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WARNING: (R18) STORY WITH MATURE/EXPLICIT CONTENT (WILD FANTASY SEQUEL) Since childhood, Lana was the only girl Marius dreamed of. That's the reason why he didn't leave her and he was able to love her daughter Andrea. But everything crumbled for him when Lana chose and marry Andrew, Andrea's father. Marius's anger for Andrew swelled in his chest and he planned to get revenge on him through Samantha. Andrew's beautiful younger sister. To get her, leave, and hurt Samantha, was his real plan. And that did not include him falling in love with her.
"Ninong Marius!"
That familiar yet small voice reached Marius as he walked through a mall. After finishing work, he came here to buy some things from a bookstore.
"Ninong! Ninong Marius!" the young man began searching for the voice that truly touched his heart.
"Andrea?" Marius spotted a young girl running towards him from a toy shop, and a wide smile spread across his face. "Andrea, baby!" he exclaimed, bending down and tightly embracing the little girl he had eagerly awaited seeing for months but had restrained himself from seeking out.
"Who are you with?" he quickly asked as Andrea let go of his embrace.
"My Aunt Sam!" came the enthusiastic reply from the child, who then turned to look behind her.
At that moment, Marius felt as if the world had come to a halt upon seeing the face that, whether he admitted it or not, was the most beautiful he had ever laid eyes on. He didn't know why, but that was the truth, and he couldn't lie to himself, or rather, he couldn't bear to lie to himself.
She looked stunning in a simple tan t-shirt and moss-green walking shorts, the length of which seemed to have been specifically designed to showcase the most beautiful and smoothest thighs and long legs he had ever seen in his entire life.
Beautiful, incredibly beautiful. And she became even more enticing in his eyes because of her brown, curly hair. She had a perfect nose, kissable lips adorned with thin lipstick, and smooth, fair skin. He noticed her striking resemblance with Andrea, which immediately raised suspicions in him.
"Hello," the young lady greeted him as she approached him.
In her simple outfit, he felt himself getting lost. Her slim, well-proportioned figure suited her height, which was probably between five-six to five-eight. Even in doll shoes, she looked tall due to her perfectly shaped long legs.
Marius's mind quickly started working. He smiled at the woman and extended his hand.
"Hi, I'm Marius, I'm Andrea's godfather," he introduced himself and couldn't resist giving her hand a gentle squeeze.
She chuckled softly and cleverly withdrew her palm from his grasp.
"Sam, Samantha Scott. I'm Andrew's sister. Lana already mentioned you to me, and I'm glad to meet you," she conveyed with sincerity, secretly delighting Marius.
"Isn't my Aunt Sam beautiful, Ninong Marius?" Andrea said with a tone of pride.
He heard Sam release a soft and delicate laugh, and he liked that. Then he smiled at Andrea again and answered her question truthfully,
"Yes, very beautiful, baby. You two look alike, both beautiful."
At that remark, he immediately gave Sam a lingering gaze, which he noticed caused her eyes to quickly flutter shut, accompanied by a rapid blush spreading across her cheeks. Marius seized the opportunity right away.
"Are you heading home?" he asked, keeping his gaze fixed on Sam.
He saw her slim, red lips quiver. "A-Actually, we're going to grab a bite to eat. Andrea says she's hungry."
The tremor in the beautiful woman's voice sounded like music to Marius's ears, so he took advantage of it once again.
"Good, I'm hungry too. Would it be alright if I join you?"
Andrea quickly answered his question with excitement in her voice.
"Yes, Ninong!" she exclaimed.
Marius chuckled softly and locked eyes once again with Sam, his gaze filled with intensity.
"Well?" he asked, knowing full well that the woman before him would be thoroughly flustered, and he was not mistaken.
"O-Okay," she replied, mustering a restrained smile.
As they walked together, Marius gradually formed a plan in his mind, confident that he would succeed.
"I will get my revenge, Andrew. And I will ensure that you feel the pain through what I'm about to do," whispered the dark recesses of his mind.
*****
"I'm glad you agreed to meet me today," Lana said with a beautiful smile as she handed the wedding invitation to Marius.
Her close friend smiled back and accepted it. "Our friendship means a lot to me, Lana. I also love Andrea, and that's enough for me to set aside any feelings I may have for you," Marius replied.
Lana shrugged and chuckled softly. "You'll find someone better than me, I know that. You're kind, handsome, and smart. Everything is there; maybe the heart just can't be taught, and that's why I can only offer you so much."
"It turns out my partner is Andrew's sister?"
Lana felt amused by her best friend's comment.
"Yes," Lana replied, picking up her coffee cup and taking a sip. "She told me that you accidentally met each other a month ago."
