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Fake Dating My Ex’s Favourite Hockey Player
38.0K·Miss AnonymousZane and I were together for ten years. When he had no one, I stayed by his side, supporting his hockey career while believing at the end of all our struggles, I'll be his wife and the only one at his side. But after six years of dating, and four years of being his fiancée, not only did he leave me, but seven months later I receive an invitation... to his wedding! If that isn't bad enough, the month long wedding cruise is for couples only and requires a plus one. If Zane thinks breaking my heart left me too miserable to move on, he thought wrong! Not only did it make me stronger.. it made me strong enough to move on with his favourite bad boy hockey player, Liam Calloway.
No Roses Left to Burn
7.0K·-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.
Bound by Blood, Broken by Silence
2.0K·-I spent five years as Dominic Russo's most trusted enforcer, and five more warming his bed in a penthouse no one knew I had the key to. On our anniversary, his ex sent me a photo — her nails raking down the same back I'd kissed that morning. Captioned: "Some things never change ?" That's when I understood. Every filthy thing he did to me in the dark, she taught him first. So I photographed the contract I'd been hiding for three months — the one that signed over the entire West Coast pipeline to me — and sent it back. "Enjoy him. I just took half his empire." Then I packed one bag and drove to the airport. Seattle was already mine on paper. Now I'd make it mine in blood.
The Forbidden Confession- An Extra Spicy Erotic Collection
3.0K·DeeHis massive cock stretched me, tearing, forcing its way inside my virgin core. A searing pain, quickly followed by an overwhelming fullness, ripped through me. I screamed, my body arching, my nails digging into the cold marble. Then, from behind, Silas pushed his own thick shaft into my ass, impaling me. My pussy and ass screamed, stretched impossibly wide, as they began to thrust in unison, filling me with a brutal, dual pleasure that shattered my world. "You're ours now, little slut," my stepfather growled, his voice thick with triumph, as I convulsed around them both. ******** The Forbidden Confession: An Extra Spicy Erotic Collection If you're willing to read, or craving something truly filthy, then this collection is for you. Dive into the raw, uninhibited world of "The Forbidden Confession," an anthology of short erotic stories designed to push boundaries and ignite your deepest desires. Each tale plunges headfirst into explicit scenes and taboo fantasies, leaving no desire unexplored. You'll find narratives of innocence corrupted, power dynamics taken to their carnal extremes, and sacred vows shattered by insatiable lust. From the shuddering surrender of an innocent nun to the commanding dominance of a relentless priest, these stories are crafted to get your blood pumping and your senses reeling. Prepare for narratives packed with extra spicy encounters, dirty talk, and explicit details that leave nothing to the imagination. Beware: This collection is for mature readers only and contains graphic sexual content, including forbidden relationships, power play, and intense, unbridled passion.
After Divorce: Choose Back Ex-Wife of Regret
61·authorpieepiee_After 2 years in a fake marriage, Kyle's attempt to make Joenathan—her husband—love her ended in divorce papers. Kyle is shattered into peaces when knew that Joenathan's lost fiancée has comeback and he wants to start a relationship with her. Kyle runs away with her secret pregnancy and builds a new life for herself, but later on Joenathan came again to her presence. He asks her to be his surrogate mother and give a contract marriage for getting the company's inheritance. Will Kyle accept Joenathan back and go through marriage contract to the end? Or, will Kyle give up and take her child away when Joenathan starts to love her?
I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away
407.0K·prefer_not_to_sayIn the aftermath of a wild company dinner, she—intoxicated and misguided—found herself in her boss's room... Whispers of his cold indifference to romance and his ruthless decisiveness were legendary, painting a grim fate for any woman who dared entangle with him. ... In one month: the sight of a positive pregnancy test sends her mind racing to one thought—she must run, now or never! As she makes a break for freedom, he's hot on her heels, turning her flight into a captivating chase where her wings are no match for his resolve!
Steamy Tales
940·BoraWARNING ⛔️ MATURE CONTENTS This book is a collection of short steamy stories and it is not advisable for young readers as it contains graphic adult scenes!! EXCERPT; “Oh f**k, Josie! Your pussy feels so f**king good. I love the way your little pussy feels. It's so tight and so wet. I would love to taste your sweet little pussy.” I said as I drove hard into her tight pussy. “F**k baby! Don't stop, don't stop! Tell me more, f**k me more, tell me more.” The little slut cried, begging for more. “Oh Josie, I'm going to get you on all fours and f**k you hard like a little bad woman in heat. I gonna grab you and drive my big cock hard into your tight little cunt over and over, in and out, in and out. Do you like that Josie? Do you like my big cock in your cunt?” “Yes, f**k me hard!”
