Quando uma nova ameaça surge das sombras, o Capitão John Price e sua equipe da Força Tática 141 precisam de um novo membro, alguém com habilidades fora do comum. É então que surge Merida Key, uma assassina treinada pela temida Casa Vermelha, conhecida como uma das últimas Viúvas Negras, mulheres moldadas desde a infância para matar, sem remorso e sem vínculos. Ao lado da 141, Merida é enviada para capturar Rafael Corvado, um narcotraficante cubano que retorna do seu passado em busca de vingança. A missão desperta nela emoções que acreditava extintas, especialmente pela presença do tenente Simon "Ghost" Riley, encarregado de vigiar cada passo seu. Entre alianças improváveis, traições e fantasmas antigos, Merida terá que enfrentar os limites da própria humanidade e decidir até onde está disposta a ir para cumprir sua missão, e descobrir se ser uma Viúva Negra será seu destino... ou sua condenação.

Asterin would never believe that she was to be someone's mate. A rank five demon shouldn't get mixed up with the highest rank, yet, there she was. On her 18th birthday, a mark appeared over her wrist, indicating that she had been chosen to be mated to one of the royal demons. She never expected it to be him, out of all the royalty. Him, her enemy since childhood and the heir to the throne of Hell, Xander bloody Boone. ---Slow burn romance but make it spicier--- Mature Content. © 2021 by chaoticaccount. All Rights Reserved.

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

Alexia Cooper leva uma vida normal com seus pais no estado da Califórnia. Mas a chegada de um misterioso vizinho irá mudar totalmente sua vida. Ela nem imagina as surpresas que vem pela frente, muito menos que elas partiram do seu novo vizinho. PLÁGIO É CRIME!

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

''As pessoas dizem que nós não deveríamos estar juntos'' ''Eu só quero dizer ao mundo que você é minha garota'' --They Don't Know About Us''

(+18) ...Subi as escadas e guardei a apostila dentro da minha bolsa. Quando olhei para trás, vi que tinha deixado a porta entreaberta e Harry já estava dentro do meu quarto. - Perdeu alguma coisa aqui? - perguntei, colocando minhas mãos na cintura. - Sim, minha sanidade.