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In the vibrant city of Cape Town, South Africa, Aisha and Khalil's lives intersect in a whirlwind of passion and possibility. Aisha, a talented winemaker, is haunted by a painful past and struggles to keep her family's winery afloat. Khalil, a captivating artist, is exploring the streets of Bo-Kaap for inspiration, while hiding his own troubled history as a refugee.

As they meet at a wine tasting in the Cape Winelands, their connection is instant and undeniable. But secrets and fears threaten to derail their budding relationship. Aisha's family pressures her to focus on the winery, while Khalil's nightmares escalate, rooted in his traumatic journey to South Africa.

As they navigate the stunning landscapes of Cape Town, from Table Mountain to the V&A Waterfront, Aisha and Khalil confront their demons and learn to trust each other. When a devastating fire threatens Aisha's winery, Khalil rushes to support her, confronting his fears to save their bond.

"Cape of Dreams" is a romantic tale of love, redemption, and vulnerability. Aisha and Khalil's journey is a testament to the power of love to heal wounds, overcome fears, and create a brighter future. Their story is a captivating blend of South African culture, wine, art, and the beauty of the human heart.

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"Beg me for it," he demanded, rubbing my wet slit. "Beg me to fuck you right here on the side of the road."
I moaned, my hips bucking against his hand. "Please," I whimpered, the word barely a whisper. "Please fuck me. I need your cock inside me."
He chuckled darkly. "Not good enough," he said, his fingers dipping inside me, teasing me with shallow thrusts. "Beg me like you mean it. Tell me how badly you want my cock splitting you open, making you scream."
I was panting now, my body burning with need. "Please," I begged louder, arching my back to push my ass against him. "Please fuck me. I'm so empty, I need you to fill me up. I need your big, hard cock stretching me, making me yours."
"Mmm, that's more like it," he praised, removing his fingers from my pussy. I whined at the loss, but then I felt the head of his cock pressing against my entrance.

Wet Desires is a seductive book of short stories that will leave you breathless, flushed, and craving more. Within these pages, fantasies come alive—each tale exploring the raw, unfiltered heat of passion in its most intimate forms.

"Why do you stare at me", I ask, still not looking away from the dancing fish, "because I am captivated by you,", he replies, not missing a beat, "and I am wondering what is going on inside that beautiful but sad mind of yours", before I could control them my eyes find his, "I am thinking, I just lost the most important person in my life, though I am deeply aggrieved by this, I cant help but feel happy when I am with you, as though nothing else matters when you are with me", I say honestly, I find myself again in a stare off with him, my eyes metal, his the magnets, not blinking, nor wavering. I feeling him inching closer to me or am I to him? I can't tell and I don't care, in this moment the air feels electrified drawing us inches from each other.

Penelope Celeste Titania is a 25-year-old mum in a depressing marriage with a café job, Meng Ai Tian is a Chinese actor who has never truly kissed a girl aside from in roles. The two are worlds apart but meet in the most unexpected and unusual of circumstances, starting a series of vivid dreams, that neither can easily escape.

With her husband feeling more like a distant roommate, Nikki, an ex-college soccer player, knows there's more out there for her but scared to leave the comfort of her normal, usual, secure life. One night, during a massive storm, lightening strikes as a new player, Shane, joins her team. The second their eyes meet, time stops. She knows this person has always lived in her heart and soul. What is this feeling? It's illogical, it's fantasy, it's supported by all of the physical evidence you could throw in front of her. What the hell even is a soul mate, anyways? There's only one way to find out without actually having to interact with the dark haired stranger in real life...inviting him to dream with her. Will he join her?

I knew I was in trouble the moment his hands settled on my waist.
The kind of trouble that steals your breath and makes your knees weak.
He wasn't gentle. He wasn't patient. He was everything I'd been pretending I didn't crave.
And once he had a taste of me, he made one thing very clear: I wasn't going anywhere.
This intimate diary pulses with raw desire, intoxicating tension, forbidden adventures, and breathless role play that leaves hearts racing and bodies trembling.
Take your seat, let your fantasies spark to life, and surrender to a wave of unrestrained passion that builds to unforgettable highs.
Warning: Intended for readers 18+ only.

"It was a mistake Everly, I never wanted any of this to happen, the sex, the pregnancy" she remarked.

"Don't call it a mistake; you had a choice; you could have gone home instead of staying and hanging out with him, you could have refused to drink with him, but instead you stuffed yourself and got drunk.You had the option, but you chose this"

"And I regret it, Everly, I regret every single second of that day," Brielle sobbed.

Everly Carter finally thought she had gotten the luxurious life she had dreamt of endlessly for herself when she killed her best friend, Brielle in a heated argument when she found out that she was pregnant for her boyfriend Devan Hunter, and agreed to get into a contracted marriage with Her Billionaire Boss, Leo Walton, who caught her in the act.

She thought the betrayal from her best friend and Devan had catapulted her into a future she had always wished for, not knowing Leo Walton, her contracted husband is not what he seemed to be.

