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Kissed by Chaos

When Wakely transfers to a new university, she has one goal: keep her head down, finish her final credits, and get out. The plan is simple: stay invisible, avoid drama, and leave behind her abusive past. But the moment she steps onto campus, she has no idea what is about to happen to her. She quickly crosses paths with Cora, a bold, orange-haired wild card who takes Wakely under her wing. Cora introduces her to the unspoken hierarchy that rules the school, warning her about the campus “gods”: the Walker brothers. Sinfully attractive, effortlessly powerful, and notoriously cruel, the Walkers are known as much for their charm as for their dangerous pranks. Students either worship them or fear them. Wakely? She wants nothing to do with them. But Waylon Walker, the darkest of the three, has other plans. Unlike the others, Wakely doesn’t care about his reputation. She doesn’t flirt. She doesn’t chase. And she certainly doesn’t fall for arrogant boys with too much control. That only makes her more fascinating to him. What begins as curiosity spirals into obsession. Waylon watches her, follows her, learns everything he can—and slowly starts crossing lines no one’s ever dared to before. As their worlds collide, Wakely finds herself drawn into a twisted game of desire, secrets, and violence. Her carefully buried past begins to unravel when she discovers that her abusive father holds a far darker secret. A secret that she was unaware of, that could change her life forever. Now, with the weight of betrayal, obsession, and legacy pressing down on them, Wakely must decide whether to run from the danger or face it head-on, with Waylon at her side. But some obsessions burn too hot to survive. And some secrets are never meant to be uncovered.
Katharine_Rowe · 1.6K Views

Banging the Hot MILFs of Tokyo

“Sex, Hot Sex, and More Hot, Unstoppable Sex! They want to ride me, squirt and make me punish them. That’s all these high-powered women in Tokyo crave. And who am I to say no when they offer it all to me with a cash reward attached to it?" Yuki Mori is a broke, 21-year-old college student drowning in hospital bills for his cancer-stricken sister—and gambling debts left in his name by his late father and his mother in the acute phase of Schizophrenia. Struggling to make ends meet, he stumbles across a high-paying job offer poster on the subway with flexible hours—“Private Servicing Assistant Needed.” Expecting nothing more than cleaning for a high-end fashion store, Yuki is thrilled when he lands the gig. But he couldn’t be more wrong. When Yuki meets Katashi Kurica, the stunning, 32-year-old CEO of Kurica Fashion House, he quickly learns that this isn’t just a job. Katashi is a powerful, seductive woman who doesn’t take no for an answer—and what she wants is him. Nervously, Yuki signs the contract, but it’s only when she calls him to her penthouse that the truth is revealed. “You’ll be servicing me. Not the floors.” For Yuki, a virgin with no experience in the ways of the world, the offer is shocking. But the pay is too good to refuse, and soon he finds himself caught in a web of desire, where his body becomes the price for her pleasure. As their encounters grow hotter, more intense, and undeniably addictive, Yuki discovers that this job is more than just an arrangement—it’s a journey into a world of seduction and erotic temptation. And Katashi isn’t the only one who has her eye on him. In a city where desire knows no bounds, Yuki’s life is about to change forever as he finds himself in the arms of many hottest, and most seductive MILFs of Tokyo.
JessicaE777 · 446.7K Views

Iron Veve's Kiss

***“Drakon—” “Say it again,” I growled, biting the lobe of her ear. Her real name for me, the one she’d whispered the night we'd spent together in New Orleans—not “Dragon,” but the Creole curse that meant storm-bringer. She gasped, her hips grinding against me. “Asshole—” I groaned, capturing her mouth once more. The kiss was a match to kerosene, igniting a fire that threatened to consume us both. Her hands fisted in my hair, lips parting with a gasp I swallowed whole, a taste of lemongrass and rebellion. She tasted like rage and every bad decision I’d ever craved—and Dios mío (My God), I was drowning in her. *** --- In the swamp-rotted heart of Alabama, Drucilla Drakes survives by two rules: stay silent, stay scarred, and never let Louise—her Bible-thumping, belt-wielding captor—catch her hoping for more. But when a schoolyard ambush leaves her bleeding under a stranger’s leather jacket, invisibility becomes a death sentence. Enter Dragon Morales, New Orleans’ most notorious runaway—a cartel prince turned outlaw mechanic with gasoline-stained knuckles and a bounty on his head. He doesn’t do heroics; he does survival. But when he finds Dru in a ditch, her back lashed raw and eyes blazing hellfire, he sees a mirror of his own damned soul. And he can’t look away. Their bond is a lit fuse. Dragon’s father—Colombia’s cartel kingpin—wants Dru dead. Louise, armed with voodoo rituals and the wrath of Marinette, the loa who feasts on chaos, wants her broken. The only allies? The Lou Nwa, a bayou biker gang trading in bullets and black magic, and Papa Legba, the crossroads spirit who offers Dru a deal: “Her soul or yours.” But the bayou’s traps are relentless: - Dragon’s father hunts his son with a price on his head. - Big Danni, Dru’s estranged uncle and Lou Nwa leader, demands loyalty as his gang fractures. - Marinette’s magic twists allies into puppets, their strings slick with swamp rot. And then there’s Dragon—hands that mend engines and break bones, lips that taste like whiskey and run. He swears he’s too ruined to love her. Dru knows she’s too shattered to let him. But in the swamp’s choking heat, where bullets sing and loas whisper, desire is a grenade neither one can dodge. As they blaze through the Deep South’s underbelly—cursed bayous, cartel blood feuds, and safehouses reeking of betrayal—they’ll face more than bullets. Dark magic seeps into old wounds. Family secrets unravel like nooses. And the line between protector and predator shatters. Dru doesn’t need saving. She needs fire. And Dragon? He’s got a lighter, a death wish, and a heart that won’t quit beating for her. **Warning:** This is not a fairytale. It’s bayou smoke and switchblade kisses, saints and sinners colliding where the road meets the ruin. Contains graphic violence, explosive passion, and a love story that burns hotter than a Molotov in a meth lab. Will they raze the South to ashes? Or become the sacrifice the crossroads demands?
HopeDoll777 · 10.4K Views
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