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Where I Belong
3.0M·RV.ElliottAva Mendez...Smart, sweet and one of the most loyal girls you will ever meet. After just having graduated from medical school becoming a qualified doctor Ava was looking for a job. Living at home with her mom 23 year old Ava was bored. All her life Ava was always buried in a book, her school work always came first and now with her having made her dream come true she was moving onto bigger things. Ava always felt something was missing in her life, had been since she was 7 years old. Her father. Frances 'Franko' Mendez president of the infamous Devils Due motorcycle club (mother chapter). Franko is a powerful and dangerous man who ruled over all Devils Due worldwide. He is highly respected but mostly feared by other MCs.Follow Ava through her journey of being thrust into a world where she doesn't belong. Ava was in search for her father but what she didn't expect to find in a club full of criminals was love.
The Heiress Married Her Ex-husband's Rival
298·venusyaraaaAyah Russell gave up everything for love. For ten years, she endured a cold marriage, believing that one day her husband, Ethan Evans, would finally choose her. Instead, he chose another woman—again and again—until the night Ayah lost the child she had kept secret. When betrayal becomes too heavy to bear, Ayah signs the divorce papers and walks away. But fate has other plans. A car accident leaves her with retrograde amnesia, erasing the last ten years of her life. In Ayah’s mind, she is still eighteen—the proud heiress of the powerful Russell family, and still deeply in love with her first love. Bryan Mitchell. The man who also happens to be her ex-husband’s greatest rival. Seeing an opportunity, Bryan proposes a shocking deal: a marriage that will shake the entire elite circle. Now the heiress who once loved blindly has returned—stronger, fiercer, and no longer willing to be anyone’s second choice. But as old memories slowly resurface, Ayah will discover that the truth behind her marriage, her accident, and the people around her is far darker than she ever imagined. And this time… the one who will regret everything might be the man who once threw her away.
A Deal With My Hockey Captain Stepbrother
1.0K·Kilimo Roses "We shouldn't be doing this, Jax," I release a shaky breath, my eyes half-shut, my mouth partially open as I fight the burning desire that is threatening to burn me whole. "I know. I know. But I can't seem to hold back the desire no matter how hard I fight it. It's consuming me, Eliana. I want you so bad. Every single part of you. Everything. Right now, right here." He said, his hot breath fanning my face and sending a forbidden shiver down my spine. "Please tell me you want me too. You want me as badly as I want you. Tell me that your body is burning for me to touch you..." I take a deep breath to calm my racing heart. He knows damn well that I want him as much as he wants me and he was daring me to say it loud. God, I hate that I want him so badly. __________ After her boyfriend, Ethan, betrayed her after years of helping him with hockey training and being a supportive girlfriend, Eliana decides to make him pay. And the only person who can help Eliana revenge against her scum ex-boyfriend is her stepbrother, Jackson Harrison, her ex-boyfriend's biggest team rivalry. Eliana has no choice but to team up with her Jackson in order to defeat her ex-boyfriend's hockey team. They make a deal: She'll help Jackson to learn Ethan's weaknesses and he agrees to the deal because it's beneficial to him too. He really needs to win against Ethan's team to qualify for the champions. The Deal is simple and straight to the point, and Eliana is so focused to get revenge against her ex-boyfriend. However, what Eliana never realized was that she had made a deal with the devil...
FILTHY WET DIARIES
1.0K·MISS EMI felt my br**sts bounce at his movement. “Fuck, you're so tight baby” he growls “unghhh,... Unghhh…” I kept moaning as he kept going. “Kelvin,... Kelvin…” “Yes, cindy, let me hear you scream my name” I felt his c**k pulse inside me, as I clenched him tightly. We both c*m together, breathless and gasping for breath. Just when I thought we were done, he immediately lifts my legs up so both my knees are by the side of my head, and Melvin quickly holds them in place. “You have no idea cindy, how hard I get when I see you walking around the house dressed in nothing but your f**king tank tops and mini skirts that barely even cover up your a*s cheeks when you bend a little. Now, you f**king belong to us, to do as we f**king please.” My p**sy is wide open and glistening up in the air. “Mmmnnn, see how swollen those pink lips are, you love being f**ked by your step brothers don't you??.”
The Alpha's Discarded Luna: A Fated Rebirth
78·SumsumAt the victory celebration, the air crackled as my Alpha mate, Kael, paraded his old flame, publicly declaring his rejection and stripping me of my Luna title. My smile was a chilling promise: "One last chance. Think carefully."
