Urvi never thought she'd be here-married to her sister's ex-husband, the man who once loved her with a passion that set the world on fire. But now, he's a stranger to her-emotionally closed off, locked in the past, unable to see her for who she is. Ten years older, a man shaped by heartbreak, he doesn't want her. Not like he once wanted her sister. His heart is a fortress she can't break into. And yet, she longs for him. To be seen. To be touched. To be loved. What happens when her burning desire underneath the drapes of saree seduces him? Will he fulfill her desire..or will Urvi remain bound in loveless marriage forever?? Dive into, SEDUCTION IN SAREE HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! RATED 18+

❝Book 1 in the 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 series He spreads my folds wide, his hungry mouth latching onto my clit, sucking hard and licking expertly. My hips move on their own, riding his face as soft whimpers escape me. Just when I think I can't take any more, he shoves three fingers inside my dripping pussy, stretching me in ways that make my head spin. My walls squeeze tightly around his digits and I grind against his hand, causing Luciano to slap my thigh. "Stay still." He commands. "Luciano, please," I plead, my voice shaky. "I can't take it anymore." "So fucking needy," he mutters, his breath hot against my folds. "Richard's a heavy sleeper, so I want to hear you scream for me while I'm eating this delicious pussy, 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘢.❞ *** 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬, a 18-year-old with a gentle nature, has always been the apple of her dad's eye. Growing up under his love and the protective shadow of his best friend, 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨, Paris felt safe and adored. Luciano was like a second father to her, or at least that's what she told herself for years. At 14, Paris' feelings shifted. What began as innocent affection deepened into a forbidden crush. She tried to bury it, telling herself it was wrong, but the emotions only grew stronger, turning into an all-consuming obsession. Now, four years later, with her father away on a business trip, Paris finds it harder than ever to hide her feelings, especially when alone with Luciano. But little does she know, Luciano, the man she idolized for so long, also has a secret obsession with her. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: August 16-24 𝐄𝐍𝐃: December 16-24 #1 Older - September 22-24 #1 Italian - October 20-24 #1 Oldermen - October 22-24 #1 Adult - November 15-24 #1 Daddyissues - January 04-25 #1 Forbiddenromance - January 04-25 ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒𝐄𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

Humanity faces extinction after a virus outbreak destroys the entire male population. The last generation of women are desperate, and the answer to their global disaster has fallen out of the sky. An alien species has agreed to attempt reproduction with humans, and Harley, one of the last remaining women, is ready to travel through space to do whatever it takes to save humanity. However, plans are changed when the humans crash land on the wrong planet, and she meets a primitive alien named Jai. He's not exactly what she had been expecting, but he's more than willing to breed her. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ Mature audiences only.

(Book #1 of Sinners of the Dark) He had a habit of dragging darkness just about everywhere he went. Darkness wrapped in Armani. His personality colder than a block of ice. She was loud, carefree and tainted around the edges. I played by the rules. I did what was asked of me. Until I met the one person that could destroy everything I had worked for. I hated him since our first encounter, and now I was forced to tolerate him. He was called gadyuka in Russia, but he was known as the Sin in the deep underground of New York. Handsome face filled with violence, commanding, gorgeous and deadly. A killer, a thief, a sociopath, and feared by all. A made man. He came dressed in all black. Gold cuff links. Tattoos burned into his skin. He had the ability to pin me to the ground with a single glare and made me feel things I didn't want to. He was absolutely unhinged. Frightening. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm. And before he crushed the key; I was going to fuck with the serpent, and then I was going to hunt him. He just didn't know it yet. - preview - "I'll fucking ruin your life, Elena. Corrupt every goddamn part of your body, and soul. And when I'm done with you, you'll get on your knees and thank me." His low voice snarled. Desperate. He backed me into a wall. He grabbed me by the throat, but didn't choke me. Just kissed me so deep I forgot whose air I was breathing. "I'm not fucking done with you, Elena. And if it is up to me, I'm not done fucking you either."

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.

Rome Conti married her husband, Julian Conti, thinking she was marrying the love of her life. Until she got a taste of the real him. In order to protect her father and brother she deals with the constant infidelity and disrespect of her husband. Magnus Levin sees Rome and decides he needs her. No questions asked. And he'll do anything to have her.

"𝗜 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗼𝗿𝗱'𝘀 𝗣𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗪𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗦𝗮𝗹𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻." -𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗦𝗮𝗴𝗲

"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.

A collection of my ideas including whether humanity deserves its existence 🥴 🌗 = chapters related to the Angel of Order and the Demon of Chaos S/s = short stories O/s = one shots