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"You're marrying my mother, Jack,"I said. "And I'm pregnant with your baby."
"Pardon?"
The icy voice behind us froze me in place.
I didn't need to turn to know who it was.
Jack's grip tightened, but my knees were already giving out.
I turned slowly, and Celeste stood in the doorway, her face a porcelain mask of shock and fury.
"Mum…" I took a trembling step toward her, instinctively wrapping my arms around my stomach. "Please, I can explain…"


I let his father touch me.
I didn’t mean for it to happen.
It was supposed to be just one night—a reckless decision to escape the pain of a broken past. I didn’t know who he was, only that he was older, magnetic, and made me feel wanted for the first time in years.
But that night changed everything.
Jackson Romero isn’t just anyone. He’s the father of my first love—the boy who broke my heart ten years ago. And now… I’m pregnant.
Worse, Jackson is about to become my stepfather, and his son is back in my life.
They say age is just a number, and Jackson… belongs to my mother.
But how can I walk away when every part of me already belongs to him? When my body remembers his touch, but my heart still aches for the boy who turned his back on me.
Caught between the twisted lies my mother spins, the betrayal of the boy I once loved, and the dangerously irresistible man I never should have touched, I’m faced with a choice that could destroy us all.
In our story, love always comes with a price.
And someone lurking in the shadows will stop at nothing to make sure I pay it, no matter the cost.

A compilation of R18+ short stories.

Be warned.

Open this book guilt-free and dive into the world of erotica. Inside, you will find some of the steamiest, spiciest, wildest and toe-curling short stories. Werewolves? A one night stand with a billionaire? Forbidden romance? Threesome? Or perhaps you fancy being sandwiched between two men who also desired each other?

A mixture of FM, MM, MMM, FF. Ménage à trois.

Who knows? Maybe one of them is your darkest fantasy brought to life?

"You're going to work for me," Barry said flatly. "I own a club, and you'll dance there. Not just as a stripper—you'll be the show people pay to see."
"And when you're not on stage," he continued, his tone like steel, "you'll stay with me. As my woman. You'll live under my roof, go where I say, and do what I tell you. That's the deal."
Lucy had always lived life on her own terms until the night everything changed. One moment, she was free; the next, she was bound to Barry Cooper, a cold, dangerous man who ruled the underworld with an iron fist.
But even danger has its temptations.
He leaned in, inhaling her sweet scent as his hands slid from her back to her waist, then lower to her thigh. Her breath hitched, a gasp escaping her lips.
"We shouldn't be doing this," she whispered, trembling.
"Then tell me to stop," he murmured, his voice low and daring, fingers tracing slow circles against her skin.
Trapped in a world of power struggles, deceit, and forbidden desires, Lucy soon realizes she's caught in a deadly game—one where trust is a luxury, and survival is never guaranteed.
Will she escape the ruthless mobster who owns her… or will she become his greatest obsession?

I am the heiress everyone envies.
He’s the bodyguard no one notices.
But his obsession with me might be the most dangerous thing yet.
I am finally free, or so I think. Leaving my billionaire father’s mansion to begin college at St. Regis University, I’m ready to taste life. Parties. Date Boys. No home school. No rules.
But my father has one condition: a full-time bodyguard.
Enter Jace Monroe. Ex-college bad boy. And now? My unwanted shadow. He’s four years older, rough around the edges, and way too serious. Worst of all? He used to go to this college—until life forced him out.
I hate him on sight.

Her name is Lara, and she is the epitome of beauty and luck. Whether as Miss Morris or Mrs. Avila, no matter her identity, she belongs to the noblest class. Mr. Avila is cold, sophisticated, and decisive in the business world, but he is at a loss when it comes to her. He can't have her, hate her, or let her go. In this battle called love, Lara is undefeated. Everyone says she has good luck, but in reality, she is just extremely fortunate to be the one who captured Mr. Avila's heart. Love is like wine, and clearly, Avila is indulging himself in the intoxicating wine named Lara.

I never planned to fall in love with him. I only wanted to impress him. But one stolen glance, one careless touch, and suddenly I was drowning in a man who promised passion - and delivered destruction. He said I was his muse. But all he ever did was write me into his madness.

Laramie Hale never meant to fall for her English professor.
Ethan James is everything she shouldn't want - older, married, expecting a child, and far too good at hiding the darkness behind his charm. But when he looks at her, she feels seen in a way that no one else ever has. Their secret affair begins like a dream - sweet, passionate, intoxicating - and ends like a nightmare she can't wake from.
When Laramie discovers the truth about Ethan's life, she tries to walk away. But Ethan isn't ready to let her go. His love becomes control. His affection turns to obsession. And suddenly, the girl who once felt chosen becomes the one he wants to destroy.
Caught between the dangerous pull of Ethan, the unexpected gentleness of Noah, and the quiet comfort of her roommate Elodie, Laramie must face the truth: love isn't always redemption. Sometimes it's ruin.