The Defection of the She-Wolf
46.0K·patI'm getting married, but the person I've been in love with for eight years won't know about it. Because - he has already found the Luna he chose. And when I erased all my memories and was expelled from the group by him, he knelt down before me in tears.
He Thought I'd Stay
3.0K·AnswerRyan slid the divorce papers across the desk like they were nothing. Like they were a napkin. A receipt. Something disposable. "Sign it," he said. "Just for show. To keep her interested." I looked down at the papers. Petition for Dissolution of Marriage. My name. His name. Three years reduced to two lines of print. I gripped the hem of my dress and nodded. Then I picked up the pen and signed. Quietly. Cleanly. Without a single word. As I stepped out of his office, I heard his friend laugh from across the room. "God, she's too obedient. You think if you asked her to remarry you, she'd just... do it?" Ryan lit a cigarette. I heard the click of his lighter—that familiar sound I'd spent three years listening for in the dark. "Wanna bet?" "On what?" "One month." He exhaled. "She'll be at the courthouse, crying her eyes out, handing over that marriage certificate with both hands." A burst of laughter. "I'll take that bet. What's the prize?" "Drinks. All of them. For a month." More laughter. Someone said easy money. Someone else said she'll crawl back before two weeks. I stood in the hallway and didn't move. My phone buzzed. One new message. An unfamiliar number—but I knew who it was. We'd been talking for two years, always through different channels, always careful. 【You could just marry me instead. Is that so impossible?】 I stared at the words. Inside, Ryan's friends were still laughing. Still betting. Still so certain they knew exactly what I would do. I typed one word. 【Okay.】
Scream For Me
93.0K·ProdenciaNote: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. "Say you're a slut." He said, watching her finger herself, absentmindedly stroking his dick. "I," she gasped, closing her eyes, but being thrilled at saying the words, "I am a slut.. oh, please fuck me." He turned her around, forcing her up onto her hands and knees. She felt him run his hands down her back, up her spread ass, and finally pull on her hips as he positioned himself behind her. She moaned and turned herself up for him, pushing her open cunt back onto him. He leaned forward and grabbed her braids, pulling her head back as he rammed his dick inside her hard. She cried out and tightened around his dick, "Oh god, yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard and dirty." She moaned out. "I'm a fucking slut. Hurt my pussy."
The Don's Betrayal, My Freedom
3.0K·D.D.On our fifth wedding anniversary, I was about to hide the carefully customized gift in my husband's armory when I accidentally opened his hidden safe. Inside, there was no wealth or secret documents—just a bullet necklace engraved with strange hotel room numbers, and a diary filled with his obsession for another woman. I'd cleaned up his battlefields for five years, yet he used my loyalty to pave the way for his true love. It wasn't until I turned to the last bullet—"Night Before Proposal, Peninsula Hotel Sky Suite"—that I understood this marriage had been a tailor-made scam from the very beginning. So I initiated the Phantom Plan. After tearing off their hypocritical masks at the charity gala, I walked toward the cold coastline in the dead of night. ...Tonight, Keira Black will commit suicide by jumping into the sea, and the real me will disappear beneath the waves.
Betrayed by My Alphas, Now I’m the Vampire Bride
3.0K·AnswerI was the only she-wolf in the pack with two mates—a pair of twin Alphas, Kael and Kieran. They adored me, loved me, and would shift into wolf form just to carry me on their backs. Until a healer named Sera arrived at the pack, with a pup in tow. My mates started coming home smelling like her. After one fight, Kael severed our mate bond without a second thought and walked away. Kieran held me close, swearing he'd never leave—even as Sera's scent clung heavier and heavier to his skin. I didn't dare confront him. Not until I saw Kieran step out of Sera's cottage with claw marks of pleasure raked across his back. My soul ripped in two. I turned and ran, straight to my Alpha father's house. "Father, the marriage alliance with the vampires—let me be the one to go."
Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession
14.0K·K. KImmersed in the pious tranquility of church school from childhood, she had painted dreams of a vibrant college life, a canvas of freedom and self-discovery. But as fate's brushstrokes took a darker hue, she found herself at a funeral, not as a mourner but as the unwitting bride in a macabre ceremony that bound her to Alajos Hargrave, the newly anointed head of the notorious Huston gang. Her world, once defined by only chaste lectures, was now a labyrinth of shadowy figures and whispered secrets, a stark contrast to the innocence of her youth...
