Without warning, I reached down and gave her ass a hard smack. "That's for spray painting my car," I said. Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip, trying to suppress a smile. "You're such a caveman." "Caveman? How about this?" I said, smacking her ass again, harder this time. She moaned, and I could feel her responding to me, her body betraying her defiance. 𝐄𝐒𝐌𝐄 I was raised to be perfect. The golden girl. The Kensington princess. Sheltered. Untouched. A good girl with a silver spoon and a diamond crown. But then there's 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧. My stepbrother. My brother's enemy. A man carved from sin, wrapped in arrogance, and dipped in ink. He doesn't ask. He takes. He doesn't chase. He owns. And when he touches me? It's not gentle. It's filthy. It's wrong. I should run. I should hate him. But when he says my name, low and dark, I don't think about stopping. I think about how deep I can fall. Because Caleb isn't just my first sin. He's the one I'll never escape. 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐁 She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. And I was the bastard here to tarnish it. 𝐄𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐚 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧. Mummy's little princess. The golden girl. The one thing in this world I was never supposed to touch. But I don't follow rules. I break them. And Esme? She was made to be ruined. Soft lips. Delicate curves. A body that begs for my hands. She's innocent, but not with me. I'm dragging her into the dark, making her dirty, making her mine. She thinks she can survive me. Thinks she can walk away untouched. But Esmeralda? She belongs to me. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘙𝘢𝘸 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵.

SMUT WARNING!! : This book isn't sweet romance. It's filthy, raw and unapologetically dark. Expect: *Three brothers who don't know the meaning of gentle.* *A heroine who moans even when she swears she won't.* *Fingers, tongues, and cocks where she least expects them.* ~~~♠~~~ "Spread wider, Angel," Zane growled against my ear, his fingers ruthless between my thighs. Ziven's c*ck shoved deep down my throat, hot, thick and massive. "Right there. Open up and take it like the filthy tease you've been." And behind me, Zarek drove into me deeper, pounding and claiming every inch. "Feel that? Dripping wet. Doesn't matter how hard I pound-she'll still take more. She's fucking built for it. Our cocks." I begged desperately- clenching, gushing, and trembling through every thrust and claim. I never thought I'd crave this- three brothers who claimed me, ruined me, and made me beg for more. But I do. God, I do. My name is Zayla Everly Hollis. I died the night I married Lugard Blade. He broke me and killed me. But fate brought me back. Given a second chance, I ran. Straight into the arms of the three most powerful men in Chicago. THE MADDOX BROTHERS. Ziven. Commanding, brilliant, and dangerous with a keyboard. Zarek. Cold, ruthless, and sharp as glass. Zane. Charming, wicked, and heartbreak in human form. They offered me safety. Then they became my obsession. Now they're my only protection from the monster I once called husband. But with three billionaires wanting one broken girl, hearts will shatter. And when the past comes knocking... I'll have to choose between revenge-and the triplets who made me feel alive again.

One Shots for your dirty ass mind. That's right, baby, I'm rewriting all my one-off smut stories just for you ;) Let me know if you want any of these stories to have their own book and I will gladly do it! Also I plan to put some sneak peek sexy scenes from upcoming books as well so enjoy that!!!! This book is PURE SMUT (and a little bit of story) but be warned this book is written for MATURE READERS that means 18+!!!!

Grace Miller -She is 19 years old -She is 5'6 -She is 364 pounds, considered plus size/ curvy -She is Submissive -She is into older guys, but nobody knows Travis Briggs: -He is 33 years old -He is 6'4 -He is Dominate -He is one of the biggest CEOs in the country -He also has a secret life hidden from Grace, he is in the Mafia -He is bestfriend's with Caleb Miller which is Graces dad Thank you all for taking the time to read my stories! This is a mature book, so this includes sex scenes, explicit language, and violence. If there is any picture in my book, I don't own them they are from google! Cover photo is from Canva! Highest Rankings: #1- curvygirl #1- bbw #1- mafia #5- dadsbestfriend #1- agegap #14- plus size #64- kinky #123- steamy #122- romance

Don't come closer... please... I'm your sister's best friend...He stripped away not just her clothes, but her safety, her dignity, her sense of being. He was lost in a place of his own shattered trust, where the only thing he could silence was his own pain-by giving it to someone else...... In the heart of Delhi's luxury and silence, three lives intertwine-Raya, the gentle sister; Abhishek Rana, a powerful man with a storm beneath his calm; and Aayna, a bright, soft-hearted girl trying to survive a world that never gave her a choice. > ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains graphic depictions of rape, physical and emotional abuse, violence, and suicidal themes. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

