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SINFUL INNOCENCE
911·AbbyHis hand slid up, fingers wrapping around my throat. Not hard, not enough to cut my air, but just enough to remind me who held all the power in this room. My pulse thudded wildly beneath his grip, each beat betraying how badly I wanted what I shouldn’t. Lucien’s gaze burned into mine as he shifted the gun, dragging the barrel up from my thigh, over my stomach, until the cold metal pressed between my breasts. My breath hitched, chest rising against it, my skin prickling where the steel touched. “You feel that?” he murmured, his thumb brushing lazily across my throat. “Every inch of you belongs to me. Even the parts you’re too scared to admit.” I trembled, caught between shame and desperate hunger. The weight of his stare, the dangerous promise in his voice it stripped me bare faster than his hands ever could. He tilted the gun, the barrel slipping lower again, tracing the soft swell of my breast before sliding down, down, until it pressed between my thighs once more. I bit my lip, a broken sound escaping as he rubbed it against me in slow, punishing circles. My body arched without my permission, heat flooding through me so fast I thought I might burst. Lucien’s smirk was pure sin. “You’re horny,” he rasped. “And it’s not because you’re afraid. Don’t lie.” “I. . .I’m not. . .” My protest died when he pressed harder, the cold steel grinding against me until sparks shot up my spine. His hand tightened a fraction on my throat, forcing my eyes back to his. “Say it, Poppy.” His voice was a growl now, low and unrelenting. “Say you want me to ruin you like this.” Tears stung my eyes, not from pain, but from the unbearable pressure building inside me. “Please…” I gasped. “I. . . want it.” Poppy De Luca is twenty, innocent, and broke. When her grandmother dies, she takes a job cleaning the estate of Italy’s most feared mafia, Lucien Moretti a man so cold, no one dares speak to him. But when she stumbles into a forbidden wing of the mansion, she catches his eye. Poppy looks just like his dead wife. And Lucien? He doesn’t believe in coincidences. Drawn into his dangerous world of power, blood, and obsession, Poppy finds herself craving the one man who could ruin her. But as secrets resurface and enemies close in, the truth becomes clear: In Lucien’s world, love is a weapon. And she’s already been marked.
SIN BETWEEN THE SHEETS
8.0K·AbbyHe began to thrust. Slowly at first, letting his cock slide deep between my lips as I gagged around him. My mascara had to be running by now. I could feel tears threatening to spill as he hit the back of my throat over and over again. “You like this?” he growled. “You like choking on your priest’s cock?” I nodded, lips sealed around him, moaning like the slut I was becoming. “I should punish you,” he rasped. “But fuck—you’re too good.” He picked up the pace. My throat burned, jaw aching, spit dripping from the corners of my lips. And I loved every second of it. His breathing turned ragged. Hips jerking. Thrusts deep and sharp. “I’m gonna come,” he growled. “You gonna swallow it like a good little sinner?” I squeezed his thighs and sucked harder in response. Then I felt it. Some sins taste better when you don’t confess them… Behind closed doors. Between tangled sheets. Beneath breathless moans. These are the stories no one dares to speak of in daylight. From secret affairs to forbidden fantasies, Sins Between the Sheets is a collection of unapologetically steamy tales that explore the raw, the filthy, and the absolutely irresistible. Each story drips with tension, lust, and the kind of pleasure that leaves marks on your skin and your soul. Whether it’s a whispered command, a dangerous rendezvous, or a slow seduction that ends in ruin, every page invites you to surrender to the hunger you’ve been told to hide. You’ve been good long enough. It’s time to sin a little.
STEP CLOSER
2.0K·AbbyI never expected my life to change the day my mother remarried. Suddenly, the boy I once knew the boy I swore to marry when we were children became my stepbrother. But Roman isn’t the boy I remember. He’s colder now, distant, with eyes that hold secrets I can’t begin to unravel. Our worlds collide under the same roof, separated by just a thin wall and the tension neither of us wants to admit. Forbidden desire simmers beneath every glance, every touch. He keeps me at arm’s length, yet I can’t stop craving the dangerous pull between us. As the lines blur between hate and passion, I’m forced to confront the past I don’t remember and the truth Roman is desperate to hide. How far will we go before we step too close?
Kiss me, kill her
27·AbbyIvy Thompson doesn’t believe in limits—especially when it comes to getting what she wants. And right now, she wants Damien Blackwood. Cold. Powerful. Completely unattainable. That’s what they say about him. But Ivy doesn’t take no for an answer. She’s spent years perfecting the art of control, bending situations—and people—to her will. Her job was supposed to be a stepping stone, but the moment she laid eyes on Damien, it became a challenge. Winning him over isn’t about love. It’s about possession. She’ll weave herself into his world, break down his walls, and make sure there’s no escape. Because Ivy doesn’t lose. And if she has to destroy everything in her path to claim him… so be it.