TAMED BY MY HOT MAFIA STEPBROTHER (18+)
1.0K·Jannie“I’m crazy,” she whispered, voice low. “You can’t handle me. I’ll ruin you.” “Ruin?” He chuckled, his thumb brushing the corner of her lips. “If you’re crazy, I’m worse. And as for ruin—I don’t mind finding that out in my bed.” Delancey is crazy. Bratty. Guarding her heart after a lifetime of lies told by men. Her father’s death left her spiraling—grief tangled with vengeance. To everyone else, she’s unstable. Dangerous. Too much. But Kaius Andrei Gavrilov sees her. Mafia don. Rule maker. Rule breaker. And now—her stepbrother. Wanting her is forbidden. Taking her could destroy everything their families built. But punishment has never stopped a man who makes his own rules.
No Roses Left to Burn
26.0K·-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.
He Had a Baby With His First Love Before Our Wedding
0·-A month before I was supposed to marry James Harrington, he told me he wanted to have a child with his first love. I said no. But he kept bringing it up. Two weeks before the wedding, I saw a post on his ex Rebecca's Instagram. In the photo, James was half-kneeling in front of her, his head bowed as he kissed her slightly swollen belly. His expression was tender, almost reverent. "Thank you, James, for letting me have a child of ours in the last days of my life." That's when I found out— Rebecca was already two months pregnant. He hadn't asked for my opinion. He'd never even thought to tell me. The next day, I canceled the wedding, turned off my phone, and dragged my suitcase out of the apartment we'd shared. I walked straight through the doors of the National Advanced Science and Defense Technology Laboratory—the defense research program I'd once turned down because of him. From that moment on, James Harrington completely disappeared from my life.
I am no longer the secret lover of the godfather.
1.0K·D.D.I was Ricardo Conti's secret mistress for ten years. For ten years, I was his shadow, his weapon, the person who came whenever he called. I always thought that maybe one day, I could become his true partner. However, after we slept together, he told me he was getting engaged to someone else. In that moment, I finally understood—I was nothing more than an asset he could put away and use whenever he pleased.
With White Wolf Bloodline, I Left the Alpha
306·D.D.I was the secret guardian of his pack for ten years. Now, he’s demoting me to serve his new bride. He has no idea that exiling me is signing his own tribe’s death warrant. I am Lyra Moonfall, the last heir of the White Wolf lineage. I hid my true power, quietly soothing his warriors, calming the moon-madness, holding his fragile kingdom together—all while waiting for him to see me. Instead, he announced his political marriage and ordered me to become her personal maid. My decade of devotion, worth less than dust. So I walked into the frozen wastes he condemned me to. And here, I will rise—not as a Luna begging for scraps, but as the queen of my own sanctuary. Let his empire crumble without its foundation.
My Sister Is the Bride at My Wedding
6·the GNOn the day of my wedding, my parents suddenly show up at my house with my fiancé, Yoseph Caldwell. They say they've decided the bride is going to change. "Your sister's terminally ill, and her only wish is to marry Yoseph. You're her younger sister, so be generous and help her out." Yoseph chimes in calmly, "Don't worry. It's just a ceremony. Once she passes, you and I can still get the marriage certificate." When I refuse, my parents tie me up. "We'll let you out once the wedding's over." But not long after they leave, an intruder breaks in and brutally murders me. By the time they finally remember me, all that's left is my rotting corpse.
By the Time He Arrived, I Was Already Gone
0·guotongThree 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."
Betrayed Before the Apocalypse: My Revenge Bunker
103·-Three weeks before the dead walked, I knew two things: the world was ending, and my husband planned to let me die. My prophetic dream showed it all—the virus outbreak, the infected tearing through Seattle, and David locking me out of our fortified home while his mistress cowered inside. He thought I was weak. Expendable. A burden he could sacrifice when survival meant choosing between his wife and his lover. He was wrong. While he hoarded supplies in our basement shelter, I was building something better. A fortress. An army. A future without him. Now the outbreak is here. The infected are rising. And when David comes crawling to my gates, begging for mercy... He'll learn that the apocalypse isn't the most dangerous thing he should have feared. I am.
The Don’s Favorite Lover Vanished
20·-I’m the best art forger and intel specialist in Chicago. And I fell for the man who owned it all, Don Vincenzo Russo. For ten years, I was his secret, his weapon, and his woman. I built his empire from the shadows. I thought I’d get a ring. After all, every night he was in this city, he was buried inside me, taking his pleasure. He’d whisper that I was his, that no one else felt this good. But this time, after he was finished with me, he announced he was marrying the Russian Bratva princess, Katerina Petrov. That’s when I knew. I wasn’t his woman. I was just a body. For an alliance, for her, he sacrificed me. He left me to die. So I destroyed every piece of the life he gave me. I made one call to my father in Italy. And then, I vanished. But when the Don who owned Chicago couldn't find his favorite toy… he went insane.
