Romans & histoires Unscramble Delight

I existed in monochrome. Then she walked in and set my world on fire. Now her name beats in my chest like a second pulse. And I won't stop until she's just as addicted to me.

“I am Alora Printer, Luna of the SilverClaw Pack and I demand you release me now!” I started, and those thick slashed brows raised in amusement. “Now, isn't that a delight? A Luna, caught in my rusty little cage with ugly metallic shackles around your fancy royal hands. Should we be afraid, Your Highness? Borrow weapons from our neighbors and sharpen our fangs as we await our impending doom?” His sarcasm was insulting, and had I not been in chains, I might have smacked him across the face for daring to mock me. ******** Betrayed by her husband, who heartlessly sent their five-year-old daughter into the forest to pick fruits for his mistress, Alora seeks vengeance, after her little girl is torn to shreds but her quest is derailed when Randall, the Alpha of Night Terrors, captures her. As ancient secrets unfold, Alora must choose between revenge and redemption, and decide if her sworn enemy is her greatest foe or soulmate.

Life was like a long thread, and the knot in it was a new beginning. Three lives. Three stories. But one shared fate. Ethan Lopez's life unraveled when he was accused of murdering Kaylee Anderson. On the day he was inaugurated as the CEO of Lopez Food Company, the murder occurred in Dylan Gabriel's penthouse, The Opulent Height. As the police continued their investigation, Ethan found himself targeted again, this time for kidnapping. This marked the beginning of the downfall of Lopez Food Company, benefiting their rival, Delish Delight Company. All evidence and leads pointed to Ethan until a new name emerged in the case: Blair Anderson, a seemingly ordinary baker at Lopez Food Company. Disclamer: R18+ This story may contain strong language, expletives, and mature content for adult readers, including themes of violence. It is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, businesses, places, or events is coincidental. This story is not intended to offend or defame any individual, entity, caste, community, race, religion, or to denigrate any institution or person, living or dead. Readers discretion is advised.

During a mission overseas, I shielded my younger brother from an explosion—only to wake up months later, my body broken, my mind trapped in the void of a coma. Grateful for my sacrifice, he repaid me by marrying my wife. When I finally clawed my way back to consciousness and rushed home, I found my son kneeling on the ground, sobbing as his college acceptance letter lay shredded in his fists. My nephew loomed over him, slamming a steel pipe into his back. "Lick my shoes clean," he sneered. "Who are you to think you deserve an education?" And there was my wife clapping in delight, dabbing the sweat from my nephew’s brow like a doting servant. "You’re just like your deadbeat father," My wife spat. "Born to be my stepping stone." My eyes bloodshot, I tightened my fists. Every last one of them would pay for this dearly.

Valerie was the love of Brian’s life but she saw his devotion as manipulation and despise him. After the tragic loss of her mother, Valerie felt she had nothing left to live for and vanished without a trace. Her step-sister, Jane, reveled in her disappearance. Seizing the opportunity, she wove a web of lies - accusing Brian of murdering Valerie. She whispered poison into his parents' ears, claiming they had been lovers before he turned violent. To her delight, they believed her over their own son. Now, Jane had one demand: marriage. To silence her and "protect" their family's reputation, Brian’s parents forced him to agree. But behind his cold obedience burned a deadly resolve - he would kill her before their honeymoon ever began. On the wedding day, Jane stood at the registry in her lavish gown, triumphant. Brian was ready to leave the house with his family, his heart steeled for vengeance. Then, a stranger appeared. A woman no one expected, with a pair of twins in her arms. Secrets will unravel. Blood will spill. And before the night ends, someone will die. Will Brian get his revenge… or will the lies destroy him first?

"My love?" I speak softly, ensuring my mate is asleep before slipping out to the balcony. I sighed in delight as I allowed the moonlight to embrace me, gifting me the warmth and mothership I desired. "My mother takes great care of me, even from so far in the sky." I said to the moon goddess, and was rewarded with a warm breeze. "Dear Mother Moon Goddess. Please... show me the way. Guide me in leading your people. You have forced me to love this mate of mine... how else must I suffer before I can lead your people properly?" The wind blew cold and I knew I was asking the wrong questions, or at least coming to the wrong conclusions. "You suffer because of me...?" I gasped and whipped around to see my mate standing in the doorway of the balcony, his massive gash wound from yesterday's battle still in place but healing slowly. "My love, that is not what I meant! I-I just meant to say that-" He silenced me with one finger to my lips. "I know... I know everything." My face fell immediately, I could feel the shock and terror settling into my gut. "No..."

