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The Abandoned Daughter Returned Without Mercy
Allison was framed, and they said she tried to kill her half-sister, so they sent her to an asylum. For three years she suffered all kinds of torture, and no one even bothered to check on her. Her own family called her mentally ill, but the truth was her mother betrayed her just to push her illegitimate daughter into the Rogers family and steal Allison’s identity. She had nothing left except an injured body. But a sudden encounter with the notorious mad dog of the Lopez family became her one advantage. She saved the crippled Jareth Taylor during an underground fight. Allison slowly walked toward the confused Jareth, who was sitting on the couch with his cane in his right hand. “Elite society calls you a mad dog, but Master Jareth is far more than that. You’re the craziest dog I’ve ever met. Still, I’m willing to become your bait in exchange for power.” Jareth chuckled, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his lips. “I take both body and soul as collateral. Would you be willing to crawl into my bed and warm my lonely nights?”

Daddy Shouldn't Know How You Taste
While my mother laughed with her friends, doing her makeup for her big night, I was on my knees in the next room, sucking her husband-to-be’s thick nine-inch cock like a desperate little slut. His strong hand fisted in my hair, forcing me deeper as I gagged and drooled all over him. "Suck it, you little whore," he growled, thrusting into my throat. "That’s it… just like that." I knew it was wrong. I knew I should stop. But the moment his cock slid between my lips, I lost every ounce of control. This was only the beginning. Dive in if you’re ready to get wet. Stay if you want to cum. 18+ Strictly Taboo Extremely Explicit No Fade to Black Drop your morals at the door. This book contains raw, filthy sex, BDSM, rough dominance, breeding, cum play, degradation, and every forbidden act you crave.

Naughty Nights at The Imperial
Welcome to the Imperial. Miami’s most exclusive waterfront tower. Where the city’s richest and most dangerous live above the clouds. Behind every penthouse door is a secret. A billionaire who keeps his neighbor’s wife after midnight. A bodyguard who breaks every rule the moment the elevator doors close. An ex who still has the key — and isn’t afraid to use it. A powerful man no one dares refuse. An alpha who claims what he wants under the Miami skyline. Different couples. Different desires. One glittering tower where the nights are long, the rules are optional, and the elevators aren’t the only thing going up. This is Naughty Nights at the Imperial. Once you step inside… you won’t want to leave.

Healing My Billionaire Ex Who Hates Me
Maeve Garcia only wanted a debt-free life. Buried under bills and family responsibilities, she accepts a highly paid job as a private physiotherapist on a remote island. She never expected her patient to be Carter Reeve, the billionaire football star who was once her first love. Eight years ago, their relationship had come to an abrupt halt due to a misunderstanding none of them got to clear up. Years later, Carter is wheelchair-bound after a devastating accident, and Maeve is the last woman he wants anywhere near him. But he needs her. And she needs the money. Forced to see each other every day, old hatred slowly gives way to the love neither of them managed to bury. Just when they uncover the truth behind their painful separation, another secret threatens to tear them apart. Someone has been manipulating their lives for years. And this time, Maeve and Carter may not survive the truth.

Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession
Immersed 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...

The Mafia King’s Toy
Nerthus goes by many names. Hiding from an unpleasant past, she keeps her true identity a secret while working as an escort. As she covers an appointment with a mysterious new client for a sick colleague, she thinks it will be a one-night thing as he is known to never book an escort twice. Until he books her again. When her other clients start mysteriously canceling their appointments, she suddenly finds herself in a tricky, but quite alluring situation. She tries everything to resist his irresistible temptations that threaten getting her fingers burnt. But she risks it anyway. Will Nerthus realize her mistake too late? And will she be able to resist her forbidden desire for her mysterious new client? *** TW: explicit and foul language; frequent sex scenes; violence; SA ***

Bratva's Obsession
“You should end things with him.” A husky deep voice echoes from the darkness. I freeze in place, his thick Russian accent sent shivers down my spine. I could only make out his large form from the dim lights of the smoking area. “H-how long have you been standing there?” I shivered, not from the cold but from an unsettling feeling. He chuckles deep and richly causing my heart to beat faster as I watch a small flicker of light before smoke puffs out into the air. “Go inside, krasotka it’s too cold for that little dress of yours...” ******** Josephine Beaumont would’ve never imagined that working as a personal nurse for a wealthy French businessman would entangle her into the deadly web of mafia rivalries. Struggling with financial issues and a toxic relationship, she catches the attention of the dangerous and ruthless Russian pakhan, Sasha Romanov. A deep dark obsession brews takes root in his heart. He stalks her every move with burning desire and manipulates their meeting in the pretense of fate, pulling her into the dangerous dark world of the mafia. Delve into this dark, steamy mafia romance filled with obsession, power, and high-stakes danger, Bratva’s Obsession will leave you breathless and craving more.

