Wicked Book Age Rating Novels & Stories

B took another long gulp of whiskey. As he set the decanter down, not entirely sure he was ready to give up on the tip he was very much due, his light caught on an open book, a single unlit candle, and a box of matches. The book was splayed out in the center of the desk. A pair of small brass glasses with round lenses sat on top of the pages. B let himself fall into the deeply creased leather chair. WY had probably spent hours in this chair, pouring over his next big contract. B lit the candle and picked up the glasses. A passage in the book had been underlined with pencil.

CONTENT AND TRIGGER WARNING This collection contains extremely explicit, graphic, and highly erotic material intended for mature, consenting adults (18+ / 21+ depending on your local laws) only. By continuing, you acknowledge that you are of legal adult age and are choosing to read this content voluntarily. If you are easily offended, sensitive to sexual themes, or uncomfortable with intense depictions of sexuality, stop reading now. This book features:

HIGHLY RATED(18+) Author's warnings: THIS BOOK MAY CONTAIN HIGHLY SEXUAL CONTENT, ABUSE, ILLEGAL ACTIONS AND DEATH. IF YOU CANT WITHSTAND ANY OF THIS MENTIONED ABOVE, KINDLY PASS BECAUSE IT'S NOT FOR THE WEAK. --------------- Copyright ©️ 2022 by Precious Elohor

“And… I’ve thought about you spanking me. Hard. Until my ass is red and I’m crying, but still begging for more.” Ethan groaned and kissed her deeper. “Fuck, Lila. That’s hot. I’m going to make every one of those happen. We’ll start slow, but I want the full list. Write it down for me tomorrow. Every dirty fantasy. The dark ones, the shameful ones, the ones you’re scared to say out loud. I want them all.” He pulled his fingers out and made her suck them clean, tasting their mixed juices. “And after you give me the list… I’m going to start checking them off. One by one. Starting with the riskiest one you have.”

To my filthy girlies… this isn’t a love story. It’s a confession. Every story in this book is about women who were ‘good girls’ until they met a man who didn’t want good. He wanted wrecked. If you like it slow, go read a romance book. If you like it raw, if you like the sound of a spank echoing off a bathroom tile, if you like a man who looks at you like he wants to eat you alive… Then stay. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.

"Who says I thought about anything? Maybe I'm into p**n." "In that case, you can share your favorite videos." I blush slightly at the thought of him seeing the p**n I'm into. "Okay, thoughts it is. And if you don't?" "I'll tell you what I thought about." Based on the way he's looking at me right now, I'm pretty sure I know. God, is it sick that I like it? I mean, it's inappropriate and crazy, sure. But Scar's hot as hell, even if he is like ten years older than me and not my type at all.

“Geez, Una, I thought you were going to tell me you want to kick him out for wanting to replace that piece of junk of yours.” Una’s eyebrows furrowed. “Why would I want to kick out him out for offering to buy a new TV?” “I don’t know. But you’re capable of making some very weird decisions.” She shrugged. “Top three. Hmmm…” Liezel pondered to herself. “Okay, I know. You should watch Shakespeare in Love, Match Point and Unfaithful. Those two are my top movies for three solid straight years in high school.” “In high school?” Una scoffed. “I’m sure these movies are not PG-13. I’m sure your parents weren’t aware.”

If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex. If you’re a fan of fantasy series with werewolves, demons, vampires, witches, gods and whatnot, you can read THE WICKED GAMES, which is the first in the series called The Spirileaxus Saga. Unfortunately, none of the books in this series is standalone, so you have to read them in chronological order. You can also go for CURSED BLESSINGS. Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones.

"We also have a wide yard where Papa and I would play soccer and... and there is also a large TV and a room filled with a lot of books." "I also have a wide yard where you can play soccer all day. I also have a theater inside the mansion and a library probably bigger than the one in that bastard's house," Hyperion commented. "What is a bastard?" "Nothing. Don't say that word again. Your mom might kill me."

the bearded elder cut in, his tone noticeably more careful than before. “Yes, this story about vampires and ghouls is far-fetched. No undead creature has set foot in our town for hundreds of years,” added a balding elder with a strained smile. “And that is only thanks to the witch Persia Hallow and her protective seals. Which, may I remind everyone in this room, three of those seals have already been broken—thanks to your negligence.” Another voice rang through the hall. A fresh wave of gasps swept across the room. Some of the elders drew in sharp breaths at the sting of those words.