stepdaddy dreams — no shame, just hot, dripping fantasy.

Dean pinned her to the wall, holding her there with his whole body. His cock was throbbing, reaching for her, and he was barely holding it together. She was totally spread to him, completely open, her hips moving in small circles on him. Dean wanted to just rip away the barriers between their bodies, to put his mouth on those lush breasts and that pulsing pussy. He needed her in his bed. Now. ** Emma Cartwright doesn’t cry when she gets devastating medical news. She goes to a bar, and decides to have her first one-night stand. One reckless, anonymous night before real life, treatment, and fear take over. Just one night. What could it hurt? Dean Jessop has built his entire life around that rule. Since returning from Afghanistan, nothing lasts longer than a single night: not desire, not trust, not hope. So when Emma slips out of his bed before dawn, he assumes that’s the end. It isn’t. A month later, fate throws them back together. They make a deal: no strings, no secrets, one safe word to walk away. But rules blur. Feelings grow. And both are hiding truths that could shatter everything – Emma’s illness, Dean’s buried guilt from war. As their connection deepens, the question isn’t whether love is possible. It’s whether honesty will destroy it... and whether two broken people can survive telling the truth.