
Claimed By My Brother's Best Friend
All her life, Brianna Fletcher had been running from dangerous men. But when she got an opportunity to stay with his elder brother after graduation, there she met the most dangerous of them all. Her brother's best friend, a mafia Don. He radiated danger but she couldn't stay away. He knows his best friend's little sister is off limits and yet, he couldn't stop thinking of her. Will they be able to break all rules and find closure in each other's arms? ****************************** "Your pussy is dripping for me, begging for me to use it." His deep voice sent shivers down my spine. He nipped my skin and pulled me up to sink me down his length. “You are going to take every inch of me.” He whispered as he thrusted up. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good. Is this what you wanted, my dick inside you?” He asked, knowing I have been fantasizing about him since the beginning. “Y..yes,” I moaned.

Accidentally In Bed With My Ex's Uncle
Accidentally murdered the bride? Check. Forced to marry the cursed Alpha who’s lost six wives? Check. Now wearing her dress, dragged to his bed, while the pack waits outside for proof he’s fucked me raw? Double check. Remi was just trying to catch her cheating boyfriend in the act. Instead, she tripped, ripped lace, and cracked a skull. Now Alpha Nero Blackwater owns her. “Bride for bride,” he growls. “You owe me a wedding… and a womb.” The curse kills his mates before dawn. Unless he plants an heir fast. But something’s wrong. What if there was never a curse at all? One night to survive. One claiming to break everything. One Alpha who’ll fuck her senseless… even if it’s the last thing she feels.

Standing before love
“Imagine if both your wife and your lover fell into the water at the same time—who would you save first?” Remembering what her friend had said a few days ago, Myra felt her heart ache so acutely it threatened to suffocate her. She stood stiffly in the banquet hall, the exquisite knee-length blue dress she wore clinging to her wet body, making her look like a drowned rat. When the company employees in the hall saw her, they began to whisper and snicker among themselves. She didn't have to eavesdrop to know what they were saying about her. “She’s trying to climb the corporate ladder by sleeping with her boss…”

Daddy One Shots
"Rip my ass apart, Daddy! Fuck the shit out of me! God, yes!" "So fucking tight, Jenny. No matter how many times I fuck your ass, it's always like the first time... Are you being good for daddy? Keeping other dicks out of this perfect ass?" "Yes, Daddy. Only yours," she moaned... ### Plunge into a filthy taboo erotica collection where daddies (step daddies, daddies-in-law, and other forbidden fruit) crave and claim their teasing little girls in raw, boundary shattering steamy shorts. Loaded with intense dirty talk, dubious consent edges, high risk exposure thrills, possessive breeding kinks, degradation and humiliation, and scorching incest. Please take care of your mental health. It gets dark and twisted in here... ### A conflicted step daddy wrecks his stepdaughter's holes on his marital bed while his wife lurks nearby. A blind step daughter is tricked into fucking daddy. A daddy fucks his step daughter on her wedding day... to his son. Billionaire daddies. Don daddies. A daddy that fucks his son's girlfriend... in front of his son. ### Indulge in these and other dark fantasies with twist endings that will stay with you. She begs for daddy's brutal cock. He can't stop stretching his filthy little girl. ***All characters are over 18. Explicit content ahead. 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised.

He Planned My Fall, Then Fell for Me
Ella gave seven years of her life to her husband. He gave her nothing in return. When she loses everything, the one man her ex-husband fears most offers her a deal: learn to fight back, and he'll help her reclaim what was stolen from her. There's only one problem. He's not helping her out of kindness. He's been waiting for her. For ten years, Gavin Hale has been preparing for revenge, and Ella is the perfect pawn in his plan. What he never expected was that he would fall in love with the woman he intended to use. But what will happen when Ella discovers that he approached her with a purpose from the very beginning? Can she forgive him? And can she still love him?

Lost in Lust with the Daddies {steamiest- Short stories compilation}
"Bend all the way down for daddy" he moaned and I did as daddy said while taking his hot cock into my pussy. "Oh, my god, daddies cock taste better and sweeter than honey." I moaned as his hot cum erupted in my cunt. This is an extremely collection of high-heat romance of erotic forbidden daddies stories. {BxB,BxG} Not for people under the age of 18. Note: the stories are highly sensitive and forbidden romance without filter.

