Victorious Scripts Novels & Stories

“Hold the fucking counter,” he growls. I grip the edge. He slams into me raw (one brutal thrust that punches the air from my lungs). “Fuck—Jake—” I choke. He sets a punishing rhythm, hips snapping so hard the cabinets rattle, cock splitting me open. “Quiet,” he snarls, spanking my ass hard enough to echo. “Your brother’s ten feet away.” Another vicious spank. Then another. My skin burns red. “Yes—Daddy—harder—” I sob, biting my lip bloody. He spanks me again and again, handprints blooming, fucking me so deep my toes curl. “You love this, don’t you?” he rasps. “Love getting wrecked while Tyler sleeps.” “Yes—fuck yes—don’t stop—” ** Naked Scripts is a compilation of thrilling, heart throbbing erotica short stories that would keep you at the edge in anticipation for more. It's loaded with forbidden romance, domineering men, naughty and sex female leads that leaves you aching for release. From forbidden trysts to irresistible strangers. Every one holds desires, buried deep in the hearts to be treated like a slave or be called daddy! And in this collection, all your nasty fantasies would be unraveled. It would be an escape to the 9th heavens while you beg and plead for more like a good girl.

I had been married for seven years when I invited my widowed stepsister, Mable Stark, to stay with us for a while. I never imagined I'd catch her flirting with my husband, Lester Kaine, on our balcony. Blinded by rage, I chose to end it all for the three of us. But when I open my eyes again, I'm back on Valentine's Day—the day she and I both fall into the water. This time, Lester doesn't hesitate to save Mable. Then, he hires paparazzi to take photos of me in explicit angles just to ruin my reputation. With my name dragged through the mud, my dad cuts all ties with me. Four years later, Lester returns as a world-renowned lawyer with the pregnant Mable. They cling to each other like an enviable, loving couple. When Lester spots me singing in a private lounge, he starts mocking me. "Erica, four years have gone by, and you've ended up singing in bars. "If you'd just admit you were wrong, I might consider helping you find a better job. You shouldn't have to waste away in a place like this."

Ever heard of the SPARKLES?? Or SPICE HIGH? You haven't,then let's take a ride, Spice high is a very popular music high school filled with lot of spices. This school is also attended by the popular SPARKLES making it even more popular. SPARKLES is a kpop Boy Band made up of Five Members,popular just after their debut two years ago. They are loved but it's really hard to see them in person aside when having their concerts. They are : 1)ROCKY Age:(18) 2)TRENT. Age:(18) 3)SEVEN. Age:(17) 4)FRANKIE Age:(17) 5)JERRY. Age:(16) ****** And then we have Roselyn,,an orphan who lived with her aunt. It's all miserable for her because she's only treated like an half cast even though she's not,,her aunt have two girls around her age,they are twins. They attend Spice High School, But they are really worst because they even treat Roselyn more like a slave. Roselyn is a freaking talented girl,she can dance and sing but she love dancing more than anything. It's her dream to become a kpop singer but her wicked aunt would never allow her. She attend one of the poorest public schools in korea But then,,Roselyn wrote a secret exam to get into Spice High, she passed and got a scholarship,,she decided to disguise herself as a boy without her aunt's knowledge just to attend this school to pursue her dream. Do you think she's going to succeed living two lives? One as a boy and the other as a girl What is her to be while living as a boy? Find Out😋

I never thought one broken promise could shatter my world twice. His name was Marcus. He swore he’d stay in touch when he left for that “year-long business trip.” Three months later, silence. No calls, no texts, nothing. On my birthday, drunk and done with heartbreak, I went home with a stranger. One reckless night. I slipped out before dawn, leaving a fake name. No more men. No more drama. Then the perfect job fell into my lap: personal assistant to Victoria Langford, a young, filthy-rich heiress. Live-in position, great pay, exactly what my sick little sister and I needed. I moved in, ready for a fresh start. Until I walked into her mansion and saw him. Marcus. In her arms. My fiancé was her boyfriend. Rage burned through me, but I swallowed it. I needed this job. He begged forgiveness, fed me lies about a big contract, how he never stopped loving me. Weak, stupid, lonely. I fell back into him. Secret touches, stolen nights, right under her nose. Then everything exploded. I came home to blood and sirens. Marcus swore he didn’t know what happened. But when the police started digging, he pointed the finger at me. How do I escape this? Who's the father of the child growing inside of me?

