Warren Kissing Booth

"No stop. We should not be doing this. You are Noah's brother and my boss" Esme murmured and tried to push Leo away. But he didn't budge. He pinned her to the glass wall in his office and started kissing her. Her protests drowned with his kiss. ....... Esme stood on the Altar alone, waiting for the groom who dissappeared. Standing alone on the Altar on her big day should have been devastating. That too when the groom was her best friend of fifteen years and fiance of four years. She should have seen this coming. And she should be a crying mess. But she is not. Strangely, she is feeling relieved. Her gaze fixed on Leo Ashford, her Fiance's elder brother. The wrong brother she fell for. The brother she shouldn't be thinking about. The brother who is off limits. The last man to whom she shouldn't have lost her virginity to. 'I promise Esme, I will cherish you this time' she remembered Noah's promise from just a few hours ago. She felt bitter, because he couldn't even hold his promise for even a day.

After three years of marriage, I finally got pregnant—my mafia husband treated me like his queen. Every day felt like heaven, until she came back—his first love, Eloise Rosenveil. On his birthday, after answering Eloise’s usual call, he turned to me and said softly, “Darling, you’ve been working so hard carrying our child. There’ll be too many people at the party—I don’t want you to get hurt.” But that day wasn’t just his birthday. It was our one-thousandth day of marriage. So I decided to surprise him anyway. I baked a mango cake and went to the party. Only to find him playing a kissing game with Eloise, surrounded by laughter and cheers. When he rushed to explain himself, Eloise, consumed by jealousy, pushed me—and I lost the baby. With the child gone, my heart died too. Since he had always loved his first love, I decided to grant his wish and walk away. But why… why did Lawrence lose his mind searching for me everywhere after I left?

Scarlet Collins received a job offer from AC hotel. Aiden Thompson, her fiancé let her work in New York, but he told her to come back one month before their wedding. The director of AC hotel assured her that it is not connected to her ex-boyfriend, Xian Montealto, the CEO of AC Company but it turns out that director lied to her because she will work as a secretary of Xian. Working as secretary for her ex was worse than she imagined. Almost every day, she’s reporting inside Xian’s room while he’s making love with different girls. Seeing him kissing another girl was breaking her heart, but she needs her job. “How long will you do this to me?" Scarlet whispers, her voice choked with tears. "Why, Scarlet, does it hurt you?" His words are laced with cruel amusement. "You can fake your tears too, what a great pretender!" As Xian delves deeper into the reasons behind Scarlet rejecting his wedding proposal, he uncovers a truth that could change everything. Will he find a way to stop her impending marriage to Aiden and reclaim the love he lost? Or will the shadows of their past forever keep them apart?

I’m the Blackthorn family’s top surgeon and their “cleaner.” I’ve handled countless messes for Evan Blackthorn. I was also his secret lover for five years. He was inside me more times than I can count, holding me tight as I came apart, kissing me with an obsession for my body he never bothered to hide. It all ended after sex one night, when he said with a casual laugh, “I should get a wife, Rachel.” “And maybe you should find a good man and get married, too.” I wasn’t angry. I just quietly said, “Okay.” In my last life, I insisted on staying by his side. It got me both my hands broken, my career as a surgeon shattered. In the end, during a raid by a rival family, he left me behind as bait, holding his brother’s widow, Sofia, tenderly in his arms. So this time, I learned my lesson. I stayed away from him. Found a new man, just like he wanted. But this time, the always cool and calculated Mafia Don lost his mind.

“This fire could consume us both, ‘querida’.” Slowly, he kissed each knuckle of her hand, causing zings of pleasure to curl up and down her body. “Once I start kissing you, I might never stop. Ever!” A shudder of pleasure went through her at those words. Pleasure… Desire… Fear. “Come,” he said, “it’s late. It’s time for bed.” Have you ever wished you could start your life all over again? Spain… Marbella… a tall, dark, handsome man. This seemed the perfect start to a unique love story. And it was... for a while. The gorgeous heiress Calleigh decides to go to Spain for a short vacation. Once she arrived here, she fell under the spell of the powerful and breathtaking Spanish tycoon Gabriel De León in a hot-blooded encounter that took away her soul, heart, innocence… and memory. Gabriel looked everywhere for Calleigh Swanson and found her in a hospital, lost and lonely. Her betrayal left him angry and disappointed. So, what better way to punish the woman who nearly ruined him than to marry and destroy her body and soul? Only she's now carrying… his child.

