Wreck-it Ralph Oc Novels & Stories

He married the wrong woman… and broke the right one. Now she’s back, with the power to ruin him… or make him beg. Seven years ago, Emily Truce dragged a boy out of a burning wreck, then vanished before he ever even saw her face. By morning, her twin sister had stolen the credit… and the life that came with it. Now that boy is Carl Ben, a billionaire bound to marry the woman he believes saved him. But when a crushing family debt forces a last-minute switch, the bride at the altar isn’t Lydia, it’s Emily. The wrong bride. The unwanted wife. From the moment they marry, Carl makes his feelings clear. Cold. Distant. Cruel. He gives his loyalty to a lie and his attention to another woman while Emily fades into a life where she is seen, but never chosen. Until the night everything breaks, she discovers Carl's preference for his matrimonial bed is her twin sister and never her and he confirms it to her face while she laughs at Emily with him buried inside her. That night, she stops hoping… and finally walks away. She signs the divorce papers he has long awaited, secretly pregnant and disappears without a trace. Emily Truce returns no longer invisible, but powerful, remarried in an arrangement to a marriage she once ran from, to a billionaire who worships her. “You're mine, Emily, let the world burn if it dares touch you, you’ll breathe my love like oxygen for a lifetime" Nicole Ashfort vows. Now Carl Ben is begging, finally seeing the truth: she was the one who saved him. But Emily didn’t come back for love. She came for revenge, Ice-Cold, rich and brutal. And this time, she decides who stays and who she ruins.

“I shake the mountains, blew the wind, burnt the fire; but when you got me, you wreck everything of me.” —Rage Koughart Thompson A hopeless romantic, Graceian Herrit Simson is content with her simple life. Being so inlove with her long timed fiance, Bill Marco, she never wish something more. Now, their relationship lasted long for years now, believes that her fiance would be the one and last man who will come to her life. Although, unexpected things happened; doubt leads to mistrust, she just saw herself hiring a private investigator to check her fiance. There, she met the investigator, Mr. Thompson, who should be Mr. Baltemore. She induced him being the most rude investigator ever which she shouldn't supposed to. Rage Koughart Thompson, a CEO of Thompson Cruise Corporations, an indeed business minded person, have already announced to media that he had no time to such unnecessary things. For him, time is millions, not worth wasting for something or someone nothing to do with his life. Unfortunately, he just found himself keeping a woman who doesn't even do good to him. As an accident happened, his uncle, Brando Baltemore, the best private investigator needs to hide as his life is at danger. Rage took the old man's responsibilities, not expecting that he also need to make an effort for a useless woman. His wasted time for Grace is like a waste of millions on his hands. And an offended Grace, she can't admitted that even she's mad, her hopeless heart still love and hopes. She dealt fasts her long time fiance but dealing with a rude man were the worst. She tried to move on but little did she know, she played fire with fire. Her heart keeps on bouncing back to its cage like nothing had harmed her.

“On all fours, baby. Now crawl to Daddy,” His velvety voice filled me with need as I dropped on my knees and crawled to him. "What do you want,gumdrop?" A dark look of lust settled over his face and I tried not to shiver at the sudden chill that ran through me. "I want you to f**k me." I swallowed hard as thrills of pleasure coursed through my body.My eyes flitted up to meet his grey orbs again, they were burning with hunger and a dark fire. "Fast and hard.”A soft whimper escaped my lips as he reached for me. “That's my good girl.” ** ** ** ** Zella Carmichael spent years harboring a secret crush on the ruthless billionaire, Isaiah King—her godfather and her father’s best friend—while pretending it was nothing more than a silly dream. So when his charming son swept her off her feet, it felt like fate offering her a safer version of the man she could never have. But fate had other plans. Just days before her engagement to Isaiah’s son, Isaiah steps in with a truth that wrecks her world: for the next 360 days, she is his. Zella believed her father gave her away to protect her from Isaiah’s threats, however she was far from the truth. Behind Isaiah’s cold steel eyes hides a man who has always been obsessed with her. And behind her father’s words lies secrets so dark, it will wreck her world. Zella is pulled into a world of passion, twisted secrets, power play, sizzling lust and betrayal. Trapped between the boy who once loved her and the man she was never meant to want… who will get her in the end—father or son? When dark shattering secrets come to light, will their love survive?

