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Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother
122.0K·Velvet DesiresTrigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, possessive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved—dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
In His Brother's Bed
6.0K·RoseHe was never supposed to be in the picture, I was supposed to live happily with my boyfriend, but he came out of nowhere. My body reacted so much to him. I touched myself thinking about him, but he never looked at me, not even once… **** Valeria had been with her boyfriend for years, and it was finally the day of their marriage. She was over the edge, but when she got to the altar, her boyfriend wasn't there. It was his sexy brother she had always fantasised about countless times, standing there. Will she marry him or call off the wedding? Dive into this book to find out.
From Best Friend To Fiancé
19.0K·Page Hunter“You have no idea what you’ve done to me. I’ve been replaying every sound you made, every way you came apart for me.” His grip tightened. “I’m not letting that go. I’m not letting you go. Fuck the friendship. I want you.” I let out a little gasp. His thumb rubbed across my lower lip. “I don’t just want to fuck you—I want to keep you. You’re my favorite sin, and I’ll commit it again and again until you understand you’re mine.” His lips twitched a little. “You’ve always been mine, Savannah.” ——- Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer—until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken… and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date—her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who’s always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah’s torn between keeping up the act… or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.
DON’T STOP
2.0K·Sommy PearlDon’t Stop: Short Erotica Tales is a red-hot compilation of standalone short stories exploring forbidden desire, raw power, and explosive passion. From fake marriages that ignite into rough, bed-shattering sex to hate-fueled hookups where exes tear into each other against walls, skirts hiked, thrusts punishing and deep. Forbidden affairs, crazy age gap, captive fantasies, one-night stands turned addictive. Each tale delivers explicit, no-holds-barred heat: teasing oral, hard spanks, multiple breathless orgasms, and dominant men who take control while fierce women push back and beg for more. Short, filthy, and intensely satisfying. Perfect for readers who crave scorching erotica that leaves nothing to the imagination.
Triplet Temptation: My stepbrothers are triplets
19.0K·Jessy May Vincenzo's hand trails down to my thigh, lifting it slightly to his hip. “Do you want that?” He asks roughly. “Do you want us?” I stare at him lustfully. My eyes clouded with lust, passion and desire. I'm surrounded. Drenched in lust. Filled with passion and burning fire. Filled with the heat of desire pooling in my stomach. I'm horny as fuck. I should say no. I should. I'm not supposed to be doing this. Not with my stepbrothers. Not with three of them all at once. But what comes out of my mouth is a whisper. “Yes.” All three of them groan. “Your wish is our command, my vixen,” Riccardo says hoarsely, and I shiver. **** After Elena's mother marries a powerful billionaire, she moves into a lavish estate only to discover that her new stepbrothers are triplets. They're older, hot, intimidating, dangerous, sinfully attractive…and nothing alike when it comes to how they treat her. Her mother says “They're just your brothers now.” But they don't look at her like brothers. Not even a tiny bit. Elena never meant to fall for them. But they all seem to want her and won't back down. To make things worse? They're heirs to a Mafia empire. And they've all decided that Elena belongs to them…in very different ways.
The Mafia Devil’s Contractual Wife
5.0K·Hermajesty Writes“He came for a debt. Instead, he took a bride.” Alina Moretti lost everything in one night—her fiancé, her fortune, her future. Desperate to secure her inheritance, she needs a fake fiancé. When she approaches Milan’s most dangerous club, hoping to find a willing stranger, she instead finds herself kidnapped by the devil himself. Valentino Romano, popularly known as The Devil of Milan, is the ruthless heir to Italy’s most feared mafia empire. Two years ago, Alina’s father borrowed from him, promising a repayment that never came. Now, Val is back, and he’s not interested in money. He wants her. ***** “Look at you,” he purred, dragging his knuckles down my stomach. “Trembling… Is it fear… or are you wet for the man who got your nonna killed?” He taunted, his smile mocking. “I’ll kill you—” “I can’t wait, amore mio [my love],” he growled, and without warning, his hand slid between my legs. I jolted. “Don’t—!” Too late. One thick finger pushed inside me, hard. I sobbed, my back bowing off the bed, but he only chuckled, working me open with slow, cruel, torturous strokes. “Devil.” He chuckled, low and wicked. “You keep saying that.” His fingers slid lower, through my slick, and my breath hitched. “Yet here you are,” he murmured, “dripping for the devil.”
The Billionaire Who Married The Wrong Woman
309·Mimi_gHe was supposed to marry someone else… But on the wedding day, fate brought Maya Sullivan to his side. Alexander Pierce, a ruthless billionaire, believes she tricked him—and now he plans to make her regret it. Trapped in a marriage full of lies, anger, and unspoken desire, Maya must survive his icy wrath… while hiding the truth that could either destroy them or bring them together. Sometimes the wrong woman turns out to be the only one he can’t live without.
