I whimpered as I felt the cold metal touched my back. I know he's an ass but I never thought he would go as far as hurting me physically. I looked at him as he strayed towards me. "You're not going anywhere, babe."he said. He pulled my hair up and started licking my neck. Sucking it and biting. "P..please Tyler. S..stop this.", I said between my sobs. I can still feel the excruciating pain at my back but his kisses on my neck are somehow helping decrease the pain. I hate myself for thinking like this. "Say it.. say sorry for talking back at me.", he whispered menacingly. I looked at him ridiculously but immediately regretted it. "Ha. So you won't say sorry?" Without waiting for my response, he turned me to face the wall. He was holding my arms at my back. I winced when he tightened his grip. I yelped when he lift my skirt and slapped my back. "Fuck.", I groaned as I felt the sting on my lower back spread. A tear escaped my eyes, followed by a train of tears. "P-please.. Tyler..stop this.", I begged. "Ha? That's not what I wanted to hear." For the second time, he slapped my ass. It was so loud that it almost echoed in my empty room. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands slowly caressing my skin. I feel sore already. "Do you want to say something?" I bit my lower lip and tossed my pride out of the window. "I.. I'm sorry Tyler." I heard him snicker. "Sorry for what?" This is so frustrating. Yet I can't do anything but beg. "I.. I'm sorry for r-raising my voice and talking back at you." i said between my sobs. "What else?" I closed my eyes as I hear my heart beats faster. He yanked my hair. "What else?! "I'm sorry for.." I swallowed the big lump on my throat. "I'm sorry for.. n-not letting you touch m-me." "Good little step sis.", he patted my head. I heard him snicker before he pulled me for a hard kiss.

"𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕺𝖇𝖘𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖘 𝖆 𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉, 𝖎𝖙 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖘...𝖑𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖑." ~•~•~ I should've known better. Getting tangled with him was never an accident - it was a trap. One he designed. One I walked straight into. Daemon Salvatore. My father's rival. My best friend's uncle. The man I should hate. But hate tastes a lot like hunger when it comes to him. And obsession? It's already carved itself into my bones. The only problem? When obsession turns bloody... it doesn't end with heartbreak. It ends with destruction. 1st book in 'DARK TEMPTATION'.

He was born for war. She was built to heal. But when his mouth finds comfort in her breast, the line between hunger and need begins to blur. A mafia king, bleeding and broken. A doctor with a body that won't stop giving. Love was never supposed to feel like this-desperate, raw, and addictive.

In the shadowed halls of Calloway Estate, a maid's tender discomfort awakens a primal need. Two brothers, bound by grief, find an unexpected sanctuary in her burgeoning milk, forging an obsessive, unbreakable trinity of hunger and devotion. ( Ignore my grammar, spelling mistakes and error).

Synopsis: Angelika never expected her fascination with ancient Egypt to become reality. One moment, she was curled up with a book about Rameses and Nefertari, tracing the hieroglyphs with her fingers. The next, she was being dragged through the grand halls of an Egyptian palace-thousands of years in the past. Face to face with the powerful and enigmatic Prince Rameses, she quickly realizes she is no mere spectator in history. Rameses is captivated by her, declaring that she now belongs to him. As she struggles to find a way back home, Angelika must navigate the treacherous world of ancient Egypt, where power, passion, and fate intertwine. But the more she resists, the more Rameses tightens his grip. And soon, she begins to wonder-was she brought here by accident, or was it destiny?

When lust overpowers logic and morals... I have peculiar tastes. I like to be gagged and choked and fucked six ways to Sundays until I could not orgasm anymore. Getting tired of boring missionarys, I decided to give myself to Hades, and be his personal fuck toy. However, what I don't realize is that; one taste can lead to a grave addiction. Who knows that sex with the devil can be quite addicting?

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

Veronica and her husband, Richard, are on their way home from a friend's wedding when they see red and blue lights in the rearview. Sure, Veronica had a glass of champagne at the reception, but she's totally fine to drive. Except the tall, muscle-bound officer isn't so sure, and when Veronica can't find her license, she realizes she's at his mercy. What will her dopey husband, Richard, think about what happens next? = = Considering turning this into a series: "Cucked by..." *** OPINIONS? FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS APPRECIATED! LEAVE A COMMENT ***

"We can't... you're my client." He chuckled, "so? There's no law against fucking my lawyer." He cupped my chin forcing me to look at him. "Stop making excuses and let me fuck you." Maia Carter has everything she ever dreamed of. At just 25, she's a rising star in the legal world-sharp, fearless, and undefeated in the courtroom. Her reputation for being untouchable and fiercely independent has made her a force to be reckoned with. Life is great! What could possibly go wrong? Everything-when Nicoló Santoro walks into her office. Nicoló offers Maia a staggering sum to defend him in a high-stakes criminal case. She knows better-she can see the red flags. Every instinct tells her to say no. Against her better judgment, Maia takes the case. One night of weakness is all it takes. Nicoló blurs every boundary, pulling her into a seductive game of power, secrets, and manipulation. Now, with her career on the line and her emotions dangerously entangled, Maia must fight not just for justice, but for herself. Because mixing business with pleasure isn't just a mistake-it could destroy everything she's worked for. Highest Rank #1 in mafiaromance 07/03/22 Highest Rank #3 in adult romance 07/17/22 Highest Rank #1 in client 03/25/22 Highest Rank #1 in court 06/28/22 Highest Rank #2 in trails 03/30/2022 Highest Rank #3 in lawyer 10/6/22 Highest Rank #4 in adult content 10-01-22 Highest Rank #5 in Mature audience 10/13/22 Highest Rank #5 in adult language 07/22/23

You're forced to marry a sixty-something-year-old duke for your family sake. And became the stepmother of a man older than you. Could things be even more worse than that? (I don't own any pictures or images used in it. They belong to their rightful owner.)