Warning: Don’t open this book unless you’re ready to lose every ounce of control. Because this Alpha King will knot you so deep, pump you full, and ruin you for anyone else. And you’ll beg him for more while you’re still dripping his claim. This book is 100% raw sin and dripping heat. It’s not soft. It’s not sweet. It’s a brutal Alpha rut that’ll wreck your thighs and your mind. If you want gentle romance and pretty words, close this now. But if you want to be pinned down, knotted so deep you scream, slick pouring while he growls that you’re his filthy little secret… spread your legs and keep reading. Grab the lube. And surrender. ******************** At Rudolf Academy, Knox is the Alpha who rules the ice and the school. He hates Everett on sight—the pretty omega whose family murdered his sister. When Everett lands in his territory after barely escaping a pack-rape at his last school, Knox makes him an offer he can’t refuse: ‘be my bitch, warm my bed, let me use you whenever I want, and I’ll keep every other wolf off you.’ Everett says yes. He tells himself it’s survival. He tells himself he still hates the hands that bruise him, the mouth that claims him, the knot that makes him forget his own name. But then the lines on the pregnancy test turn positive. And the man who was only supposed to own his body suddenly owns his future too. Now the war isn’t outside the walls anymore. It’s inside Everett’s belly. And the only person who can keep them both alive is the same Alpha who swore he’d never feel a thing.

I open my mouth again but before I can say another word, Ryder lays a finger over my lips and shakes his head. “Who are you going to obey?” I lick my lips, the total command in his voice making not just my pussy but also my heart sing. “You, Ryder,” I breath. “Good girl.” ~ #1: Never kneel for the man who destroyed you. #2: Never let him see that part of you still wants to. Lila Mitchell has broken both rules within the first hour. Lila is an FBI agent on a dangerous undercover mission to pose as a submissive and rescue her kidnapped bestfriend from a ruthless human trafficking ring. But when her trainer turns out to be her ex boyfriend Ryder Kane, the man who shattered her heart twelve years ago, every wall she built comes crashing down. ~ Hi, loves! Before we begin… yes, observant readers are absolutely correct. This story takes place in the same universe as SIR and the Red Room still very much exists behind its infamous black doors. But no... it's not going to have any cameo from David and Nora unfortunately, since it takes place years after they leave the club. You absolutely don't need to read SIR first, but if you have, keep your eyes open for little easter eggs throughout the story 🙃 Now buckle up, because Ryder and Lila are about to wreck each other in the best possible way. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of smutty fiction and should not be construed as anything other than smutty fiction. This is not a how-to guide on BDSM, bondage, or relationships. The author does not claim to be an expert on anything kink related and urges interested parties to be smart, be safe, and do their own independent research on the topic.

Welcome to the anthology that will leave you soaked, shaking, and begging to be next. Twisted women who thought they could walk away untouched. Possessive, unhinged men who made sure they never would. These men come for you in the dark corners of your life. These men don’t ask. They take. They take you until your thighs shake and your voice breaks. They edge you with filthy touches until you’re begging for the penetration they withhold just to watch you break. And the women? They’re not sweet innocents anymore. They’re bad girls who teased too hard, virgins who secretly ached to be wrecked, heartbroken sluts who spread for revenge, secretaries who sabotage just to feel the whip of punishment, students who hack grades to earn a professor’s cruel cock. They fight. They curse. They hate how much they crave it. Then they shatter—screaming, dripping, marked, owned. Every story drips with taboo heat: Men that don’t share unless they decide you’re worth passing around. Women that don’t escape, but beg to be ruined again. Warning: If you like romance with feelings and fade-to-black, run now. If you want to be left soaked, aching, and haunted by possessive daddies who wreck you senseless and call you their filthy little slut… Open the book. Spread your legs. Let them ruin you. One touch. One bite. One night… and you’re ruined for anyone else. One page in, and you’ll be touching yourself like the desperate slvt you were born to be. EXTREME CONTENT WARNING!!! This anthology is pure, unfiltered dark erotica. If you are triggered by any of the following, STOP READING Dubious/non-consensual consent Age gaps Voyeurism Step-family/taboo Daddy kink & heavy degradation Public sex Gangbangs, double/triple penetration, reverse harems BDSM

Warning: This book is fucking disgusting. If the thought of getting your tight little holes stretched, used, and ruined makes you uncomfortable, close it right now and go read something vanilla. But if your pussy is already dripping and your thighs are squeezing together… keep reading, you filthy little slut. Throw away every safe, sweet romance you’ve ever touched. This collection doesn’t ask permission. It kicks the door down, grabs you by the hair, slams you face-down, and fucks you raw until you forget your own name. No slow burn. No gentle teasing. No fade-to-black bullshit. Every story starts fast, hits harder, and doesn’t stop until she’s spread wide open, stuffed full of thick cock, leaking load after load from every hole, and begging like a desperate whore for more. Stepdads and stepbrothers who double-team her while Mommy sleeps ten feet away, pumping her full of forbidden cum. Daddy’s closest friend blackmailing her with that slutty nude she accidentally sent, forcing her to cum on his fingers while Dad cheers at the TV inches away. Being gangbanged by drunk older men in the bar —every hole used, every load swallowed or pumped deep until cum runs down her thighs in thick rivers. Choking. Breeding. Gangbangs. Triple penetration. Degradation. Face-fucking. Raw, unprotected creampies that ruin you for any other man. If the thought of being held down and used without mercy while you cum so hard you see stars makes your cunt throb… You’re exactly where you belong. Turn the page, baby.. Your men are waiting. And they’re starving to wreck you...

