WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! In two months, Athena Cromwell and Greg Homan have decided to start a game together. At first, they get along well, but when the arrangement is about to end, strange things happen. They unexpectedly fell in love with each other. However, for Greg, as one of the leaders of a dangerous organization, becoming involved with love is a weakness that could cost him. Are they willing to fight for their love?
Athena dreams collided when her boyfriend cheated on her. He chooses his best friend, Belinda-the girl who fakes her sickness just to get Mark's attention. Thus, the latter forgets that he has a girlfriend. Belinda isn't sick. She just pretending. She doesn't have cancer. She just wanted to ruin their relationship. One day, Athena caught Mark and Belinda having intimate sex inside Mark's condo. She was there to surprise her boyfriend-it was his birthday, anyway. But she was the one who was surprised.
Athena was about to grab another glass when Leira stopped her. "Enough! You're already drunk," she said.
"Chill... I'm not drunk-well, a little bit tipsy, though," Athena replied, and grabbed another one and drink it at once.
"What the-Athena... I said enough!" Leira then grabbed her hands and look directly into her eyes. "Look, Athena, drinking isn't the best way to ease the pain," she said and put the strands of Athena's hair at the back of her ears. "I rent a VIP room upstairs. We can't make it home tonight. Go and take a shower then sleep. We'll go home first thing tomorrow. I'm just going to talk to Camila. Do you understand?" she asked.
"No! I want to drink more."
"Athena, please... listen to me. Your Dad will get mad when he finds out about this," she said, pleading.
Athena raised a brow. "How old I am? I'm twenty-five," she said as she drinks another glass. "Don't worry, Dad will not get angry. She trusts me, besides, I'm already a full-grown woman-"
"Oh, C'mon," Leira mumbled, frustratingly. "My point is, if your dad finds out what Mark did to you, you surely dead-"
"Fine! What room?" she asked, giving up.
"A-02," Leira replied.
AS SHE enters the room, she unzipped her dress, took off her undergarments, and tossed it away. She then walked straight to the bathroom. She opened the shower and feel the coldness of the water flowing from it.
Her head hurt because of the alcoholic beverages she drank. But her heart hurt even more, as she remembers their break-up scene.
Maybe Mark cheated because she can't give her purity to the guy. Though there were times that she thinks about giving it. Especially when Mark always blabbers it out every time, they had a date.
But it seems like she did the right decision.
Necking and petting increase the urgency of erotic feelings until sex may become a prominent part of their association together. But these feelings do not necessarily indicate genuine love.
Giving up your virginity is not a basis for giving genuine love. If a guy loves you, he is willing to wait until you are ready.
It's been five days since their break up. She cried for two days, and the next following day, she hangs out with her friends and drank until she gets drunk. She also requested a one-week Leave from his father. And she's not going straight to their mansion but rather chooses to stay in her condo.
She cursed under her breath when she can't see any towel or robe inside the bathroom. "What kind of VIP room is this?" she mumbled.
Left with no choice, Athena walks out of the bathroom, naked. As she steps outside, the white towel above the small wooden table near the bathroom, easily caught her attention. And she was about to wrap it around her body when the door suddenly opened.
"Are you-" she stopped when she saw the physique of the person who just came in.
'It's a man.'
Athena gasped because she can't see his face because the room was dim. Only the light from the lampshade beamed the room.
The stranger started to walk in her direction. He's tall-it's all she can tell. Because his position was against the light. The man's shadow covers her, towering over her, making her lift her head to meet his unclear face.
Suddenly, the man's eyes went down to her exposed body-Damn! she whispered. She forgot to wrap the towel. Consciously, she then wrapped it to cover her nakedness.
The stranger chuckled. "Playing games, huh?" he asked.
Surprised, she gasped again and didn't move. But the guy was fast and in just a millisecond, he grabs her waist and pulled her closer to him. He caresses her back and sniffed. "You smell heavenly, baby," he whispered. She shivered. A bizarre feeling invaded her. His breath gives chills to her body.
Her mind shouts that she must push the guy away from her, but her body won't cooperate.
The man started to move his hand down to her butt. She gasped, and her knees started to tremble. Desires started to build. Unfamiliarity evades. She just knows how to share a kiss and never gets far other than that.
'Is this what every man wants?'
He gently squeezes her globe with his two hands, and even though the towel is on, she can feel the warmth from his palms.
Her fast-pounded feeling started to change into something she can barely explain. Her stomach started to tumble as her heart started to throb fast. She knew that it was not about the effect of the alcohol but the effect of the stranger.
The warmth slowly changed into desire. The towel fell leaving a soft thud on the floor. The man took off his shirt and tossed it somewhere. He then grabbed her waist. He lifts her and lays her slowly in bed. He positioned himself on her top.
Athena can't even utter a word. It's like she was drowned in it.
In a swift move, he pressed his lips into her-he started to kiss her as he rests his palms above her chest, cupping her left breast.
Athena groaned as the man deepened the kiss, savoring her mouth with his tongue. With too much intensity, she found herself sharing the same sensation back. It seems like they were both thirsty, and greedy for something.
She's a virgin but she's not that innocent. She watched porn and read some romance novels.
Desire started to evade her whole system.
She moaned as he harshly caressed her mound, and tweaked a tip between his fingers before sucking it. From her pink tips, his lips moved down, savoring every inch until he reached the part between her smooth thighs. She moaned as he lashed his tongue over the chasm of her center. He kept tasting her until she quaked. She almost cum.
The man stood up and took off his pants and underclothing. If Athena wants to, she can run away and end it. But her body won't move. It seems like her body wants his touch and yearns for more. Her eyes widened when she saw how his cock stood, firm and proud.
