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The Substitute Wife’s Revenge
1.0K·JONEAMarsha Walker’s sudden death forces Seraphina into a fate she never chose. In a single night, she is compelled to replace her sister as the bride of the powerful Kingsley family and marry Gabriel Kingsley, a man whose name alone commands fear. This marriage is not born of love, but of debt, pressure, and an old promise that the Walker family cannot escape. Yet Seraphina is far from fragile. Beneath her calm exterior lies a woman shaped by danger and survival. As she steps into Gabriel’s world of unspoken rules and hidden shadows, Seraphina begins to realize that this union conceals far more than a forced vow. Amid a cold marriage, family intrigue, and silent threats, one question slowly takes shape: in this dangerous bond, who is truly trapped—and who is the real threat?
Alpha’s Moonchild
723·MisspettyBetrayed. Rejected. Forgotten. Elvira was born to be Luna, but on the night of her mating ceremony, her step-sister takes her place, and her step brothers—Beta Eric and Beta Elijah made sure she was never seen. Branded a murderer, unworthy of love, they break her, chain her, and leave her for dead. But fate isn’t done with her yet. Elvira has one choice, stay buried in their lies or rise to destroy and take back her place.
Captured by an Alpha Daddy for Christmas (18+)
6.0K·Debbie Star Warning: Smut! Smut!! Smut!!! Rated 18. Captured by an Alpha Daddy for Christmas contains possessive alpha behavior, forced proximity, age-gap romance, plus-size heroine, daddy-dom dynamics, jealousy, obsessive protectiveness, power imbalance, and holiday-season intimacy. Not suitable for readers under 18. ~~~ Dumped a week before Christmas, Annabelle “Belle” Evans forfeits her plan to spend Christmas with her narcissistic boyfriend in New York, and agrees to travel back home to Big Bear Lake with her perfect model sister and her nerdy brother-in-law. But a funny Christmas wish has other plans for her. When their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, Belle wanders off for help and finds herself cornered by a wolf in the snowy woods. Just when she thinks she’s about to be torn to pieces, a massive stranger appears—tall, broad, and sinfully hot, his eyes glowing amber in the moonlight. He saves her life… and then claims her as his. He takes her to his secluded cabin deep in the woods, refusing to let her leave until she’s “healed.” But the way his hands linger on her skin, the way he looks at her curves like she’s a meal he needs to taste, Belle starts to realize the wound he really wants to tend to is the one between her thighs. He’s dangerous. He’s dominant. He’s sexy. He’s everything she wished for when she jokingly wrote to Santa for a “hot werewolf boyfriend.” Now she’s trapped in his arms, a prisoner to his touch, his heat, his growl, and the wild, wicked love burning between them might just make this her best Christmas ever.
The Art of Sex
3.0K·VivianaIs it possible to feel such sexual attraction for a stranger you've just met? Daviana Morris never imagined she would become Michele Gershon's sexual obsession. She has been Connor Gershon's personal secretary for a year, and in all that time she never met the real owner of the company where she worked. Connor was running his father Michele's company during his absence, but one day the CEO reappears to take back the reins of his company, and that's when the young woman realizes she's going to have a new boss. However, certain problems arise during this change of leadership. Young Connor doesn't want her to be his father's secretary, but rather to continue being his assistant, and the reason is that this capricious CEO also wants to spread her legs and have sex with her. It should be noted that this lustful black-haired man has fucked half of the company's female employees, except for her. What this reckless young man didn't know was that Daviana's pussy only reacted to Michele's reserved presence. Meanwhile, she didn't know that the CEO planned to try many positions from the Kama Sutra on her body, ignoring the fact that she was still a virgin.
My Father's Best Friend
88.0K·AnthelstaneAndrea Owen had always been a sucker for older guys - preferably handsome, tall, masculine with really light-colored eyes with a dark and dangerous aura. What she does not know is that the man she had been looking for all her life had been there ever since she was born, in the form of her father's best friend, Lance Gallagher.
After divorce, I am a billionaire
2.0M·Vivian For the sake of love, Lyra left everything behind and worked as a full-time wife for three years. But in the end, she realized that all her efforts were not as good as one look from her husband's first love. Disheartened, Lyra resolutely filed for divorce. "Sorry, I'm a billionaire! I want a strong man to be my husband." Immediately after, the whole internet exploded! A billionaire super rich woman, suspected to have divorced? So, all the CEOs are scrambling to court her. Melvin in front of the screen can not stand it, the next day held a press conference, the beautiful name: kneeling to beg his wife home!
