Erotic-romance Stories

Elizabeth is at the top of her game in the accounting world. She works hard, she works weekends. She doesn't have time to think of manicures or relationships or fun. That is, until an unplanned date with her attractive boss leaves her with an uncontrollable, growing desire to become more fun, more beautiful and a lot more empty. (The first part of a longer story. The full, complete story is available on Amazon in paperback/Kindle, and a shorter version on Kindle Unlimited. I'll be posting Part 1, and half of Part 2 'Serenity' on here)

'Devil In Love' 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸: 𝗢𝗻𝗲 •𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆• Anirudh Roy Chowdhury a well-known billionaire and mafia king. Bondita Das a simple, innocent girl. Anirudh, a formidable figure in both the high-stakes world of organized crime and the opulent realm of billionaires, holds a dual identity that casts shadows across the city. Renowned as a mafia kingpin, he navigates the intricate web of power with strategic brilliance, his every move a calculated step towards maintaining control over the underworld. In stark contrast, Bondita, an innocent and unassuming young woman, leads a life untouched by the complexities of Anirudh's dark empire. Her simplicity and purity stand as a beacon of light amidst the shadows of the city's gritty landscape. Unaware of the clandestine dealings that surround her, she embodies a sense of untainted innocence, her world colored by the simplicity of daily life. As fate intertwines their destinies, Anirudh finds himself captivated by the purity that Bondita exudes. Drawn to her like a moth to a flame, he is faced with a conflict between the ruthless demands of his criminal empire and the allure of a love that could potentially redeem him. The juxtaposition of Anirudh's ruthless, powerful persona and Bondita's unsuspecting, gentle nature creates a magnetic tension, setting the stage for a story of forbidden love, dangerous alliances, and the uncharted territories of a mafia king's heart. Will Anirudh's heart soften in the presence of Bondita's innocence, or will their worlds collide in a storm of chaos and passion?

A group of people has been living in a particular land for generations. However, a few of them separate from the group and leave for another place for a reason. Eight hundred years later, they return to reclaim the land they once left behind. But what happened to the people who stayed behind? What has become of the new inhabitants of the land? And will the returning people succeed in reclaiming their homeland? what reason do they return for it? That is what the story is about.

Sarika Sinha, 25 :- educated, stubborn, and determined to live life on her own terms. Ajay Devendra Verma, 32 :- respected, reserved, and a man whose silence could say more than words ever could. Then came a marriage neither of them had chosen. A marriage of convenience. ""Mujhe tumse nafrat hai." (I hate you.) Ajay didn't even blink. "Nafrat rakho." (Then keep hating me). She stared at him, almost offended by how little he cared. "Main tumhari biwi hoon, iska matlab yeh nahi ki main tumhari ho gayi." (Just because I'm your wife doesn't mean I've become yours.) His eyes finally met hers. "Maine kab kaha tum meri ho?" (When did I ever say you were mine?) A pause. Then, quieter- "Tum khud ki ho, Sarika." (You belong to yourself, Sarika.) She wasn't prepared for that answer. Not from the man she had been forced to marry. Not from the husband she had already decided to hate. And certainly not from the man who would one day make her question everything she thought she knew about love. tropes :- #marriage of convenience #age gap #Village head × teacher #he fell first and harder #slow burn

Positioning the phone between my legs, I lined up the camera so that it was focused on my slit. And then I inserted my fingers. His screen was aimed at the ceiling, his face and identity concealed. But I knew that he was watching. Which only made the act feel all the more taboo... *** When Sophia receives a text from a wrong number, she begins texting him in secret. Little does she know, the spicy messages she's been receiving are from her paralyzed brother's best friend.

Samiya Brooks a 25 year old women that has it all to the big house & the fancy cars. Her husband JB A.k.A John Brooks is a upcoming rapper/artist that's working with big time rappers such as lilbaby , lilboosie , & Mo3 + more. But she Know her husband doing this to make sure she straight , so they both can eat. But she have doubt that her husband might be cheating on her or he might be DL ( Down Low ) Hidden in the closet liking men on the other side of the grass. But who knows we will see & tune in to figure out what JB really likes for real.

she can see into your dreams, and he appears in your nightmares, what happens when these two accidentally become each others addictions? This book is a Robbie Kay as Peter Pan from ouat fanfic, original characters, plotlines, dream magic concepts, and story elements created for this work belong to me. Please do not repost, copy, translate, adapt, or upload this story elsewhere without permission.