I touch my necklace. Nothing is known about my biological parents. I only have this necklace as an heirloom. The pendant is shaped into a crescent moon with a star on the tip where a diamond lays in the center. Engraved on it is some writing I can't read. Just like my pendant, I also have a crescent-shaped birthmark with a star on my hip. My mom said it might go away in time like most birthmarks do. Mine seems to have become more prominent over the years. I sometimes imagine it sparkles.

The wind picks up suddenly, swirling around me and I smell it. The scent of fresh cut grass and wood shavings. Two of my favorite things.

"Do you smell that, my child? Follow it," says a woman's voice.

I sat there thinking against it. The first time I heard voices, I freaked out my mom. She wanted me to see a psychiatrist because hearing voices isn't a good sign. I explained they were guiding me to do things. My mom said, "Ok, but before you do whatever these voices tell you to do, sit down and think before you do. AND, if it becomes too much to handle, tell me so we can go see an expert." So far, whatever I hear, hasn't gotten me into trouble. So why not follow that scent? As the wind picks up again, I jump off the fence and follow the scent.

What will Hope find? Is she ready to learn the truth?

"We entered the room right after Analina opened the door to her bedroom. She's dressed alluring in a silk bathrobe tied loosely at her waist. As we walk in, I go up behind her as Zander and Pablo stand in front of her, I wrap my hands around her waist and slowly untie her robe, taking it off of her, and I then drop it to the floor. From the back, the short nightgown that is draped over her curves instantly got me hard, you can see every curve being hugged by the white silky fabric. It has thin straps and comes to stop at the lower back; I took both of my hands and slowly slid the nightgown off her shoulders and down the length of her body, letting it fall to the floor around her feet.
      I positioned her legs a good width apart and enter my index finger into her going in and out of her, Seeing this Zander and Pablo comes over each taking a breast and sucking hard you can hear her loud moans through the room. "feels good, aby girl?" I asked. She only replied with "UMMM, huh." I then started to lick her pussy and suck on her clit, after having my fill and lick her dry we unattached ourselves from her. Picking her up in a princess carry, I went to bed, and my two men pulled down the covers, and I placed her on the bed.
      Continuing where Pablo left off at sucking on her breast, Zander took upon himself to start making out with our girl. I undressed as so were they, and got my cock ready to enter her beautiful, extremely wet overflowing pussy, then I slammed into her, I could hear her moaning against Zander's lips."

​"My real weakness isn't all that bullshit in that folder, it's all fake. My real weakness is... you."

His fingers dig bruisingly into my hip..

"I’ve watched you sleep every night through the cameras, Kitkat. You aren't a guest. You aren't my maid. You are my possession. And if you try to leave me, I will burn this city down just to keep your ashes in a jar by my bed."

♠︎

​Catalina is a farm girl with a family drowning in debt. When her best friend offers her a share of a $5 million bounty to infiltrate the life of Silas Thorne, she takes the leap.

She enters his estate under the guise of an unassuming maid, tasked with digging up the secrets and weaknesses of a cold, ruthless billionaire.

It was supposed to be a simple, high stakes mission, claim the millions, and leave.

​But Silas Thorne is no ordinary target.

​Now, trapped under his roof and his watchful eye, the line between hunter and prey begins to blur.

Silas’s chilling possessiveness is suffocating, yet his touch ignites a forbidden intoxicating desire she cannot fight.

Catalina must play a dangerous game where losing doesn't just mean getting caught... it means belonging to him forever.

When my husband pushed the divorce papers in front of me for the hundredth time, demanding I sacrifice myself for my sister, I didn't cry or make a scene. I simply signed my name, willingly giving up the man I'd loved for eight years to Ivy.

A few days later, Ivy got drunk and drove into a state senator's only son during a street race, leaving him paralyzed from the waist down. Once again, I stepped forward to take the blame and bear all the consequences.
When they later suggested I donate my kidney to Ivy, I readily agreed.

Mom and Dad said I'd finally grown into a mature and responsible sister.

Even my cold husband stood by my hospital bed and, for the first time in so long, gently stroked my cheek. He whispered, "Don't be afraid. The surgery will be a success. When you recover, we'll go traveling."

But he didn't know that whether the surgery succeeded or not, I wouldn't be going anywhere with him.

Because I was already terminally ill, with little time left.