Sold To The Mafia Boss
6.0K·ChinweEleanor's heart pounded as Armando backed her into a corner, his eyes dark and unrelenting. "Why do you keep resisting me, Eleanor?" he asked, his voice a low threat. She tried to pull away, but his grip on her wrist tightened. "I won't be your possession, Armando." A slow, dangerous smirk curled on his lips. "We'll see about that." His hand snaked around her waist, pulling her against him, the warmth of his body making it hard to think straight. Before she could protest, his mouth claimed hers, fierce and demanding. She wanted to fight, but the intensity of his kiss shattered her defenses. Her hands, instead of pushing him away, gripped his shoulders, drawing him closer. When he finally pulled back, they were both breathless. "You can lie to yourself all you want," Armando whispered against her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine, "but you can't deny what's between us." Eleanor's heart raced with conflicting emotions, knowing he was right-and hating herself for how much she wanted him. * * * * * * Eleanor's life spirals out of control when she is sold to Armando, a merciless Mafia boss. Their fiery confrontations spark a powerful and dangerous connection neither can deny. As betrayal and threats close in from every direction, Eleanor must decide if she can trust the man who holds her captive or if their growing bond will destroy them both. In a world of ruthless power struggles, love becomes the ultimate risk.
The Mafia's Crazy Obsession
10.0K·Demi Dean"I think you enjoyed at least part of your punishment last night, sweetheart." "No," I whispered, my voice barely audible, my eyes still on his hand, on his fingers as they drew small circles that made my toes curl on my exposed, sensitive skin. He moved closer to me, making a small gasp push past my lips as I looked up, our gazes colliding. "Relax. Do you know what the fun part is, Lana? It doesn't always have to be a punishment. It could be something... exciting too. Something you'll most definitely like." - To save her entire family from the Stravkos Mafia - which was the most powerful Mafia family in Tuscany, Italy - Then sixteen-year old Solana Williams agrees to take her sister's place and becomes a sacrificial lamb - becoming Abel Stravkos' wife. Theirs is just a mere marriage of convenience, but now older, wiser and twenty-three, Solana vows revenge for all they did to her family by making Abel's life a living nightmare. Abel Stravkos does not need a wife, but with his cold-hearted father handling the helm of affairs, he's helpless to object. His heart isn't tied to this strange, beautiful, vengeful woman who's been forced down his throat. But the line between love and hate is thin, and Solana's staunch disobedience to his orders fuels his need to control her in every way possible. Driven by revenge, and an undeniable passion sizzling just beneath the surface, it's only a matter of time before their attraction for each other becomes apparent, much to the dismay of his father as well as both internal and external forces trying to pull them apart. Will they ever rise above obstacles lodged in their paths and get their happily-ever-after?
More Than Lust
1.0M·CherryThis is More than lust series. Book 1: More Than lust Grace stepped back in fear when he stepped ahead. "Do it again and I will break your legs..." He warned. Her eyes filled with tears. "Chief, I am sorry... I didn't want to but it happened all of a sudden... I had no idea..." She sobbed. Dominick grabbed her chin harshly. "Open your mouth for only one thing in front of me..." He gritted. She whimpered and sobbed when he let it go with jerk. "Please don't punish me... I am sorry..." She pleaded but her words fell on deaf ears. "I don't want to do it... Chief, please... I am scared of this... Please... Please..." She cried. "Strip..." He ordered while walking towards the wall. Her eyes widened when he did that. She couldn't think properly. Out of fear she ran towards the door but poor girl didn't know that she can't open it. ***** Grace is a nice and intelligent girl but her kindness is her enemy. She was living happy and peaceful life until mob boss knocked on her door. Grace had to sacrifice herself to the devil for her father's mistakes. But does this devil have heart? How long she can do it for her father? How will Grace deal with this silent and cruel man who doesn't even talk to her? After all, it's not easy to have sex with mob boss. Book 2: More than lust (sequel) It's been six months since he forced her to marry him. Grace has learned to stay with Dominick or we can say that she has learn to let him dominate her life. But is she really in love with him or is it just because of his fear?
Owned By The Irish Mafia Boss
4.0K·Ethel"You have no idea do you?" He whispers, his lips only a millimetre from mine. "No idea about what?" His fingers slip around my waist, pulling me firmly against his body. I feel him everywhere. He's hard where I'm soft. Calm where my heart is beating. He lifts a hand to my face, gently cupping my cheek as he tilts my gaze to meet his. His thumb brushes against my lower lip and I suck in a sharp breath when I notice just how dark his gaze is. "You have no idea the power you have over me." ... Born to a mother who abandoned her family and a father who never even knew he existed, Aaron O' Sullivan has spent his entire life fighting to prove he belongs. With a chip on his shoulder and blood on his hands, he’s determined to reclaim the legacy stolen from him. When one moment of anger causes the one person he's grown to care about everything he's determined to step up and save her, even if she thinks she doesn't want his help. And what way to protect her other than to marry her? Elle will do whatever it takes to pay off her uncle and finally buy her freedom. But behind her sharp tongue and seductive smile lies a secret and trauma so deep she isn't sure she can heal from. Until him. She doesn't understand why he wants to protect her especially because he's the reason she's in this mess to begin with. She's got pain and he's got secrets. What happens when the two collide just how far are they willing to go for the things they desire.