Will Everly be able to tame the wild billionaire beast Leo, who treated her like she doesn't exist, or will she get tired and crawl back to her Ex, whom she once left devastated?

Finally, fucking finally, his finger reaches my clit, and a low moan escapes me at the first circle he rubs into it. I widen my thighs, needing more, daring to demand more. And he gives it to me, stepping closer so the tip of his cock rubs against my clit through his boxer briefs as his fingers slide through my wetness to my opening.
"Look how wet you are for me," he huskily says. "I can hear it. Can't you?"


Sarah, Kamila and Laury, are three girls find themselves caught up in unusual situations that lead them to satisfy their most intimate desires and play their dirtiest games. All three are good girls and face situations no one would imagine, like accepting an indecent proposal from a stranger in an elevator. Or telling their dirtiest fantasy in a dare at a party, while being overheard by a predatory CEO. Or perhaps spending the night in the same room with two perverse brothers...

A riddle in the skies. A puzzle spanning worlds. A prize, locked behind seven keys...  Serena Carterett leads a team of masqueraders, shapeshifters and reformed thieves. Fighting crime’s their job; solving ancient mysteries, not so much. But when the seven dreams riddle lights up the skies, that’s got to change. The riddle speaks of treasure; better yet, a door, protecting an unimaginably dangerous power. In the wrong hands, this power will threaten the future of the Seven Realms — and the distant past. As treasure-hunters spread across the worlds, Serena musters her band of misfits for the greatest mission of their career. To win could be everything; to lose, unthinkable. The challenge is on. Who will unlock the door?

Natches Mackay separated himself from his family years ago, except for the two cousins who gave him the only family he’d known. Now he’s being dragged back into his father’s life in ways that could destroy him and the one woman who tempts him beyond reason: Government Agent Chaya Dane, who has fought to put her own past behind her. A mission in Somerset, Kentucky, brings her back into the dreams of Natches–and into the shadows cast by his father, suspected in the theft of government missiles. And it could cost Chaya more than she ever imagined.

Sparks fly when attorney Kathy Brooks agrees to represent Charles Morgan, Jr. in a high-profile lawsuit against a powerful government defense contractor. But when Charles’ hidden agenda threatens to expose the government’s dirty little secrets, what started out as the case of a lifetime could cost Kathy her heart, her career and even her life.Just Dreams is a page turning action packed romantic legal thriller set in Miami complete with military heroes, FBI agents, spies and hackers. If you like fast paced romantic suspense, then you’ll love Just Dreams. Just don’t start it at night if you want to sleep.

"I... I belong to, um, Santino," I moaned. Saint smirked as his finger carved into me. I had to bite down a loud moan that was begging for release.
Slowly, he moved his hand from my pussy. I tried my best to catch my break, trying to ignore how embarrassed I was.
He turned to the men who watched in shock, placing his two fingers in his mouth and licking off my every drop.
"Dinner was lovely, Tino." Saint smiled.


Reyna Fields is invisible to the world, hiding behind a common appearance and an impenetrable digital fortress. With an exceptional IQ and a unique skill for hacking complex systems, Reyna risks everything in a desperate search for her missing mother. But her path takes a dangerous turn when she unknowingly breaches the database of Santino "Saint" Venturi, a ruthless mob boss with power few dare to challenge.

To Saint, Reyna's intrusion is the perfect opportunity. Captivated by her mystery and intelligence, he decides to keep her under his control—not just to protect his secrets, but for something darker and more intense. Caught between power plays and undeniable attraction, Reyna and Saint find themselves entangled in a web of forbidden desires and deadly danger.

This novel is inspired by the Chinese Danmei novels, and the romance is between two men. When Jiang Yao first encountered Luo Xiao, the young boy resembled a piece of white paper. He was pure and untainted by the greed and despair of the outside world. Even so, the demon was moving forward, little by little and introducing various colors to this unblemished blank piece of paper, and slowly it turned into the most vivid and breathtaking painting. Luo Xiao's path takes him on a journey across the continent with the purpose of tempering himself through bloodshed and battle. By his side is Jiang Yao, a deadly guardian angel, ready to protect him in times of need, but after understanding the beauty of the diverse world, Luo Xiao is not longer willing to merely be protected and stay away from all approaching dangers. As the vast world allows Luo Xiao to embrace his future, he now aspires to stand at the top of the world alongside the Seventh Demon Prince, fighting to carve a path forward with relentless fierceness, ignoring fatigue and pain.

He grabbed my hair and dragged me downstairs. His grip on my hands and feet ached terribly. I sobbed and wept, silent tears streaming down my face. I was powerless to break free, my left hand clutching my broken right wrist.

He was a beast inhabiting this mansion, inflicting inhuman torture on my poor soul. He had created a living hell for me, this pitiful girl, within his castle.

On this cold winter night, he threw my wounded body into the icy pool, arrogantly enjoying it all, drinking and smoking expensive cigars. A satisfied, cold smile played on his lips as he reveled in my pain. His face was filled with the darkness of sin.