The Dying Bride
Elara Voss, a vampire and true Death’s attendant fated to return to the Underworld at 18, is overlooked by her clan—who believe her frail twin Celeste is the cursed one. Her centuries-old betrothal to Lucien Ashbourne is broken so he can wed Celeste, and Elara endures cruel penances to “bless” her sister. Dismissed when she warns of her own impending fate, Elara suffers betrayal from Lucien and her family until the Crimson Eclipse. As she succumbs and returns to the Underworld, Lucien realizes his mistake too late. In death, Elara embraces her role as Death’s attendant, while her family and Lucien face eternal punishment for their betrayal, and Elara finds freedom in her true destiny.

The Billionaire's Son Chose Me!
After a brief appearance at a birthday celebration, Ayra Carter's life took a drastic turn when the famous billionaire's heir chooses her to be his new mum.. "I like you a lot so you have to come home with me and be my new mummy" Arya's heart warmed as she stared at the cute little boy in front of her.. "Cutie.. Why don't you pick again?... I'm about to get married" "My son chose you and that's final! Become his mum!" A loud authoritIve voice broke into the room.. Now what???... Not him! Mr Kyle Anderson! The man who doesn't take no for an answer..

secret story
Everyone has a story, I have a story, you have a story, but our stories will never be the same no matter what we live. This is a story that I lived from my childhood until I was a teenager. A passionate story. Don't worry, I'll tell you everything.

No Roses Left to Burn
Seven years of marriage, and I had never once sat at a Marchetti family table. Not on Christmas Eve. Not on Thanksgiving. Not on New Year's. Every holiday, Luca left before sundown and came home the next morning with cigar smoke in his collar and wine on his breath — traces of a world I was never allowed to enter. He always said it was tradition. Old blood. Sicilian rules passed down through generations: no outsiders at the family table. No exceptions. Not even for a wife who took the Marchetti name. I believed him. Every single time. Until the night before New Year's Eve, when he asked me to check the tire pressure on his Maserati, and I found three photographs wedged behind the owner's manual in the glovebox. All three were taken in the Marchetti private dining hall — I recognized it from a picture his mother had shown me once. Vaulted stone ceilings, a mahogany table long enough to seat forty, and the family crest carved into the mantle above the fireplace. In every photo, the same woman stood beside my husband. Her arm through his. Her hip pressed to his side. His hand on the small of her back with the kind of ease that doesn't come from politeness. It comes from habit. I sat in the driver's seat until the steering wheel turned cold beneath my fingers. There was no tradition. There was no rule. The place beside Luca had simply been taken — by someone who wasn't me. And he'd lied about it for seven years.

Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection)
“You’ve been imagining me doing this to you, huh, toy? Making you scream and cum?” he taunted, his fingers fucking me harder, his grip unrelenting. They shouldn’t want it. They shouldn’t do it. But they always do. This collection dives deep into the dirtiest corners of desire, obsession, control, and the thrill of being caught. Every story pushes boundaries, blurring lines between danger and ecstasy, pain and pleasure, power and surrender. The women in this book want to be fucked in every hole to cum relentlessly and fucked till they have cum dripping down their legs. Make Me Wet is dark, explicit, and unapologetically filthy, a forbidden fantasy you’ll wish was real. So sit back, relax and of course get wet!

Wet Hot Desire ( A Collection Of Steamy Stories)
A scorching hot taboo erotica collection that will ruin you in the best way possible. Rated 18+ mature content. Wet Hot Desire Erotica Steamy Collection brings you a a mix of raw, unapologetic short stories where fantasies aren’t just imagined, they’re lived. Behind every door is a moment where control slips, tension snaps, and pleasure takes over. Strangers meet with one goal. Ex-lovers face what’s still unfinished. Friends cross lines they swore they never would. These stories are fast, hot, and messy in the most erotic way. You’ll find dominant men who don’t ask twice, women who want more and don’t hide it, and nights that blur into mornings with no regrets. PS… This is not for children, too hot to handle for nerds too… only a psycho can hop on…..

MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND AND HIS FRIEND MAKE LOVE TO ME
Oh yes, can you imagine for a second what a mother's husband is capable of? Can you imagine for a second how the husband of a mother can partner with his friend to fuck his wife's daughter no matter how old she is? Then read this story which is mine. Yes, my mother, never having seen my father again, remarried when I was only fourteen. Can you imagine what followed? Can you imagine that MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND AND HER FRIEND LOVED ME? These two guys, they are so fucked, I swear. I'm sure you'll get a hard-on, but take it easy. Have a good reading.

