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Revenge: The Gun Barrel of the Donna
For seven years of marriage, I watched Caleb Fickett claw his way from a dock enforcer to the lofty seat of the Mafia’s designated heir. I thought our love could outlast life and death—until the night my mother died because he cut off her medical resources, and I cried until there was nothing left. So when he once again forced a divorce on me for a Hollywood starlet, I smiled as I signed, and left for France. He thought getting rid of me would be as easy as tossing out an old suit. He was wrong. What he didn’t know was that the “gift” I left behind was enough to set his entire empire on fire.

A Second Chance: My Twin Mates
They broke her. Betrayed her. Left her for dead. But she’s coming back stronger, with two Alphas by her side. Mia was only a child when her mother died and the pack turned against her. Branded a killer, hated by her father, and tormented by a wicked stepmother and a jealous stepsister, Mia grew up as little more than a slave in her own home. Still, she clung to one fragile hope: her fated mate. Someone who would finally love her, protect her, and pull her out of the darkness. But fate can be cruel. When her mate is revealed to be the ruthless Alpha of her pack, Mia’s dreams shatter. Not only does he reject her, he beats her and claims her stepsister as his Luna instead. Left for dead and with nothing left to live for, Mia makes a final choice: she jumps into the sea, ready to end her pain forever. But the Moon Goddess isn’t finished with her yet. Rescued by powerful twin Alpha brothers, Mia is given something she’s never had before: a second chance. In their arms, she finds safety, healing, and a love fierce enough to ignite a fire in her broken heart. Now, she’s done waiting for mercy. She’s coming back for vengeance and this time, she's a silver wolf and a hybrid and not alone. She will be a force they can't reckon with.

Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection}
Rated 18+ | Mature Content Warning This book is for adults only. It contains explicit sex, strong language, and mature themes. Read at your own risk or pleasure. Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection} brings you 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. There’s no slow burn here. No holding back. Just skin, heat, and the kind of desire that won’t wait. If you want stories that hit hard, turn you on, make you sexually aroused, leave you wanting more and breathless, Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection} is for you.
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.

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.
Bound by Blood, Broken by Silence
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.

His Divorced Wife: A Legend of Wall Street
"Divorce? Without me, you can't even support yourself," Chad mocked. She was once a brilliant singer who dazzled Carnegie Hall at age 11, Harvard Law's youngest legend, and the business queen of the Ainsworth empire—yet for love, she willingly retreated from the spotlight. After eight years of marriage, she became merely Chad's dispensable backdrop. Until the day she caught Chad embracing his lover in their marital bed, and heartbroken, she filed for divorce. Three months later, under the spotlight of a global charity dinner party, Amelia appeared in a custom gown by a world-renowned designer, stunning everyone. The Mayor of New York bowed to invite her, a Supreme Court Justice raised a toast in her honor, while Chad was blocked by security outside the red carpet—his company facing bankruptcy due to a mysterious acquisition. Medical records revealed that the bone marrow donor who once saved his life had signed as "Amelia Ainsworth."

The Forbidden Confession- An Extra Spicy Erotic Collection
His 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.
I Was His Wife. He Called Me His Assistant
I watched my husband finish inside another woman while forty crew members pretended not to see. The director yelled “Cut,” but he didn’t pull away — because this time, it wasn’t acting. Five years ago, I married Hollywood’s golden boy and agreed to become invisible so he could shine. I was his wife in private, his assistant in public, and his backup whenever his co-star needed saving. When I found out I was pregnant, he was busy protecting her mosquito bites — and her secret baby. So I stopped protecting him — and burned his perfect empire to the ground.