“How...more...am I…still…standing?” I stammered, my lips trembling.

Zain paused, thinking. Then, turning away from her, he replied:

“Until you die!”

With that, he left. As he wished. At that moment, my wish came true; I died.

But not in a frozen pool; I was struck in the head by a bullet from afar, blood splattering everywhere—that was far more gruesome.

My consciousness began to fade, but suddenly, I opened my eyes again and found myself mopping the floor in an ordinary restaurant.

I was startled: What happened? I was reborn? This is unbelievable!

"Daddy..."The little girl points to...The Man of My Dreams!!!

Before I could escape, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me close to his rock-hard chest. I didn't meet his gaze.

Sabrina's POV

As I worked on the little angel's hair, I felt a draft and realized that the lace on my dress had fallen, exposing my bare back down to my hip bone. I shuddered and quickly turned around, hastily adjusting my hair to cover as much as possible.

**** Travis's POV***

The strap of her dress had slipped off her shoulder. My gaze darkened as I saw her exposed back down to her hipbone, and I had to resist the urge to brush my hand against her flawless skin.


Introducing Sabrina Iris Kline, a captivating journalist, unyielding in her pursuit of truth, unafraid to expose the veiled underbelly of society. Enduring relentless threats to her life, Sabrina remains steadfast, having already suffered immeasurable loss. Yet, the course of her existence takes an extraordinary twist when a mysterious enigma begins to materialize within her dreams—a man entirely foreign to her waking hours.

Within the mesmerizing depths of "Dreams Come True...", readers shall embark on an enchanting odyssey, where the boundaries between reality and fantasy dissolve into ethereal whispers. Will Sabrina's heart surrender to the irresistible allure of this haunting stranger? Or shall he forever linger as a figment of her imagination, teasing her with a love she once believed unattainable?

What if fate has more in store for her? What if she is destined never to encounter the man who brings solace to her restless mind, cradling her tenderly within her dreams?

Prepare to traverse a realm where true love defies the constraints of probability, where Sabrina's unwavering resolve collides with an enigmatic connection that transcends the confines of time and space. Will she unravel the enigma shrouding her enigmatic dreams, or shall she eternally wander amidst a realm where reality merges with fantasy?

Step into the pages of "Dreams Come True..." and unlock the concealed enigmas nestled within, as love and destiny converge in an indelible tapestry of mystery, ardor, and the extraordinary power of dreams.

Book One: Chasing Broken Desires.
Book Two: Chasing Broken Dreams.
Book Three: Chasing Broken Destinies.

Tyler Moore is the Sheriff of a small town far out from the city, finally gave the one thing he always refused to give…his heart. With a body that is carved to perfection, this soft-spoken man should not be underestimated. Even though he is elegant and yet powerful, there is far more than lives underneath the facade that he brings.

Jenna Davis, the girl that got stuck on the side of the road in nothing but an empty tank, a wedding dress, and singing to Britney Spears. She is the girl that stole the small-town Sheriff's heart. She finally made her way to the altar and did not repeat her experiences from the past.

Jenna gives this Sheriff everything that he desires.

But her past does come back to haunt her the very night of her wedding day. The monster that has been lurking in the shadows rips Jenna away from Tyler.

Can Tyler find Jenna before it is too late?

Will their relationship survive the consequences of the evil that is yet to come?

It was a rainy night, and I was running wildly down the road, that man chasing relentlessly behind me, a malicious grin carved into his face. Desperately searching for somewhere—anywhere—safe, the brightly lit bookstore not far ahead became my only glimmer of hope.

Then I tripped.

I struggled to scramble back to my feet, but the rain and slick pavement betrayed me, sending me crashing down once more. A sharp pain tore through my knees as the sound of footsteps behind me grew louder, closer. Panic surged. I clawed at the gravel submerged in muddy water, my fingertips just brushing against a sharp-edged stone when a low sigh breathed against my ear.

“You can’t run away.”

I turned my head.

He was already standing before me, rainwater streaming down his twisted face, his eyes gleaming with a crazed, cruel light. Slowly, he knelt down. One hand clamped around my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. A blood-curdling laugh slipped from his lips.

“I’ve finally got you tonight,” he said. “You’ll be mine forever.”

Will Claire survive? Will she escape her attacker’s assault?

This is a novel of extraordinary imagination—step inside and uncover the thrill… and the answer.

The day I died, I found a locked box in my husband's closet.

Inside were thirty years of lies.

Gray Reed saved my life when I was eight. Everyone said I owed him everything. At eighteen, I gave him my college applications to "help revise" - he was my guidance counselor. He told me, "Livy, you're not competitive enough. Stanford's too hard. Consider community college instead."

I believed him. I stayed in our small town, took over the family Mexican restaurant, married him. Thirty years later he died, and I discovered the truth—

He photocopied my entire application and gave it to his first love, Elysia Hunt.

She used MY application to get into Stanford. Built a Silicon Valley empire on MY life.

While I spent thirty years trapped in this town, married to the man who stole my future.

