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Rebecca Westmore is a happily married woman with a loving husband. But she soon finds herself neck deep in debauchery of biblical proportions. But unbeknownst to her, her husband has a few skeletons in the closet too. What will happen when the couple’s secrets are laid out for all to see?

My names Chad, I'm the proud owner of the latest sex industries newest club. It's a place where men come to get their dicks wet, a place where they're safe to act out their most desired fantasies. And they're in luck because my girls are filthy little tarts that love a good rooting!

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"Fuck yeah!" He groaned loudly as he continued to thrust in my mouth.

"Tell me you love it." He panted. "Tell me my cocks big and you want it."

"I fucking hate it! Your cocks about as small as my little finger and you wonder why your wife won't touch you." I mumbled with my mouth full of dick.

He's so fucking high on reaching his climax he didn't even bother to pull out. So I'm free to mumble whatever I like. His cock jerks once, twice, and I know he's about to cum. I go to pull away, but he forces my head further towards him and cums in my mouth.

"Swallow it, you little whore!" His body trembling from his orgasm.

I fucking hate the taste of cum and refuse to swallow. Cum flows from my lips, down my face.

His hands move from my hair down to my jaw, he squeezes his hand and forces my mouth open.

"Thought I fucking told you to swallow." He growled as he scoops his semen up with his fingers and forcefully sticks it back in my mouth.

I clamp down on his fingers with my teeth. He howls like a little bitch and I uppercut him right in his saggy nutsacks.

Chads gonna be pissed! I'm not too worried, especially when he asks me for a kiss and I give it to him willingly, knowing I've just sucked dick and haven't brushed my teeth yet.

Working in the Sex Industry isn't always what it's cut out to be. Some find love, like to cause chaos and others just simply try to get away with murder.
Six lives, one book and an endless rollercoaster of fun!
Amar lowers our hands, removing the gun from my grasp and he waits for Vanko to re-enter the room, passing him the murder weapon to dispose of.
I feel Amar turn away from me and I turn to face him, wrapping my hand around his arm.
When he comes to a halt and looks down at my hand, ""What now?"" I ask him.
"You are free to leave." He says as he elevates his gaze to mine, staring me directly in the eyes."

WARNING: This book is sorely for erotica and BDSM lovers. Don’t have other thought! Yes, It’s smut story but not what you are thinking bro. Each chapter of this Diary are fiction stories of diverse sexual landscapes of characters.
Imagine this as reading someone’s diary but not just one person…. You know what I mean? As this book unfolds, several sexual escapades that got you as the reader recollecting some great memories. I mean wet memories.
This book is not written to scorn or abuse anyone, LBGTQ or Straight, this book doesn’t judge anyone its sorely for entertainment purposes. Imagine reading a high school girl diary of how she fucked her nerd professor?
Just imagine the scene, PS… This is not for children, too hot to handle for nerds too… only a psycho can hop on…..

Since fifth grade, Bea had harbored a deep crush on Thyago, despite the unfortunate fact that he was dating her cousin, Elena.
Thyago was not only the good Mayor's son, but he was also the sole heir to a multimillionaire business tycoon. On top of that, he held the prestigious role of captain of the football team, making him the object of affection for countless girls on campus. Encouraged by her friends, Bea made an effort to befriend Thyago, eventually succeeding in getting closer to him. As a hopeless romantic, she poured her emotions into a diary, only to have her secrets exposed when Elena discovered it, leading to her humiliation in front of the entire campus. To make matters worse, Thyago distanced himself from Bea upon learning about the diary. Despite her attempts to explain, Thyago shattered her heart by insisting she stay out of his life.

Eight years later, their paths unexpectedly crossed once again. Thyago Williams, now a highly sought-after bachelor and renowned as a ruthless and cunning billionaire in the business world, happened to become a VIP client at Bea's firm. Maintaining professionalism, Bea set aside their past and endeavored to work with him ethically. However, to her surprise, Thyago began openly expressing his attraction and desire for her, displaying an aggressive and vocal pursuit. Being vengeful, she rejects him many times but the cunning billionaire never accepts no for an answer. Resorting to kidnapping and blackmail, he forced her into marrying him, offering her something she couldn't refuse. With all this deceit and manipulations, should she marry Thyago and risk her heart against the possibility of another heartbreak?

Selena didn't have a good life in her previous life. After her rebirth, she believed that her future life would be better than relying on others by relying on the mysterious spring water she accidentally obtained and the skills she mastered in making perfume, essential oils and various balms.

But why does Lucio, her broken-off fiancé, always stare at her? Is he still brooding about what he said when he broke off the engagement?

Selena: Why would you marry me if you don't like me? Do you want to use this threat to retaliate against me?

Paranoid Lucio: Why is Selena always avoiding me and why is she running away from marriage?