Dirty Desires: The Wildest Stories Ever Told
11.0K·classic writer?+ STRICTLY FOR ADULTS ONLY. The hottest and most tantalizing collection of erotica stories ever put together! This compilation is bursting with instant love, lust and pure desire, featuring everything from forbidden desires to downright naughty escapades that are oh-so-satisfying. You can trust that this collection has it all—think sultry nuns, deceitful husbands, scandalous priests, and daring stepfathers, along with professors and stepbrothers, threesomes with strangers, and even wild family orgies. Just the thought of it sends a thrill down your spine! These stories are packed with all the explicit, lustful action you could ever dream of... Don't forget to drop your thoughts, reviews and share your favorites!
Daddy - Mommy
8.0K·Reckless WriterDADDY Five girls who have been friends for a long time have the same taste, same likes and dislikes, but their personalities are quite different, but blend in throughout their friendship. As they grow up into women, they have the same fantasies about their gorgeous, attractive stepdaddies. They can't resist the urge to take care of them, to love them, turning into something more. MOMMY Five divorced women who are successful in their careers have weird feelings for their adopted sons. Their adopted sons are now grown, and it's their last year of high school. They are all athletic since they are players of the basketball team. Living in a house with handsome and hunky boys is quite difficult, especially if they are all 'tigang' when it comes to sex. It even became more difficult when their sons acts also weird towards them and their eyes stare at them with lust. Could they even stop and control their feelings before it's too late?
Claimed By My Ex’s Stepbrother
4.0K·Jade Rhodes“IS IT TRUE?” Grayson’s voice thundered through the room. “Yes!” Tessa said softly. “Yes it is!” “So you’ve been cheating on me, haven’t you?” He spat. Her hands trembled. “No, I swear, it’s not like that.” He grabbed her arm, his grip bruising her wrist as she squealed in pain. “Then whose baby are you carrying, huh?” His voice was ice cold. Tessa shivered, tears blurring her vision. “I don’t know.” ********** Pregnant with the powerful Roman Blackwood’s child, while engaged to his unstable stepbrother — Tessa Quinn becomes the key to a ruthless inheritance war where love has no place. As secrets unravel and danger closes in, Tessa must protect her unborn child while trapped between love, vengeance, and men who want to own her fate.
Breed Me Raw, Alpha
150·Joan E.Content Warning: This story contains mature themes intended for adult readers. It includes depictions of forbidden relationships, power imbalance, manipulation, emotional abuse, betrayal, jealousy, and grief. Pregnancy loss, infertility fears, and complicated family dynamics are explored. There are references to self-harm and suicide without graphic detail, as well as illness, hospitalization, and death. Scenes may include intense intimacy, obsession, coercive behavior, and psychological distress. Readers may encounter controlling relationships, consent complications, and long-term emotional trauma. If these topics are distressing, please read with care, take breaks, and prioritize your well-being.
Steamy Tales
1.0K·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!”
I Faked My Death to Escape My Don Husband
30·patMy husband “died” in a Mafia shootout. I was shattered—numbly surviving for the sake of the child I hadn’t even delivered yet. Then, a month later, in a private club, I saw his “late twin brother” laughing and talking in my husband’s very voice— and I knew it at once: his death was a flawless, coordinated con. He spun a lie big enough to blot out the sky, all so he could stay by his “dying” sister-in-law’s side—night after night, tangled in her arms. So I scheduled the procedure. And on the day he planned his “rebirth,” I gave him a gift: a livestream the whole internet would watch, and a “fatal fall” even more perfect than his fake death. By the time the entire family collapsed in chaos, the real me had already been reborn on a distant, unfamiliar shore.
The Vampire’ s Blood Covenant Bride
0·patA bride kneels in silk while Lucien presses silver to her pulse. Her birth father, Graham Hale, applauds, because her blood is being auctioned to save his other daughter. A “sister” coughs prettily from a velvet chaise, waiting for the bride to run dry. Lucien murmurs, “Hold still,” as if tenderness can disguise ownership. And the bride decides the only way to survive this family is to burn it down.
Fake Feast
0·-I am the family’s adopted daughter—and the prettiest decorative painting hanging on their wall. At the family’s IPO charity gala, I exposed the truth to everyone: the “masterpiece” being auctioned for twenty million was a fake—and the real one was in my hands. This wasn’t just about exposing art fraud. It was about avenging my mother, who died in a “freak fire” fifteen years ago—after she uncovered the family’s money-laundering scheme and was silenced forever.
