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.

Mature content warning: If you're not comfortable with this, please don't continue reading. 🔞🔞 ⚠️⚠️The One Shots will also include stories featuring dominant and submissive dynamics and g!p! Also, just to clarify, everything here is purely fictional and is a product of my imagination. ⚠️⚠️

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

Seraphina Vale is a 21-year-old influencer with millions of followers, designer heels, and a habit of setting fires - literally and figuratively. After she accidentally burns down her father's summer villa during a livestream party, her father sends her to the only man who ever scared him: Khalid al-Amin, a brutal, reclusive billionaire with a dark history and zero tolerance for disobedience. Khalid doesn't speak much. But when he does, Seraphina trembles. He doesn't want her attitude. He doesn't want her fake tears. He wants to own her submission - in body, voice, and soul. And Seraphina? She wants to fight it. Until she's on her knees, moaning into the hardwood floor, whispering "Yes, Daddy."

When Sanjana crashes a lavish Jaipur wedding to escape her ex, she never expects to end up in bed with the groom's cousin, Dev, a charming, cocky architect who thinks she's part of the bride's side. They agree to a no-strings weekend. But as pheromones mix with pheras and dance nights turn into pillow fights, their encounters grow messier, and so does their mutual denial that this is more than just sex.

You fight, I touch you, you lose. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ She was an obsession, he was an escape. But nothing had prepared her for what came their way. When a good girl so innocent as this meets the stalker who promised her safety, she refuses his refuge. And that was her mistake. For if he had found her once, he can do so again. And leaving was no longer optional. The Stalker is a slow burn college romance that fires away into darkness and desire. (the stalker is in the FireNight realm but is not a part of a series) #1 in Love and Romance (March 10, 2025) #1 in Fraternity (March 29, 2025) #1 in DominantxSubmissive (May 12, 2025) #1 in Dark College Romance (May 21, 2025) #1 in Psychokiller (June 4, 2025)

Steamy divorced smut 18+ ‼️‼️ Five Years Ago He had her heart. And he shattered it. With one lie. One night. One woman who wasn't her. Claire Whitmore didn't scream. She didn't cry. She didn't burn his clothes or curse his name. She signed the divorce papers in silence. Left the ring on the table. Walked out of Lucian Vale's penthouse and never looked back. No alimony. No settlement. Just grace. But grace doesn't erase scars. And Lucian? He didn't forget. Not the taste of her. Not the sound of her laughter echoing through cold marble halls. Not the way she whispered his name like a secret she never wanted to share. She had walked away. But she was still his. So when fate shoved her back into his world, working under him, breathing the same air again, Lucian didn't see coincidence. He saw a second chance. And this time, he wouldn't ask. He'd take. Even if he had to break her all over again to put her back together as his.

Its all a dance of heat and heart ❤️🔥 Becky fell into situation that made her work as a stripper. freen,who was her first customer... Who needed to keep becky to herself... Who was waiting for becky for years after their first meeting in childhood... Not wanting to let others use becky...to have her close...freen gave a offer to becky.. Asking her to be her personal pleasure maker and to pay all what becky need. Without any other path becky agreed to this and be freens personal pleasure maker. But after freens pure unyielding love becky falls too.. They having a falls and ups in their love story.. As times goes by both souls bond in together...❤️🌷 (*not insulted to the real characters. fully imagination storys*) ⚠️️🔞mature content read at your risk. enjoy 🥵🔥

"Are you gonna admit you like this yet?" "No!" I yelled, kicking my legs out at him. He smiled and leaned forward, catching my ankle as I froze. "Don't worry, baby. I'm going to worship your body like the innocent little thing you are, completely corrupting you before you can even think. "By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be screaming my name and begging me to let you cum. That said... "IF YOU CAN EVEN LAST A SECOND OF THIS." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emily Wolfe is the exact definition of innocent. Not necessarily in the childish sense, but her curiosity can sometimes be untamed. She developed insomnia from her father, Asher, and every night takes medications that make her a little crazy before she sleeps. And she remembers a man that always comes into her room just before she sleeps... her comfort character. But he's more than just imaginary. He's real. But being stalked is in the back of her mind, because she's been researching the death of her aunt after she'd been kidnapped... and all of it leveled back to a circus. Though... she could feel him watching her, but every time she looked, he was gone. He's gotten good at hiding. And even better at plotting.

Aimee Reyes has never had a boyfriend. She's soft-spoken, innocent, and far more comfortable hiding behind a book than flirting in real life. But when her friend installs a random chat app on her phone "just for fun," Aimee stumbles into a conversation she can't stop thinking about. He goes by Mr. L. He asks questions no one's ever asked her. He notices things no one else sees. He speaks in low commands that make her heart race and her body react. What starts as harmless curiosity becomes an addiction. But when their connection deepens past words, and Mr. L asks to see her, Aimee's quiet world shifts. Older. Dominant. Dangerous in all the ways she's never allowed herself to want. And when he touches her for the first time, it isn't just her body he claims. It's her innocence. Her trust. Her soul.