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Fuck Me Hard Baby

Babies’ Secret: My Ex Wants Me Back!

{MATURE} "I was scared!" she cried, interrupting him. "You're a married man, you have a wife now, and I didn't want to ruin that. I didn't know how you'd react. And I didn't want my children… our children… to be caught in the middle of more pain." He looked at her in shock, breath caught in his throat. "You just said… our daughter earlier," he said slowly. Yes," she answered. "Jasmine and Hanith. They're yours." Aaron's breath hitched, stumbled back a step, staring at her like he was seeing her for the first time again. "You told me they weren't mine," he whispered. "I lied," she admitted. "Because I was scared. I wanted to protect them. I thought if you knew, you'd take them away. And I also thought you wouldn't want them because you are married now." "Five years," he murmured, his voice barely audible. "I had children... and never knew." He clenched his jaw, struggling to process everything. "They are your children," she said softly. "And now your daughter needs you." ~**~ A single mother, Katherine Prescott was the perfect definition of a B3 classy lady—beautiful, brainy, and brave. She worked her ass off to ensure her children never lacked, building a name for herself while running from the unwanted attachment of the past. But when the past she thought she'd left behind the day she fled with her babies came crashing against the walls she'd built—six years later—everything she buried resurfaced. What if the forgotten spark and desires kept pulling her back into the very past she wanted to forget? What if her babies wouldn't stop asking about their father? Can she really give him a second chance at love… and risk losing herself to passion again? Aaron Knight was a celebrity. He never believed he'd see her again. But there she was—still breathtaking, still beautiful as ever. He wasn't letting her go this time. He would get her back, by hook or by crook. Two problems: he was married… and she was already a mother. #secondchance #billionaire #chasingherback #romance #adultromance #contemporarylit #singlemother
Um_Royhan · 141.3K Views

The Killer Who Kissed Me Like a Savior and Fucked Me Like a Sin

No.....she whispered. Before she could react, she was pulled toward an empty cage. The metal door opened, and she was shoved inside. She stumbled, catching herself against the cold bars. “You can’t do this. You can’t—” The door slammed shut behind her. “Prepare her,” one man barked. “Auction starts in ten.” A woman entered—beautiful, soulless eyes, carrying folded clothes and a black blindfold. “I suggest you cooperate,” the woman said calmly. “The others didn’t, and you don’t want to end up like them.” Diana didn’t move at first. But she didn’t fight either. She was numb. They changed her into a barely-there silk dress—dark red, almost like blood. Then tied the blindfold back over her eyes. She heard the other girls being led out. Then her turn came. She was hauled back to her feet and led through another narrow hallway. Voices grew louder. Music echoed faintly. She was on display now. She didn’t need sight to feel the eyes crawling over her skin. When they ripped the blindfold off, she was already standing in a glass cage. The spotlight hit her first—hot, humiliating. Her cage was positioned in the center of an elevated platform. Surrounding her in a perfect ring were masked men in tuxedos and shadowed faces. Power oozed from their silence. Money gleamed from their watches. Diana’s breath came in short, clipped bursts. An announcer’s voice sliced through the air. “Lot 7B,” he began. “Age twenty-two. Beautiful. Educated. Fiery temper, and as of this morning... untamed.” Laughter rose from the crowd. Her stomach turned. “Let’s begin bidding at twenty million.” “Twenty-five,” someone called. “Thirty.” “Forty-five.” “Sixty.” The number rose with every breath. Diana gripped the bars of the cage, heart slamming against her ribs. Then came a pause. A silence that rang louder than any noise. And then—calm, deep, distinct: “Four hundred million.”
tinyoochimini · 1.1K Views

Always Be My Baby

Samantha and Rei were high school sweethearts — two dreamers sharing the same sky. Rei wanted to build a band, write songs, and one day, perform in front of thousands. You? You had your eyes on the world — fashion runways, cameras, a life where people knew your name. You supported each other through exams, deadlines, and life’s early storms. Even in college, when everything got harder — late-night study sessions turned into rare text messages, dates became short calls, and weekends got lost in responsibilities. Still, Rei held the relationship steady, always finding time for you. He thought love was enough. Until you got that offer — a modelling opportunity in the U.S. You accepted it silently, afraid to hurt him, hoping it was better to go quietly than to make it harder with goodbyes. Three days before your flight, Rei found out. He didn't yell. He didn't beg. "If this is your dream… then go." You promised him you'd come back. *You never did.* **Years passed.** You're back in Manila — not permanently, just for a few weeks. You’re successful now, your face on billboards, runways in Milan and Seoul under your heels. Jessi, your old college friend, hands you a VIP pass to a local concert — “Trust me, you need this.” You roll your eyes. You’re not in the mood. But you go. The sky was already dark when you and Jessi arrived at the venue — a converted warehouse packed with glowing lights and pulsing energy. You hadn’t wanted to come, not really. It was just another night in Manila, just another stop before you left again. But she insisted. “Come on, it’s your favourite band. You’ll thank me later.” You didn’t even look at the ticket. You didn’t care. Until you stepped through the entrance—and froze. Because the voice pouring from the speakers? The one echoing through the crowd, raw and achingly familiar? **Add my novel to your library and read for more ^^**
Mcmonica_oz · 11.1K Views

Transmigrated As A Baby Villain

The transmigrator wondered why he transmigrated into villain's baby form, can he even survive this crappy world until he reaches his 18th birthday so he can kill the protagonist? And why are his parents younger than him? - Jay died. He woke up in the body of a baby, and he thought he was reborn with the memory of his past life. Then, the System happily told him that he transmigrated into an unpublished novel which he stole when he was alive, and he's the main villain called Kaon the Blood Prince, the most vicious superpower human to ever graced the Earth, yet the author didn't develop him very well. The only thing that Jay knows about Kaon is his superpower is using his opponent's blood to make rain. The system said his mission is to take down the protagonist Kade the golden boy. That's easy enough, the protagonist is nothing compared to Kaon in terms of sheer power, and Kaon won in the original work. If Jay completes his mission, he can be reborn in his original world. There's one tiny little problem: Kaon is a baby, barely one year old. His stats? All zeros. At least he's starting at level 1. According to the System, he's being taken care of by two people: an undead fifteen year old villain and a thirteen year old hero-traitor-to-be. None of them know how to hold a baby properly, let alone raise one in poverty. It seems like everything is out to kill the baby villain. Can he survive to adulthood? And why is everyone named Jay in here? - Special Chapters • Every 15th chapter: Excerpt from another world • Every 20th chapter: User 1's Interlude • Chapter 25, 33, 36, 49, 50, 51: Villainous Parents' Misadventures - 2/3 of the book will be focused on the baby growing up into an adult, nightmare mode all the way. The romance will slowly engrave itself into the plot. _____ please yell at the author in the comments to get consistent updates.
Twelve_Cats · 139.1K Views
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