Steamy Encounters
“No,” she breathed, true panic seizing her. “Mark, don’t —” “This is for the mess,” he said, his voice devoid of all mercy. The cold, rounded end of the handle nudged against her soaked flesh. It was so much broader than a finger, impossibly foreign. “And for the defiance," he completed before he pushed the handle of the knife inside her pussy. The stretch was immediate, shocking. It wasn’t pain, not yet. It was a profound, overwhelming fullness. The metal was cool against her burning, clenching heat. A broken scream tore from her throat as he worked it deeper, inch by relentless inch, filling her in a way that was utterly degrading. It was violation given shape and weight. He seated it fully, the cool silver pressing against her deepest parts. He held it there, letting her feel the full, impossible intrusion. Her body fought it, spasming around the unyielding object, which only made the sensation more brutal, more specific. She was panting, her tears soaking the linen, her entire universe reduced to the cold metal splitting her open. “Now,” Mark said, his breath warm against her ear as he leaned over her. His hand remained on the handle, not moving it yet, just owning it. “You will stay just like this. And you will finish your dinner.” ..... Enter a world of passion, pleasure, and desire with “Steamy Encounters,” a collection of tantalizing erotic stories that will leave you breathless and craving more. From steamy one-night stands to forbidden romances, each story explores the depths of human sexuality in all its provocative forms. Indulge in the forbidden allure of a secret office affair, where the thrill of being caught only adds to the excitement. Surrender to the heat of a passionate encounter on a deserted beach

After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Ten years of marriage! She thought she had married the best man in the world. However, the man killed her and stole all her money. After reborn, she returned to 22 years old and become a billionaire. She will revenge!

Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth
Before rebirth, she was betrayed by the love rats. They harmed her mother, defiled her name, and plotted her wealth...... When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer the weak and deceitful girl. She had to revenge on the love rats!!

The Sex Doctor (His Submissive)
//DARK ROMANCE// WARNING! THIS BOOK CONTAINS STEAMY SCENE IN EVERY CHAPTER. IF YOU ARE BELOW 18+ AND YOU FEEL INSECURE ABOUT READING EROTIC BOOK, PLEASE DON'T READ. IT CONTAINS HIGH SEXUAL CONTENT!!!...THOSE WHO WISH TO CONTINUE, PLEASE DO BECAUSE YOU WILL REALLY ENJOY IT, IT'S WORTH IT!!!…. (18+) "Please touch me doctor, please touch me down there doctor it hurts so baaaaaad.....". Ann begged, she tried touching her cunt but the handcuff around her wrist were depriving her. Marcus smirked, he strode to the bed where she was position at the edge of the bed and crotched down. His face, facing her swollon pussy as he maintain direct eye contact with her drippy wet entrance. "Ahhhh... doctor touch me...touch me please.... ". Ann begged as she felt his hot breath fanning her cunt. Her breath quickened and her nipple hardened in reaction. She was sexually aroused that she craved for his fingers to touch her. "Are you sure you want me to touch you?". Marcus asked in a raspy voice. It made a shiver ran down her spine. She arched her back and tightly closed her eyes. "Touch me please...touch me...I want your fingers in my fucking hoe, I want you to fuck me with those thick fingers of yours, I want you to suck me dry till I scream your name". Ann screamed aloud in a shakery voice. Her legs were trembling as she craved for him to unleash his finger into her cunt. "You asked for this". Marcus said as he slides his two fingers into his mouth, absorbing it with his saliva before bringing it out. Using his two fingers, he thwack her cunt and it made a sloshing sound as her juice leaked out of her entrance . Ann screamed as she curled her toes with her eyes closed, she tried stretching her hands to touch him but the handcuff were depriving her. "Please doctor, please fuck me". Ann begged with tears trickling out from the side of her eyes. He didn't moved his hands, he left it on her cunt. He pressed his finger in her cunt and her juice squirt out of her entrance. Ann clenched her hands into a fist as she moan louder while opening her mouth wide open and began gasping for air. THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF THE "SEX DOCTOR(HIS SUBMISSIVE)18+" FLASHBACK OF HOW IT STARTED. INTRODUCTION; I am Ann hamburger. A sex maniac. I mean, I love having sex. And I am a fan of one night stands. My parents and ex boyfriend thinks I am cursed but my body is just highly sensitive. It was all fun to me but I got to thinking that, they might be right. So my best friend, Silver, introduced someone to me—A sex doctor . Marcus Morris. She says he is my last hope. My question is, am I really cursed? Can a sex doctor help me stop being a sex maniac? Well flip through this pages and read the story of my life. The shades of Ann...