From Copilot to Captain: I Left My Ex Behind
590·-I spent five years as Noah's copilot, and five more as his secret lover that couldn't be acknowledged. On our anniversary, his ex sent me a text: "Guess which position we just unlocked?" The photo showed the exact move Noah had me try in bed last week. That moment, I understood—every trick he knew, she'd taught him. I took a picture of the captain transfer papers I'd hidden for three months and replied: "Congrats. But while you're busy unlocking new positions, I'm charting a flight path he'll never catch." Then I signed my name—bound for Seattle, captain of GF028. Five years of playing second fiddle ends here. From now on, I fly east, he flies west. Thirty thousand feet up, our paths will never cross. I'm my own captain now.
A Substitute Bride For Mr. Voss
8.0K·Ameerawrites “A million dollars,” he said, his voice flat, like he was negotiating over a car, not a person. Astrid shook her head, opening her mouth to protest, but he cut her off. “Let’s make it two then,” he offered. She stared at him, stunned, wondering if he’d lost his mind. “Mr. Voss…” “Final offer. Five million,” he said, his gaze steady, unyielding. Astrid took a deep breath, her heart pounding. “Fine. I’ll be your wife.” *** When Astrid Blythe, a rising event planner, runs into her ex, Adrian Voss, at his engagement party, she’s shocked to discover that his fiancée is missing. What starts as a strange encounter quickly spirals into something even more surreal when Adrian offers Astrid a proposal of his own: marry him in a cold, calculated, no-strings-attached arrangement. Despite her better judgment, Astrid agrees to the deal. But as the line between business and desire blurs, she finds herself drawn back into Adrian’s dangerous orbit—and realizes, to her horror, that she’s falling again for the man she once loved…the man who had a hand in the death of their child.
Broken Vows: A Mother’s War for Blood and Power
235·-I was the perfect corporate wife. His strategic advisor turned devoted mother. But the day I discovered my four-year-old son wasn't mine, my world shattered into a thousand pieces. My husband—the man who signed our prenup before the board—had switched our newborn with his mistress's child. And my real son? Dumped with a trafficking ring. Tortured. Broken. Left to die. They thought I'd crumble. They were wrong. I tore through the underground world with nothing but rage and a mother's love, using every connection until I found him. Now I'm done being someone's wife. Done playing second. I'm taking what's mine—the children, the company, the empire. They call me CEO Victoria Voss now. And anyone who stands in my way? They'll learn why I was the corporation's most feared negotiator before I ever became a bride. Some contracts are signed in ink. Mine was broken. Now I'll write my own legacy—over the ruined careers of everyone who hurt my child. Blood Oath Broken—When a mother's love meets a corporate titan's fury, empires fall.
After My Scientist Husband Cheated, I Abandoned Him and Returned to the Future
0·-Everyone on the research team said that Richard Ben loved me deeply. My skin is very fragile and I can't have direct contact with people, and I also have difficulty getting pregnant. To protect me from any pain, Richard publicly claimed that he was the one who couldn't have children and didn't like kids. Later, I saw him entangled with another woman, even saying it felt better without protection. I contacted my colleagues in the future world: "I want to come back." He didn't know that I was a scientist from the future who chose to stay in this era because I liked him. My colleague immediately replied: "Alright, the space-time ship will dock under Moonview Bluff in five days."
The Daywalker’s Farewell to A Pureblood Vampire
2·patJames Morretti pulled me from the jaws of death, and in return, I became his property—a half-vampire daywalker useful for running his daylight errands. But I overheard the plan: in three years, I’d be disposed of. So I did the one thing no one expected. I walked away. They called me his ‘bedmate’ as a joke. They forgot I have teeth.
Married Her—But Used Me
0·patI thought Dante was a beam of light cutting through my dark life—until I overheard him plotting to spend three years pushing me out of the house. I left, heartbroken, and then I met Noah—a man who carries my late husband Adrian’s heart. When Dante’s violence comes for me again, I swear to the steady thud beneath Noah’s ribs: this time, I won’t run. I’ll write a new ending for my life.