The Sex Gods Pornstar
25.0K·M.E Julie REVERSE HAREM EROTICA.... CONTENTS ARE HIGHLY EXPLICIT ~~~~~~ “How long does it take for you to orgasm?” The first interview question took Kate by surprise. She looked over at her potential boss and blurted. "Excuse me?" "Or are you a virgin?" He asked again. Then ordered her to strip when Kate agreed she wasn't a virgin. ** Kate Migrated from New Orleans to Sin city looking for an acting role after she received an email from the company. Unknowingly to her, the company turned out to be a very popular Porn company owned by the twins, Alex and Aiden, who were popularly known as the sex gods. Initially, Kate wanted to reject the job but she became too desperate after she found out her father's condition. One thing Kate never knew is that she'll get tangled in the struggle between the twin brothers, who were fighting to gain her love and own her heart. When the tension between the brothers became too hot, secrets started coming to light. The exact secret that ruined Kate's life years before. Who among the twin brothers is the father of her son?
PSYCHO MAFIA
680·Mylovelyreaders "Please Xavier, let me go" "How can you say that my Rosebud when you know you're only mine, YOUR FUCKING MINE" What happens when Rosaline Browns comes to know on her wedding day that the love of her life, Xavier Knight, is none other than the most wanted criminal in America. The kind-hearted and innocent Rosaline thinks her sweet Xavier is a well-renowned businessman but in reality, he is a dangerous mafia leader of a fearsome gang but not to forget is a sick psychopath......
DIRTY DADDIES: AN 18+ EROTIC COLLECTION
2.0K·Remi Winters"That's it, baby girl. Take Daddy's cock like the good little slut you are." My boyfriend's father had me bent over his desk, hand wrapped around my throat, splitting me open with his thick cock while my boyfriend was on the line. * * * Forget what you know about love stories. This is a fucking raw, no-filter plunge into the depraved fantasies you only jerk off to when you're home alone. This collection is your VIP pass to the kind of filth that leaves you shaking—where powerful bosses bend you over their desks' and depraved strangers use your holes in dirty alleyways before vanishing into the night. We're talking about the kind of raw, pulse-pounding taboo that gets you off: forbidden age gaps, rough, messy gangbangs, public throat-fucking that steals your voice, and first times that leave you gaping, dripping, and ruined for anyone else. Consider this your final warning. This is explicit, vulgar, and engineered to soak your panties. If you can't handle stories drenched in choking, rough anal, non-con/dub-con kinks, and filthy-mouthed sluts who beg to be used like the c*m-dumpsters they are, close this book now. But if you're ready to get utterly wrecked—if you're craving that full-body, mind-melting, vibrator-on-high kind of climax that leaves you a boneless, dripping mess... Your next orgasm is waiting. Turn the page. We promise you'll be a good girl for us.
Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth
1.0M·Olivia MarshBefore 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!!
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...
I'm richer than my billionaire ex-husband
1.0M·Chloe TurnerShe was a wealthy woman, but she was turned into a tool which was used by her husband to save another woman. In desperation, she jumped into the fast-flowing river, swearing to the death rather than save the woman he loved. Years later, she's back gorgeously!
The Right Way for a Spoiled Heiress to Get Divorced
472·windFor 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.
Contract With The Devil: Love In Shackles
14·MoboI watched my husband sign the papers that would end our marriage while he was busy texting the woman he actually loved. He didn't even glance at the header. He just scribbled the sharp, jagged signature that had signed death warrants for half of New York, tossed the file onto the passenger seat, and tapped his screen again. "Done," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. That was Dante Moretti. The Underboss. A man who could smell a lie from a mile away but couldn't see that his wife had just handed him an annulment decree disguised beneath a stack of mundane logistics reports. For three years, I scrubbed his blood out of his shirts. I saved his family's alliance when his ex, Sofia, ran off with a civilian. In return, he treated me like furniture. He left me in the rain to save Sofia from a broken nail. He left me alone on my birthday to drink champagne on a yacht with her. He even handed me a glass of whiskey—her favorite drink—forgetting that I despised the taste. I was merely a placeholder. A ghost in my own home. So, I stopped waiting. I burned our wedding portrait in the fireplace, left my platinum ring in the ashes, and boarded a one-way flight to San Francisco. I thought I was finally free. I thought I had escaped the cage. But I underestimated Dante. When he finally opened that file weeks later and realized he had signed away his wife without looking, the Reaper didn't accept defeat. He burned down the world to find me, obsessed with reclaiming the woman he had already thrown away.
My Husband’s Dirty Secrets
0·-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.”
Broken And Betrayed: A Billionaire's Regret
0·-My ten-year contract marriage was over. I had saved my sister's life by playing wife to a billionaire and mother to his two sons. Today, I was finally free. But at my stepson's birthday party, my public execution began when a deepfake porn video starring my face was broadcast to all of New York's elite. Then, my husband's ex-wife, Carolina, orchestrated my downfall. She stabbed herself and blamed me. The boys I raised screamed that I was a monster. And my husband, Justin, believing her lies, beat me so brutally that I miscarried the child I never knew I was carrying. He chose her. He chose the lie. He let our child die. But his mother, the woman who orchestrated our marriage, saved me. Months later, my ex-husband and stepsons found me in LA, crying and begging me to come home. I looked at the men who destroyed me and smiled. "No," I said calmly. "I don't need you anymore."