But when I opened my eyes, I was back in September 1995, first week of senior year, eighteen years old—

This time, no one steals my dreams.

The mysterious stranger from his nightmares appears out of nowhere at Emily Blakeslee's 18th birthday party. Calix Ledger, who originally intended to take revenge at the party, ends up saving the terrified Blakeslee, only to discover that he was originally there to kill her!

What to do now?

" When I don't get a thing...I ruin it," he said and then started laughing maniacally.

"And believe me nobody wants a ruined girl."

And now she understood her life is ended.

Ayzel is a beautiful, innocent orphan girl, trapped by an agent to trap a Mafia don. Under a planned scheme, she enters the Mafia's
den and becomes the victim of that ruthless Mafia don's lust. She comes to know that the day her mother died giving birth to her in an orphanage, the very day a bloody massacre happens in this family.
Will Ayzel accomplish the mission or get herself destroyed by that mafia don? will she find the secret of her paternity before it's too late?
will she be able to survive the web of lies, lust, and danger?

The Zhang family needs an heir!
But this time, the father of “Zhang Chengyi,” a stern and serious young executive,
proposes an unexpected solution:
He asks the daughter of the nanny who used to take care of him to become a surrogate mother and bear a child to continue his family line.
But things take an unexpected turn…
The surrogate-to-be turns out to be a pretty young omega
named “Phapfan,” whose scent of fresh milk is tantalizing
enough to make an alpha like him lose composure!
Chengyi, who has always been cold and indifferent,
suddenly finds himself shaken by this omega, Phapfan.
Could this be more than just a typical surrogacy arrangement?

My best friends and I were out dancing at one of the hottest clubs around, when I heard the two words I loved most. In a loud, rough, gravely tone I heard, “Baby Girl!”
I turned around looking everywhere in the darkness of the club with the mixture of strobe lights in my face, but I didn’t see anyone. There was no way it could be possible. He was a dream. Just a dream. It wasn’t real.
Just then I heard it again, a little louder this time, “Baby Girl!”
I turned around searching through the mixture of the surrounding bodies. I still didn’t see anything. I thought I must be losing my mind. I shook my head to clear it.
But then I heard it a third time, louder than the rest, “Baby Girl!”
I turned around and that’s when I saw him.
Standing tall and lethal where people had moved back away from him to give him space was my dream guy.
He wore black jeans that fit him like a second skin just like his black wife beater. The black wife beater showed off his sleeves of tattoos. Black tennis shoes that looked expensive. A black hat that he wore backwards covering up his inky, black hair with a chunk of hair peeking through. A black right eyebrow piercing and black earring in his ear that stood out on his very pale skin without blemishes or flaws. His green eyes that were so bright and multi-colored they practically glowed in the darkness of the club. His lips were pale pink, perfect and oh so kissable with the bottom lip a little puffier than the top.
My dream man has somehow, some way, came to life, and I am going to figure out how.

She was the girl he saved.
Now, she's the woman who refuses to let him go.

After escaping a lifetime of illness and pain, Holly is no longer Ava’s sick little sister—she’s fierce, fearless, and obsessed. David Hunt, Aka Mason Brown, the ex-spy who once betrayed her family and saved her from their murderous father, disappeared the moment she got him out of prison.

But Holly hasn’t stopped thinking about him since.
Ignoring her sister’s warnings, Holly abandons everything—her life, her country, her name—to track down David Hunt. And when she finds him? He’s not the ghost she expected. He’s thriving, hiding in plain sight, building a new life and trying to forget the sins of his past. But Holly won’t let him forget. She wants him. And she’ll fight anyone who gets in her way—including her own blood.

What begins as a one-sided obsession soon becomes something darker, more dangerous—and far more mutual. But when the daughter of David Hunt’s old enemy resurfaces with blackmail and a plan to destroy Ava and Orion once and for all, David is forced to become the villain again… and this time, he’ll use Holly’s love to do it.

In a world of secrets, manipulation, betrayal, and forbidden love—can obsession survive the truth?
Or will it burn them both alive?

He is Milan, always have been in love, secretly with his best friend Eron. Who is actually his stepbrother after his dad get marry with a widow woman who had a child of 19 years old... Eron. But everythin will change one day when suddenly Milan discovers He is available to create a new reality, other world in his dreams, that actually is a portal to a totally real reality, where He and Eron can be together, and their love is the most natural, as breathing.¨


"Family is the most important thing, Eron."
I'm sick of hearing that phrase every day without qualm.
They force to include me in the standard picture where the only thing that matters is the happiness of others; the happiness of those around you. It is typical to think that you should care about those who, according to the rules of modern society, love you the most. But does owning the same blood connection make the affective connection between people? I want to know if I am the only one who is wrong.
I don't feel that warmth in my chest that I'm supposed to feel.

"You only think of yourself, Eron."
I can hear the annoying Milan Montjoy's voice even in my quiet solitude. People label him as my "brother" as we are children of the same parents, or actually, one of them, but we are not. Thus we are intertwined.