♡Book one in Destiny series♡ **If you are interested in cute and romantic story line then this is the exact story** (English Translation available) ************** "Meri aanko me hi dekhiye , Acha lagta hai " My heart skipped a beat over his words and a smile made its way over my lips . Is he flirting with me? No. I don't think so . Why will he do that. And how should I tell him that I can't keep looking into eyes because of the way he looks at me. "Kyu?" I asked in a low voice looking at him. He smiled at my question and then replied. "Kyuki aap toh jyada baate nhi karti , par aapki aankhe bahut kuch keh jaati hai" I didn't know what to say to him over his words because it made me speechless. I somehow gathered courage and asked while trying not to shutter. "T...toh ab kya keh rahi .hai.yeh aapse?" My voice was low and it sounded like a whisper . His smile widened when I asked that and he acted as if he is thinking something and then he replied. "Shyad yeh keh rahi hai ki ...." And with that he leaned over my ear and whispered in my ear . "Aapko meri karibi ab bhaane lagi hai" ✿✿✿✿✿✿ Tropes •Grumpy& Sunshine •Slowburn Romance •Age Gap •Possessive ML •Introvert and Shy FL •love at first sight •Substitute Bride

𝐄𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ~𝑨 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 •⋆°.☾⋆.ೃ࿔*:⋆𐙚 𝐕𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐀𝐍 ♡ 𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 Ruhanika, a quiet introvert with a passion for books and study. She thrives in the world of words, finding solace in the pages of her favorite novels. Shy and reserved, but don't be fooled-when it comes to her loved ones, she's feisty and stands her ground. Vihaan, a fun-loving extrovert who dominates both the social scene and academics. His infectious energy brightens up even the dullest of classrooms. Despite being a backbencher, he always manages to be the top student. Now, what will happen when Ruhanika's quiet world clashes with Vihaan's lively personality, creating an unexpected whirlwind of emotions? Will their rivalry turn into an unexpected romance, filled with surprising twists? Let's delve into their story...!! 𝐀 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐂𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞..!(⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) --------------------------------- ✿𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐗 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐗 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐑𝐨𝐦-𝐜𝐨𝐦 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ｡⁠.ﾟ𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 -------------------------------- Give this story a chance I am sure you won't regret it...!! Don't come to a conclusion before at least reading 15 chapters..!! DON'T COPY OR REPOST MY STORY🚫

#Book 1 in the Heartbeat series ✨ ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐲𝐚☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ Maithili is a self-centered girl, but if she happens to become friendly with someone, she overwhelms them with her chatter. She doesn't like talking to her parents because every time she tries to express herself, she is silenced. She has a short temper, yet beneath that, she is deeply sensitive. ∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°𝐇𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐫*⁠･⁠゜ Hridhaan is the spoiled son of a wealthy father, a man who does whatever he pleases, whenever he pleases. In college, every girl's heart beats for him, yet he has never found the one who could rule over his own. A notorious flirt, he doesn't chase after girls-his charm does the work for him. To the world, he appears fearless and effortlessly cool, but beneath that façade lies a boy haunted by his own fears, fragile and broken in ways no one can see. -------------------🎀------------------ "No one will ever understand and believe me" He said his voice trembling with fear "Even when no one understands you and beleive you I will always. I believe you in every single way a person can be believed" she assured him her voice was filled with devotion. ________________†_____________ Let's dive into the story where love is built on deception but will it last forever ˙⁠❥⁠˙

My Husband, My Tormentor I never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn. Everything seemed to be going well-I had escaped from my past to start fresh in a new country, a new city. But he ruined those plans. His entry into my life was unexpected-maybe even unwanted. I agreed to marry him, foolishly thinking he would tire of me and set me free, that I'd slip back into the life I'd dreamed of. But he flipped my world, locked every door, and cut off every path. Now, there's no way out. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Nowhere to go but back to him. Still, I cling to a sliver of hope. can I escape from him? Can I... or can't I? | | Mature content 18+| |

"She married a man born of bullets and betrayal. And he claimed a bride who bleeds innocence like sin." Shanaya Gupta was the kind of girl men prayed for but devils hunted. Too sweet for the world she was forced into, too soft for the bed of a man who only knew how to ruin. Ishaan Singhania doesn't love. He possesses. And when he ripped her from the altar of a man unworthy of her skin, he didn't ask-he took. A forced wedding. A blood-stained sindoor. Now she sleeps beside the devil himself, unaware she married the reason the world burns. She's terrified of the dark. But he is the dark. And he doesn't care if she trembles when he touches her... as long as she never stops looking at him like he isn't a monster. But monsters get greedy. And when the sweetness he meant to destroy starts healing the hollow inside him, he begins to crave her. Protect her. Own her. Even if it means burning down everything-including her. She was supposed to be his weakness. Instead, she became his favorite sin. But when secrets bleed and scars resurfaces, when innocence meets obsession- what happens when the monster doesn't want to let his sunshine go? Enemies in a wedding bed. strangers tangles in fate. and a love so dark, it devours them both. A brutal, filthy, and painfully intimate descent into love, obsession, and the kind of darkness that doesn't ask for permission-it devours. This isn't a love story. This is a war. And she's both the prize and the battlefield.