Ranked 1# in whirlwindromance: 14/09/2026 Ranked 1# in indianhero: 15/09/2026 __________________________________________ They came for revenge. They found each other in the dark. Louise Robillard was once the protected daughter of Don Samuel. Then her family was wiped out, and Louise disappeared into the shadows, taking on a new identity as Rebecca and hiding within an escort agency while she waits for the right moment to strike back. Ranjeet Bhatia, known as Danny, has spent years infiltrating the same criminal empire from within. Now the trusted right-hand man of Don Schmitten, Danny is closer to his target than anyone else in the organisation. Both have a single goal: REVENGE As trust develops between them, their carefully guarded secrets begin to surface. Louise and Danny become allies, combining her knowledge to pull at threads that were never meant to be uncovered. Mafia secrets. Betrayals. Murder. Drugs. Hidden alliances. And a conspiracy reaching far deeper than either of them imagined. But they weren't supposed to become each other's greatest weakness. Will they survive the consequences of their revenge? Will they succeed in destroying the man who took everything from them? And when the bloodshed is finally over, will there be anything left of their love to save? Enter the dark world of Out Of The Dark, where mafia power, revenge, murder and forbidden desire collide in a gritty crime thriller wrapped around a dangerous, obsessive romance. ✒️ Tropes: - Dark action thriller - Whirlwind interracial romance - Mafia rivalry - Age gap dynamics - BDSM and Horror gore ⚠️ Trigger Warning: - Descriptions of rape, murder, bloodshed, PTSD, self-harm and criminal operations - Explicit BDSM and frequent sex scenes 🚨 Disclaimer: All characters, names and organisations are purely a work of fiction. "Out Of The Dark" is Book One of the Dark Series - Can be read as a standalone.

The Missing Pieces Olivia Johnson thought she had her whole life figured out until she caught her fiancé cheating with her best friend. Now she's back at her parents' house, trying to keep her little backyard bakery alive and forget that her life just fell apart. Then she takes a nanny job for Ronnan Ashford. He's a wealthy, widowed CEO with a fourteen-year-old son, an eight-year-old daughter, and absolutely no patience for Olivia's messy, carefree ways. She thinks he's uptight. He thinks she's trouble. The children think she's exactly what their family needs. And somewhere between late-night arguments, flour-covered kitchens and a house that slowly starts feeling like home, Olivia and Ronnan find themselves crossing a line neither of them meant to cross. Because Olivia isn't looking for love. And Ronnan already knows what it feels like to lose it.

Prophecies, Pain, and Power Do they belong together? Myris had always answered yes, for the wind carries prophecies, whispers cause pain, and Words wield power, and together they have kept weaving the same history again and again and again, for that is the truth of the soul in this world and every world that exists across the whole universe, however little, however distant, however close to none their contact with one another might be. "Line between propaganda and preaching is but thin ice, awaiting a single generation to walk upon it carrying the flames of inherited beliefs that outlast the generation which birthed them and change the world that had once existed somewhere between pain and peace." Prophecy had befallen Myris and the world had fallen into chaos, for the Second Great War of Myris had just ended and had, unfortunate as Myris had always been, reached the battlefield beyond reach, the minds of people themselves, and so she was born. Aethoria Academia She was born to shape minds for the betterment of the world, to teach them to forge their own path apart from the pain they were born into and the prejudice they were raised within. But the prophecy has befallen the Nine Peoples once more, and fate stood at the gates of Aethoria with the same question. Will those now within Aethoria inherit her ideology, break the cycle and write a new history, or will they too, once they step beyond her gates, descend into the endless Abyss of the same history repeated through generation after generation, until they too become nothing more than forgotten names written upon a piece of parchment, buried within the archives beside the millions who came before them?

Our bodies are nature's gift... why shouldn't we admire them?"A decade of silence vanishes over a single cup of tea. When two childhood friends reconnect in the heart of the city, they aren't the carefree kids they used to be. Both are trapped in quiet, comfortable marriages. Both carry the weight of unfulfilled desires.He is a photographer who plays with light and shadows. She is a woman longing to be truly seen. When a conversation about artistic boudoir photography blurs the line between professional admiration and forbidden temptation, a dangerous daily routine turns into an intense obsession.Can art remain innocent when the chemistry is scorching hot? Or will their secret canvas tear down the lives they've built?

Irit is only thinking about how pleasurable her life is, but what if it gets replaced by bitterness and pain?

