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Mal mari, femme gloutonne : Achetez Mademoiselle Piggy, obtenez gratuitement des petits pains

[Statut : TERMINÉ] « Feng Tianyi ! Ton frère a détruit ma famille Tang ! Y a-t-il quelque chose de bon dans ta famille ? » « En. Ne vois-tu pas comment nos gènes de belle apparence se transmettent à nos enfants ? Quant à la dette de la famille Feng, je te la paierai. » Il dit nonchalamment. Tang Moyu se moqua et croisa les bras sur sa poitrine. « Comment comptes-tu payer ? » « Que dirais-tu que je te rembourse avec mon corps ? » « ... » Tellement sans honte ! L'homme assis dans son fauteuil roulant éclata de rire en voyant son expression contrariée. « Mademoiselle Tang, ça ne sert à rien de faire semblant de ne pas l'avoir vu puisque tu as littéralement grimpé dans mon lit et profité de moi. » Il y a cinq ans, Tang Moyu était l'impératrice du monde des affaires et était au sommet de sa carrière avant d'être réduite à néant lorsque son fiancé est tombé amoureux d'une autre femme. C'était acceptable puisqu'il n'y avait pas d'amour entre elle et Feng Tianhua, mais qui aurait pu penser que cette « Cendrillon » était un loup déguisé en mouton ? Et puis il y a Feng Tianyi, le successeur tristement célèbre de la famille Feng, un auteur acclamé par la critique qui secouait constamment la liste des meilleures ventes avec ses livres. Les rumeurs disent qu'il était colérique et de mauvaise humeur. Il était si impitoyable que ni les hommes ni les femmes ne voulaient de sa compagnie. Les rumeurs disent même que son visage était si beau et hors de ce monde. Il était pratiquement un dieu parmi les hommes. C'était dommage qu'il fût handicapé. Les deux n'étaient jamais censés se rencontrer à nouveau, mais une paire de petits buns doux est intervenue. « Oncle, nous n'avons pas d'argent pour te payer les dégâts. » Le plus grand des petits buns a dit. « Mes manuscrits n'ont pas de prix, » répondit cet oncle séduisant avec amusement. « Oncle, si ça ne te dérange pas, pouvons-nous payer avec notre maman ? Elle est aussi inestimable. » Ainsi la paire de petits buns doux et l'oncle séduisant conclurent un accord mais qui aurait pensé que la femme en question était une reine froide comme la glace venue de l'enfer qui avait une étrange affinité pour les sucreries ? —— Éditeur/relecteur : ninaviews Couverture du livre : Bizzybiin / droits d’auteur 2020 anjeeriku
anjeeriku · 83.5K Views

