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He strode purposefully towards her, shrinking the distance between them. “Hey there, Shelyca. Here you are smack dab in the middle of my Thregonad Village. Or perhaps I ought to be speaking to the she-wolf within?” His piercing gaze seemed to bore right into her soul. Princess Shelyca was thrown into a state of utter astonishment. “How on earth could you possibly know? I’m in my human form, for goodness’ sake!” she exclaimed, her confusion written all over her face. Taking one more step forward, he tenderly yet firmly clasped her face between his large, calloused hands. “I caught a peek of the truth when I was bringing you back from the brink. But listen, if you’d rather keep it a closely guarded secret, I can make that so,” he whispered softly, his breath warm against her ear. “Who exactly are you? I can sense that you’re anything but an ordinary human being,” she inquired, her eyes searching his intently, as if they could pry open the hidden depths of his identity. “You’ve hit the nail on the head. I’m no common mortal. But it’ll be a thrilling quest for you to uncover the real me.” He grinned playfully, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mystery as he beheld her.
"I vow, should Trinity manage to slip through my fingers, she'll find herself cornered by me in a heartbeat." The mere mention of her name stirs a tempest within me, a potent blend of fascination and trepidation. I've an eye for beauty, relishing the sight of a captivating woman, be it in the realm of dreams or reality. Yet, a day spent in the company of the unappealing is a bitter pill to swallow for my ego. But distractions aside, our destination looms ahead. The vehicle glides up the driveway with a measured grace... As we breach the threshold... And pivot around the bend... There she is, a brunette vision of allure, encased in a dress that clings to her like a second skin. It's her seemingly endless, shapely legs, propped up by those sinfully red stilettos, that draw my gaze like a magnet. Her tresses, flowing like liquid silk over her shoulders, complete the picture. And those full, inviting lips – they hold a power that could make a man forsake reason. Who is this enigma? Colton Cruz, a battle-hardened ex-Marine, now the paragon of protection in the shadowy world of the Mafia elite. He feeds on the adrenaline of danger, his heart shielded from the allures of love. You might earn a place in his network, but his heart remains an impenetrable fortress. Trinity Stone, a spoiled scion of the underworld, becomes Colton's new assignment. She's a visual delight but a behavioral conundrum. This seemingly aloof and misunderstood heiress is the linchpin of the Stone Crime Family. And therein lies the crux of the issue... Colton soon discovers an irresistible pull towards the one woman he's sworn to protect, the daughter of a Mafia kingpin. How far will his desires lead him astray from his duty?
Ever since Vexon Bevine first laid eyes on Ruby Gerund, he could not get her beautiful image out of his mind. Unfortunately, Ruby didn't notice him and disappeared while he was stuck in Mafia training. Years later, Vexon attends his elder brother's wedding, where he sees Ruby again. Even though he wants to make her 'his', Vexon tries to control his feelings. However, that night, someone drugs him, and he ends up marrying Ruby against her will, losing his control. Ruby can't forget the way everything was forced upon her, and out of hatred towards Vexon, she deems this a forced marriage and decides to never accept him as her husband. If Ruby hates Vexon from the bottom of her heart, will he be able to make her fall in love with him? Or will she just be the love of the Mafia King and never reciprocate his feelings? Besides, who drugged Vexon which made him forcefully marry her, when all he tried to do was control his undying love?
My husband is a demon. He humiliates and abuses me. His purpose in marrying me was solely to better control and take revenge on me...
FINDING PRINCE CHARMING (THE BAKER AND THE ROGUE) Growing up Jaylyn was called a cursed child. She worked hard everyday to prove herself to a world that had already decided her fate and rejected her multiple times. Jaylyn had to put up with her drunk father who had gambled away all he owns. On his death bed, her uncle promised to cater for her upkeep till she was married to a suitable suitor. Trusting the words of her uncle, a high born baron of Dutchmall, Jaylyn left everything behind to live with him. Only to find herself in a whole different scenario as her relatives turned her into their own slave. When her uncle's secret is been investigated by a royal commander under the order of the king. He covering his tracks as he tried marrying her off to an old village drunk who was famous for his brutality that killed his previous wives. Jaylyn was tired of been locked up and forced to marry a man she detest, so she ran away to seek freedom. During her journey she encountered two men that changed her life forever and found love on the way. Will she ever find true love? Is there some dark secret she needed to unveil? Find out more to feed ur curiosity...!