“Hands on the wall, and stick your perfect ass out for me,” Cole demands. I lean my sweaty palms against the concrete slab and step my feet apart, bracing myself, as I bend my torso until I’m at a ninety-degree angle with my ass and torso parallel to the floor. Cole lightly slaps one of my redden ass cheeks, and a flame of desire mixed with pain bursts through my body. Everyone is gathered around now, watching. “Fuck her hard, Cole!” Someone yells. “Wreck her little pussy!” “Fill the little slut up!” All the taunts and comments are making me blush with embarrassment while my pussy gets wetter. •°• What begins as a sugar baby deal soon becomes a whirlwind of rough spankings, wicked bondage, and pulse-pounding group encounters, threesomes, foursomes, even gangbangs that leave Jacqueline trembling, breathless, and begging for more. As a top physics student, Jacqueline never expected her reply to a sultry ad would drag her into Cole’s orbit, a cocky financier whose magnetic charm was a trap and whose control was absolute. Every lash of his whip, every ruthless thrust, and every scorching gaze pulls her deeper into his dark world—a world where secrets simmer and desire burns hotter than she ever imagined. Now Jacqueline is caught between the thrill of surrender and the fight for her soul. Will she rise from the ashes of her corruption, or will she give in completely to his iron grip? Content Warning: Packed with BDSM, free-use fantasies, edging, humiliation, tantalizing toys, double/triple penetration, and flashes of F/f heat woven into blazing M/f seduction, Punished by Passion is not for the faint of heart. This is danger, desire, and dark romance at its most addictive, enter only if you dare.

I despised Dante Moretti long before he slid that ring onto my finger. Arrogant. Controlling. The kind of boss who could ruin my day with a single clipped order. I hated the way he spoke to me. I hated the way he watched me more. But walking into my hometown with his ring and watching my ex-husband’s face drain of color felt wickedly perfect. The elders wanted to see real love before selling their land. So Dante and I lied. We played the sweet couple. Except Dante didn’t touch me like a man pretending. At the Christmas market, his hand slid down my spine and stopped right where it shouldn’t. At dinner, he whispered against my ear, “If he’s watching, spread your legs a little. Let him see who owns you now.” I should have slapped him. Instead, my body answered him before I could breathe. He kissed my temple too slow and held my waist too tight. When the lights dimmed, he murmured, “Open for me.” “Keep your eyes on me.” “I want you shaking for me, not for him.” Somewhere between hating him and wanting him to wreck me, everything blurred. Because the man who barked orders in boardrooms had me whispering his name in the dark, Christmas lights flickering over his bare shoulders while he swallowed every sound I made. My ex wanted me broken. Dante wanted me ruined, but only beneath him. And the worst part was how easily I let him. Santa didn’t bring me a miracle. He gave me a sin in a three piece suit and I tore the wrapping off with trembling hands. As book one ends, book two: ON YOUR KNEES MR. BILLIONAIRE starts immediately

️ 18+ ONLY – EXTREMELY FILTHY, DARK, AND RAW ️ This collection slams you into a nonstop frenzy of primal lust, where boundaries shatter, holes get wrecked, and surrender tastes like sin. Dive into: Corrupted Heat — An omega’s heat gone feral. One ruthless Alpha and a savage Rogue King hunt her down, double-team her trembling cunt until she’s knotted, bred, and begging for more. Champions’ Celebration — Fresh off victory, the entire basketball team claims their prize: one eager slut passed around, stuffed, and dripping from every thick cock in the locker room. Cuckold Command — She drags a hung stranger home, forces her husband to watch, orders him to tongue her swollen clit clean after she’s flooded with another man’s load. Taboo Unfiltered. Stepdad rails his stepdaughter deep in the marital bed, wife snoring beside them, pounding her raw while whispering how much tighter she is than Mom. Forbidden Breeding — Stepsiblings locked in a forbidden fuck-fest, chasing that risky creampie until she’s swollen with their secret. Highway Heat — Two dominant female cops pull over a cocky trucker, cuff him, and take turns riding his face and cock on the roadside until he’s drained dry. The Wolf King — Lost in his territory, she meets the beastly ruler. Human form: commanding thrusts. Wolf form: feral mounting and claiming bites that mark her as his forever bitch. And plenty more depraved tales waiting to wreck you. Expect: Ruthless dominance, brutal possession, gangbangs that leave you gaping, taboo breeding, power play that hurts so good, dark claiming, multiple cocks stretching limits, creampies with no pull-out, primal marking, cuckolding humiliation, and zero mercy. These stories don’t tease. They fuck you senseless. Enter if you dare—your fantasies won’t be the same after.