Unattainable Love

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."

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.
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.

On my Knees for my Best Friend’s Daddy
When my ex boyfriend leaks my sextape and my family expects me to die from shame, here’s what I do: I tell the old creep trying to buy me to fuck off, get myself thrown out, and fly across the country to my best friend’s mansion to figure out my next move. What I DON’T expect is to walk in on Knox Reid—my best friend’s ex-military billionaire father—stroking his cock to my viral sex tape. I should be horrified. Humiliated. Instead, I’m soaking wet and completely mesmerized. And for the first time since my life exploded, I feel powerful. He catches me staring. Doesn’t stop. Keeps stroking, harder, faster, his dark eyes locked on mine until he comes all over himself. That forbidden moment changes everything. Spending the holidays at Knox’s mansion was supposed to be my escape—a place to hide while the scandal blows over. Instead, it becomes my rebellion. Now I want him fucking me everywhere, against the frosted windows, on his desk, in front of the fire while my best friend party’s outside. I want to feel alive again, and Knox makes me burn in all the best ways. But he’s my best friend’s estranged father trying to fix their relationship. And I’m trying to rebuild my shattered life, not destroy it again. We should stop, but we can’t. He’s forbidden. He’s mine. And he’s all I want for the holidays…and maybe for the rest of my life.

The Revenge Wife's After Betrayed
Olivia Grace was willing to sacrifice everything for the man she loved—Hunter Jackson. But every sacrifice was repaid with humiliation. When her husband threw a lavish birthday party at a nightclub for his ex-girlfriend, treating it like the grandest gift, and allowed Olivia to be publicly humiliated, her heart shattered into pieces.

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!