“I refuse to stay here with you.” Analina said with anger. “I don’t care you are my wife now, so accept your fate this is your destiny.” Draven said to her confidently. As he told her about his feelings on the matter he went up to her grabbing by the waist and throwing her onto the bed. Getting on top of her he rips of her dress and panties as he does the same with his clothes. “You are my wife, and we are going to consummate our marriage every morning, day and night. Wherever I want and any time I want.” He told her. “NO DON’T TOUCH ME!!!” “I would stop fighting it if I were you, it will be a lot worst if you do.” “I AM NOT YOUR WIFE, THIS IS ILLEGAL, YOU FORCCED ME.”.
Flashback To That Night
“Let us get started, shall we? Do you Draven Chavez take Analina Stratton to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love to hold through good times and bad, sickness and in health and to cherish till death you part?” “I do.” Analina, do you take Draven Chavez to be your lawfully wedded husband to love and hold through good times and bad, sickness and health and cherish her till death do you part?” “N…OOO.” Something metal shoved into my back, and it could only be one thing. “Y…...S…...I…...O…” I studder out scared to death of what may happen if I don’t. “I now pronounce you husband and wife you may kiss the bride. “Finally.” Draven says as he pulls me to him and kisses me on the lips with passion that I didn’t know that he had.

Sinful Nights draws you into a world where temptation lingers in every shadow and desire pulses beneath every forbidden touch. These stories follow dangerous men, reckless chemistry, and connections intense enough to shatter every rule.
Each tale teases the edge of control—stolen moments that turn into breathless encounters, voices that command surrender, and nights where tension sparks into something irresistible. Passion runs dark and deep here, tangled with secrets, power, and the kind of longing that leaves marks long after the moment fades.
If you crave heat, heart-pounding attraction, and the thrill of giving in when you know you shouldn't, Sinful Nights will pull you under and refuse to let go.

You've heard the Greek mythology story about Hades and Persephone but no one knows what happened, until now.

Korey 'Persephone' Jones was one of the best florists in town working Mama June's Flower Shop. One night she discovers a door but little does she know that she has opened the door to events that she can never turn back from.

After being employed by Wade 'Hades' Wilson, not everything is as it seems, Korey discovers the terrifying truth about herself and the people she thought she knew and a near-death experience changes her life forever?

Will she run away, or will she face the truth about her destiny?

"You are nothing but a plaything! You exist to be used!"
When the man who once promised eternal love roared these cruel words, Angel's illusion of a happy marriage was shattered into bloody pieces.
Four years ago, endless domestic violence and humiliation dragged her into a living hell. Yet, that physical nightmare was merely the prelude to an even darker conspiracy.
Four years later, she finds herself trapped in a much more terrifying trap. To completely tame her, a mysterious controller is injecting her with a dangerous drug called "Therapyne." It is designed to block out her memory and numb out her emotions, erasing who she is. As her past slips away day by day, Angel struggles desperately on the edge of losing herself, knowing she might disappear forever.
A desperate plea for help becomes her last saving straw. Under constant surveillance, her friend must break into the core office to steal the personal clipboard, the hidden camera footage, and most importantly, a vial of Therapyne.
This is a brutal race against time. When Angel's mind finally goes completely blank, will she still be able to recognize the one who risks everything to save her? Will she break free from the shackles, or will she be reduced to a perfect, emotionless puppet forever?

Pleasuring yourself is an intimate thing but she gets caught and recorded by her peeping neighbor. And for some reason, she invites him in, when she is naked and spread wide. What happens when he enters? Will the peeping tom actually turn into something more?

A lone desire is an upturned erotic romance story where everything happens in a reverse order. Things go right for awhile but a disaster changes their dynamics forever.
Will they get together even after all the changes that occurred or will they find a replacement?

New chapters daily.

Nico tightened the belt around my neck, leaned down, and pressed himself against me, thrusting into my body. The lack of oxygen intensified all my sensations; I gasped for breath, trying to escape. He thrust deeper and harder, pain and pleasure spreading up my spine, a tingling sensation leaving me weak and collapsing onto the bed.

"Can you feel it, my baby?" Another heavy blow, his hand slapping mercilessly against my forced, upturned buttocks. "This is my declaration of ownership over your body."

I closed my eyes, enduring his continued penetration, sharp pleasure erupting from that point that threatened to utterly break me.
He moved closer, his fingers wiping away the tears on my face. "Your body, your soul, belong to me."

Three days after my boyfriend Nikolai disappeared, my life completely collapsed. When I saw him again, I wasn't greeted by the usual warm embrace; Nico Moretti saw me as the murderer of his twin brother. But the punishment I silently endured gradually took a turn for the worse.

"If you want to hurt her, then step over my dead body."
"Nico, I'm pregnant."

Isabella Conti thought she was safe until Dante Moretti arrived. Handsome, lethal, and impossibly dominant, he doesn’t just want her he wants revenge. Their families’ past is stained with blood: Isabella’s father killed Dante’s father, and Dante’s father murdered Isabella’s aunt.