Veda Ahuja is a strikingly beautiful and intelligent woman, known for her feisty spirit, Strongwill and kind heart. With her warm personality and sharp mind, she's the kind of person everyone wants to be around. But for five years, her life has been overshadowed by the unrelenting gaze of one man.

Varun Sengar.

A warlord feared by many, desired by all, and ruled by none-except his obsession with Veda. Handsome, enigmatic, and utterly ruthless, Varun is a man of few words but overwhelming power. Despite the countless women vying for his attention, his heart beats solely for Veda, a love so consuming it borders on madness.

For five long years, Varun has stalked her every move, driven by an obsession that defies reason. His fixation has grown so intense that only his closest confidants know the depths of his madness, resorting to extreme measures to calm his dark rages.

But Veda wants nothing to do with him. When she got to know his family world, She now know what lies behind his striking looks and quiet demeanor-a dangerous man with blood on his hands, a man who lives by no rules but his own. Yet Varun's obsession is unyielding, threatening to ensnare Veda in a world of danger and desire she desperately wants to escape.

As their lives continue to collide, Veda must navigate the suffocating web of Varun's obsession while fighting to maintain her freedom. But how long can she resist the pull of a man who is willing to destroy anything-and anyone-to make her his?

Emma thought she had escaped her past, but when billionaire Jake Miller reappears, her carefully built life begins to unravel. With secrets too dangerous to reveal and a love she can’t forget, she must choose—keep running or face the man whose betrayal still haunts her… and the truth he must never know.

After eight years together, my fiancé gave all his affection to the innocent-acting sneaky babysitter at home. Even when I was on the brink of losing my baby, he was busy helping her fulfill her wish to watch shooting stars.
I didn't cry or make a scene; I calmly finished the property notarization, sold my expensive engagement ring, and switched jobs to a top investment bank.
By the time he was frantically searching for me everywhere, I was safely in the arms of a business mogul who had secretly loved me for twenty years. "Late love is cheaper than dirt; your karma is just beginning."

For the sake of maintaining her sister’s marriage, Rose was schemed by her mother and sister having slept with her sister’s husband, Vincent.
“Vincent’s drunk now. Come to his place.”
They naively thought they had Vincent fooled so easily. However, who would have thought Vincent had already known their scheme at the very beginning. And he didn’t immediately expose their scheme. Instead, he just cooperated with them to complete their show. One night, Vincent caught the drunk Rose at the bar and brought her to a hotel.
“I’m so hot. Can you help me with the heat?”
“Sure. But don’t regret it.”
“I love you, only you. Not a substitute for your sister.” Vincent gently whispered in her ear and his lips curved in a smile.

I feel the gentle scrape of his teeth against my nipples, first one, then the other. He takes one into his mouth, sucking it in, his tongue dancing over my sensitive skin while his teeth graze gently. My hand instinctively reaches up to grip his hair, pulling him closer as I guide his mouth harder against my breasts, the sensation overwhelming and too delicious to resist.

His hand slides up under my shirt, his fingers splaying across my warm skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. With a slow, careful roll of his hips, he presses himself against me, igniting a fierce, pulsing heat that spreads through my entire body. 

Suddenly, I could feel his dick jerk to attention beneath my undulating hips, and he places his hands on either side of my head as he began to groan loudly. 


After moving to a small town, she feels an irresistible pull towards an ancient castle perched on a hill. Unbeknownst to her, this castle is home to the Alpha Prince of a hidden werewolf pack. Each night, she experiences intense dreams about the prince that make it hard to tell what’s real and what’s just in her head. What she didn't know was that they had actually met when Alpha was 7 years old, and she was taken away from him and never heard from again. Although he had great power and noble status, he never stopped missing her. Many years later, they finally met again. As their lives intertwine, the chemistry between them intensifies, leading her to wonder if their bond is destiny or something far more perilous. Caught between her dreams and reality, she must confront her deepening feeldeepthe Alpha while uncovering secrets that could alter everything she knows.

I thought I was the luckiest woman in the world.
My husband was handsome and seemed to love me deeply. His gentle and attentive nature made my family and me believe that he was the best husband in the world.
However, everything changed when a woman from his past appeared and uncovered the truth about their history, revealing the real reason he married me.
It turned out that I had been deceived. All his affection and care were nothing but an act. Our marriage existed solely as a way for him to take revenge for the pain caused by his younger sibling.
Could I still bring myself to hold on to this marriage, when my heart was already filled with disappointment?
This was never the marriage of my dreams.

Behind closed doors, where silence feels heavier and desires speak louder, Wet Confessions unveils the secrets people never dare to say out loud.
These are not love stories.
They are moments stolen, forbidden, intoxicating.
A lingering touch that lasts too long.
A look that says everything words cannot.
A boundary crossed not in recklessness, but in quiet surrender.
From neighbors who shouldn’t want each other, to strangers bound by a single, unforgettable night, each story drips with tension, vulnerability, and the dangerous thrill of almost losing control.
Because sometimes, it’s not about what happens, it’s about what nearly does.
And once you’ve felt it, even for a second
you’ll crave it again.