LUSTRONOMICA: WILD CRAVINGS
Warning: ⚠️ EXTREME HEAT WARNING⚠️ This collection is not for the faint of heart. It’s raw, filthy, taboo-soaked erotica that will ruin you for anything vanilla ever again. L U S T R O N O M I C A A savage constellation of stories where desire burns hotter than dying stars and bodies collide in wet, brutal, unstoppable gravity. Here, professors claim innocent throats in locked lecture halls. Mountain daddies split trembling girls open under star-drenched skies. Forbidden lovers choke on cock and cunt until mascara runs black and cum drips down shaking thighs. Every page is drenched in sweat, spit, and slick. Every scene drags you deeper into the black hole of dominance, denial, and devastating release. where pain twists into pleasure, control snaps into surrender, and orgasms hit so hard they feel like the end of the fucking universe. These aren’t love stories. These are depraved confessions of how good it feels to be used, owned, wrecked, and remade in the throes of the filthiest kinds of lust. Once you fall in… there’s no escaping the pull. You’ll come screaming. And you’ll beg for more.
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? ……
A Mafia Wife Does Not Forgive
I never imagined my husband would let another woman touch the oath scar that only a wife is allowed to reach. When she leaned into him at the family dinner and bragged about “their secret night,” he actually smiled—and defended her. That was the moment I realized my marriage hadn’t broken; they had cut me out long ago. But they forgot one thing: in our world, a humiliated wife never walks away quietly. Vows can be betrayed, but someone always pays the price. And I will make sure he learns that betraying a mafia wife is the same as lighting the fuse to his own downfall.
The Mafia Boss’s Secret Lover
For ten years, I was his secret—never his choice. On the night of the explosion, he carried another woman to safety. And me? He kicked me straight into the fire. He thought I died, then proposed to her in a hospital room. But he has no idea—what didn’t kill me is coming back to destroy him. When I return, even on his knees, he’ll never win me back.
Goodbye, Don Corleone
At my Don husband’s “Alliance Day” banquet, he was supposed to deliver a speech to the city’s elite—yet his seat sat empty. Because in the smoking room, he had his “Chief Weapons Designer” pinned against the liquor cabinet. She asked coyly, “Aren’t you afraid your wife will suddenly walk in?” My husband didn’t stop. His voice was hoarse and unmistakably clear: “Right now… I want you more.” I didn’t keep watching. I turned and left. An hour later, carrying a brand-new set of identity papers and evidence enough to bring down his empire, I vanished like a ghost from this heavily guarded fortress. Vincent Corleone—when you return to that icy room with nothing left but a divorce agreement, your painstakingly built kingdom will only just be starting to crack from the core.
After Faking My Death, the Patent Queen Returns
I faked my own death after my fiancé announced his engagement to my sister. He stole my patent to build his empire, then left me humiliated and heartbroken. Now, the woman they buried is back. I am no longer the naive heiress who trusted too easily. I am the rightful owner of the technology that powers his kingdom, and I've come to reclaim every piece— my work, my dignity, my future. Watch as the "deceased" patent holder rises from the ashes, ready to dismantle his world and rebuild her own on the ruins. The queen has returned, and this time, she plays for keeps.

My Husband's Apology
For three years of marriage, Shen Ruo believed she had married the perfect husband—gentle, considerate, and worth a lifetime of devotion. Until one late night, she overheard him whisper on the phone: “Don’t worry. I’ll divorce her. You’re the one I love.” In that instant, she realized— Her marriage was nothing but a carefully crafted cage, and the other woman… had already been living in their life for an entire year. For this marriage, she gave up her promotion, her dreams, even her sense of self. But in his eyes, all her sacrifices could never compare to the other woman’s soft plea. When the truth shattered everything and he knelt before her, begging through tears for forgiveness, Shen Ruo simply replied: “I’m sorry. Your apology… I no longer need it.” After the divorce, her career soared, her confidence blossomed, and she became one of the most sought-after consultants in the industry. The man who once stood above everything now found— there was no place for him in her world anymore. She had given everything, only to be betrayed. And only after losing her did he understand: The woman he thought would never leave became the greatest regret of his life.

Tides I Never Named
A month before my wedding with Vincent Moretti, he decided he wanted to have a child with another woman. I refused, but he brought it up incessantly every day. Two weeks before the wedding, I received an ultrasound image in the mail. That was when I found out—his first love, Serafina, was already a month pregnant. It turned out, he had never considered asking for my permission. In that moment, years of love shattered like thin ice on a river under the weight of a single step. I canceled the wedding, destroyed everything that tied us together, and on the day we were supposed to be married, I walked into the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency’s laboratory. From that day on, Vincent Moretti ceased to exist in my life.

Rejected, Claimed by the Alpha King
As the first Luna in history without a wolf, I was despised by my husband and scorned by my family, and my life was literally worse than an Omega! On our sixth wedding anniversary, I got pregnant, but my husband's first love - my sister - also returned... From then on, I was haunted by nightmares! My husband favored my sister in everything, and he even secretly held wedding ceremony with her! I was in despair and left with the child in my womb, only to discover when I turned around... my mate was actually my husband's uncle - the terrifying Alpha King! Wait! The child in my womb seems to be the King's too? I was completely dumbfounded - can someone just tell me what happened?! Then another shocking secret was revealed. My real family came looking for me, and they smiled at me lovingly, "Dear princess, welcome home." Huh? So I am a princess now? Jesus, what is going on!

No Saints Here (lustful chapters)
NO SAINTS HERE!!! One book. Over 200 forbidden fantasies. All of them dangerously addictive. Behind every locked door is a story soaked in desire, sin, and the kind of pleasure you're not supposed to want. He’s her stepbrother. She’s his student. They met at church… but sinned in silence. Each chapter pulls you deeper into a world where rules are broken, and pleasure always comes at a price. If you’re looking for sweet romance… you’ve opened the wrong book. This story contains strong erotic scenes…. Short stories compiled from Forbidden affairs, Mature love.. There are some dark subjects and moments in this book, but again, these stories are of the healing powers of love. Perhaps it is a love few can accept, at least not without guilt. Welcome to your newest obsession. Welcome to Lustful chapters.
Alpha of Her Own
I was the Luna every she-wolf envied—until the Alpha I trusted shattered my world with another woman’s scent on his skin. Betrayal burned me alive, but beneath the ashes, my wolf stirred, hungry for freedom—and vengeance. Now I must choose: crawl back to the mate who destroyed me, or rise as the Alpha no one saw coming.