Puck Me, Stepbrother
Bryson POV Blackridge University was already a nightmare before I dumped hot coffee all over Julian Hayes. He's tall, built, with this perfect smirk that makes me want to punch him. Captain of the hockey team and the biggest asshole I've ever met. He destroyed me in front of everyone. Made sure I knew exactly where I stood. But then I joined the hockey team to make my mom happy, and suddenly everything changed. I could actually play. And Julian? He started looking at me like he wanted to destroy me in a whole different way. Now every practice feels like war. Every time we're alone in the locker room, I can barely breathe. I hate him. I want him. And I'm pretty sure he knows it. Julian's POV I run Blackridge University. Team captain, golden boy, everyone wants to be me or be with me. Then some transfer kid crashes into me and ruins my shirt. Bryson Miller. Smart mouth, cheap clothes, and eyes that look at me like he's not impressed. I should've crushed him and moved on. But the little shit joined my hockey team and turned out to be good. Really good. Now I can't get him out of my head. Every practice, every fight we have feels like something else entirely. Something I don't want to think about. I thought that was complicated enough. Then I walk into my house tonight and find Bryson unpacking boxes in my living room..

More Than A Secretary
When Katrina Jones started working as Lucas Evans secretary she never envisioned falling for the handsome but arrogant CEO. But as she worked alongside him she discovered that there is a lot more to him than he let the world see. Her heart couldn't help but fall for him. But Lucas saw her as just his secretary and nothing more. Or so she thought....
When My Superstar Husband Fell for His Sister-in-Law
The funeral had barely ended when my celebrity husband brought his pregnant sister-in-law home. "My brother is gone, and she's pregnant and needs care. As a public figure, I have to be responsible." Axel Franklin—America's hottest A-list star—spoke these words like he was delivering a press statement, calm and indisputable. He carried Ella's luggage and gave her our master bedroom. And I could only watch coldly from the sidelines. The first week, she was relatively quiet. The second week, she began to infiltrate. She brought warm milk to the study, her voice soft and fragile: "Filming is so exhausting, you need proper rest." At dinner, she coughed lightly, hand pressed to her chest: "Axel, I feel a bit stuffy. Could you tell me about some interesting experiences from your shoots?" In the middle of the night, she pretended to have breathing difficulties, calling Axel into her room to sing her to sleep. I wasn't an outsider to this world—I was an investor's daughter, intimately familiar with the entertainment industry. I'd grown up surrounded by schemes and manipulation. I could see her performance was flawless, every move calculated with precision. But when I looked at Axel, his eyes held patience, even tenderness. "You'll be more comfortable if you lie on your side when you rest." As he said this, his fingers gently touched her face. My heart clenched painfully. How I wanted to remind him—I'm your wife, not her. But the words stuck in my throat, leaving only the violent pounding of my heart. Five years ago, I gave up the chance to join the board of directors for this marriage. I abandoned my edge in the financial world just to be a quiet star's wife. Now I understood—in his eyes, a pregnant sister-in-law was more worthy of his protection than I was. I walked into the study, my fingers ice-cold as I dialed the phone. "Dad." My voice trembled but held unprecedented determination. "I want a divorce."
My Husband Humiliated Me with His Mistress—So I Destroyed Him Overnight
Ten years of marriage, and my husband moaned another woman's name in bed. His secretary showed up pregnant. My son ended up in the ER because of their negligence. Everyone said I'd never survive without him. Then I dropped the mask. I pulled out the evidence of his affair, the records proving his company ran on my family's money, and watched as the board voted him out. He lost everything. Now he and his mistress are on their knees, begging me to forgive them. I take my son's hand and walk away without looking back. From now on, I'm the only one steering my life.
He Cheated, I Unmasked and Struck Back
He was my fiancé of five years, yet at the company’s bankruptcy crisis meeting he wrapped his arm around my most trusted best friend and publicly declared, “She is the woman I truly love.” The fifty-million-dollar contract in my hands that could have saved his company instantly became a silent joke. He thought I was just a powerless secretary who would slink away after the humiliation. Little did he know that “Isabelle Green” was only the false name I’d hidden behind for five years—I am the only granddaughter of a billionaire, and with a single word I could bring his entire empire crashing down.