Now, desire and revenge collide. Every heated touch, every possessive kiss, draws Isabella deeper into Dante’s world a world where passion is punishment, and surrender comes at a dangerous cost.

Can she resist the man who wants her body and to make her pay or will their deadly past consume them both?

Aldwin Rush a well known Billionaire, Strongly hates women.
Aldwin Rush had just stepped out of his car; for a funeral service for the late Dustin Cage usually, he doesn't attend such events but his driver (Dustin Cage) died in his car while coming to pick him up from the airport. He usually doesn't attend funerals because they bring back bad memories
but he thought to pay his final respects to Mr. Cage. As he walked down the stairs to the graveside he saw a familiar face, she was standing by the grave-side holding a flower. At first, he could not believe his eyes but eventually took a step further, behold standing in a black knee-length gown was Kia Ray,
her hair made into a ponytail with a few strands intentionally left out on both sides of her face, her sunglass perfectly fits, she looked sad and those sad eyes looked familiar he could tell.
While standing in the back Nile, Julian and Davin approached him “I hate funerals because someone always cries like that little boy over there” Julian says pointing towards Aries.
“Isn't that his fiancée, I heard their wedding was supposed to be today” Nile said pointing towards Kia,
she looks familiar” He says for the first time; “Of course she looks familiar, she was his fiancée Dustin's favorite topic” Davin says.
“No it's not that, I can't place my fingers on it but I remember that face”
He insisted.
She dropped her flower in the coffin, turns around heading for the car.

Aldwin could not explain how the world was currently on a slow-mo, she took off her sunglasses and the sunlight was shining directly on her face, her lips looked soft her beautiful smile when she finally flushed, something like adrenaline spiked .

Celestine Delaney is just a simple employee at a private company. She is an orphan and lives a quiet life in her rented apartment.

One night, she encountered a vampire who wanted to attack her, but luckily someone saved her. However, she has no memory of what happened.

Until the new CEO of her workplace arrives. Mr. Markus Sullivan. She is curious about him. Since she met him, many unbelievable events have happened to her.
She later found out that he was a vampire! And he wanted to have her!

She ran away when she went to his house. Celestine met another vampire. And worst of all, she encountered an enemy of Markus Sullivan's clan. And she also wanted to claim her. His name is Reeve Wildon.

How can she escape from these vampires? Both of whom claim her without knowing the reason! Two feuding clans both want her to be their spouse.

She also learned that a vampire killed her parents and she discovered many secrets about where the conflict between the two clans began, and why her family was involved and why everyone wanted to have her.

My name is Lorelei, and I once had the perfect life—until I lost everything overnight.

My ex-husband destroyed my mother's company, my grandmother lay dying in the ICU—and when I had nowhere left to turn, Dante Ashford appeared.

This ruthless billionaire offered me a devil's bargain: become his secret mistress in exchange for his help.

I told myself we were from different worlds, that I shouldn't fall.

But beneath his icy exterior, in those rare moments of tenderness, I couldn't stop myself from plummeting into the abyss.

Until that scandal broke—when he threw me to the wolves without hesitation to protect his fiancée's reputation.

In that moment, the truth became crystal clear: after all this time, I meant nothing to him.

I was just a disposable tool.

So I left.

I locked my heart away.

Four years later, this once untouchable, cold-hearted man is on his knees before me, eyes filled with desperation and remorse, his voice hoarse with pleading: "Don't marry him, Lorelei. Please... give me one more chance."

But as the buried truth between us slowly surfaces, I discover that from the very beginning, our relationship was wrapped in lies.

Can I ever trust this man who has hurt me again and again?

Aria Blackthorn is an Alpha born to rule: controlled, ruthless when necessary, and burdened by the survival of her pack. Strength defines her, yet restraint defines her more. Rowan, by contrast, is a mystery even to himself—quiet, devoted, and fractured by a power he cannot name. He does not seek dominance or glory. He seeks only her.
“I don’t belong anywhere,” he tells her once.
“Then why do you keep standing at my side?” she demands.
“Because you never told me to leave.”
In a world governed by Alpha law, fate, and blood-bound hierarchy, Rowan’s presence is a violation. He is an Omega who refuses to break, a beast who kneels rather than bites, and a living contradiction to everything Aria has been taught to believe. An accidental bond ties them together—unwanted, dangerous, and impossible to sever without destroying him. The closer she pushes him away, the more violently her wolf resists. The closer he stays, the more the pack turns cruel.
Their connection is not built on romance alone, but on survival, instinct, and a terrifying truth: Rowan is changing. His healing defies logic. His beast does not behave like any wolf known to the packs. Ancient power coils beneath his skin, answering only to Aria’s presence. She is his anchor. He may be her undoing.
Watching from the shadows is Kael, a calculating enemy who understands power better than mercy. He sees what Aria refuses to name—Rowan is both her weakness and her cure. To break the Alpha, he will break the boy.
As rogues gather, loyalties fracture, and Rowan’s transformation spirals beyond control, one question looms over the forest: when the beast finally chooses between devotion and destruction, will Aria claim him… or will she lose everything by denying what fate has already decided?

