_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

THE BEST SEX SCENES OF YOUR LIFE. DARK, SOFT, ALLAT IS HEREEE. Add to library and be ready for updates!!

This is a book full of different fantasies and desires, designed and written to please anyone and everyone. Some are romantic, some are dangerous - hopefully one is to your liking~ Read at your own risk~ (For my fellow fans, I am aware that I had a book and it did hold some good one shots. Unfortunately, either the book was removed, or I accidentally deleted it. However, I do hope that this will satisfy you guys and should be much better than before.)

BDSM one shots with random famous people and some original characters. Most of stories will be master/submissive

Anthony Bridgerton based One Shots

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" you were just begging me to stop now you want more because it feels good doesn't it?" " yes sir." I sniffled. " no, you will take what I give you." " now I'm going to fuck your mouth and you going down be begging to swallow my cum because that's all you are, my little cum slut, aren't you?" He squeezed my throat tightly. " yes sir, I'm your cum slut." He ripped my blindfold off and I first saw him smirking and undoing his jeans. " that's my good girl." Nova Jane a 21-year-old college student comes across this website one night with her best friend. A drunken mistake leads her to a letter saying she's been accepted to one of the top BDSM clubs in New York City. RATINGS 🥇 #1 - praise (9/29/21) #3 BDSM (10/15/21) #3 kinks (1/13/22) #1 degrading (1/13/22) #13 submissive (1/13/22) #1 bdsmclub (9/28/24) Cover by @Iamawriterlol

**WARNINGS!** Strong sexual content included. Relationships in this story are based mostly on BDSM lifestyle, The main relationship between Jackson and Alena, is in no way Domestic abuse, but a very strong, and trusting BDSM relationship. Alena has had a troubled past, a bad ex, and a messed up head, hidden away from the society she tries to live her life away from everyone other than her two friends. That is until she meets Jackson, pushing her to want to explore her sexual side again, he teaches her what a true BDSM relationship should be like, with a true Dom. The books go through a lot of ups and downs, different aspects of BDSM, including Slave, Brat, Dominance, Submission, Polyamory relationship and more.

Some things are too sinful to say out loud, too filthy to admit you want, so let's write them instead. A collection of one-shots exploring all things filthy, dark, and delicious. Read at your own risk.

[Leaving Nov 11th] "No, no. I want you to crawl. Hands and knees, Ms. Nielson." . . . Aubrey Nielson gets more than she bargained for when she accepts a position as a tutor for the three children of a wealthy, British businessman. Augustine Montgomery has become closed off after the death of his wife and has grown distant from his children. While attempting to mend the family's relationships, Aubrey finds herself falling into a much more provocative position with the widower. Cover designed by Regina Dionela © 2021 E.M. Wilson, All Rights Reserved