Carissa s'était occupée de ses beaux-parents, utilisant sa dot pour améliorer le quotidien du foyer du général. Mais en retour, son mari avait cherché à se marier avec une autre générale, car selon lui, seuls ses mérites, ses exploits militaires et ses rêves pouvaient être compris par cette autre générale. Cet homme, Amance Warren, à qui elle avait consacré presque toute sa vie ainsi qu'à sa famille, la raillait : « Carissa, c'est grâce à Aurora et moi, grâce à notre bravoure face à de féroces ennemis, que tu as un train de vie aussi extravagant. Tu le réalises, ça ? Tu ne seras jamais aussi noble et admirable qu'Aurora. Tu ne fais que jouer des tours mesquins : des insinuations perfides, des calomnies doucereuses, des médisances déguisées en éloges et des dissimulations naïves, passant toute la journée à bavarder avec une bande de commères. » Carissa Sinclair, silencieuse face aux paroles déchirantes de cet homme, a quitté la maison. Le champ de bataille … Il avait raison. Elle avait presque oublié sa vie militaire, submergée par les bagatelles domestiques, se perdant elle-même. Après tout, elle venait d'une famille militaire. Elle était aussi une générale. Le fait qu'elle préparait les repas et faisait le ménage pour son mari ne signifiait pas qu'elle avait perdu son talent pour manier une lance !

I was Don Victor’s secret wife for five years, hidden away like a dirty little secret. He made me a promise. Give him an heir, and he’d show me to the world. I’d be the Donna everyone envied. But there was a catch. A lie. His doctor told me I was barren. Victor held me while I sobbed, kissing my face. "Baby, we can still do IVF. I want a child from you. Only you." So I took the pain. Five years. 999 needles. I was finally pregnant on Christmas Day. I ran to his office to share the news, only to find him buried deep inside another woman. Julia. A Mafia princess from another family. The betrayal hit me. I turned to leave, tears in my eyes, but then I heard a truth I couldn't escape. "Don't you worry, my princess. The baby in Maria's belly? It's ours. Your egg, my sperm. She’s just the perfect vessel." My hand trembled. I backed away, silent. Then I made a call. A lawyer. "I don't care what it costs. I want a divorce from Don Victor."

I've planned seven wedding ceremonies in total, and not once has my fiance, Zachary Gardner, ever shown up for it. The first time, his adopted younger sister, Louise Foster, bursts into tears because she lost her passport at the airport. It was the dead of winter, but he dumped me by the side of the road and left me. The second time, Louise's dog sprained its ankle. Zachary stuffed the ring back into its box and rushed to the animal hospital to accompany her. Every time I argue with him about it, he declares nonchalantly, "We can get married anytime, but I can't let Louise be upset." Everyone around us agrees with him, saying that we're all family anyway, so I shouldn't be so petty. None of them has seen Zachary and Louise kissing fiercely on the dance floor. Today is the seventh wedding ceremony. Once again, he turns to leave after getting a call. I grab the corner of his shirt and say in a choked voice, "If you leave this time, Zachary, I won't marry you anymore." He stops in his tracks and peels off my fingers. "Wait for me," he says before rushing off. What he doesn't know is that this time, I won't be waiting for him any longer.

‼️🔞WARNING: Readers advisory. Sex, Smut, Cravings, Cock, Temptation all packed in one erotic adventure!! I have always imagined my 34-year old stepdad behind me fucking me, kissing the nape of my neck slowly, deliciously, hands gripping on my waist pulling my flush to him. I arched my back for more pressing my butt cheeks on his erection. Fuck. I could feel the way the buldge press against my butt, making my pussy swollen and aching for more, instinctively I moved my hips grinding slowly to ease the painful desire I felt. Wanted him to reach for my nipple, squeeze and pinch until a small moan escaped my lips, slowly let his tongue slid down from my neck to my breast. Craved for him to stop then gave a wicked smile and suddenly grab my nipple in his mouth sucking and biting it. My body trembled. Not from fear. But want. Pleasure. My thighs glistened, stained from sheer arousal. Who says love can't draw you to the forbidden one. Olivia has always been obsessed with her stepfather- Lucian. A 34 year old with a cock that would rip her into pieces, But still she yearns for him, Craves for him. Join the smut fun!

"Oh, sorry, I didn't let you know earlier, she is my girlfriend, i had never loved you!" that was the words from Torian that shattered Lola's heart into pieces. Lola's life came crumbling the moment she met her boyfriend, Torian smooching and kissing another lady at his birthday party, he has been her childhood boyfriend and they grew up together falling deeply in love with each other, that was what she thought not until that day. Lola was so heartbroken and couldn't get over it, To forget the pain, she got herself drunk in a bar and had a crazy one night stand with a hot, sexy and charming man. It was just to forget the heartbreak and it helped her forget it, but then, that night with him couldn't leave her head. What happens when she meets him again in her new school in New York but this time he turned out to be her teacher, a strict and cold-hearted one feared by every student. What do you think will happen when he recognizes her? what happens when they falls deeply for each other, even as her teacher? They must avoid each other as the love is forbidden but it seem like fate has something for them.