Sherry Hart never imagined the family business would crumble in her hands. With nowhere else to turn, she strikes a desperate deal with Enzo Blackwood, cold, calculating, and dangerously handsome, the elusive billionaire known for his ruthless business tactics and a heart as cold as his empire's towering glass walls.
Enzo doesn’t make deals without control. In exchange for saving Sherry’s Fashion House, he demands 5 years of her life as his Personal assistant. Bound by a contract neither can break, what starts as a transactional arrangement soon sparks fiery clashes as Sherry challenges Enzo's authority at every turn.
At the very moment she vows to guard her heart, Sherry resolves to keep their relationship strictly professional. But she's pulled deeper into Enzo’s high-stakes world, where hidden enemies lurk behind designer suits and whispered threats. Enzo reveals a side she never imagined: fierce, protective, and willing to fight for her.
But the moments when Enzo shields her from harm, exposing a fiercely protective side concealed beneath his cold demeanor, leave her truly shaken.
As secrets unravel and desire blurs every line between them, Sherry faces a dangerous question: Can Sherry trust the man who holds both her career and heart hostage, And when desire turns into obsession, will Enzo risk everything for the woman he swore he could never love or is she just a puppet in Enzo’s ruthless game?

🔞⚠️Rated 18+ | Mature Content Warning
This book is for adults only. It contains explicit sex, strong language, and mature themes. Read at your own risk or pleasure.

Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection} brings you a mix of raw, unapologetic short stories where fantasies aren’t just imagined, they’re lived. Behind every door is a moment where control slips, tension snaps, and pleasure takes over.

Strangers meet with one goal. Ex-lovers face what’s still unfinished. Friends cross lines they swore they never would. These stories are fast, hot, and messy in the most erotic way.

You’ll find dominant men who don’t ask twice, women who want more and don’t hide it, and nights that blur into mornings with no regrets.

There’s no slow burn here. No holding back. Just skin, heat, and the kind of desire that won’t wait.

If you want stories that hit hard, turn you on, make you sexually aroused, leave you wanting more and breathless, Wet Desires:{Erotica Collection} is for you.

TRIGGER WARNING!!!

The second half of this book contains everything rated 18+. If you are not into dark romance, please do not read it in the name of everything holy.

Excerpt

"I own you, Reyana. You are mine... Mine to torture... Mine to claim... Mine to punish... and nothing will ever save you from me. Not even death!" His words were heavy and true. He meant every word he said.


Bound by an oath, the Blood Crescent pack has kept a prophecy hidden for over 300 years.

Alpha Randall, the most ruthless Alpha of his time was a god among men, rich in power, strength, wealth, achievements... No one comes close. He was the envy of all.

Wherever he went, he left a trail of death and darkness, and no one ever prayed to be mated to such a monster, but fate had a different plan for him.

His world began crumbling when he was mated to Reyana, his Beta's girlfriend, whom he hated with passion.

Reyana was doomed when Alpha Randall refused to claim her, neither was he willing to reject her, not only because he had a mistress, Visha, whom he loved so much... He had other reasons.

Torn between two women, the secret of the prophecy was on the verge of crumbling as, unknown to Randall, one of these women was meant to be his downfall, while the other was the key to unlocking the prophecy.

What happens when Randall's biggest nightmare is unlocked and the Dark-eyed monster whom he thought he killed years ago resurfaces, threatening his very existence?

Let's find out in this heart-racing piece filled with suspense, Steamy romance, and betrayal.

Brace yourselves. This will be one of the most twisted, mind-blowing stories you'll ever come across.

They said it was just a phase. A crush. A mistake she'd forget by morning. But obsessions don't fade. They grow.
In Filthy Obsessions, lust doesn't whisper, it grabs hair, rips buttons, and leaves bruises in its name. These stories are not sweet. They're soaked in sin. A sex therapist who doesn't use words to fix broken marriages. A judge who sentences two sisters to submission, then joins them. A father's best friend who doesn't just watch,he waits, dark and patient, until she begs for his cock. An art professor who sketches her body in secret... then ruins her innocence on the altar. These men aren't heroes. They're cravings in human form. And the women who fall for them? They never recover.
If you've ever whispered "Daddy, begged for it, screamed through it, or touched yourself thinking, "What if…" Filthy Obsessions was written for you.