The guy walks to the side of the bed, pulled the drawer, gets something in there, and he fits it on his shaft. He positioned himself again on her top. He kissed her with pleasure and she did the same. She can't take it straight. She can't focus. All she wanted by now, is to be taken by the stranger. Like she was ready for it.
Pain touches her face when he plunged, unguarded. Gosh, can't he be gentle? said the corner of her mind.
"You're a virgin?" the man asked, seeming surprised.
She bit her lower lip, trying to forget the searing pain, and she nodded. She was adjusting to his size when his soft lips landed on hers. Then he gently eased himself to her while stroking her sensitive bud.
The pain slowly turns into a sweet tingling sensation.
He then moves faster, scouring deeper and she began to meet his every move. She feels the pain but it's tolerable. She can't let herself not memorize every feeling for the first time. The lust started to swim over her, the uncertain feeling started to build inside her. She's coming.
"Ah!" they groaned together as he asserts one final thrust.
The man rolled over on the other side of the bed, harshly took off his condom, and tossed it on the trash bin beside the bed. He closes his eyes not worrying about how naked he was.
'Will he not wipe his cock, or might take a quick shower? Is it tiring to ignore her after they, did it?'
"You're doomed, Athena! You just gave in to a stranger," she whispered. But as she replays what they did-it feels good.
She pulled some strands of her hair out of frustration. She heaved a deep sigh and pulled the comforter to cover her nudity. She grimaced when she felt a searing pain between her thighs. It's her first and it's painful but she seems to enjoy it. To erase her thoughts, she let the darkness evade her as she closes her eyes.
"I'll never accept you as my Luna! You're nothing but a worthless slut!" Instead of allowing the Alpha King's hurtful words to affect her, Fia brushes them off. If he doesn't want her, then fine. She has more important things to focus on and take care of. She doesn't need any more chaos in her life. If it's just another source of pain, she'll learn to accept it. The Alpha King may have used and rejected her, trying to amplify her pain, but Fia refuses to let that define her. She has been through enough and doesn't want anyone else to uncover her vulnerabilities. They should leave her life, as anyone has the potential to hurt her deeply. However, the Alpha's sudden change of heart surprises Fia. He decides not to release her, finding pleasure in controlling her. He has many ways to manipulate her and keep her under his influence. He will pleasure her intensely, making her moan with satisfaction. He will ensure she craves more as he leaves his mark on her.
After three years of marriage, Blake and Avery face difficult occurrences that will measure how strong their love for each other is. Will Blake ever have his possession until the end? --- Excerpt: āHow much did he give you?ā "One million in three months," Avery replied. "All right, Avery Foster. Since you're willing to lower yourself to such a low level, I will double the price to have you." Blake laughed sarcastically and threw her onto the sofa. "Blake, what the fuck are you doing? Let me go!ā Blake smirked and kissed her right earlobe. "Avery, this is only the beginning."
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+/BDSM/Emotional Distress Hera's desire to marry the apple of her eye ends in disaster. She felt obliged to do whatever it took to please Achilles, even if it meant sacrificing her body and life. She never thought that doing that favor would put her life in the grave. Even though she poured her everything, it wasnāt enough for her to tame the beast inside him. Will she give up or continue taming him?
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! Celeste Barlowe had lived in the dark for a decade since her father died in a car accident. Her father treated her like a princess while he was alive, but once he died, she was treated like a rug. Not until she met Elias Turner, the man everyone fears for his uncommon green eyes and what he's capable of. She doesnāt realize, however, that the man has many secrets besides his frightening emerald eyes. He's a monster. But that doesn't take away from the fact that he was the one who saved her. Celeste lives with Elias and has no idea she'd fall in love with him until she discovers his greatest secret, which has something to do with her. *** Excerpt: āN-Noā¦ I didnāt do anything.ā āI will f**king kill you, woman! Iāve been so tired of your stupidity. I told you not to talk to strangersāā āP-Please, donāt hurt me. Myā¦ My body is still achingāā āShut up!ā his voice roared inside the room as he lifted my collar, pulling me near him. āAre you still gonna lie? I saw you talk to that manāā āIā¦ I didnāt say anything,ā I managed to reply amidst my fear. And at this moment, I knew he would play and punish me again.
Trigger Warning: Slavery, Emotional distress! - Emily was a slave for her pack for years and was ultimately expelled from it. A once-famous princess, the daughter of an Alpha, will travel to the East to serve the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. Emily's expulsion from her family made her even more resilient, as she realized that crying and pleading would accomplish nothing. Her life becomes more complicated for a reason the Moon Goddess had foreseen the moment she stepped onto the Blue Moon pack. However, this does not prevent her love for Drake Bailey, the Alpha King, from intensifying.
Trigger Warning: Emotional distress! - Ivy Morgan deeply fell in love with the business tycoon Wyatt Reed. Bound by a life debt, Wyatt married her. However, as the years passed, Wyatt never treated her as his wife. He only uses her. Knowing this, Ivy gave up that love she once felt and filed for a divorce. After the divorce, Wyatt regrets everything he had done in the past and realized how much he loves Ivy, making him coax her whatever it takes. Will Ivy acknowledge the billionaireās regret?
Sophia Drake braced herself for the worst when she was forced to move across the country in the middle of her junior year. Desperate to escape her shattered home as soon as she turns eighteen, her plans are disrupted by the enigmatic and captivating Ashford twins. Sophia can't fathom the intense attraction she feels for the twins and tries to avoid them at every turn. As she's thrust into an unfamiliar world, her past demons resurface, making her question her true identity. Will Sophia flee from her past's secrets, or will she embrace her destiny and take control of her future?
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ āI want to get a divorce, Mark,ā I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first timeāeven though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
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.
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-wifeās countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. āLetās get married again.ā
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"