Velvet And Veneer R34

Carrie Tuazon built her reputation as one of Makati's most formidable editors-in-chief - sharp, ambitious, untouchable. But in chasing the cover story that could define her career, she stumbles into a world where influence hides behind velvet ropes and secrets are bartered like currency. There, in the shadows of power, she crosses paths with a face she thought she had left in the past: Andrew Lorenzo. Enigmatic, magnetic, and dangerously unforgettable. Old sparks clash with new ambitions as Carrie is pulled into a game she never intended to play. The question is no longer just about the story she's after, but about the man she can't seem to look away from. Will they collide, or will they burn each other before they ever get close?

Scent of Danger: Dark Lands book 3 Ever fall in love with the wrong man? With a body to make a young girl sigh and a voice like black velvet, Mathin is definitely the wrong man. He's not safe, he's not stable…he's not even human. Andrea doesn't know what she's getting into when she agrees to visit her granny. Swept away to another world by a man almost too hot to handle, she can't decide if it's a dream come true or someone's idea of a sick joke. Romanced by the light of the triple moons, entranced by Mathin's fiery kisses, will Andrea give up her home on Earth in exchange for something wild?

"I don't care if you're a spoiled heir or a pawn in his twisted game—tonight, I will decide my fate!" AMIRIAM roars as her world collides with danger, desire, and scandal. In a sprawling mansion where wealth hides dark secrets, the fierce and determined AMIRIAM, a devoted nanny to sweet little JAMES, finds herself entangled in a torrid affair with the enigmatic LUKE ODEN. Torn between loyalty and lust, LUKE battles the oppressive expectations of his domineering father, JACKSON ODEN, whose ironclad control over his inheritance fuels a legacy of broken hearts. In searing, shock-filled exchanges—like LUKE's biting retort, "You want to see me stripped bare, not just physically but for who I truly am?"—the story exposes a raw vulnerability beneath the veneer of high-society indulgence. Family ties further complicate the passion: the ever-watchful AMA, the supportive yet embattled CHRISTIANA and RITA, and even FRANK and OSSIAN PETE, whose past romances and betrayals echo through every heated encounter. Meanwhile, the seductive STACY enters the fray, her allure both a promise and a threat, challenging every boundary in this forbidden game of love and money. Hot, sweet, and unapologetically scandalous, Reckless Desires: The Oden Legacy is a searing tale of passion, power, and betrayal—a world where every whispered secret and incendiary dialogue has the potential to shatter lives and redefine destiny.

When tragedy strikes on the morning of her twin sister’s wedding, Sister Eva Caldwell, a devoted nun is forced into an unthinkable choice. To save her family’s name, she must take her dead sister’s place and marry billionaire Jeremi Moretti, a cold, calculating man with secrets of his own. But beneath the vows and velvet lies, Eva discovers that Ellen’s death wasn’t as simple as it seemed… and that Jeremi may have loved or destroyed the sister she’s pretending to be. Torn between faith and forbidden desire, Eva walks a dangerous line between truth and deception, until the mask she wears begins to feel more real than the life she left behind. A story of sacrifice, passion, and betrayal, where love itself becomes the deadliest sin.

"You like this, don't you?" His voice was dark velvet, wrapping around me, sinking under my skin. I swallowed hard, refusing to answer, but my body betrayed me-the sharp inhale, the way my lips parted, the way my thighs pressed together. He noticed. Of course, he did. He stepped closer, eliminating the space between us, his heat overwhelming. "Say it." I shook my head, a weak attempt at resistance. His fingers traced up my arm, slow, teasing, until they reached my throat. He didn't squeeze, didn't apply pressure-just let his touch linger there, making me hyperaware of my own racing pulse. "Liar," he murmured. I exhaled sharply. "You're too close." His lips brushed my ear, not quite a kiss, just a whisper of warmth. "And you're not stopping me."

In the heart of a modern metropolis lies Elysium, an exclusive BDSM club where the wealthy and powerful shed their masks and surrender to forbidden desires. By night, behind velvet curtains and gilded cages, Dominants and submissives dance in a dangerous symphony of pleasure and pain. Shadows of Desire follows a cast of lost souls drawn into Elysium’s seductive orbit: a newcomer aching to submit, a jaded Master with a dark past, a cunning Dominatrix guarding her secrets, a switch torn between roles, and a voyeur hungry for more than just watching. As decadent play turns to emotional entanglement, bonds of trust deepen – until whispers of betrayal begin to echo through the opulent chambers. In this world of consensual extremes, where ecstasy and agony blur, one hidden traitor threatens to destroy the sanctuary that binds them all. Secrets, obsessions, and power collide in a fast-paced, darkly seductive romance. Will love and loyalty survive when the truth comes to light, or will the betrayal lurking in the shadows shatter the fragile trust that holds Elysium together?

In my previous life, I was born at the stroke of a cold, pitch-black midnight on New Year's Day, an omen the old town whispered about. They called me a Deathbringer's child, destined to guide the souls of the stillborn to rest. From the age of six, I carried small coffins alone to the graveyard by the church, burying them in silence. Each time, when I reached into the velvet shroud that wrapped the tiny casket, I would find a golden coin resting inside. My mother sold those coins for money, buying my brother a grand mansion, while leaving me behind in the crumbling family house to keep doing the work. No one expected the world of Haunts to descend. However, those coins turned out to be tokens of command, keys that bound the Haunts of the apocalypse to my will. With them, I became the Empress of the End, feared by all, ruling with every resource at my command.

I couldn't tell him that I was pregnant. I was 18 confused and pregnant but still it was a secret from him. Five years later I’m confessing the truth to him but only because I have no other options, he is the only person that can keep us safe. I’m back but only because He is my last hope of getting through this predicament I find myself in. The plan is straight forward; Get what I need and get the hell away from him before I end up getting my heart broken by him again. I am going to ignore how my heart his smile make me feel butterflies. How his velvet voice turns me on. How his touch makes my Heartbeat faster. I can’t let Jace Harrington ruin me again, this time it’s not just my heart that is on the line but that of my little kids also.

Sated from their passionate deed, Jonathan Sheffield rises and gently scoops the worn-out Eloise Carter into his arms. He cleans her in the bathroom, carries her back to bed, and lets her settle in. Normally, Eloise will have fallen asleep by now. But she won't allow herself to doze off tonight, not before she takes out the birthday present she's carefully prepared for Jonathan. Jonathan is making a phone call out on the balcony when Eloise quietly takes out the present she has hidden. It's a red velvet box, containing the ring she plans to give him when she proposes. She inches closer to the balcony and is about to speak when she freezes. A shocked, male voice rings out from the other end of Jonathan's phone, which he's casually left on the balcony ledge. "What the hell? You must be out of your mind, Jonathan! You're planning to take Eloise's heart and give it to Sonia?"

“How Long Were You Going To Wait Before Telling Me?” He Demanded, His Voice Like Velvet Over Steel. She decided to try to bluff him out, then abruptly changed tack, choosing to attack him on his own terms. “I could ask you the same thing. How long were you going to wait before telling me you’d bought this building? I never stood a chance to buy out, did I?” “You would have known in good time, Blair. Now, it is not like you to be unwell, and I assume it can be due to only one thing. So, I will ask you again. How long were you going to wait before telling me you were pregnant?” “Until never!” “Wrong answer.” He covered the short distance between them in the blink of an eye. One arm curved around her back, holding her captive against his body. And darn it, her body responded instantly to his touch.