The Devil’s Bargain
0·patI signed a contract—trading my ability to love for a single chance at rebirth. In my last life, my family branded me insane, had me locked in a psychiatric ward, and I died strapped to an electroshock table. This time, I wake up twelve years old again—on the day my “little sister,” Violet, is brought into our home. While everyone crowds around her, cooing over her tears and offering comfort, I simply watch them in silence. My father demands, “Can’t you be a little kinder?” I nod. “I can. But I don’t want to.” Then I turn my back and walk out of that prison they call “family.” Years later, I’m thriving. And my family—rotting from the inside out in the hands of the “perfect daughter” they protected so carefully. The devil laughs softly at my ear: “See? I told you. You never needed something as useless as love to win.”
He Swore a Mate, and Kept Another
0·AnswerI was scrolling through an online forum when I stumbled across a post:【 How do you know if your mate is cheating?】 I was about to scroll past when a pinned comment caught my eye. 【Trust me, the most obvious sign is when he starts obsessively covering up his scent. My sponsor—an Alpha who's about to become the next Alpha King—does exactly this. Every time he sees me, he washes five times with a pine and cedar blend, terrified his "fated mate" will catch a whiff of me on him. But honestly? He's completely sick of her. She's too rational, too independent—has no idea how to please a real Alpha.】 My breath caught in my throat. Ron Blackwood—my fiancé, my boyfriend of five years—had recently started using that exact scent combination with unusual frequency. I told myself it was just a coincidence, but my fingers kept scrolling. 【Today I casually mentioned feeling unwell, and he immediately ditched her to come keep me company. We spent the whole night at Moonlight Bay. He says being there makes him feel truly free.】 The photo showed a man kissing the back of a hand—only his lips and chin visible, and on that mouth, a fresh cut. Last night, during a heated kiss, I'd bitten Ron's lip in the exact same spot. The same position. The same familiar chin and lips.
My Uncle’s Trap
5·-I was a broke barista worrying about rent—until I inherited $120 million from my uncle, who “accidentally” died and left me everything. My new boyfriend was passionate, my professor friend was gentle and reliable—I thought fate was finally paying me back. Then came the influencer boyfriend’s jealous meltdowns, secretly installing a tracker on my phone. And the gentle professor, who kept urging me to play a gacha game he designed. I spent $47,000 on that game, chasing a limited-edition card he called “rare and precious.” A programmer friend checked the backend code. Long silence. “Drop rate is zero. You were never meant to get it.” —And last night, he told me: “Persistence itself is a form of practice.” Now I’ve decided to start by looking into exactly what kind of “practice” my mentor has been conducting.
Return of the Barefoot Bride
0·Answer-IThey took the baby from my arms before the umbilical cord had even dried. "The Blackwell heir has no need for a good-luck charm as a mother." Dominic's mother stood in the doorway of the delivery room, her voice as cold as the surgical lights overhead. I reached desperately for that small swaddled bundle, straining with everything I had left. My sutures split open. Blood ran down the side of the operating table. No one looked at me. Every person in that room had closed around the baby like a wall. Dominic stood at the outermost edge of the crowd. He glanced at me — only once — and then turned and signed a document someone had placed in front of him. I didn't find out until later what it was. A authorization surrendering my parental custody. He hadn't even read it. Just as five months earlier, he had signed the contract that made me his wife — the same casual, indifferent hand, like processing a delivery receipt for a package he hadn't ordered and didn't want. Two orderlies escorted me out through the hospital's side entrance. No wheelchair. No pain medication. I walked barefoot across concrete in December, and behind me, the door clicked shut with the finality of a lock being turned. Three years later, I sat across from Dominic Blackwell again — this time as Chief Negotiator of the Ashford Group. He looked at my face. His pupils contracted sharply. "You —" I opened the folder in front of me and smiled, cutting him off before he could finish. "Mr. Blackwell. Let's talk about your 1.2 billion acquisition deal — the one that's about to go into default."
The Alpha They Threw Away
0·AnswerI signed my name on that goddamn "hostage" agreement. Three days. I agreed to be handed over as a hostage to the Iron Claw pack in three days, held until the Shadow pack scraped together the reparations. This should have been Vivienne's responsibility. My *dear* foster sister. She was the one who lost every last herb shipment bound for the Iron Claw pack—a loss that cost them more than ten warriors. But at this very moment, Vivienne was lounging in the Shadow pack's manor, her "injured" leg carefully wrapped in a plaster cast. And I—the true heir of the Thornheart bloodline—was the one paying for her mess. I might be tortured. Killed. A convenient outlet for the Iron Claw pack's rage. But that was fine. I would go through with it. And then I would shed everything my blood family had ever given me, return to where I truly belonged— And leave my“dear”family one hell of a surprise.