What is one to do when they catch the attention of dark beings? Should they run away from the sweet promise of unending pleasure, or do they give in? Tabitha Sullivan has to make that very choice when she catches the attention of two dark brothers with a need for blood and sweet torture. Not only them, but also an icy man with a vendetta against her kind. However, he is willing to go against his very nature to claim her for himself.
What will Tabitha do? Will she fight the draw she feels toward these men, or will she give in?
Read A Taste Of Sin to find out!

"Are you wet for us already, baby doll?" Braton's deep voice said, traveling through my nerves and setting down my core.

"Take off your clothes slowly," Lucien commanded, prompting my hands to move to the straps of my dress instantly.

"Go lay on the bed and spread your little pussy wide open for our view." Without hesitation, I did as I was told.

"So fucking responsive."


Sophie was tossed between foster homes, where life seemed an endless cycle of neglect, despair, and abuse. Just when she thought her life was about to plunge into darkness once more, she was taken in by a kind-hearted Mafia Princess.

Little did she know that her friendship with the Mafia princess would attract the attention of the world's dangerous mafia twins. They will do anything possible to make her their little slut which includes killing. They are known as pussy hunters.

But they don't fuck one women twice. Will they go through all the trouble just to have her for one night? Or will there be emotion and attachment involved?

I melt into this stranger's chest, my fingers fumbling with the remaining buttons of his shirt. "Someone drugged my drink. Please help me."
His voice drops to a low, dangerous register. "Do you understand what you're doing?"
"Please..." I peel his shirt open. "I need you to fuck me..."

My name is Cherry, and my life changed forever the night I was drugged and hooked up with a mysterious stranger.
I thought I'd never see him again, but when I'm summoned to meet my arranged fiancé from a powerful crime family, I discover my savior is Nicholas Salvatore—the ruthless mafia boss and my intended groom's uncle.
Now, with just the two of us, he pins me against the wall and kisses me frantically. "You tell me I'm a mistake, and then just show up to meet another man? Is that how you want to play this game, Cherry?"

We kissed for a long moment and before I knew it, his hands were on my boobs. He slid my sleeves down my shoulders and made me recline on the bed as he began sucking and biting my nipples. I moaned. But before I could take another breath he was completely naked in front of me, rock-hard cock standing like it would shift my womb the moment it got into my pussy.

Read the book for deeper and intense erotic scenes.
Warning: This book is NOT for minors

He roughly pulled her shirt over Aisha’s head, eyes hardening as he watched her chest heave at his touch. He ripped the rest of her clothes from her body until she was nude, then gripped her neck.

"Get on your knees," Imset whispered in her ear, rolling a finger over her lips. She nodded, unable to speak as she lowered before him. His eyes twitched as she put her mouth to him, as if on instinct, or a lack of any more self-control.

"Fuc-" he inhaled, feeling the back of her throat press his tip suddenly. He pressed her head forward, feeling himself falling over the edge of his need. He spilled into her throat, watching her swallow then lick her lips, eyes dilated fully. He couldn't control himself anymore, pulling her up and slamming her into the shower wall.

"Do you want to know what it is to belong to me?" he asked, nipping at the skin of her neck. She nodded violently. She wanted all of it, whatever he would give, whatever it would mean.


(This is a dark romance! Readers beware: triggering scenes with abuse and/or violence. Follow the author on Instagram @the_unlikelyoptimist)

When Aisha’s friend Aiko goes missing during their senior year of college, no one seems to question it when the campus police sweep the case under the rug. No flyers. No search parties. No investigation. Even Aiko’s parents trust the police to figure this out. But not Aisha. She suspects the sleazeball frat boys on campus, several of whom have fathers on the police force.

Aisha wants justice… and revenge. So badly, she’s willing to risk her very soul to get it. So when Aisha summons an ancient Egyptian death god in exchange for revenge, things get seriously twisted and unexpectedly sexy.

“Don’t think about running, Sophie. You won’t like the punishment.” Something told me that his punishment would be more than just a spanking; his very erect cock was another indicator. I was not ready to lose my cherry yet.

I nodded once more and approached them. I started with Zion. He sprung up like a water fountain when I ran my hand over him. “Ohh!” I said to myself. I tried not to touch him directly as I lathered him up, but then he had to say, “Use your hands. It’s okay to touch me.” Well, I’m already in hell, so I might as well have some fun. Then, a sinister thought crossed my mind.
I began to stroke him. I heard him groan.


Sophie Deltoro was a shy, innocent, introverted teenager who thought she was invisible. She was living a safe, boring life with her three protective brothers. Then she gets kidnapped by the Mafia King of the Americas and his two sons. All three plan to share her, claim her, and dominate her.
She is swept up in their world of sin and violence, forced into a forbidden relationship, and sent to a school that encourages and applauds the sadistic sexual pleasures of her captors. No one can be trusted. The world Sophie thought she knew never existed. Will she willingly submit to her deepest fantasies, or will she let the darkness consume and bury her? Everyone around her has a secret and Sophie seems to be the center of them all. Too bad she is a Forbidden Desire.