He nodded in agreement. "Yes, she's beautiful. She looks so much like Andrea." Lana couldn't miss the intense admiration in Marius's tone.
"Do you have a crush on her?" Lana teased, unable to resist.
Marius looked straight into her eyes.
"Is it okay if I pursue her, just in case? What do you think? As her sister-in-law, do you approve of me for her?"
Lana smirked. "Don't ask my permission; tell that to Sam," she said, bursting into laughter.
A soft chuckle rumbled in Marius's throat as he finished his coffee. "I have to go; I still have some work to finish," he said, standing up.
"Take care while driving," she reminded him, getting up and kissing him on the cheek.
"Aren't you going home yet?" Marius asked.
She shook her head. "Not yet Andrew will pick me up in a little while," she answered.
Marius simply nodded before he left.
Lucas and Clarissa's love blossomed from their childhood, cultivating a deep friendship and a profound love for each other. However, in an unexpected turn of events, a curse shattered their beautiful relationship. Because Clarissa was not meant for Lucas. Because Clarissa was destined for the sea.
Mia has always been in love with Erik. He was her first love. He was and will always be her one great love. But no one knows about that. That was and always been her deepest secret. He was the King of the Night. And she was his Queen. But that only lasted for hours and yet the greatest night of her life. Ten years later they met again. And this time Erik is very much willing to fulfill his promise of marrying her. That was despite the fact that her partner Bernie is coming after her.
WARNING: R[18] STORY WITH EXTREMELY EXPLICIT/MATURE CONTENT Joaquin Antonio Jr., A young CEO, handsome, outlet of wealth, and a certified playboy, but a good son. For him, there is no need to take women seriously. There are many of them and they come to him voluntarily, because he has a lot of money. He has agreed to find a bride within two months in order to thwart his father's wanting for him to marry his childhood friend who is secretly in a relationship with his best friend, Patrick. Because of this, he offered marriage to a stranger woman who turned out to be the mother of his own daughter whom he had impregnated four years ago, Lara. But what about his father's reputation? The honorable name of their family that had long kept from being tarnished if the woman he chose to marry for his father would bring shame to their family because she is a scourge and a disgrace? Is he willing to lose everything and this time stand up against his father whom he has always followed for the only woman who truly loved him despite him hiding to her his true identity? Where does a romance that started with pure lies lead?
WARNING: [R18] STORY WITH EXTREMELY EXPLICIT CONTENT She considered herself as Andrew's number one fan. Andrew Scott, a famous actor, and has always been the most beautiful highlight of Lana's fangirling years. She dreamed of seeing and embracing him. She dreamed of marrying him. But she never once thought in her fangirl life that all her dreams and fantasies about Andrew could have even more thrilling and romantic scenes. It was more than what she thought. But it wasn't easy because she knew for a fact they were from different worlds, so she was forced to stay away. But destiny has always had its own way of reuniting hearts set for one another. Because Lana met the young man again three years later. And this time she knew she could do nothing more, but introduce Andrew to Andrea, their daughter. The fruit of a nightly fulfillment of all of Lana’s fantasies about her admired actor.
WARNING [R18]: STORY WITH EXTREMELY EXPLICIT/MATURE CONTENT (FIND ME: A LOVE THROUGH ETERNITY SEQUEL) Jenny never dreamed of becoming a mistress but that happened. That's why she did not hesitate to go away when she found out the truth, to move on. But life is full of surprises when she and Jason cross paths again. Jason, the first to claim everything that she could give, and this time Jenny knew that her desire for the young man is stronger. And so, it is with him. The reason why she is so ready to get burned. They crave so much for each other and that can even happen every time their eyes meet.
WARNING: [R-18] STORY WITH EXTREMELY EXPLICIT/MATURE CONTENT "I-I know you're tired, take a rest, I love you so much, you have to always remember that," despite the seeming lump stuck in my throat I still forced myself to say those words that I knew he had wanted for a long time. My husband wants to hear those words from me because he was tired and wanted to rest just like what I have said. When I felt the hot liquid dripping on my forehead followed by the hot lip that also touched it, I cried even more. "Starting tomorrow I need you to be brave, hold your heart, especially when you wake up and my eyes are still closed," Daniel continued. I did not open my eyes but I continued to cry silently. "Until we meet again, sweetheart, Ara, I love you," Daniel said again as I felt him kissed me on the forehead once more. Then I opened my eyes and met his dark eyes. Suddenly it was as if I saw everything he said, that we would meet again at a different time, and will never be apart ever. "Until we meet again, my love," I replied before I raised my head then touched his lips with a warm kiss, for the last time.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.