I Tricked My CEO Husband into Signing the Divorce
301·patMy husband, Lucas—the heir to a tech empire—stole the one chance I’d waited five years for to become chief investigative reporter, and handed it to his “first love,” Sophia Ross. During four years of a secret marriage, my career and my feelings always came after the things that “mattered more.” When he picked Sophia up in his arms in front of everyone yet again, I ended it—with a divorce petition disguised as a budget sheet. The next day, I boarded a plane bound for the Eastern European war zone. Later, when he fought through half a world of smoke and fire and found me among the ruins, my eyes held nothing but the calm of battlefield wind and snow.
Don Hoffmann's Secret Wife Run away
216·patI served the Don for five years, tending his wounds and his secrets. I thought the ring he gave me meant forever. Until I heard him murmur to his widowed sister-in-law: “Marrying her is just to make you jealous.” So I hid my departure in the paperwork. He thought he owned me. But even the most loyal shadow can learn to disappear in the light.
The Alpha's Unacknowledged Mate
10·-I spent five years as Cain Blackwell's most loyal enforcer—his Beta, his shadow, the she-wolf who kept his borders clean while he slept easy. And five years warming his bed in the den no one knew I had a key to. On the night of the Blood Moon Gala, his ex sent me a photo. Her nails tracing his back. His back. The same back I'd kissed that morning. Captioned: Some things never change. ? That's when I understood. Every tender thing he'd ever done to me in the dark—she'd taught him first. So I photographed the territorial charter I'd been sitting on for three months—the one that transferred the entire Western Range to me—and sent it back. Enjoy him. I just took half his hunting grounds. Then I packed one bag and drove north. Ironhollow was already mine on paper. Now I'd make it mine in blood.
THE CONTRACT WIFE DESTROYED Ashford
26·patOn my twenty-fourth birthday, I learned my marriage was a con dressed up as a contract. My baby would become someone else’s inheritance tool—and I was mocked by my husband’s ex-wife as nothing but a “container.” They put me under house arrest in the name of “protecting the pregnancy.” What they don’t realize is that arrogance will be the last entry on the ledger that kills them. When evidence—and journalists—corner them inside their mansion, the Ashford family detonates in public. And I’m already traveling light, flying across the ocean.
My husband tattooed his mistress’s name on his chest
18·-My lawyer husband came home drunk, pinned me down on the bed, and tore off my nightgown to kiss me. We hadn't been this intimate in a long time. Ever since his law firm expanded, he rarely came home. His sudden passion caught me off guard. Just as I was about to reach climax, he suddenly said to me, "Do you see it? I got your name tattooed on my heart." I saw the name "Amelia" tattooed on his chest. That wasn't my name—it belonged to his mistress.
CRIMSON VOWS: Donna’s Perfect Escape
0·patWhen my husband finally said “I’m sorry,” it was too late. On my birthday, he chose to get tangled up in a car with his old flame—their so-called Red Rose. The day I was diagnosed with a brain tumor, he snapped, “Don’t use these tricks to distract from what matters.” At a family banquet, our son announced in front of everyone that he’d drawn a picture of his father and the mistress—and that he wished she were his mom. And when I finally broke my silence and walked out of their lives for good— He showed up with that worn-out ring and begged me to come back. I said only this: “If I could turn back time, I would have left you at the very beginning.”
The Day the Don Married His First Love, I Took His Heir Away
0·patI never expected to run into Jared outside a pediatric clinic three years later. But it made sense. We'd been divorced for so long—his and Sophia's child should be grown by now. After all, on our seventh anniversary, he and she had already held their wedding. When the nurse called out “Lucien Anderson,” his gaze snapped into focus. Without thinking much, I stood up with my son in my arms. But the moment we brushed past each other, he lost control and grabbed my hand. His eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse and shattered. “Phoenix… he… is he…?” Before he could finish, the child wriggled free from my arms and ran toward a man not far away. “Daddy!” Seeing the man's features—those eyes and brows so much like the child's—Jared sucked in a sharp breath. I only smiled. “No.” No one knew better than I did what he was trying to ask. “Don't you remember? While you were traveling the world with Sophia, that child had already died on the operating table.” In that instant, Jared went white—like he'd been struck by lightning.