Chloe Nightshade was destined to be the next Alpha of the Night Pack—until everything changed in one devastating moment. Stripped of her wolf and cast down to the lowest rank, she must navigate a world where power is everything and she has none.

When the infamous Alpha Marcus Shadowmere claims she’s his fated mate, Chloe’s world turns upside down again. But Marcus doesn’t remember a broken girl—he remembers someone else entirely. Someone Chloe can’t recall being.

“You don’t remember me at all, do you?”

In a realm where wolves determine worth and enemies lurk in shadows deeper than anyone suspects, Chloe must uncover the truth about what really happened to her. But the closer she gets to the answers, the more dangerous the questions become.

And the secrets she’s forgotten? Someone will kill to keep them buried.

“I’m done being a victim. I’m done being protected from my own life.”

Can a broken bond be healed? Can forgotten memories be reclaimed? Or will the secrets threatening to tear apart the pack world destroy them both first?

Some fates are worth fighting for. Others are worth dying for.

A tale of lost power, forbidden love, dangerous secrets, and the strength that comes from within.

I got dragged online by one of my lead devs.

He claimed my "Incubation Project" was a gilded cage—a trap to exploit the team and steal their personal IPs.

The truth?

I funded it out of my own pocket.

Selected candidates would get a $50,000 no-strings-attached seed fund, plus full Ivy League tuition reimbursement. It was 100% voluntary, with zero penalties for opting out.

Since the internet decided I was a toxic capitalist monopolizing their creativity, I gave him exactly what he wanted. I fired off a company-wide memo:

[To protect your creative freedom from capitalist exploitation, the $50,000 Incubation Fund is permanently abolished, effective immediately.]

[As an alternative, the monthly education allowance for all employees is now a $15 reimbursement for basic coding courses.]

The moment the memo dropped, the employees who were counting on that $50k to pay off student loans or change their lives completely lost it.

Now, they're swarming right outside my glass office door, eyes red, begging me to reinstate the program.

“Moan for me,” he whispers into my ear. The feel of his breath turns me on even more. I gasp as his thumb rubs against my clit. I can feel the pleasure building in my core. “I want to hear you calling out my name.”


Elise finds out she isn't human but a dark faerie, the dark faerie prince Ezra wants she to himself as she is his destined mate but she is also werewolf Kyros fated mate.
What happens when she ends up in a love triangle with a werewolf and the dark faerie prince?

The fake heiress and I died twice fighting over the same thing—which of us would get adopted by that wealthy couple.

The first time, I got the necklace. I became their daughter. I thought I'd finally have everything I'd ever wanted. Three months later, they drowned me in the bathtub.

William's voice still echoes in my head. "This is your fault! If we'd taken Chloe instead, she'd still be alive!"

The second time, I gave Chloe the necklace. Let her have the good life. I thought that would keep me safe.

Five years later, Chloe turned up dead in their mansion. The Harringtons called the cops on me. They said I broke in and killed her out of jealousy. I died in prison, broken and tortured. The last thing I heard was Catherine's voice through the visiting room glass, cold as ice. "You belong in the gutter."

The third time, I open my eyes again.

I watch the couple smile at us, all warmth and kindness, and one question burns in my mind. Which daughter do they actually want?

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…..

“Fuck—say my name when I’m inside you,” Drake’s voice was a dark growl against my ear, his hand pinning mine above the headboard.
“Drake… oh God, harder—” I cried, my body arching into his relentless thrusts.
“Not just Drake. Say what I am to you.”
“My ex’s father,” I gasped, shame and desire tangling on my tongue.
“That’s right, sweetheart. And now you’re mine.”

It was supposed to be a reckless mistake. A reckless sex with a stranger after catching my boyfriend screwing my best friend. But the stranger wasn’t a stranger at all.

He was Drake Humphrey. My ex-boyfriend’s father.

Older. Filthy rich. Ruthlessly dominant. The man I should have run from. Instead, I let him own me. In his penthouse, on his desk, in his car. I let him ruin me with every touch.

But what started as lust has become obsession. Drake doesn’t just want my body. He wants my heart. He wants me under his name, his control, his power. And when our secret erupts, the world around us catches fire.

My ex wants revenge. His mother wants blood. His father wants me.

And I can’t decide if I’ve been destroyed… or if I’ve finally come alive.

"No, I want to go to New York without being under someone's watch. And I don't think Mr. Gray will appreciate my presence. Right Mr. Gray?"
Ethan chuckled lightly. "It's Ethan for you, Nicole. And I already approved your father's idea."
"What?!" I yelled out unbelievably.


Nicole Vargas.
Spoiled, rich, smart, and melodramatic. She graduated from Fashion Design in Brazil and was the daughter of a well-known artist and the CEO of 'The Vargas' hotel and casino chains. She could get anything she wants at just the snap of her fingers. Even her career.
But she didn't. And she wouldn't take advantage of her parents' position in society. Instead, she wanted to be successful on her own. But her father didn't want to let her go all the way to New York where she could fulfill her dreams. For him, she was still a little girl.