The Right Way for a Spoiled Heiress to Get Divorced
For four years of marriage, I thought I'd picked the right man. Julian Castellano. The most respectable man on the Upper East Side. He never stayed out past midnight. There were no tabloid scandals. On the nights I jolted awake from a nightmare drenched in cold sweat, he'd hold me in his arms and whisper: Whatever hurt you before—I'll never let it happen to you again. I believed him. I believed him, and I believed his mother, too. The fact that I couldn't get pregnant—that was my problem. Four years. Fifty examinations. Hospital after hospital, specialist after specialist. I never once fought back. He sat beside me through all of it and never said a word. Then, at one in the morning, I came across that video. Him kissing another woman. A full sixty seconds. Later, that same woman announced in front of everyone that she was carrying his child. She ran me over with her car in the parking lot, and he was sitting in the passenger seat. "She had it coming," he said. I lay on the cold pavement, the taste of iron flooding my mouth, and suddenly everything became perfectly clear. So I did three things. I ordered ten male models to his private booth at his favorite club—on his tab. I burned his wine cellar to the ground—every last bottle worth millions. And I told him to close his eyes and sign a little "surprise" I'd prepared— It was our divorce agreement. Before I left, I sent him an email with all fifty of my medical reports from the past four years attached. The last line read: Maybe it's time you found out which one of us actually has the problem. He got tested. The diagnosis came back: azoospermia. That was the moment he fell apart.
My Husband’s Dirty Secrets
Less than a month after the funeral, my marriage quietly began to crumble. “My best friend is gone, and his wife is pregnant. She has no one to rely on.” Ethan Lawford stood at the door with Clara Lewis beside him, his voice calm—too calm. “She’ll stay here for a while. I promised Lewis I’d take care of her.” He carried her luggage in himself, the same hands that used to hold me when he came home late from the firm. Now they carried another woman’s life into our home. At first, she was quiet. Fragile. Then she began to fill the house with her presence. She brought him coffee at midnight, murmuring, “You’ve been working too long, Ethan. You need rest.” She lingered at the office doorway when he drafted case briefs, her eyes soft, full of grief and gratitude. And every time, Ethan looked at her with that same patient sympathy— the kind that used to belong to me. I wasn’t naive. I used to be a lawyer too. I recognized every emotional manipulation she deployed. The evidence was all there—motives, opportunity, execution. But what hurt most wasn’t her tactics. It was that Ethan never once objected. He gave her the guest room first. Then he gave up our bedroom. And me? I became the stranger walking past two people who shared whispered grief behind closed doors. Three years ago, I’d quit my position at my father’s investment firm to support Ethan’s career. I funded his dream of opening his own law office. Now, standing in the same home built from my father’s money, I watched him give it all away—to her. I dialed a number with shaking hands. “Dad,” I said, voice low but steady. “I want a divorce.”

Loving All Of Me
Started from a disastrous arranged marriage. Can it be turned to love? Vivian is a very wild girl. She loves her independence so much. She is stubborn as hell and loves to talk back and reason. But her freedom soon vanished when her parents told her to marry some man in her sister's place. How can she marry a man who she never knew existed? And why does it have to be her as her sister's substitute. But whatever it will be, she will not be pinned down by some man. She is her own person.

Baby With The Billionaire
Kyle Dale after long thought decides to have a baby which will be his heir to his family business. Marriage is the last thing on his mind, all he needs is a child or so he thinks. After weeks of observation, he thinks his secretary Jade Brown is the best candidate who is cable of bearing his child. He is going to make a deal with her which she isn't able to resist. Jade Brown is in deep financial debts because of her younger brother Josh keeps getting in fights. So when the billionaire boss who has never spoken to her asks her to have his child, she accepts. Will the two bond over the little bundle of joy they share? Let's read and find out.