WARNING: ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ High and descriptive sexual content, strong language, and use of substance. Recommended for 18+ readers, read at your own discretion. Not for people with soft hearts. If you are not a fan of Dark romance please don't read. If you are not a fan of BDSM please don't read. "I rather get dragged in the mud with chains by moving horses or be beaten with a club with nails on it than lose my virginity to you," she spat, looking at him with hate in her eyes, hoping her eyes conveyed the degree of contempt she felt when she spat out the words. Anger and disbelief flashed in his eyes. She was going to be the first woman that would ever reject him and in such a preposterous manner. He stood up and went over to her while she gummed her back to the wall, having no other room to step back. He gripped her chin with his strong palm, forcing her to look at him, his wicked grey eyes bore into her hazel ones. "What if it's your only ticket to freedom?" "As I said, I rather die." He quickly shoved her onto the bed and she scooted away as he moved toward her. "I am Eros Castillo, leader of the El dragon gang, you dare not reject me, nobody rejects me," he said in a low husky voice, his eyes five shades darker, his countenance grim and dangerous.
One city. Two families. Eight broken boys. Eight stories of love. Sixteen different fates. All linked to the same destiny. And no matter what – they will always stand together. They say that every story has a beginning. Maybe the beginning might be fake … but destiny is always real. I’m Enrique Blackburn. A San Francisco boy. The type that’s rich and famous – an actor, a model, a playboy. But I’m hiding behind walls. I’m scarred by my past. Maybe I act like a robot to keep myself from getting hurt. Maybe I believe I don’t have a heart. Maybe I don’t deserve to be loved. Maybe I like my fake life. Then I found her. She’s perfection. Maybe it’s ‘cause I got a little bit older. Maybe it’s all I’ve been through. Maybe it’s how I see myself with her. She brings out the real me. She sees through the act. Now the walls I’ve been building are starting to crumble. She’s stealing the things I know. Maybe robots do have hearts. Maybe real life is better than the movies. To have her I signed a contract. To keep her I fought like a lion. To love her I broke down the walls. They say that every story must end. Maybe you’ll get killed by the fire of desire. Maybe you’ll find your direction. Me? I got to say the words.
My skin heats with each thrust of his fingers, and each forceful lap of his tongue, and i cannot stop the moans of pleasure tearing through my slackened jaw. My hand is wrapped in his hair, giving the impression that I have control, but I don’t. I control nothing, and I like it. Mihai’s hand slowly slides up my stomach, his fingers wrapping around my neck as he cuts of my ability to breathe, black spots clouding my vision, and yet, I am not afraid. I want more. I want everything that he can give to me. He slowly inserts a third finger, the intense fullness that I feel teetering me over the edge of a cliff I cannot even see, and then he sucks and pulls at my clit. Sparks erupt throughout my body, the orgasm shaking my soul, and destroying what was left of my resistance. *********************************** She was the Daughter of a Hunter, he was one of the creatures that her family had sworn to destroy, what could possibly go wrong? When their worlds collide, who will be left standing, will it be the hunter or the hunted, and which is which?
At the tender age of thirteen, Leonard found himself alone in the world, his parents no longer with him. He found refuge in Mrs. Romy's home, a haven of beauty populated by Mrs. Romy and her three daughters, all of them possessing statuesque figures and generous curves. As Leonard grew older, he remained blissfully unaware of the intimate dance between adults. However, one fateful evening, he accidentally witnessed his aunt and uncle in a private moment, sparking a curiosity within him about the mysteries of physical pleasure, leading him to explore these tantalizing delights on his own. The next day, Mrs. Romy, with a seriousness in her demeanor, approached Leonard with an unexpected proposition. "Leonard," she began, "I'm going to teach you about the art of lovemaking," a statement that left him utterly flabbergasted. This private tutorial was abruptly interrupted when Scarlett, Mrs. Romy's daughter, barged in. With a determined look in her eyes, she declared, "I plan on joining you and becoming Leonard's instructor in matters of intimacy."
This is a mildly erotic fanfic that starts early in the Potterverse. [No underaged sex!] Not recommended for young readers. Possible trigger warning for anyone that has undergone extreme trauma due to fires/collapsing buildings or cannot stand claustrophia and/or night terrors. Ariadne is a pretty, young girl who grew up with muggles, but is about to start going to Hogwarts. She's optimistic. Her squib mother had told her all about the wizard world before her untimely death and she wants to see the school her teenage father had attended. Only she has some secrets, secrets that her mother warned her to never to tell anyone and one big secret not even her mother was aware of. Ariadne can remember her past life. A life where magic didn't exist and her family in this world were only part of a story. A story that she wasn't in. Does this mean she destined to die before the series ever even started? If only her memories weren't so sporadic, she could've avoided the death flags! If she avoids her own death, does that mean she can save some of her favorite characters? Everything is just a little too real now!