Ethan Gray.
Insanely handsome and a mouthwatering specimen. Ethan Gray graduated from Business Administration in England. After he graduated he took over his uncle's business and instantly became the richest and youngest CEO in England. After so many years he returned to Brazil to visit his parents and attend the yearly elite ball. After that, he would go to New York to expand his business and would stay there for a year.
But, things turned a little bit different.
He didn't go to New York alone. Instead, he had the daughter of Santiago Vargas with him. The most annoying, dramatic, but absolutely beautiful girl he had ever met.
He couldn't stand her tantrums and drama.
And she wasn't willing to change just for him.
What will happen between them? Read to find out.

The God of this world had grown angry and frustrated yet again.

His world was supposed to entertain him!

It was supposed to be fun to watch!

Yet, every single guy in his world only practiced Magic all of the time!

This was so boring!

"Alright, that's it. I need someone else, someone who actually has some originality to show my world that there's more than just Magic. I need someone that is willing to destroy themselves and others on his path to power. I need someone that doesn't crack under any mortal danger."

"I should check out that other planet. Yes, you!"

Alex was an ex-fighter trying to come to terms with normal life. Sadly, his life ended in tragedy, but before he could enter the afterlife, he was pulled away by a God that wants him to fix his world.

Watch Alex as he dominates the world of Mages and becomes the only Sword God in a World full of nothing but Mages!

Mary isn't your typical teenager or your cliche female lead. She is sassy and rich, hot headed and daring.

She transferred to Lekki High school when her family moved to Lagos State. Unlike her other school where she was the queen, in Lekki high there are queens too and ones who wouldn't give up their spot.

Then bring in a sassy, rude, handsome, intelligent and obnoxious male lead; Dean.

Dean is the typical example of a bad good high school boy who knows when to act crazy and when not to.

Mary and Dean first meet isn't a nice one but a fight for apology one, with no one backing out and the competition of power, there are more exciting tale ahead of them.
Mary isn't your typical teenager or your cliche female lead. She is sassy and rich, hot headed and daring.

She transferred to Lekki High school when her family moved to Lagos State.

Unlike her other school where she was the queen, in Lekki high there are queens too and ones who wouldn't give up their spot.

Then bring in a sassy, rude, handsome, intelligent and obnoxious male lead; Dean.

Dean is the typical example of a bad good high school boy who knows when to act crazy and when not to.

Mary and Dean first meet isn't a nice one but a fight for apology one, with no one backing out and the

competition of power, there are more exciting tale ahead of them.

In a lavish mansion, innocent 19-year-old maid Lila catches her boss, Mr. James, in a forbidden moment of self-pleasure.

What begins as shock ignites into a dangerous, addictive affair as he claims her body in secret risky encounters while his wife Isabelle remains in the dark.

When my roommate Sutton woke up from a wet dream, she was literally glowing. She claimed it was the most mind-blowing romantic experience of her life—the man’s silhouette, his scent, his body heat felt impossibly real.
Even crazier? When she checked her phone, there was a strange new number saved in her contacts. It belonged to the man from her dream.
While the rest of us shrieked about destiny, our moody roommate Jessamine just stared at the screen and dropped a chilling warning: "Things that come looking for you in dreams should stay buried."
We all wrote her off as a jealous freak.
That is, until I started noticing Sutton’s face growing more haggard by the day—and the fact that her "perfect boyfriend" refused to speak a single word to her.

🔞⚠️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.

My fingers grasped his hair and gave it a tug as my desire burned higher. Lapping at my slick folds, delving deep into me— it didn’t take long for me to cry out his name and then come in his arms. When I threw back my head, the tips of my long hair teased his thighs. Bunching the black lace teddy up around my waist, he settled me over his rock-hard erection.


Rain Wild was my first love, my first heartbreak—my everything.
I left so he could chase his dream of becoming a rockstar, even though it broke my heart.

He’s the rockstar on every billboard.
The man I never stopped loving.
And my child’s daddy.

But when my daughter sneaks to meet her idol…
I come face-to-face with a past I was forced to bury.
Rain wants answers—and his daughter.

Three years ago, I saved the life of Alessandro Gambino, New York's most powerful mafia boss.

He fell in love with me, a bartender.

His family was dead set against us, but his love won out. We got married.

After we married, he disappeared every month for "punishment day," claiming his family beat him with sixty-six lashes for breaking their rules by staying with me. Watching him suffer tore me apart.

Actully, I'm Sloane Lucchese, sole heir to the largest arms empire on the East Coast, hiding from a family war. I decided to reclaim my family name as soon as possible, so his family would finally accept me.

Finally, on our fifth wedding anniversary, I found out I was pregnant, and my father called to say they'd announce my return in two weeks.

I was going to tell Alessandro everything that night, both pieces of good news.

But that same day, I stumbled onto a secret—one that would destroy me completely.

