When They Touch Me

After three years of dating Nathan Foster, I thought I knew where we were headed. But he never proposed. Instead, he fell in love at first sight with my stepsister. His pursuit of her was bold and relentless, leaving no room for doubt. This time, I didn’t break down or wait around, hoping he’d return like before. I made a clean break. I threw away every gift he had given me, shredded the wedding dress I once secretly bought, and on his birthday, I left Riverdale behind. Just as I was about to board my flight, Nathan messaged me: “Where are you? Everyone’s waiting for you.” I smiled, didn’t bother replying, and blocked him on every channel. He had no idea that, two weeks earlier, I had accepted the proposal of my college senior, Eustace Cooper. When the plane landed in my new city, Eustace and I were ready to begin a new chapter of our lives together—as husband and wife.

A Billionaire, Frederick falls deeply in love with a broken woman, Kharis, who later becomes his maid. A billionaire and maid are not a perfect match right! And even though they fall in love, it is rare before such a relationship works out. Frederick is already betrothed to a model; Ivy and the wedding is in two weeks. What will happen after Ivy accuses Kharis of sleeping with Frederick’s driver, Lois? Will Frederick be able to fix Kharis after all? Will Ivy consider marrying Frederick with Kharis in the picture? Will Frederick’s parents let them be together? Will Kharis forgive Frederick and marry him?

Mia Anderson was known for her nonstop drinking addiction. With a strong will to make a life-changing diction that gave her the determination to be a successful businesswoman. With only small part-time jobs, Mia was able to earn a little money. With her mindset on a more Exclusive job, Mia signed up for an accounting position But unfortunately, with her terrifying background, which meant she has been rejected that opportunity evolved with her going back to her old habits that later turned into a terrifying experience she never thought would happen.

Catherine is a young woman blessed with everything a girl ever wants. Beautiful, exotic cars, designer wears and jewelry. Regardless of these she feels incomplete, like something is missing to make her life perfect. On her quest to find the answer, she found Adam. Her handsome, cold hearted, and arrogant boss. Could this cold hearted beast be her missing part, or is it something else?

Erotic stories that can rekindle the flame within each of us: desire. Prohibited for minors, very hot scene. Experience intense moments of desire and let the pleasure consume you.

"I want you to be mine." Davon purrs into my ear while his hand snakes up to my neck. "I want to be yours, too..." "Good. Then I shall fuck you till you forget your own name, little flower." His hand tightens against my throat.

After being sent back in time, Emma Horten did two things. The first thing she did was abandon her ungrateful husband and son; the second thing she did was set out to rebuild her career.

I’m the Vettori family princess. The only one. It was our fifth anniversary. A big dinner party at the estate. A waiter spilled red wine on my husband Marco, heir to the Rossi family. My best friend, Sofia, slapped the waiter. Hard. Then she was all over Marco, helping him out of his jacket. Her hand lingered on his waist. A second too long. I just stood there, watching. Sofia saw me. "I was just closer, that's all. Helping him clean up. Don't overthink it." I just smiled. Grabbed my glass. I went to make the rounds with the old dons from the other families. I would finish this night with my head held high. Later that night, Marco crawled into my bed, stinking of booze. His hands were on my waist. He wanted sex. I pushed him off. "The alliance is over," I said, my voice dead. "We're finished." Marco sobered up fast. His face went cold. "I'm trying to apologize here. You're divorcing me because Sofia helped me with my jacket?" I laughed. He didn’t get it. Not until I threw the proof of his betrayal in his face. Not until I cut him off from my family. Then he was on his knees, crying, begging me to forgive him.

My wolf had been wounded by silver. It took me two years to find a rare herbal cure. But before I could use it, my mate, Gary, gave it away—without hesitation—to my adopted sister, the Black clan’s darling, Jane. The healer told me I had only one week left to live. So, I made a decision: I would freeze my body. Preserve it. I donated myself to Jane’s Werewolf Research Facility—the one she took such pride in. The day I signed the donation agreement, my pup threw himself into my arms and said, “Mommy and Aunt Jane are finally getting along again!” My parents praised me, saying I had finally learned what sisterhood meant. Gary looked relieved. “You’ve finally let go of your resentment,” he said. “I’m proud of you.” I smiled faintly. Yes. I’ve finally learned to obey. I would return the title of Black clan heiress to Jane, and did my best to grant everyone their wishes. But it was only when they realized I could no longer fight back— when my body had been sealed away in cryostasis, cold and silent— that the regret began. Suddenly, they wanted to bleed for me. They wanted to compensate. They wanted to follow me into the grave. But where were they when I needed them, when I was still alive?

Sienna Greenwood I don't know which one hurts more. Loving him while he still loves his past or leaving him in the arms of his past. I thought I could cope with it but I realize I only fall into a darker pit the more I try. So I decided to let it go,to end everything because there was nothing worth living for. But he came once again and saved me. But only this time it was the Vice Versa situation. Only time will tell.