For the erotica readers. If you're looking for a book that's filled with spicy, steamy one-shot chapters involving different people, then you've come to the right place.

FORBIDDEN DESIRES is a collection of forbidden steamy s*x and erotic nights. In this world of desire, fantasy becomes reality as some of the characters get to spend a wonderful time with the person that fills their fantasies.

Lying priests, betrayals, cheating spouses, one-night stands, threesomes even coordinated professors that turn out to be VERY kinky and filthy.

Forbidden Desires has it all. Dive into this world of one-shot erotica and have the steamiest time of your life.

Lucas Edgar, the star football quarterback's perfect life came to a crash when he went to the hospital to sort out his "sex issues" just to get attended by Doctor Arnold Thomas, the cute nerdy one-night-stand guy that made him question his sexuality.

Arnold Thomas was fiercely drawn to Lucas, aware of the electrifying chemistry they share but is Arnold willing to fight for Lucas's love at the risk
of getting fired for having a relationship with his patient?

Dive in, to experience the romantic rainbow tales of this unlikely duo and how their love for each other encouraged them to face the school, workplace and family head-on!

For all the women, who knows villain fucks better.

/MATURE CONTENT AHEAD/ 18+/
Seraphina, a determined and selfless young woman who moved to Russia to pursue her studies and escape her family's financial struggles. Focused on securing a decent job to pay off her family's debts, she found herself in a precarious situation when her roommate suggested a highly lucrative job as the caretaker for the blind businessman. What could go wrong?

Desperate for money, Seraphina accepted the opportunity without realizing the profound impact it would have on her life. Little did she know, her decision would thrust her into the world of Judas Romanovski, the blind Russian mobster known for his merciless tactics and captivating turquoise eyes.

Judas Romanovski's initial attraction to Seraphina sparked a dangerous game of desire and power. Unused of being denied anything, he became obsessed with this young caretaker whose innocent eyes only fueled his desire. Willing to go to extreme lengths, Judas stopped at nothing to make Seraphina his, even if it was just for one night. But was one night enough for him to possess all that he desired from her?

In every kingdom there are stories told as myths, but in the kingdom of Genevia, the stories told about the infamous, ruthless son of the king, Prince Tegan, of his insatiable appetite and desires is one enough to bring men to their knees. For it is one which knows no family nor bear a name.

It is said that Tegan is Lucifer himself in a flesh, for the darkness that lies in his eyes is one feared amongst every clan and kingdoms. Well, that is until he meets Mayila, whom is neither a royal nor possess any sort of magical powers like the rest of the clans, yet, there is something else that drives Tegan closer to Mayila.

Some say it may be because of her curves.

With the two, from different and opposite sides of a coin, Tegan is brought to realize that there are evil lurking around the corners. Evils which are worse than his insatiable appetite which he deemed the worst of all cruelty, especially when he and Mayila's relationship began to grow more than just common side glances.

Excerpt from 'Escapades with the fake maid' Chapter ??
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Layla gave the 'maid' standing before her, teary-eyed, a scrutinising once-over. "The job posting was for a female. And...you are not."
Ignoring the maid's pale look, she continued, "So, what's your real name and age?" 
"M-my name is Carle," the maid divulged with a shaky voice, "Carle McCarthy. I'm...actually...29,"
"Why are you, a man, disguising yourself as a maid in my household?" Layla asked with a brow lifted in curiosity.
"My late father...he was a drunkard, a gambler and a chronic debtor. Even wanted to use me as payment to one of the numerous creditors. But the latter thought I wasn't even worth a dollar and sent me back. By chance, I..."
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Want to know how this turns out?
You simply have to turn the next page and read all the way.

This book is a compilation of over twenty delicious tales of varied length. And they are not limited to just one genre.

One moment, you could be reading a werewolf story or a mermaid story. Next thing, you're reading campus romance, vampire romance, sports romance. And before you know it, you're reading about a perverted demon king and a feisty human warrior (BL)!

Exciting right?

You never know what genre or how creamily-gripping the next story will be!
But...there's bound to be three things;

Mind-blowing plot twists,
Satisfyingly executed revenge plans,
And, most importantly, blush-worthy scenes!
So what are you waiting for?

If your heart rate suddenly spikes,
if your thighs press together on their own,
or if you catch yourself smiling at your phone like a shameless maniac…
don’t panic.

That’s just Dangerous Desires doing exactly what it was designed to do.

This book will tease you, tempt you, and drag you straight into a world where self-control doesn’t stand a chance.
You might gasp.
You might blush.
You might forget where you are for a moment (or several).

Welcome to Dangerous Desires.
Enter at your own pleasure. 🔥💋

Now I'm going to bend you over and fuck you.”