On the seventh wedding anniversary, I woke up in the lounge and found a big word "BITCH" sprayed with red paint on my chest.
The culprit, holding a spray-paint can, had a naive-looking smile on her face and said, "I'm doing you a favor. Your white outfit's way too boring."
I was just about to take action when my husband rushed in to protect her, frowning and scolding me: "She's just a little girl; she doesn't know any better. Do you have to be so petty?"
At this moment, looking at the man in front of me who had risen because of my family's influence, I suddenly laughed.
He probably forgot who had given him this overwhelming wealth.
I unscrewed the red-tipped thick paint pen and walked step by step towards the trembling girl.
"Your face is boring, too. Let me do you a favor."
As for my husband?
I'll make him know that without me, he's worse than a dog.

"Ahh, just like that. Fuck me deeper!"
Amelia's moans filled the air, her body betraying her desire for the ruthless man who claimed her.
But behind the passion lay a darker truth.
Her life spiraled into misery when she was caught in the webs of slavery by the merciless Mafia Don, Alessandro DeMarco.
As punishment for daring to infiltrate his powerful organization, Alessandro made her his slave—bound to serve him forever. Amelia's heart burned with betrayal, especially by the man she once loved, who lured her into destruction and abandoned her when she needed him most.
Resigned to her fate, Amelia worked for the Don as his possession, torn between hatred and the dangerous attraction that grew stronger with every stolen touch.
What happens when love begins to blur the lines between punishment and passion?
Will Alessandro be able to control his feelings for her?
Or will Amelia surrender completely to the deadly Mafia Don who makes her body tremble… and her heart betray her?

#R18
"AHH, just like that. Fuck me more deeper!" Amelia's moans filled the air, orgasm spilling through her thighs.
**
She does nothing but melts at his touch, crave for every inch of his shaft. His fingertips are like magic, trailing her soft skin like ushers of the wind.
It's hard to resist his touch and when he thrusts in her? She doesn't want him to stop.


Amelia's life spiraled into misery when she got caught in the webs of slavery by the ruthless mafia Don, Alessandro DeMarco.
As a punishment for trying to infiltrate his mafia organisation, he made her his slave and she was bound to work for him forever.
Amelia struggled with the pain of betrayal and mistrust. Her boyfriend, who claimed to love her led her into the webs of destruction and even betrayed her when he ought to stand in for her.
Amelia accepted her fate and agreed to work for the Don but as she continued to work for him as a loyal servant, she remained his assets; one bound forever to the Deadly mafia Don.
What happens when love trips in? Will Alessandro be able to control his feelings for her? Will Amelia suppress the urge to keep spreading her legs for the Mafia Don as he always made her wet!

“Stop.” She breathed against his lips. “Fondling me wasn’t a part of the ‘one kiss’ offer.” She grinned, leaning forward to press a fleeting kiss on his parted lips. A bold move even for her but the look in his eyes made it worth the shift in her priority.

The words to respond were sparse. He’d never had someone melt into his arms so willingly. Nor had a woman ever asked him to stop once the act was under way. He untangled himself from her and watched as she smoothed her hair and skirts, “Am I decent?” she had the gall to ask him.

“A misfortune to mine eyes.” He commented as a silence fell over them.

“It was a pleasure meeting your acquaintance.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously.

“A pity it must be cut short.” He teased, waiting for her to either sink into him or leave so that he may relieve himself.

“If you’ll excuse me,” Mendora had finally caught her breath, recalling Ginger would be on the lookout for her by now so that even if she wanted to stay, it was impossible, “I have been away for too long.”


Mendora Agnus Garrick, a young debutante prone to appallingly unusual notions had found herself doing that which she had sworn off...falling in love and with notorious rake Solaire Gidean Demaris, a man unlikely to consider the prospect of marriage or love.


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Year 1968...

Divina was broken-hearted due to her lover, Alfredo's infidelity. He cheated on her with a rich heiress named Belen. Even though it was difficult for Divina, she forced herself to move on. She became a teacher in a private school and became close friends with their headteacher, Marco Salvador. Marco is a happy person and he shares this happiness with those people around him to the point that Divina is slowly falling for him... but there is one absolute rule in that school, they shouldn't have a romantic relationship with each other. Marco holds a high position at school and Divina loves teaching. How are they able to face the obstacles of their growing affection? Are they destined to be together or will they end up with the common saying, "they met but they were not fated"?

"We were but we were not..."

I'm Nora. Size 18. Transferred to my fourth school in four years. And on my very first day, the hottest guy in class leaned over and told me my seat had a weight limit.
That was Ethan Cross. Lacrosse captain, sharp jaw, zero empathy. He made it his personal mission to remind me I was fat — in the hallway, at lunch, in gym class, wherever he could get a laugh.
Then I found his sketchbook.
He'd left it open in the art room. I should've walked away. I didn't. I turned the page, and there I was — my body, my face, my hands — drawn over and over like he couldn't stop.
None of it was a joke. None of it was ugly.
So what the hell am I supposed to do with that?