Novel & Cerita Too Turnt Tony Age

Hot daddies too obsessed to let go, women ruled by lust and desire, and stories so hot that they'll melt you right off your seat. Lora is obsessed with her father's best friend, Genevieve can't help how wet she gets when her ex-husband’s uncle gets too close, and Ashley will do just about anything to be in her step daddy’s bed. What happens when lust mixes with danger and these women have to fight not only the consequences but also the lust that they can't seem to control? WARNING- Highly erotic content ahead. Forbidden . Praise kink . Dominant×submissive . Age gap . BDSM . Command kink . Taboo.

Claire finally signed the divorce papers to escape a marriage that was already dead. But hours later, a devastating car crash wipes the last five years from her ruthless billionaire husband's mind. When Raphael wakes up, he doesn't remember the coldness. He doesn't remember the tragic miscarriage that shattered them. And he certainly doesn't remember the divorce. He only remembers being fiercely, desperately in love with his wife. Suddenly, the emotionally absent CEO is gone, replaced by the affectionate, protective man Claire thought she lost forever. He looks at her like she is his entire world. But for Claire, every sweet touch is a ghost, and every perfect promise is built on forgotten pain. Raphael is finally the husband she always begged him to be. But how do you love a man who only wants you because he forgot how he broke you?

She never chose him. Her family chose for her. An arranged marriage. A life she never wanted. But she tried… she truly tried. She loved. She hoped. She forgave far too much. Until the day she discovered two betrayals at once her husband’s… and her best friend’s. That was the day her heart shattered completely. But something else was born inside her, too. She will learn to rise. To become a woman who says no. A woman who stands on her own. A woman who never looks back. And when another man enters her life simple, gentle, patient. she discovers that real love exists. The kind of love that doesn’t hurt. Her husband will understand… too late. Because she won’t return. This time, it’s over. This time, it’s too late to love her.

Bianca Barley spent six years believing that love was worth every sacrifice. To support her husband, Dominic Brown, she hid her identity as the heiress of the powerful Barley Group and endured the constant disdain of his family. No matter how often she was overlooked, she convinced herself that her marriage was strong enough to survive it. Everything changes at Brown Holdings' annual charity gala when Dominic publicly prioritizes his first love, Selena Whitmore, over his wife. The humiliation that follows forces Bianca to confront a painful truth: the Brown family never respected her, and Dominic never valued the sacrifices she made for him. After a public scandal shatters her remaining faith in the marriage, Bianca signs the divorce papers and walks away. This time, she refuses to beg for love or acceptance. Returning to the Barley Group, Bianca reclaims the identity she abandoned years ago. Her sudden return sends shockwaves through Manhattan's elite circles and attracts the attention of Enzo Davenport, Dominic's powerful rival. What begins as a strategic alliance soon grows into something deeper as Bianca rebuilds her life and discovers her own worth. But when Dominic realizes exactly what he has lost, he is determined to win her back, even if it is already too late.

My mother was a player in a quest. Once her mission was a success, she exited this world, leaving me behind with four fathers. The first was a billionaire CEO. The second was a famous movie star. The third was a world-renowned doctor, while the fourth was incredibly powerful and influential. My four fathers spoiled me rotten for sixteen years, giving me everything I ever wanted. That was until three years ago when Sadie, the daughter of the one that got away, returned. Since then, my four fathers believed her over me. Sadie claimed that my mouth was filthier than a dog’s, so they threw me in the dog kennel and fed me dog food. When she accused me of rallying the other students and bullying her in school, my fathers got me expelled and hired three street gangsters to beat me up for months. Once again, Sadie insisted that I pushed her, and as a consequence, my fathers locked me in a cage for three whole days in the name of teaching me a lesson. As I lay there in hunger, my mother’s voice rang in my ear. “Niamh, do you want to come back to Mommy?”

I was Randy Johnson's contract wife. For five years, I tried every possible way to make him fall in love with me. But aside from showing me concern in bed, he ignored me the rest of the time. When a piece of equipment at the amusement park fell and struck me, the first thing he did was rush to his beloved first love. She was startled but unscathed. Yet, he rushed her straight to the hospital. When a towering cake display collapsed on me, leaving blood streaming down my arm, he still chose to comfort his first love, who merely had a stomachache. Since he loved her so deeply, there was no reason for me, his contract wife, to stay. So I let him go and freed myself in the process. I chose to study abroad, vowing never to see him again for the rest of my life. I never expected… this time, he would be the one to regret it.

Cold divorce papers. A shattered heart. And a man who realized her worth far too late. For three years, she endured a loveless marriage, clinging to the hope that one day he would choose her. But the moment his first love returned, he didn’t hesitate. He cast her aside without a second glance. Even her final, desperate question couldn’t make him stay. So she walked away… burying her love along with their past. Years later, she signs the final divorce papers from a hospital bed, ready to erase him from her life forever. That’s when the untouchable CEO breaks. In front of everyone, he falls to his knees, his voice trembling as he begs her not to leave him. He once let her go without regret. Now, he will do anything to have her back. But some wounds don’t heal… And some love stories don’t deserve a second chance.

On the night Alice Laurent discovered she was pregnant, her husband handed her divorce papers. After three years of marriage, Vaylen Morgan had finally gotten back the only woman he had ever loved — his ex-fiancée who disappeared before their wedding and destroyed him. Alice was never the woman he wanted. She was only the woman who saved his life. Heartbroken, Alice asks for one final thing before signing the divorce papers: one real memory with the man she spent three years loving alone. But that night ends in public humiliation, betrayal, and the final destruction of her marriage. So Alice disappears. Vaylen thinks she is just another woman walking out of his life. What he does not know is that Alice leaves carrying his child… and hiding a secret powerful enough to shake his entire world. Because the quiet wife he discarded was never ordinary. She is Alice Laurent — heiress to one of the most powerful families in the world. Years later, Vaylen meets her again beside a little girl with his eyes, another man at her side, and a life that no longer has room for him. Now the man who once wanted freedom from his wife is desperate for another chance. But this time, Alice may never let him close enough to break her again.

After I was kicked out of the house, my sister, Nicole Thompson, and I met at a nightclub five years later. She was the VIP client who spent millions to celebrate Michael West's, her godbrother's, birthday, while I was the male host in the hype team. We didn't talk to each other the whole time until she saw me chugging two bottles of whiskey for a 500 dollar tip. When she saw my pallid face, she questioned coldly and unhappily, "You'd rather do this disgusting job than come home and apologize? Jack, you really are unbelievable!" I just smiled indifferently and held out my hand to her. "500 bucks. Cash or Venmo?" Times had moved on, and I no longer wished to bring up past grudges. However, the 500 dollars I had just earned was just enough for me to pay the balance due for my cremation urn.

My best friend loved playing 'jokes.' On my birthday, she projected my worst photos in front of everyone, saying she just wanted to 'liven up the mood.' When I was on my period, she deliberately gave me a defective pad. Even when she saw the stain on my clothes, she said nothing–claiming she was helping me 'get more attention.' After I started dating, she edited my photos into suggestive images and spread them across social media groups, pricing them like a product. When I finally snapped and confronted her, she just laughed. "I'm just helping you test your boyfriend," she said. "If he doubts you, then he doesn't really love you. How can you blame me?" Later, a man used the information from those posts to track me down and harm me. I did not survive what followed. However, when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day she first shared those images.