His Open Marriage, My Forbidden Secret
He wanted freedom after breaking me. So I hired a stranger for one reckless night. But he's not a call boy. He's a mafia king who owns this city. Now he decided I'm his. No negotiations. No escape.
From Don's Pet to A Mafia Queen
I’d been Don Dante Moretti’s secret mistress for five years. I told myself that swallowing my pride and staying obedient would eventually earn me a place at his side. Then, at his engagement party, the mafia princess looped a leather collar around my neck in front of everyone and humiliated me into a “pet puppy.” Dante just watched as my allergy closed my throat and I collapsed—then he let them lock me in a corrugated iron shed for three days and three nights while I burned with fever. So when my biological father—his deadliest enemy—sent men to pull me out of that shed that nearly became my grave, I took the hand that reached for me. Now, with a gun pressed to my forehead, Dante finally understands: what he lost wasn’t just a girl—he lost the key to controlling himself.
I Don't Fight for Crumbs Alpha
At our graduation party, my boyfriend kissed his “soulmate” in front of everyone and told me it was “just for the game.” On Valentine’s Day, he brought out the “signature curry” he’d learned to cook for me— and fed it to her, tossing me a casual, “Don’t overthink it.” Every eye in the room turned to me, waiting for the hysterical meltdown. I just smiled and nodded. Because no one knew that a month earlier, I’d already decided to cut every connection to him and accepted a transfer to Buenos Aires. This blurry little game of his? He can keep playing it—just not with me.
An Illicit Affair with the Alpha
I am an Omega sentenced to death by twenty-one silver nails. On the execution platform, my Alpha stood at the highest point, watching with his own eyes as the silver nails were driven into my body one by one, yet he never uttered a word. They said I had committed the sin of forbidden love—that an Omega should never harbor desires for an Alpha, and he had chosen to abandon me with his own hands. When the tenth silver nail pierced through, I was still waiting for him to say "stop," but he only stared at me coldly. It wasn't until I lost consciousness that he descended from the high platform and had the remaining twelve silver nails driven into his own body...
The Price of Mrs. Romano: Breaking Don's Contract
In the Romano family’s world, bullets and contracts are equally deadly. Dante signs off on life and death, and with “procedure” and “spending limits” he chokes off his own wife’s emergency treatment, leaving her bleeding out on a hospital floor. He thinks she’ll spend the rest of her life trapped in that gold-trimmed marriage bed, obediently filing expense reports for every cent she spends. What he doesn’t see is that from that night on, she slips divorce papers into his stack of documents and quietly records every port, warehouse, and secret shipping route he owns. By the time he realizes— the marriage he signed is already dissolved, and with that same pen she’s cut his empire wide open.
The Wife He Discarded
I took a bullet for her. His mistress. While I bled on the pavement, my husband held HER, whispering comfort in her ear. He never even looked at me. For three years, I suppressed my true identity to be his perfect wife. I hid what I really was—the sole heir of the legendary Sterling business empire. I made myself small because I thought he'd love me. I was wrong. The night I left, I revealed every ounce of power I'd been hiding. The stock market trembled. Business leaders for miles scrambled to understand. My husband felt it—that surge of influence that dwarfed his own. But he didn't know it was me. His discarded wife. The woman he threw away. Now I'm the most powerful CEO in the northern region. And he's begging for a second chance. Too bad I'm done being anyone's second choice.
The Don's Betrayal, My Freedom
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.
The Don Used Me
I am a mafia don’s wife—and the architect behind his entire port empire. The moment he rolled off my body, he called another woman and promised her marriage. To secure her family’s weapons line, he’s divorcing me—trading our marriage for power. “Feelings are useless,” he said calmly. “You were always temporary.” What he doesn’t know is this: the port doesn’t run on his guns—it runs on me, and I’ve just decided to stop saving him.
A Decade of My Life, in Exchange for a Lie
I'm Ella Wood, wife of Professor Ryan Cavill, and the invisible shadow who's worked in his lab for three years. Until tonight, I thought at least my research was my own. Now I stand between the cold metal shelves of the storage room, listening to my husband in the adjacent office making soft promises to his prized student Chloe Miller, about handing over everything I've bled for. "Don't worry," Ryan's voice comes through the thin wall, so gentle it makes my stomach clench—a tone he hasn't used with me in a long time. "That paper of Ella's, I'll list you as corresponding author. She did the foundational work, but you need this top-tier publication to apply for the national lab position." I freeze in place.
Scarlet Vow: The Don's Betrayal & My Bloody Revenge
On my thirtieth birthday, I saw my Don in the prison visiting room. He didn’t bring a cake—only divorce papers and a confession meant to make me take the fall for his crimes. Three months earlier, I had taken a bullet for him, believing I had finally earned his love. But soon after, I overheard him on the phone saying that on my birthday, he would give me a “queen’s funeral.” So I was sent to prison, forced to shoulder the blame for a massacre I never committed. What they didn’t know was that I discovered I was pregnant with his child behind those bars. When a riot broke out, I escaped the prison and clawed my way back to life through the river. Three years later, I returned to the underground auction wearing a red mask. This time, I came back for only one reason— to destroy everything he has.
After He Left Me for a “Billionaire”, The Sterling Heiress Came Back
Seven years ago, I gave up the Sterling name for love and became an “ordinary” accountant's wife. Seven years later, my husband used me as a stepping stone and discarded me without mercy, making room for the mistress carrying the “Sterling family” bloodline. He ordered his bodyguards to drag me into the operating room—and when he pressed my hand to sign the divorce papers while I lay unconscious, he thought I had lost everything. Not until I appeared at his engagement banquet with his mistress, my arm linked through my grandfather's—the true godfather of the underworld—did he finally understand. Watching his face drain of color, I spoke the truth softly: “The Sterling princess you 're trying clinging to… is me.”
The Woman Sacrificed by the Godfather
I was the heir’s most loyal shadow—ten years of killing for him without a single mistake. The night I was captured and my fingers were broken, they laughed and told me he was engaged—and that he had personally tampered with my gun. I endured torture and kept my silence for him, but when I crawled back to the manor covered in blood, he only demanded to know why I was still alive. On the night of his engagement party, he ordered me to attend in full dress, publicly reduced me to a “used blade”—and when a bomb fell, he shoved me in front of him and his fiancée. As I lay bleeding on the floor and watched him carry another woman to safety, I finally understood—I hadn’t been protecting love, I had been volunteering for my own execution.
The Daywalker’s Farewell to A Pureblood Vampire
James Morretti pulled me from the jaws of death, and in return, I became his property—a half-vampire daywalker useful for running his daylight errands. But I overheard the plan: in three years, I’d be disposed of. So I did the one thing no one expected. I walked away. They called me his ‘bedmate’ as a joke. They forgot I have teeth.
On the Judgment Stone, I Chose the Alpha Who Owes Me His Life
I'm Ellara, the lowest-ranking Omega in the Greystone Pack. Today, the entire pack is waiting to watch me get kicked out. My Alpha, Kael—he drank my blood three years ago to survive. Now he sits on the high platform, ready to let me fend for myself. When Cyrus reads my name, Kael's eyes sweep over me like I'm a stone. I know that from this moment on, I should hate him.