This is the story of a delicate and independent woman who was severely bullied by her powerful and fierce fiancé after she got married~

WARNING: This book is rated 18+ and will contain explicit sexual contents.

He's off-limits. But tonight, I'm done pretending.

Bell thinks I'm his sweet little girlfriend.
But it's his stepdad who sees the real me—
wet, needy, and aching to be ruined.

One look. One whisper. One filthy promise.

And just like that…
I'm on the kitchen counter, legs wide, moaning "Daddy."

This isn't just sex
This is sin
And it feels so damn good to be a sinner.

Welcome to the diary of a sinner—where shame is foreplay and obedience tastes like lust. Where pleasure is punishment—and sin feels holy.

This is a collection of raw, filthy, indulgent one-shots where no desire is too dark to explore, no boundary too sacred to cross. Each story is a confessional soaked in pleasure, punishment, and the bittersweet afterglow of release.

And you’re going to love every one of them, especially if you're looking for a book filled with wild sexual fantasies.

Join the ride, if you can control the heat.

The sound of the gurneys almost deafen my ears, and the light from these doctors' torches is blinding me but I keep running towards the scene. It is 12 o' clock. In the midnight, I know even though I don't look at the clock over my head. With sweaty palms and terrific faces, five gurneys are wheeled towards the emergency rooms by the late night doctors. Even though their mouths are shut tight, I can hear millions of inaudible sounds coming out of them. Each of the gurneys are being wheeled by two personnels, and each time they pass me by, i peer into them to see the victims' faces clearly because I can not see them from where I am.

The first face I see is badly disfigured. It's got a big mark from the forehead down to her upper eyelid, her lips are charred and her jaw is almost totally detached from the rest of her face. Hot drops of blood trickle down her head to her chest and her dress is soiled. She looks like she is no longer breathing and just as the ambulance pass by me, I see something in her hands-A red neck piece. She is clutching it tightly like it is her whole life. My red neck piece. Yes, this victim is my only sister, Jamie but I do not cry. I mean, I always want to cry but I can't. So my face is firm and peaceful, but I am screaming inside me. My legs are hitting the air and I'm ripping my hair inside of me, but outside? I am standing tall. Somehow, with all the swiftness as they pass by me, her hands shake and she loses hold of the red neck piece. As thick and shiny as my hair, our hair(hers blonde and mine black). It falls from her hands and drops at my feet just as soon as the second ambulance approaches me. I bend to pick up my red neckpiece-the one thing that binds my sister and I together but whoosh...it is air. I can see it on the cold tiled floor but when I try to pick it up, it is not there.

I know what you are thinking!?
That this is a beautiful Lycan Love story. I am exactly not in the right mood to tell you how absolutely wrong you are.
Beautiful? It's not a word I am sure is related to me. Love? I am not entirely sure if I can say I have ever experienced that. Lycan? I have not even been given the luck of being that. What can I even really say I am? Even I lack the right answer to this question. All I know is that right now, I am wrapped around Jacob's back as he runs through the thick forest, blood trickling down my face, his heart beating so fast like it's about to burst open, and am sure he is probably praying to the mother goddess that we do not get caught as he runs with me on his back.
Me?
I am Number 28. No. That is not the name my mother gave me, it is my identity in the pack I come from. I am a Doulos, meaning Slave. No, I am not a slave actually, I am a slave of slaves. Slaves are permitted to keep their birth names, but Doulos, we are identified by numbers, worst than slaves, servants to slaves. We are the lowest rank of shame in the pack, and I, I am one of them, No. 28.
I may have been free once, a noble perhaps, but that may have happened while I was in my mother's womb, and my father was still alive. But everything changed the day I was born. I was told my father died in battle the day I was born while disobeying the Alpha and leading a thousand plus of the packs finest soldiers to death.
My birth name is Ianna Evar, and this is my story beginning from two weeks ago!

Violet loses her parents as a young child and is brought up by an elderly aunt. As she approaches her 17th birthday her life is turned upside down when her Aunt tells her that the life she has built with her must end - she has to go and learn about the background of her father. Secrets have been kept and those secrets turn Violet's life on it's head!

Not only does she have to accept that her father wasn't who she thought he was, but she too, is something she didn't even realise existed! It seems a whole plan had been in place for if something happened to her parents, including learning of her heritage and all it means.
So, Violet is sent to Autumn Moon Pack, where an elderly relative of her father's still lives to give Violet chance to be surrounded by others like her. In truth, she plans to learn what she needs to learn what she needs to and leave to live alone like her father before her.
But will meeting the handsome Beta, who seems quite taken with her, change her mind? And could there be yet more secrets to be revealed?

When the Whites went bankrupt, Katherine was "sold" by her ex to tycoon Alexander for $1M. He trapped her, took her nightly but ignored her, clung to his childhood sweetheart, and spied on her — until a study diary revealed his 12-year unspoken love behind the cold control.