He strode purposefully towards her, shrinking the distance between them. “Hey there, Shelyca. Here you are smack dab in the middle of my Thregonad Village. Or perhaps I ought to be speaking to the she-wolf within?” His piercing gaze seemed to bore right into her soul. Princess Shelyca was thrown into a state of utter astonishment. “How on earth could you possibly know? I’m in my human form, for goodness’ sake!” she exclaimed, her confusion written all over her face. Taking one more step forward, he tenderly yet firmly clasped her face between his large, calloused hands. “I caught a peek of the truth when I was bringing you back from the brink. But listen, if you’d rather keep it a closely guarded secret, I can make that so,” he whispered softly, his breath warm against her ear. “Who exactly are you? I can sense that you’re anything but an ordinary human being,” she inquired, her eyes searching his intently, as if they could pry open the hidden depths of his identity. “You’ve hit the nail on the head. I’m no common mortal. But it’ll be a thrilling quest for you to uncover the real me.” He grinned playfully, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mystery as he beheld her.
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"I vow, should Trinity manage to slip through my fingers, she'll find herself cornered by me in a heartbeat." The mere mention of her name stirs a tempest within me, a potent blend of fascination and trepidation. I've an eye for beauty, relishing the sight of a captivating woman, be it in the realm of dreams or reality. Yet, a day spent in the company of the unappealing is a bitter pill to swallow for my ego. But distractions aside, our destination looms ahead. The vehicle glides up the driveway with a measured grace... As we breach the threshold... And pivot around the bend... There she is, a brunette vision of allure, encased in a dress that clings to her like a second skin. It's her seemingly endless, shapely legs, propped up by those sinfully red stilettos, that draw my gaze like a magnet. Her tresses, flowing like liquid silk over her shoulders, complete the picture. And those full, inviting lips – they hold a power that could make a man forsake reason. Who is this enigma? Colton Cruz, a battle-hardened ex-Marine, now the paragon of protection in the shadowy world of the Mafia elite. He feeds on the adrenaline of danger, his heart shielded from the allures of love. You might earn a place in his network, but his heart remains an impenetrable fortress. Trinity Stone, a spoiled scion of the underworld, becomes Colton's new assignment. She's a visual delight but a behavioral conundrum. This seemingly aloof and misunderstood heiress is the linchpin of the Stone Crime Family. And therein lies the crux of the issue... Colton soon discovers an irresistible pull towards the one woman he's sworn to protect, the daughter of a Mafia kingpin. How far will his desires lead him astray from his duty?
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Ever since Vexon Bevine first laid eyes on Ruby Gerund, he could not get her beautiful image out of his mind. Unfortunately, Ruby didn't notice him and disappeared while he was stuck in Mafia training. Years later, Vexon attends his elder brother's wedding, where he sees Ruby again. Even though he wants to make her 'his', Vexon tries to control his feelings. However, that night, someone drugs him, and he ends up marrying Ruby against her will, losing his control. Ruby can't forget the way everything was forced upon her, and out of hatred towards Vexon, she deems this a forced marriage and decides to never accept him as her husband. If Ruby hates Vexon from the bottom of her heart, will he be able to make her fall in love with him? Or will she just be the love of the Mafia King and never reciprocate his feelings? Besides, who drugged Vexon which made him forcefully marry her, when all he tried to do was control his undying love?
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My husband is a demon. He humiliates and abuses me. His purpose in marrying me was solely to better control and take revenge on me...
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FINDING PRINCE CHARMING (THE BAKER AND THE ROGUE) Growing up Jaylyn was called a cursed child. She worked hard everyday to prove herself to a world that had already decided her fate and rejected her multiple times. Jaylyn had to put up with her drunk father who had gambled away all he owns. On his death bed, her uncle promised to cater for her upkeep till she was married to a suitable suitor. Trusting the words of her uncle, a high born baron of Dutchmall, Jaylyn left everything behind to live with him. Only to find herself in a whole different scenario as her relatives turned her into their own slave. When her uncle's secret is been investigated by a royal commander under the order of the king. He covering his tracks as he tried marrying her off to an old village drunk who was famous for his brutality that killed his previous wives. Jaylyn was tired of been locked up and forced to marry a man she detest, so she ran away to seek freedom. During her journey she encountered two men that changed her life forever and found love on the way. Will she ever find true love? Is there some dark secret she needed to unveil? Find out more to feed ur curiosity...!