“Right now.. Hard.. And I'm not pulling out until I'm satisfied.”

He didn't give her a second to think. He spun her around, her ass up, leg spread, pussy soaked waiting.

“Fuck” He growled behind her, one hand grabbing her hip, the other spreading her legs wider. “Look at this pussy.. Begging to be ruined.”


Amara Dervino has never been anyone’s good girl.
Born into power she never asked for, carrying a last name that comes with enemies, secrets, and a merciless spotlight—she’s used to sneaking out, breaking rules, and tempting danger just to feel alive.

But danger has a name now. A face. A body built for sin.
Darius Venynar.

Assigned as her new bodyguard by her father and brother, Darius is everything she hates—dominant, stoic, controlling, maddeningly calm… and impossibly addictive. He watches her like he owns her. Touches her like he’s already claimed her. And when she pushes, he pushes back harder.

Amara swears she can handle him.
She swears she won’t crave him.

She swears she won’t fall for the man who can ruin her.

Desire was already her downfall.

What is it about life that makes it so challenging?

We may not always have what we want, and the things we do have are either unappreciated or we fail to recognize their true value until it's too late.

Riya, like any other young woman her age, fantasized about meeting the right guy and living a happy, romantic life with her Prince Charming straight out of a fairy tale world, but she was soon forced to accept reality, seeking happiness with her lover, Harsh, rather than pining over someone who may or may not exist.

Riya was helplessly drawn to a new guy who started working at the same company she did... His demeanor reminded her of the man of her dreams; he was just as stubborn, aggressive, and challenging as she was.

Riya believed she had finally found him... her Prince Charming... the one worthy of her eternal love after meeting Rachit.

What will happen, however, when Riya discovers that her beloved was not who she had expected, that her dreams were nothing more than fantasies, and that reality was even further away than the west from the east?

Some cravings are too dark to resist.
Behind closed doors, in hushed whispers and stolen glances, lies a world where love is forbidden, lust is untamed, and every touch feels like crossing the line. Forbidden Desires: A Forbidden Erotica Collection strips away innocence and plunges into the wicked realm of taboo romances, where stepfathers ruin virginal stepdaughters, stepbrothers become sinful obsessions, tutors seduce their own students, and best friends betray each other with raw, unfiltered passion.
Each story is sharp, dirty, and drenched in temptation. From secret masturbations that spiral into seduction, to forbidden hands that should never touch but do. These tales aren't for the faint of heart. They're for the hungry. Desperate. The ones who crave what society says is wrong.
You've been warned. Open this book, and surrender yourself to the sins you've always fantasized about.

In the opulent halls of a forbidden affair, Sophia, a fiercely independent art curator, finds herself irresistibly drawn to Alejandro, a brooding and enigmatic artist with a troubled past. As their fiery attraction ignites, they embark on a journey of forbidden love, navigating the complexities of desire, duty, and undeniable passion. Will their intense connection lead to ruin or redemption?

“I am married, Mateo, you need..”

He grabbed my hair aggressively and claimed my lips.

“I don't care.. I still want you. You are mine!”

He pinned me against the wall and grabbed my ass.

“Mateo, we are in my matrimonial home..”

“Fuck that”

Astrid, a 30-year-old woman, and Mateo, a 22-year-old dude, got into a secret and dangerous love affair, but is it genuine from both sides and how long can they keep it a secret???

What happens when a professional arrangement quickly turns into a no-strings-attached sexual game?

Tessa Wallace is a successful and sought-after chef and nutritionist who is at the peak of her career but yearns for something more interesting in her personal life. After two years of Celibacy, Tessa begins to feel stiflingly dull and needy— Till she comes across Julian Saint Clair, a dangerous tycoon in the Socialite class. Julian, a Mafia Lord with a harem of women at his feet, finds himself inexplicably drawn to Tessa right at first sight. This pull and intense Chemistry is something both of them have never felt before and Julian who is curious as to this woman shaking his control is curious to explore whatever chemistry they share.

It is meant to be a professional alliance but with the undeniable chemistry between them, Julian proposes a thrilling offer where they explore their mutual desires without the messiness of commitment. Tessa who is also caught in the heat of their intensity and her desperation for excitement agrees to this arrangement.

Tessa soon discovers that she is playing with fire which leaves her close to getting burned.

Both of them get entangled in a professional relationship on the surface but behind the sheets, they go on different journeys of sexual boundaries. Both are plunged into a world of pleasure, passion, voyeurism, and taboo pleasures. But what happens when Tessa starts to develop a feeling more than Lust? What happens when she starts to hunger for more than Julian's body?
Tessa must decide whether she can love a man who can't give her more than a mere physical connection.

Will their relationship survive the volatile and intoxicating mix of love, lust, and jealousy, or will their passion consume them both?