R18 Helen Zachary’s life had always been tranquil and quiet, until one fateful windy evening. She was on her way to her boyfriend’s place to surprise him for his birthday when an unexpected event occurred. She found a young man covered in blood on the road. Helen wanted to help him, so she stepped out of her car and approached him, only to discover that it was a trap. He had pretended to be lifeless so as to make her feel pity for him. Helen was battered by the young man that night, and his companion raped her. Anger was the theme of the day, and she pledged to exact vengeance on the young man, known as Steven Alfredo, a Mafia boss. Steven had just escaped from prison, and he takes delight in seeing others suffer, but after meeting Helen for numerous times, he resolved to be a different person. ‘However, what happens when Helen confuses Steven’s twin brother for Steven? And if his twin falls for her, will she reciprocate the feelings and abandon her plans to exact revenge on Steven?’ ‘And what happens if Steven also falls for her? Who would Helen choose? Steven, his brother or her boyfriend?’

For Adults+🔞. What if my Mommy and Daddy do make po.r.n? What if he satiates a horny housewife and her twins? What is the mystery behind Mommy and Daddy? This was no ordinary diary... After a series of daring exploits, a mysterious event occurred. Read more to find out... NB: This book contains first hand stories/tales of horny couples and their erotic sexscapades. (Enjoy reading) *********** Excerpt... My hands stroked up and down her body, brushing those young titties of hers. I loved the feel of her plump breasts as I sodomized her with my big dick. I couldn't wait to tell my cuckqueen wife how much fun I had today. Ashley would suck my dick so hard as I told her the story. Then I would f**k her as she squealed in her delight at being cheated upon. She really was the perfect wife. I pumped away at Riley's asshole. I savored burying into her again and again. It was just a wonderful treat to f**k her like this. I couldn't get over how amazing her anal sheath felt squeezing about me. I would explode f**king this tight asshole. Just erupt.

I just closed a deal worth 50 million. The room did its job, so I went to the reception to check out, and I got myself a bottle of water worth 2 dollars. That very same day, I got an email from the company accusing me of misusing company funds. They canceled three months' worth of KPI from my records and fined me 5,000 dollars. I ignored that, thinking that it was a mistake some new guy in finance made. When I went to work the next day, my access card was denied. It was canceled. I couldn't even get into the building. Furious, I called my CEO fiance, but his secretary took the call instead. "How many times do I have to tell you to follow the rules when it comes to money? Did you tell finance about that bottle of water? No? Then that's against the rules! Everyone else follows the rules, so why can't you? You're a veteran!" The CEO chimed in, "Christina, you're a veteran of the company. You must be an example. You're not allowed back to work until you finish your 8000-word reflection and read it out loud at the all-employee meeting!" They tossed the phone aside, and a moment later, moans of delight and passion traveled through the air. Stone-faced, I hung up and called our competitor's CEO. "I've got a 50-million-dollar deal and a sales manager who just got fired for you. Are you taking that deal?"

The sound of footsteps fell on her ears, forcing her to turn around. Dhruv stood a few inches away, a white towel wrapped around his waist. Water dripped from his hair as he ran a hand through it. When his eyes landed on her, they raked up and down her body and his eyebrow lifted while his lips formed a tiny frown. "What are you wearing?" He said tilting his head. He did not look pleased. "Your t-shirt," said Shanaya and rolled her eyes. "And who gave you the permission to wear it?" "You did yourself when you tore my dress into two pieces." His lips curved in delight at her words but returned back to normal soon enough. "Did I? I don't remember it." He shook his head. "Hmm, blame your rusty mind. What was your intent anyway? To have me walking naked around your house?" He pressed his lips together, attempting but failing to keep the amusement out of his voice. "Maybe. That'd be a nice sight, I must admit." *** Shanaya Arora has lived her life peacefully without any drama, that is until Dhruv Kapoor, her ex decides to make a return after eight years, bringing along with him a storm of desire and a promise of companionship for a lonely soul like hers. Burdened with the weight of her past, Shanaya tries to avoid him, denying Dhruv another chance at breaking her heart. But fate has other plans.