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WARNING: ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ High and descriptive sexual content, strong language, and use of substance. Recommended for 18+ readers, read at your own discretion. Not for people with soft hearts. If you are not a fan of Dark romance please don't read. If you are not a fan of BDSM please don't read. "I rather get dragged in the mud with chains by moving horses or be beaten with a club with nails on it than lose my virginity to you," she spat, looking at him with hate in her eyes, hoping her eyes conveyed the degree of contempt she felt when she spat out the words. Anger and disbelief flashed in his eyes. She was going to be the first woman that would ever reject him and in such a preposterous manner. He stood up and went over to her while she gummed her back to the wall, having no other room to step back. He gripped her chin with his strong palm, forcing her to look at him, his wicked grey eyes bore into her hazel ones. "What if it's your only ticket to freedom?" "As I said, I rather die." He quickly shoved her onto the bed and she scooted away as he moved toward her. "I am Eros Castillo, leader of the El dragon gang, you dare not reject me, nobody rejects me," he said in a low husky voice, his eyes five shades darker, his countenance grim and dangerous.
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One city. Two families. Eight broken boys. Eight stories of love. Sixteen different fates. All linked to the same destiny. And no matter what – they will always stand together. They say that every story has a beginning. Maybe the beginning might be fake … but destiny is always real. I’m Enrique Blackburn. A San Francisco boy. The type that’s rich and famous – an actor, a model, a playboy. But I’m hiding behind walls. I’m scarred by my past. Maybe I act like a robot to keep myself from getting hurt. Maybe I believe I don’t have a heart. Maybe I don’t deserve to be loved. Maybe I like my fake life. Then I found her. She’s perfection. Maybe it’s ‘cause I got a little bit older. Maybe it’s all I’ve been through. Maybe it’s how I see myself with her. She brings out the real me. She sees through the act. Now the walls I’ve been building are starting to crumble. She’s stealing the things I know. Maybe robots do have hearts. Maybe real life is better than the movies. To have her I signed a contract. To keep her I fought like a lion. To love her I broke down the walls. They say that every story must end. Maybe you’ll get killed by the fire of desire. Maybe you’ll find your direction. Me? I got to say the words.
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My skin heats with each thrust of his fingers, and each forceful lap of his tongue, and i cannot stop the moans of pleasure tearing through my slackened jaw. My hand is wrapped in his hair, giving the impression that I have control, but I don’t. I control nothing, and I like it. Mihai’s hand slowly slides up my stomach, his fingers wrapping around my neck as he cuts of my ability to breathe, black spots clouding my vision, and yet, I am not afraid. I want more. I want everything that he can give to me. He slowly inserts a third finger, the intense fullness that I feel teetering me over the edge of a cliff I cannot even see, and then he sucks and pulls at my clit. Sparks erupt throughout my body, the orgasm shaking my soul, and destroying what was left of my resistance. *********************************** She was the Daughter of a Hunter, he was one of the creatures that her family had sworn to destroy, what could possibly go wrong? When their worlds collide, who will be left standing, will it be the hunter or the hunted, and which is which?
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At the tender age of thirteen, Leonard found himself alone in the world, his parents no longer with him. He found refuge in Mrs. Romy's home, a haven of beauty populated by Mrs. Romy and her three daughters, all of them possessing statuesque figures and generous curves. As Leonard grew older, he remained blissfully unaware of the intimate dance between adults. However, one fateful evening, he accidentally witnessed his aunt and uncle in a private moment, sparking a curiosity within him about the mysteries of physical pleasure, leading him to explore these tantalizing delights on his own. The next day, Mrs. Romy, with a seriousness in her demeanor, approached Leonard with an unexpected proposition. "Leonard," she began, "I'm going to teach you about the art of lovemaking," a statement that left him utterly flabbergasted. This private tutorial was abruptly interrupted when Scarlett, Mrs. Romy's daughter, barged in. With a determined look in her eyes, she declared, "I plan on joining you and becoming Leonard's instructor in matters of intimacy."
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This is a mildly erotic fanfic that starts early in the Potterverse. [No underaged sex!] Not recommended for young readers. Possible trigger warning for anyone that has undergone extreme trauma due to fires/collapsing buildings or cannot stand claustrophia and/or night terrors. Ariadne is a pretty, young girl who grew up with muggles, but is about to start going to Hogwarts. She's optimistic. Her squib mother had told her all about the wizard world before her untimely death and she wants to see the school her teenage father had attended. Only she has some secrets, secrets that her mother warned her to never to tell anyone and one big secret not even her mother was aware of. Ariadne can remember her past life. A life where magic didn't exist and her family in this world were only part of a story. A story that she wasn't in. Does this mean she destined to die before the series ever even started? If only her memories weren't so sporadic, she could've avoided the death flags! If she avoids her own death, does that mean she can save some of her favorite characters? Everything is just a little too real now!
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