Unknown Divorce: Revelation Beyond Time
Charlene Ross, a woman whose marriage to Thorne Henderson is marked by distance and neglect. On her birthday, Charlene returns to Goldland, hoping to spend time with her husband and daughter, Jasmine. However, she is met with indifference and discovers that Thorne is preoccupied with another woman, Vesta Hawkins.
My Husband Humiliated Me with His Mistress—So I Destroyed Him Overnight
Ten years of marriage, and my husband moaned another woman's name in bed. His secretary showed up pregnant. My son ended up in the ER because of their negligence. Everyone said I'd never survive without him. Then I dropped the mask. I pulled out the evidence of his affair, the records proving his company ran on my family's money, and watched as the board voted him out. He lost everything. Now he and his mistress are on their knees, begging me to forgive them. I take my son's hand and walk away without looking back. From now on, I'm the only one steering my life.
His Mafia Vow: Ashes of a Broken Wife
Three years after remarrying Damian Voss, I watched him drape a blood-red ruby necklace around another woman's throat in the VIP suite of Elysium — the same necklace he'd flown to Paris to bid on, four days before our anniversary. He didn't know I was standing twelve feet away, half-hidden behind a velvet curtain, with a camera in my hand and divorce papers already drafted in my lawyer's inbox. He didn't know the woman smiling beneath those rubies had once sold lap dances for two hundred dollars a pop at a club on the south side — or that every shy glance, every reluctant whisper, every I'm not that kind of girl she'd ever fed him was rehearsed to perfection. He didn't know that this time, I wouldn't scream. I wouldn't throw a glass. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of watching me bleed. I would simply leave. And I would take everything with me on the way out.
By the Time He Arrived, I Was Already Gone
Three years of marriage, and I'd just learned I was never Graham's wife. When I handed over the application form, the clerk pulled up a file Graham had already submitted. Under "Spouse," there it was in black and white—the name of his dying first love. I demanded they check again. There had to be a mistake. The clerk pulled up the system records, her expression darkening: "You two were never registered. His legal spouse is, in fact, that woman."
The Gold Bars My Husband Gave His Mistress Were My Dowry from My Father
I was having afternoon tea when I stumbled upon a video. 【My billionaire boyfriend gave me a beachfront villa, plus custom gold bars engraved with my initials!】 【He says it’s just pocket change from his family. Is this man marriage material?】 The video went viral. Comments flooded in, all envying her luck. I thought it was just another flexing influencer—until I zoomed in on the engraving and froze. That was my daughter Lia’s initials. The villa’s deed number matched the one in my personal trust file. How did my prenup assets turn into her boyfriend’s love tokens? ……
After the Divorce, I Personally Investigated My Ex-Husband's Disappearance
I was a war correspondent once—and I gave it all up for love. Nathan and I had been together for years. On our wedding day, I thought I'd be the happiest bride in the world. Then Nathan let his favorite influencer friend livestream my private ceremony. Everyone gushed over how "innocent and pitiful" she was, while I became the petty bride. On a stormy night, when a panic attack nearly killed me, Nathan was at her side, spoon-feeding her porridge. That was the moment I lost all hope in this marriage. I signed the divorce papers and flew to a war zone. Then they both vanished. This time, my lens isn't trained on artillery fire—it's aimed at the bloodless cage they so carefully constructed. I'm going to show the world who the real prey was in this marriage.
After my husband drugged me, I was impregnated by another man
My husband had a vasectomy five years ago, yet I was pregnant. We both believed it was a miracle from above—until I heard my mother-in-law's voice: "Don't drag this out. Getting her pregnant was enough. Whether she gives birth doesn't matter." Selena responded, "The cord blood is best extracted at eight months. That's when the activity is highest." My husband murmured in agreement, "Right. Once she's a bit weaker, after the surgery, Leo's leukemia will be cured." My world collapsed in that moment. I never imagined they would use my child to save another child. But they didn't know that there was a reason I hadn't had children all these years. Then I heard Adrian say, "Actually, I'm not even sure if she's carrying my child. After all, that night, my brother slept with her too..." That confirmed it—this child, I couldn't keep. And them? I would never let them get away with it.
