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Veins of Vengeance
4·Tee WritesBOOK I: Veins of Vengeance (Seraphina and Lazaro's Story) BLURB “I think you’ll find out soon enough, Seraphina, that I’m not one to take no for an answer.” I don’t flinch when he steps closer. My eyes shut against their will as I tried to swallow the anger running through my veins at his words. “Certainly not orders from daddy's gi—” Slap! ***** When Seraphina is forced into a marriage with Lazaro to secure peace between their feuding families, sparks fly—both of desire and destruction. Lazaro doesn’t believe in love, only in possession. Seraphina refuses to be owned. As enemies close in and secrets unravel, the line between hatred and hunger blurs. ----- BOOK II: Veins of Loyalty (Jaxon and Celia's Story) BLURB He was sent to find the missing wife, instead, he found the woman who could destroy them all. Presumed dead and six years off-grid, Celia Mendez is the daughter of Hector Méndez, former kingpin of the Méndez cartel, and the crown jewel in a blood empire that once spanned half of Latin America. Celia possesses a ledger that will annihilate the De Lucas and the Alvarezes. The new task? Retrieve the ledger. Eliminate the threat. But Jaxon wants her. Torn between duty and desire, Jaxon must decide: protect the woman who could dismantle everything he’s ever bled for, or betray the only family he’s ever known. ------
My Hot Step Brother Wants me
4.0K·Tee WritesPlot “Who would have thought goody two shoes Tatiana Olivera is a nasty slut who fantasies about fucking her step brother?” Hasan continues his teasing. He inserts in middle finger in my mouth and I greedily suck on it, picturing it to be his cock. Hasan’s mouth parts open, his brows cresting as he watches me suck his middle finger like a kid sucking on a candy cane. I frowned when he pulled out his middle finger. He grabs my chin with a fierceness that sent me on edge. “Open your mouth.” He orders and I obey. He takes in a deep breath as though calming himself and before I knew it, hot liquid drops into my mouth. Did.. did he just spit in my mouth? It tastes divine. It tastes like him. And I want more. “Swallow.” I meet his gaze as I gulp down his saliva. A proud smile appears on his face. “There’s my good little slut.” ***** I hate Hasan Olivera. I can’t stand him. The way he walks into the room like he owns the place, the smug smirk that says he already knows what I am thinking. He’s insufferably cocky, sharp-tongued, insanely hot and fully aware of it. And those eyes? Dark, knowing, endlessly amused by the fact that, no matter how much I pretend otherwise, I’m completely drawn to him. I want him to fuck me. I want him to claim me. I want him to be mine because I belong to him. But he's my step brother. And I hate my step brother. -------