WARNING 18+ "Threesome love story) Loving you is the worst sin I've ever committed in my life. Melissa Dunkens and Alexander Smith were lovers since they were kids but everything changed when they grew up. Every time they tried to love themselves, someone interrupted them. This went on for a good couple of months not until when Melissa failed. She later became sick of Aleksander and to have her life, she let go of him and loved another man. But leaving him behind was more difficult than she ever thought.
"This Mother fucker"
I paced back and forth as my hands flew around, trying to keep the volcano at bay inside of me. Aleksander Smith could get under my skin in the seconds flat just by looking at me. The same way he was looking at me now, sitting on the end of the bed with no care in the world with his cocky eyebrow raised , and his stupid grin.
"What is the matter with you?!" My voice rose several octaves as I stared down at him. I was mad that I shook to my core
"There isn't anything wrong with me, but I can't say the same thing for you", Aleksander laughed in response.
His words hit me like a frieght train before I lost all control and lunged at him. I tackled him to the bed before l began to hit him. Over and over and over. He did this to me. He brought the monster out. I normally lost my temper too far and without thinking things through, I threw the first punch. But as I hit this prick, all he could do was laugh and it only threw gasoline on the raging inferno inside.
"Babe, babe," He laughed, "relax!"
But I didn't. I didn't relax at all as my fists connected with Alexander's rock hard chest. He grinned up at me as I went to strike him there next, but he grabbed my wrist and flung to my back. He pinned me beneath his strong body as I tried to wrestle free.
I hated him at this moment. How dare he take control when he was the one who needed to be punished! He was always doing this; taking control until he had me all sweaty and wanting more right before he put his pants back on and left me alone.
"Aleksander, you need to get off of me in five seconds, or..."
"Or what?" He smirked down at me, running a finger down along my throat and toward my cleavage as I sucked in a breath.
"Aleksander, don't," I warned as I tried to control the new fire burning deep inside.
Get your shit together, Melissa!
I couldn't and wouldn't let him win this time, no matter how much he affected me.
"Why are you fighting this?" His sandy, lust-filled voice made me shiver.
Damn him and all his maleness!
He was sexy, I'd give him that, but he was irresistible to all women, and that's all I fell into his trap all these years ago. He was the definition of tall, dark, and handsome. Throw in his five o'clock shadow, tattooed up body and aqua blue eyes, and he was poisonous; especially to me.
"You know why I'm fighting this?" I growled as I tried to squirm free once again.
His stupid grin was back as his eyes traveled down my neck, sending chills over my body as it betrayed me.
"Tell me," he wispered as his eyes filled with a brazen promise.
"Jane Wilson," I replied with a clip tone, making sure he had the venom in my voice.
He physically flinched at at her name and looked back down at me.
"Awe, come on, babe. Everyone's handling Jane," He laughed.
"So, if anyone jumped off a bridge to sudden death, you would it too?" I cocked an accusing brow at him, waiting for his stupid reply that I knew was coming.
"If I had to for one of my brothers, then hell yes."
A single tear slid down my face as I looked away from him. This was the last thing l wanted to hear from him, but I knew it was inevitable. He was a son of a bitch and he will never change.
"Get off of me." My voice cracked as I kept my gaze away from him.
Aleksander lifted himself off of me, but I couldn't move. I wanted him to fuck off so I could roll off up into a ball and cry my eyes out.
"She's just the bar whore, babe. She means nothing to me."
"Go tell it to someone who cares, because I don't anymore."
I sat up, holding my knees to my chest as the sensation of defeat washed over me.
Aleksander tried to touch me but I smacked his hand away.
"Don't fucking touch me," I hissed.
"Babe, you're being ridiculous. None of the other ladies get this upset over a fuck."
I whipped my gaze to him, and if looks could kill, he would be dead a thousand times.
"That's where you've fucked up, Aleksander. I am not like any of them! And if you think I can forgive and forget, then you're sorely mistaken."
"Melissa..."
"I said get the fuck out, Aleksander." I cut him off in mid sentence.
He stared at me for a long moment but I tore my gaze from his once more. I couldn't look at him, afraid that if I did, I wouldn't be able to stand a ground.
My heart was aching in a dreadful silence between us as I felt like my life was being turned upside down and twisted side ways. This wasn't how I pictured my lfe going at all. Aleksander gave out a breath and finally turned and left, leaving me to my demons.
I hated this. I hated knowing what this did to me. Every silent moment that passed fed my anger, when I had Alexander's motorcycle roar to life and he tore out of my driveway like a bat out of hell. At that I lost it. Grabbing the nearest thing-which was my favorite lamp - I threw it against the bedroom wall and screamed at the top of my lungs. I had so much rage inside that l shook as hot tears rolled down my face.
I couldn't keep living like this day after day; loving a man who didn't love me back. I was done.
Every time I try to love him, he cheats on me.
Sex was all Lynn wanted from the hot porn star but then just as she was beginning to fall in love with him, she discovered the terrible truth about him. He only fucks women, not to fall in love with them. UNCONTROLLABLE DESIRE. She however can't leave him, she still wants him.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Â But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”