Spicey Stories

Y/N x Loki smut stories 18+ adult content however it gets spicier with later chapters please do not read if you don't like spicy

A good and juicy shower sexual moment

"Don't run. You run, I chase. And if I chase... you won't like what happens when I catch you." After the death of my parents, I was sent to live with a man I'd never met. A man everyone in town seemed to fear, but no one dared to name. To me, he was just a stranger, older, brooding and unbelievably rude. Strict rules, locked doors and curfews I couldn't break. I would do anything to escape that place, including uncovering every last one of his dark secrets to use against him. But soon I find that the only way to escape the man I've come to know as "*Alpha*" is to uncover the truth about my own family. A truth that can only be revealed by the one man I should never trust. Because in his house, I'm not a guest. I'm prey.

Book two.

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Fuck you, Leo," he snarled. "The second I get out of here, my father is going to kill you... just like he killed your mother." The words hit like a blade between the ribs. My smirk vanished. The warehouse went dead quiet. I stared at him for a long, measured second. Then I stood, slow and deliberate, and looked down at the broken heir of the Alonzo family. "Say that again," I said, voice low and cold. Dario's bloody grin widened, even as pain twisted it. "You didn't know, did you? Your old man never told you the truth. Alonzo didn't just take money from your family... he took your mother. Put a bullet in her himself." Giovanni shifted behind me, uneasy. Santino and Luigi were still outside. The only sound was the soft drip of water somewhere in the dark. I crouched again, closer this time, until my face was inches from the bars. "You're going to tell me everything," I said quietly. "Every detail."

_What is hell?_ _Hell is hearing someone shatter in your head and not knowing her name._ *Lyra Blake* lives two miles under the Earth in Sector 7. Her job is to smile while the world ends. Her secret is a taped door, a box she swore never to open, and a poem her dead mother used to sing: _"You are not the storm, you're the sea. You are not lost. You're the shore. I'm in the quiet. I'm in you."_ Until a fox-dog's touch rips her into a stone room. Blue blood on the walls. A scarred hand reaching through the dark. A voice breaking apart: _"Stay with me. Please."_ *Bastian Verek* is the Leader of the Moonfang. He bleeds blue. He bleeds for a war the King won't let him finish. He bleeds because of him - the man he trusted most put a friction-blade in his back. A blade that unravels him, cell by cell. He doesn't believe in strangers. He doesn't believe in saving. Until one flash of a girl he's never met tears through him. Brown hair. Hazel eyes. No name. No warning. And for one second, the war in his chest goes quiet. The pain doesn't leave. But it stops being everything. _Someone he's never touched gave him the only peace he's ever had._ _If one look could break a war inside him... what happens if they meet for real?_ Now the traitor has the letters that could end them all. The King is hunting. And Bastian is dying. While Lyra is falling for a boy who may not be hers... the man across the world is bleeding her name without ever being told it: _"Lyra."_ _Two worlds. One link. Zero safe places._ _When one of them breaks, the other bleeds._ _She is the shore he didn't know he was drowning for._ *Tropes:* Psychic Bond | Dual POV | Hurt/Comfort | Found Family | Slow Burn | War & Betrayal | Soulmates Across Worlds | Trauma Healing

SUMMARY: "Who are those men?" "I don't know. New neighbors, I think. They just moved in." At this very moment, the two girls didn't know their lives were about to change. Jien and Milly are two German college students studying at NYU in the city that never sleeps. Best friends since high school, they share a tiny New York flat with terrible water pressure and a wall so thin you can hear everything. Their lives are chaos and Pinterest boards. Milly paints her nails in summer colors. Jien writes poetry that aches. They laugh too loud and believe in love with their whole chests. Then four men move in across the hallway. Taehyung. Jimin. Jungkook. J-Hope. They're beautiful. They're mysterious. They're together, in ways Jien and Milly are only beginning to understand. At first, it's just intrigue. Lingering glances. Caught breaths. Smirks that mean something. But intrigue turns into something dangerous. Because the walls are thin. Too thin. And what Jien and Milly discover will turn their world into an emotional train wreck in a matter of days. The men have a secret. A secret that involves tangled sheets, whispered promises, and four hearts that were never supposed to beat for anyone else. And the worst part? The men are intrigued too. Chaos. Heartbreak. Unbearable heat. Because love doesn't follow any rules at all.

Evangeline thought choosing Micah and paving way for a life in Hawaiʻi meant she had finally found where she belonged. But love doesn't stop life from changing, and her growing career begins pulling her farther from the man she chose to stay beside. When the damage Hurricane Helene left behind forces her back toward the life she thought she had left behind for a second time, distance, uncertainty, and the future they imagined begin to collide. Evangeline and Micah must decide whether loving each other is enough to weather the storm. 📕 BOOK 2. 📕 Book 1 was True to My Roots. 🌸

Mark Keifer Watson is a cold, calculated CEO who views love as a disease. Dr. Jaspher Jean "Jay-jay" Mariano is a brilliant but chaotic doctor set to inherit a hospital empire, constantly hounded by the media.l To solve their respective problems-Keifer wanting a quiet business arrangement and Jay-jay needing a media shield-their wealthy, best-friend parents arrange their marriage. Their wealthy, match-making parents think it's a perfect fit. Instead, Jay-jay's hurricane energy completely upends Keifer's meticulously structured life, forcing the ice-cold CEO to see if he can survive a wife who treats life like an extreme sport-and might actually make his heart beat.