My breath caught in my throat as Roman’s finger grazed my chin, “I want you,” he whispers, “All of you,” I watched as his eyes flickered to my lips and back up to meet my gaze, “You are my brother Ronan,” I swallowed. “Stepbrother,” he drew closer, this time his breath was hot on my face. “This is wrong,” I managed to say, struggling to hide how obsessed I had become with his touch. His lips drew to mine, “Stop me if you don't want this, and I'll leave you alone,” he said and his lips pinned mine between his, sucking aggressively like he had been hungry for this. I didn't pull away, I didn't care, “Oh…,” I mumbled against his lips as I wrapped my arms around my stepbrother's neck. ~~~~~~ June Rourke’s life changes overnight when her mother marries powerful billionaire Victor Grayson. Forced to leave her old life behind, June transfers to an elite college she never wanted. On her first day, she clashes with a rude, arrogant boy, Ronan Grayson, only to discover hours later that he is her new stepbrother. Living under the same roof, tension builds quickly between them, turning every encounter into a battle. When a school project takes June and Ronan on a three-day trip, their hatred shifts into something neither of them expects. A single kiss changes everything, pulling them into a secret, forbidden relationship filled with tension and desire.

I used to believe silence meant peace. That if I endured long enough, stayed patient long enough, things would eventually fall into place. But the morning everything changed, I realized how wrong I had been. A room I had once asked for was suddenly cleared. Not for me. For someone else. For her. My husband didn’t hesitate when he said it. No explanation. No consideration. Just a decision that reminded me exactly where I stood in his life. I tried to ignore it. Told myself it wasn’t worth questioning. Until my birthday came. And went. No acknowledgment. No effort. Nothing. Just the quiet understanding that I no longer mattered. Then the truth found me. One moment was all it took to see everything clearly—the lies, the betrayal, the role I had been playing in a life that was never truly mine. So I signed the papers. I walked away from the marriage, from the name, from everything I had spent years holding together. I thought leaving would be the hardest part. I was wrong. Because walking away was only the beginning. And some endings don’t set you free— they pull you into something far more complicated.

After my death, I found myself inside a romance strategy game, where the system assigned me three male leads. If I followed its instructions and successfully captured the heart of any one of them, I would return alive and well in the real world. Drawing on my experience, I crafted careful scripts to win their affection. Yet, every attempt ended in failure. The reason was simple: each of them had already fallen for the dazzling heroine of their world. They hurled cruel words at me, as if wishing I would just drop dead. In the end, I fulfilled their desire—when my strategies failed, the system erased me. But the moment I died, they all regretted it. One by one, they begged the heavens to return me to them.

In a world of magic and power, Freya, a young Tribrid, must embrace her destiny or risk everything. As her powers surge, she seeks refuge at the Academy for Werewolves, only to face a deadly rivalry with the first Tribrid, with their powers locked in a fierce battle, Freya must confront the darkness within and make a choice: unleash her true potential or succumb to the shadows. Will she emerge victorious, or will the cost of her victory be her very soul?

Betrayed by the man she loved and sacrificed everything for, Isabella Laurent is left shattered when her long-time boyfriend, Ryan, tosses her aside for a wealthier, more connected fiancée. Once the devoted partner who tries to help him build his empire, Isabella is now branded a gold digger and humiliated in front of everyone she once trusted. But Isabella is not a victim. Returning to the Laurent estate, Isabella embraces the powerful heiress she was meant to be. With her sharp mind, unparalleled ambition, and unyielding determination, she vows to reclaim everything Ryan stole from her and make him regret ever crossing her. When a mysterious letter from Alexander Blackwood, her estranged fiance, and a ruthless billionaire, lands in her hands, Isabella finds her hands, and Isabella finds herself at the crossroads of revenge and redemption. Alexander, with his icy demeanor and untouchable empire, offers her a partnership that could change the game. Together, they form an alliance to take down their enemies, but their simmering chemistry threatens to ignite a fire that neither can control. As Isabella rises from the ashes of betrayal, she discovers that revenge is more than a dish best served cold; it's an art. And she intends to be its master. But in the game of power, betrayal, and love, who will emerge victorious? But in the game of power, betrayal, and love, who will emerge victorious?

My wife, Maeve Sinclair, has a weird fetish. She loves roleplaying as other characters. In her scripts, I'm always the OG husband who gets abandoned by the heartless wife. Today, Maeve will be the domineering CEO who's fallen in love with her assistant. Tomorrow, she will be the professor who has the hots for her student. Every time, she will make me sign a divorce agreement. The next day, she will laugh while ripping it apart. "Darling, this is just a game." But when my dad gets into a car accident and requires 200 thousand dollars just to undergo a life-saving surgery, Maeve is playing the role of a broke woman. "I'm a penniless woman who's gone broke, Neal. I don't have any money for your dad's surgery at all." I can only watch as my dad breathes his last on the sickbed. On the day of his funeral, Maeve approaches me with a young and handsome university student clinging to her side. "Darling, I've fallen in love with my student. Let's get a divorce." Then, she pulls out a document from her briefcase and passes it to me. This time, I refuse to wait for her to rip it apart.