"Tell me." He whispered, voice husky with amusement. "If I take this dress off of you and touch you here." His thumb traced slow circles over the tightening nub, rubbing gently, deliberately making it harder. "Would you be wet, Олонок?" Heat surged through me like wildfire. My breath hitched before I could stop it. My lips parted, and instinctively, I bit down on my lower lip, tasting my own flesh. His thumb continued its torturous dance over the areola, small circles that became firmer, coaxing every nerve to attention. I could feel the skin puckering under his touch, my body betraying me in slow, shuddering responses. I wanted to pull away, to stand, to breathe but the grip of his gaze held me captive. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elara Sinclair came to Maryville to disappear. After fleeing the engagement her father arranged, one that would have chained her to a life she didn't choose. She only wants quiet, classes, anonymity, and a future of her own making. But quiet shatters the moment she enrolls in Russian during her third year. Her professor, Draven Volkov, is everything she should avoid. Commanding Magnetic Impossible to ignore. His dark eyes promise more than language lessons, and his words curl around her like silk. But behind the sharp suits and the accent is a man with secrets far more dangerous than she realizes. Because Draven Volkov isn't just a professor. He's Lucius Romanov, heir to a ruthless Russian mafia dynasty, hiding in plain sight. As Elara struggles to outrun her past, she finds herself entangled in his. Desire wars with fear, attraction with survival, and every step closer to him pulls her deeper into a world of power, deception, and sin. In Maryville, falling for the wrong man doesn't just break hearts. It can cost lives.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his fingers landing on my bare, wet heat and just when a moan could escape my lips, his mouth forcefully met mine swallowing the scream of pain as well pleasure when two of his fingers thrust into my pussy just like I'd felt them in my dreams... *** When I was dragged across the country to Los Angeles to live with my mom's new husband and his son, the last thing I expected was for my new brother to be off-limits. Least of all, I never imagined I'd find myself tempted by the forbidden. Damien Black: sinfully attractive, irrefutably irresistible, and seemingly devoid of warmth. Emotions meant nothing to him; girls were mere toys for him to have in bed. And there came my biggest mistake-believing I could be more than just a toy for him...maybe more than just another conquest in his collection. I was his dirty little secret, one that he wouldn't let go of, accept, shatter entirely, or mend. I was his toy; Well....his favorite one.

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Have you ever touched yourself, Miss Hawthorne?" He leaned in and dragged his tongue slowly along the shell of my right ear. My head was growing fuzzy with lust. "Yes," I breathed. "How many times?" "Multiple... multiple times," I answered shakily. "Who were you thinking of when you did it?" he teased, voice thick with dark pleasure. I almost moaned his name but barely held back. "No one." "No one?" He grabbed both of my breasts fully, squeezing them firmly in his large hands. "No one," I repeated weakly. "Have you ever..." He paused, rolling my stiff nipples between his fingers, tugging them lightly. "Done it in front of a man?" I gasped sharply. "No." "Do you want to try it out?" he mumbled hotly against my flushed skin. I heaved hard, my entire body trembling with need. "Answer me." "Yes." "Spread your legs." ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ Daphne Hawthorne was living her best life as a recent graduate until she met a mysterious Spanish man with hazel eyes and a flirty smile. It didn't take long before she found herself giving in to him completely, opening her legs and indulging in everything nasty things he wanted. Their relationship quickly grew, leading to marriage, but just four months in, her life fell apart, leaving her broken beyond repair. Three years later, fate drops a near-impossible twist in her lap: a new boss walks in with Gabriel's face. Only he isn't Gabriel-he's Gabriel's twin, the complete opposite in manner and morals. Daphne is pulled between the memory of a man who destroyed her and the confusing, magnetic pull toward this new man who looks exactly the same but acts entirely different. Trust me, you don't want to miss it. (18+ rated ❤️ ) I update this story daily.

"Some souls aren't destined to heal each other. They are destined to destroy each other beautifully." Mayra Singhania spent every birthday haunted by the guilt of a past she could never forget. Now she's no longer the innocent girl she once was. She is the CEO of Malhotra Enterprises and owner of Singhania Industries, the beloved one of the Malhotra family, and a woman admired by the entire business world. Beautiful, powerful and untouchable. Mayra has built a life where nothing can shake her. Until strange things begin to happen. A pair of unseen eyes that always seem to be watching. A name she hasn't dared to speak in years. Everyone tells her she's imagining it. That grief and guilt are playing tricks on her mind. Because Rian Malhotra is dead... Isn't he? But when the man she fears the most walks back into her life, he isn't the cold and cruel boy she once knew. He's colder. Crueler. More dangerous than every rumor whispered about him. She despises everything about him. His haunting silence. His unsettling smile. His ruthless games. The darkness that follows him wherever he goes. To Mayra, he is nothing but a monster wearing a human face. Yet the deeper she is pulled into his world of lies, manipulation, blood, power, and betrayal, the more she realizes that every story has two sides... and every villain has a past. The stars called it destiny. The world called it madness. They called it revenge. "'I won't ruin your life in one day. I'll ruin it so slowly... you'll pray for the end before it comes.'" As old sins rise to the surface and dangerous enemies close in, Mayra must decide whether to keep running from the truth... or face the man who swore to ruin everything she loves. ... "Love me?" He laughed. "No, doll... I'm here to make you regret ever surviving me.'" ... "'I hate you." He hissed. "Keep saying it... your eyes have always told me a different story." She whispered.

"You promised you would never leave me" ~ Sequel to Phoenix: The Risen

Las huellas de un pasado doloroso persiguen al rey Magnus Lacrontte, quien ha levantado murallas para no volver a ser lastimado o traicionado, pero aún así el destino siempre encuentra una manera de burlarse de él, dejándolo en la posición menos ventajosa según su percepción. Estar enamorado. La muerte, el primer amor, la primera traición y una guerra constante, han forjado el carácter frívolo del misterioso rey, que solo ha dejado caer su coraza bajo los pies de una mujer. Emily Malhore. Recorreremos los pasillos de la oscura vida del arrogante Magnus, revelaremos la verdad tras sus secretos y conoceremos el desenlace de su épica historia de amor. ¿Están preparados para adentrarse en el corazón del Rey? Portada realizada por @AlexaCenteno01

Twenty-four year old, Aaliyah Hayes is a university student who's currently in her second last year of her studies. As someone who constantly strives towards overachieving when it comes to her academics, she finds it difficult when an unexpected individual suddenly catches her eye and she catches his. The only problem is, is that the individual turns out to be Sergio Leone, her Sociology professor.

Valentina Alonso recently obtained her PhD in clinical psychology and successfully completed one year of interning. She starts a new job as a psychologist at a private practice and is thriving in her new role. What happens when her path crosses with Alexander Taylor, a well known businessman and womaniser when he needs to attend weekly sessions to address his worrying behavioural issues? "How long are you going to keep up this act of professionalism love? I know you want me to fuck you."