Lord Stark's daughters twins, Sofya and Lyanna are born just nine months after Robb, they grow up as triplets and they each have their separate ways following the series events (𝗦𝗼𝗳𝘆𝗮 𝘅 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗼𝗻/ 𝗝𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗲 𝘅 𝗟𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 ) It was just me not deciding where my oc should be across westeros... so I made two :)

A one-night stand with a mysterious banshee? Hot. Showing up to your dream job interview and finding out she's the employer-and your fated mate? Infuriating. Amante didn't mean to bond with a human. Selene didn't mean to sleep with her soulmate. Now there's magic, mating stones, office sex, and a lot of very bad decisions. Supernatural romance. Gallows humour. Dangerous attraction. Screaming optional. Moaning guaranteed.

Jake thought he knew his best friend. Until 𝐋𝐮𝐤𝐞 died. The police ruled it a suicide. Others called it a tragic accident. But Jake refused to believe either story. He stood in the pouring rain as Luke's coffin was lowered into the ground. He watched his best friend disappear beneath the earth, believing he was saying goodbye forever. But one thing wouldn't leave his mind. The last message Luke ever sent. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 𝐹𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝑀𝑒 From that day on, Jake made himself a promise: Luke's soul would never rest until he found the devil responsible for his death. Driven by grief and haunted by unanswered questions, Jake follows a trail of cryptic clues, buried secrets, and dangerous lies. His search pulls him into a ruthless underworld where every truth comes with a price-and where he crosses paths with 𝑳𝒆𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 the cold, cunning heir to a powerful Russian mafia empire. As Jake digs deeper, every answer only leads to another mystery. Every ally has a motive. Every truth hides another lie. In a world where no one is who they claim to be... 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝑳𝒖𝒌𝒆'𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉... 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆? Dark romance.please read at your own risk. 18+ contents will be there. heavily heavily and heavily inspired from my favourite authors book series legacy of gods by rina kent . read her books she slays like lowkey same chapter so... Read her book braaah🎀🌟 That's all Enjoy your journey 🪐🎞️ ________________a sneak peak _____________ "𝐇𝗂𝗌 ᥣ𝗂𝗍𝗍ᥣ𝖾 ꭑⱺυ𝗌𝖾 𝐇𝗂𝗌 ρ𝗋𝗂𐓣𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌 His beautiful little slut

HEY!!READERS!! In this heartwarming novel, three intertwined love stories unfold again the backdrop of friendship and fate. It's the story of Love, where love blooms with friendships. Some faces challenges, some are in long distance relation, some secrets are yet to be disclosed. Let's be the part of their love journey. All rights are reserved under owner's or Author's name. "This story was written under a pseudonymous" LET START.

Love wasn't the hard part. It was the descent. After nine hundred days of building a world, Billie is left watching it burn, one missed call and one cold shoulder at a time. It's a story of a hidden ring, a growing distance, and the terrifying moment you realize the person you'd die for is already keeping secrets that will kill you. Billie was ready for the chaos. She wasn't ready for the lie.

WARNING: SCENES CONTAIN: swearing, sex, and other things. Read at your own risk. All scenes will contain spice. "M-malfoy!" I moaned, cumming in his mouth.

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭

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.

Five years. One broken marriage. And a love that never truly died. Amanda thought she had finally learned how to live without Kaleb. Five years after their divorce, she has tried everything to forget him-new clothes, new faces, late nights, whiskey, and meaningless relationships. But no matter how far she runs, Kaleb keeps finding his way back into her dreams. Then, after one devastating night changes the way she sees herself, Amanda makes a decision she has been afraid to make for five years. She calls Kaleb. One meeting becomes a flood of forgotten emotions. The old chemistry is still there. The memories are still alive. And for the first time, Amanda begins to believe that maybe their love deserves another chance. But there is one problem. Kaleb is engaged. And Naomi, the woman he is about to marry, is not quite what Amanda expects. As old love collides with new desire, Amanda must decide what she truly wants-and whether happiness can sometimes come in a form she never imagined. Sometimes love doesn't disappear. Sometimes it waits. And sometimes, a second chance becomes something much more. Another Chance is a story of lost love, emotional healing, unexpected connections, desire, and finding happiness where you least expect it.

Khaotung is the perfect executive assistant. He's organized, he's efficient, and he's remarkably good at ignoring the fact that his boss, First Kanaphan, is a cold-hearted tyrant who treats human emotions like a glitch in the system. To Khao, First is just a "bitter coffee" kind of man-dark, intense, and impossible to swallow without a grimace. But they both have secrets buried beneath their tailored suits. Neither of them knows that they aren't entirely human. To First, Khao is just a frustratingly magnetic employee with a scent that drives his predatory instincts wild. To Khao, First is a strict dictator who makes his heart race for all the wrong reasons. Then comes the blood Moon. When a corporate retreat leads them deep into the Silverwood Mountains, the masks of professionalism don't just slip-they shatter. In the shadows of the ancient trees, the "Bitter Boss" and his "Patient Assistant" find themselves locked in a primal chase that ends at the edge of a cliff. Under the heat of the mating season, the rules of the office no longer apply. There is only the moon, the scent of rain, and a hunger that has been brewing behind closed office doors for far too long.