PREQUEL TO THE MONSIGNOR'S WIFE BUT YOU DONT HAVE TO READ THE MONSIGNOR'S WIFE TO READ THIS BOOK. "How did you and mom meet?" Venice asked as Rome continued to braid his hair. Nichole looked over at Angelica and smiled, before looking back at their son and his mom. "We met a very long time ago..before we met your mom here. The story goes like this." WARNING; primal play, cnc, blood, violence, guns, drinking, drugs. Age gap.

This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

"Do I look like the kind of woman who needs to bribe someone into sex?" She raised an eyebrow and placed a beautifully manicured hand on the generous swell of her hip. . . . I guess she has a point. "The sex will only come if you ask nicely." "Wait, what?" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Sam is one tough chick. By day, she is the kind waitress at the café and caretaker of her little brother, Mikey. By night, she fights at an underground fight club run by the local gang. They place bets on who wins, and more often than not, Sam walks away with a couple hundred bucks in her pocket to end the night. She's not proud of a lot of the thing's she's had to do, but she does what she does to survive. Even then, she has one rule. The only thing she bets is money. Not her body, not her jewelry, not her time. See what happens when the sexy woman that runs the place gets her to break her only rule. W A R N I N G: Graphic adult content ahead. 18+ Rankings: #1 in WOMANXWOMAN #1 in STREETFIGHTER #2 in DOMME #2 in HOTTIE

Princess Jin Algara has left her life and true love behind. Aimless, she seeks a purpose for her broken soul and finds it upon the edge of her sword. Ban Karst prepares his legion and the Arcane Knights for war, and he is no longer certain of which side he will be commanded to fight for. Joshuan Krayson works against the secretive plots of the old masters. From the depths of the Spired City to the scarlet steppes of Teularon, he will pay whatever ransom is demanded of him to stop the coming of Paradise. Reyn of Rosewater must keep an infant empire together as she looks to the west, where her most hated enemy approaches with an army like none other in the world. Enfri the Yora First Summit, Dragon Empress of Shan Alee, faces a choice. To hold true to her convictions or claim her ancient birthright as the one true sovereign of the Continent. The doom has arrived, the Spired City burns, and at the pinnacle of a broken tower, the empress and the assassin face each other with weapons drawn to decide the fate of the world.

I didn't like girls, but all that changed in a way I never thought it would.

Hannah is 17 years old who has lived the life of a slave her entire life. She lives in a world where people can be owned no matter age, gender, looks, or race. When her recent owner has died unexpectedly, she is bought by a woman by the name of Grace.

"She's fucking weird and different than us" she said laughing. It made me so angry. I wanted to punch her but she was right in some way. "You know what? You're right, she's different" I said and she nodded her head "exactly" "She's different because she's better than all of us" --- This story will include: -detailed sexual content -sexual assault -mental health issues -drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -family issues

"Love was always so hard for me.." I looked up at her as my lips parted at what she said. I know we might have disagreements but I didn't expect it to lead to us ending things. Then I saw a smile rise on her face as she reached out to hold my hand tightly "..but you made it so much easier and more beautiful than I even expected" I let out a sigh of relief at what she said as she smiled rubbing her thumb over my knuckles since we can't kiss right now "I love you" --- This story will include: (warnings) -detailed sexual content -sexual harassment/assault -forced sex -abuse (mental and physical) -alcohol, drugs, weed etc. -family issues/relationship issues -mental health issues

"It's not that I don't want you doing this with me" she said closing her eyes tightly and putting her head back on the pillow as her hands gripped my waist. I put my hands on her chest as I kept moving my hips on her. "What is it then?" I asked her, trying my best to hold my moans in "it's the fact that your fucking.." she breathed heavily and tried to keep herself together so she can complete her sentence "..your fucking dad will kill me if he finds out about us having sex" I held her chin and kissed her lips "that's why we're not gonna tell him.." I said moving faster, her grip tightening on my hips "..it's gonna be our little secret" --- This story will include: (warnings⚠️) -detailed sexual content -use of weapons -Drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -murder and crimes