“…I will have to take what I want…” he touched her chest, “…by force,”
A gasp left her throat as his finger came against her bare skin, setting it alight as it went.
The corner of his lips twitched and then curled up into a smirk that was offensively smug.
“But something tells me...” then his finger left her chest and went back to her lips, the rest cupping her face and bringing her closer to him.
“…that won’t be a problem,” he whispered against her lips.

Anna is born with a gift that she considers a burden.
A gift coveted by many and destined to end her if owned by one.
Anna is abandoned by her family in the long run and left to suffer traumatizing torture for four years.

Then he finds her...
He is the strongest Alpha she'd ever come across and she knew he would be the one destined to own and end her, but fate had other plans.

Alpha Kane is her fated mate and he wants nothing to do with her.
A woman broken by experience and an Alpha hungry for power.
How long can they fight the inevitable bond between them?

In the end, all walls must crumble...

Cara a weak Omega have always dreamt of finding her mate, yearning for that feeling of love and attraction when one sees her mate. she runs away from her pack when she learns that her alpha was planing to give her away to someone that is not her mate, running into the den of rogues.
Her world is turned upside down when she is caught and claimed as mate by the wanted leader of the rogues known to be a ruthless and wicked wolf king who was rumored to have killed and destroyed countless packs.
Amidst running away, betrayals, discovery of her past and being mated to a wanted rogue, Cara is faced with a difficult choice to choose between her mate or the lives of thousands of people.
Will she choose her mate inspite everything?.
Or
Will her choice plunge the whole of Ellorin into destruction?.

What will she do when she realised that her parents where killed by rogues?.

In the roaring heart of the Royalkins Empire—where gold-trimmed towers kiss the sky and secrets sleep beneath polished marble—two lives move in quiet orbit, destined to collide long before fate admits it.

Angela Hills has been raised for a throne carved from legacy, duty, and expectation. To the kingdom, she is the empire’s crown jewel: elegant, disciplined, perfect. But behind the palace walls, she is something far more dangerous—curious, restless, and hungry for a life that isn’t scripted by royal decree. She seeks freedom in midnight rides, hidden libraries, and stolen moments where she can breathe as a woman, not a future queen.

Nahim Jane is nothing like the suitors who orbit her. A palace insider yet not noble by birth, he has learned to walk unnoticed within golden corridors. But dawn after dawn, he watches Angela from the shadows of his own silence—torn between loyalty to the crown and a longing he has no right to name. His world is built on boundaries; her world is built on expectations. Together, they are a storm waiting to be born.

Yet the empire holds fractures deeper than either of them imagines. Whispers rise from forgotten lands, where ancient forces once banished are stirring again. A shift trembles beneath the surface—one that will pull Angela far beyond royal walls and into a destiny intertwined with mysteries older than the kingdom itself.

As political tides rise and forbidden emotions bloom, Angela and Nahim stand on the edge of a future where love could crown them—or destroy them both.

Two Worlds Apart is a sweeping tale of desire, destiny, and power—where the heart dares to reach for what the crown forbids, and where one choice can fracture an empire.

After spending a night with a strange man on the day before her wedding, Arianna left the country to start her life afresh.

The 22-year-old Arianna Jason lived her life pleasing those she loved the most, without knowing that she was simply a prey being nurtured for the day of her ruin.

Her life has tasted the bitter pill of betrayal. She wants to give back to the world what she's got but how can she change her good, innocent personality to fit into a cruel society and world?

Can her sweet nature be contaminated, or will she make it through, paddling on the right path?

"Are you ok warrior?
A strong voice asked me
Was I ok? Will I ever be ok? After what happened here. My life is shattered
My soul had been ripped. My heart was split into two
No, I don't have a life now. There is no life left in me
There were lots of noise around me. Lots of cries, lots of blood, lots of debris
The man standing above me was still waiting for my reply
"There is nothing much left here, we are going to our territory. All your people are joining us. You, too, should come along
He said with sad tone and moved away

All Mia ever wished was eternal love from her mate and to be a brave warrior for her pack and family. She got it too, when she found her mate in her longtime crush, the head warrior of her pack. But it was short-lived, pushing her in a pit of darkness and desolation. She was not ready to accept what fate had in-store for her.  Will she survive and move out of it? Will she get to find happiness again?

He moved his index finger along the rim of his glass, I every so often would catch his bright green- gray eyes look in my direction.
I looked down at my hands which were cupped together in my lap.
Stop it Luna
"I'll help you clear the plates." His mother said to his father, after we ate
Luna Trickson is a beautiful, single, twenty-six year old woman who works for a big named company in New York City. All was great in her life, until she got partnered with a tall, well dressed, exceedingly handsome, arrogant, flirtatious playboy named Westley Johnson.
As they deal with their own personal problems inside the office and outside, will they begin to see eye to eye, will the way they feel towards each other ever change and will Luna end up falling for Westley?