When Sophia receives a text from a wrong number, she begins texting him in secret. Little does she know, the spicy messages she's been receiving are from her paralyzed brother's best friend.

Honey, I wanna break you I wanna throw you to the hounds Yeah, I gotta hurt you I gotta hear it from your mouth Boy, I wanna taste you I wanna skin you with my tongue ─ 'Desire' by Meg Myers

Two hearts, a past and many obstacles. The storm rumbled and picked up stones in its path, as though joining the delirious woman tied up in the dungeon in her misery. As though mocking the world for its cruelty. "I should have known it was you Ya Habibi, all the lies, schemes and manipulations, I should have known that you were the master of it all." She cackled at the end of her words in hopes of covering up the wounds in her heart. The wounds his betrayal has carved deep into her soul. "You have been accused of conspiracy to treason, do you plead your case Sayidati Hamama?" The woman scoffed. "treason?" "You insult me Habibi. For years I have labored at your side, cursed my father's throne for your love, all that to end up as a prisoner tied up like a thief in your dungeon, fed like a pig and beaten like an adulteress, all that to be accused of treason?" "Let us end this charade now Sayidi Ibraham khan bin Shroulf khan, I had no hand in your Malika's poisoning nor in your unborn child's death. I Hamama Farouk, daughter of Ameer Farouk, prince of the East, declare my innocence and ask you to avenge my name. however, Sayidi, from now onwards I am no longer a prisoner bound by your love. I free you from the debt of repaying my father's kindness during your teenage years when he tended to your wounds and gave you a roof over your head in exchange of wedding his young naïve daughter when you finally take your brothers place as Sultan of the Caliphate. Only in death would I be in your arms." With that she slowly removed the poisoned hair-pin from her hair. She had kept it as a protection from the schemes in the palace and now it will be her end. Before any of them could stop her, she lodged the pin deep into her neck and felt the poison mixing with her blood. she chuckled as panic over took him and he rushed to her side, she couldn't hear him, nor feel him anymore as her senses dulled and darkness over took her. No longer was she the sultan's woman.

Kael never wanted to come to Lysena: a prosperous matriarchal world where women hold social power and men are expected to know their place. But when his family's transport ship is forced to make an emergency stop, they find themselves stranded in a society that challenges everything Kael believes about freedom, authority, attraction, and what it means to be a man. Far from home, Kael struggles to adapt to life on Lysena. He hates the rules. He hates the attention. Most of all, he hates Sari: sharp-tongued, clever, and impossible to ignore. She seems to take endless pleasure in flustering him, turning every conversation into a game he can never quite win. But the more Kael resists her, the more tangled their rivalry becomes. Every tease, every challenge, every brush of her hand leaves him unsettled in ways he doesn't understand. And when surrender begins to feel less like defeat and more like desire, Kael is forced to confront a truth he never expected: Maybe he doesn't want to escape Lysena after all. He swore he'd never bend. She swore she'd make him hers.

The narrator Rahul, a 22-year-old in his second year, describes a arranged marriage setup where his parents push him toward Sonia, the daughter of family friends. Sonia is portrayed as a dominant, controlling figure who dictates terms and trains Rahul to be subservient, including domestic duties. Rahul's family dynamics reveal tense, complex relationships: a power-driven mother, a passive father, and Sonia's mother who exerts influence and manipulates situations. The marriage locks Rahul into a submission dynamic, with Sonia taking on a controlling, master-like role, while Rahul experiences conflicted feelings of fear

Positioning the phone between my legs, I lined up the camera so that it was focused on my slit. And then I inserted my fingers. His screen was aimed at the ceiling, his face and identity concealed. But I knew that he was watching. Which only made the act feel all the more taboo... *** When Sophia receives a text from a wrong number, she begins texting him in secret. Little does she know, the spicy messages she's been receiving are from her paralyzed brother's best friend.

When Sophia receives a text from a wrong number, she begins texting him in secret. Little does she know, the spicy messages she's been receiving are from her paralyzed brother's best friend.

Some houses are abandoned. Some are forgotten. And some are left exactly as they are for a reason. Mila has always loved exploring abandoned places. Until she visits Mary's Manor. The locals won't talk about it. Mila should have listened. Because after leaving the manor, something feels different. The whispers begin. Then the nightmares. Then the feeling that someone is watching her. But she's not alone. And whatever followed her home... is getting closer.