Escapei do Meu Ex, Fui Sequestrada pelo Seu Rival

``` Nos últimos três anos, Ariana Ari Harlow dedicou tudo ao seu marido. Os dois se casaram porque sua irmã escolheu fugir na noite do casamento, acreditando nos rumores de que a Corporação Nelson estava falida. Ari amava Noah desde os dezesseis anos, ela pensou que era o sonho dela se tornando realidade. No entanto, não sabia que sua irmã tinha preparado uma armadilha para ela, e não era o começo de sua nova vida, mas sim o seu novo inferno. Ela foi forçada a desistir de seu treinamento como médica porque a respeitável Senhora Nelson não poderia ter suas mãos cobertas de sangue. Ari concordou. Pelo bem de Noah, ela se tornou a esposa perfeita que cuidava dos sogros e do marido. No entanto, o que a esperava era nada além de insultos, seu marido tinha vergonha dela e sua sogra acreditava que sua irmã, Ariel, era a mais adequada para o filho. Porém, Ari persistiu. Ela pensou que um dia aqueceria o coração do marido. Mas ela o pegou beijando sua irmã! De coração partido, Ariana decidiu se divorciar do marido, mas de alguma forma se viu emaranhada com Nicolai. O inimigo e rival do marido. Eles não eram feitos para ficarem juntos. Mas Nicolai não parece se importar com as chances contra eles. Na verdade, ele estava determinado a invadir a vida de Ari e incendiar tudo. Em seu torpor alcoólico, ele a segurou pelo pescoço contra a parede de um pub sujo, "Você pode negar o quanto quiser, princesa, mas você me deseja." Seus olhos percorreram seu peito ofegante e seus olhos escureceram, o vermelho apareceu desvairado, possessivo como se quisesse arrancar sua alma do corpo e introduzir em si mesmo. "Aposto que se eu dar uma olhada, você estará encharcada para mim." O calor subiu às bochechas de Ariana enquanto ela rosnava, "Cala a boca." "Me faça," disse Nicolai enquanto esmagava os lábios nos dela. Seus beijos queimavam em sua alma, e seu calor cauterizava sua pele toda vez que se tocavam. Ela achava que seu maior erro tinha sido se envolver com Nicolai. Contudo, Ari logo percebeu da maneira mais difícil, de forma literal, que ser desejada por um belo pesadelo era muito pior que um erro. E as coisas ficam complicadas quando seu marido descobre a verdade sobre tudo. "Atire no meu coração, Ari," disse Noah enquanto colocava o bocal da arma onde ficava seu coração. "Porque uma vida sem você é uma vida que eu não quero, então ou me mata ou volta. Eu te imploro." Agora que Nicolai lhe deu uma escolha, Ari se apaixonaria por ele e pularia para uma vida de nada além de perigo? Ou ela voltaria para o marido, Noah, por quem ela era apaixonada desde os dezesseis anos? E Ariana evitará o perigo que espreita nas sombras, esperando que ela cometa um erro e perca tudo que lhe é querido? Ela encontrará a chave para todos os segredos que a atam a Noah e Nicolai, bem como seu destino tortuoso? ******* Excerto: "É tudo sobre dinheiro, não é? Pegue e desapareça," Ele gritou ao jogar o cartão preto no rosto de Ariana. Ariana não podia acreditar no que ouvia quando seu marido ou seu futuro ex-marido a humilhou desse jeito. Três anos. Ariana Harlow deu a Noah Nelson, três anos e ainda assim, quando ela o pegou beijando sua irmã mais velha, Ariel —— foi isso que ele disse a ela. "Eu vou me divorciar de você," Ari declarou e partiu. Ela partiu sem um tostão, mas Ari tropeçou em Nicolai. O inimigo e rival de seu marido, o príncipe da Máfia da Cidade de Lonest, um bastardo notório conhecido por suas tendências violentas. O encontro infeliz a colocou no caminho de Nicolai, e assim como isso ele a fixou em seu olhar. Na primeira vez que se encontraram, Nicolai pediu para ser convidado para jantar. Na segunda vez que se encontraram, ele lhe entregou um milhão de dólares. Na terceira vez que se encontraram, ele declarou, "Você ficará bem em meus braços, o que você diz, princesa?" ******** ```
fairytail72 · 264.7K Views

A Armadilha da Coroa

``` [Aviso: conteúdo adulto r18+/forte] “Tenho certeza de que você vai achar meus braços mais confortáveis do que qualquer outra coisa neste mundo...” Rei Darius Grant - o poderoso governante do Reino de Cordon. Ele era implacável e impetuoso contra seus inimigos. Sua mera presença gritava com autoridade rústica; sua aura sozinha já era mais do que suficiente para alguns de seus inimigos admitirem derrota e fugirem apenas ao vê-lo. Mas, apesar de tudo isso, ele estava impotente e sem-vergonha por uma mulher… sua companheira - a Princesa de Ebodia que ele se recusava a deixar ir. Descubra como as coisas irão se desenrolar para o nosso Rei possessivo que está totalmente decidido a usar o Entrapment da Coroa para fazer de sua companheira sua por quaisquer meios necessários. Será que ele conseguirá obter sucesso e conquistá-la por completo - corpo, coração e alma? * Nota: Volume 1 e 2: História Principal Status: Completo (Capítulos 1 a 555) Volume 3: História Paralela Status: Completo (Capítulos 556 a 641) “Só posso me declarar vencedor uma vez que eu conseguir conquistar o seu coração...” Volume 4: História Paralela Status: Completo (Capítulos 642 a 701) “O amor nunca esteve em meu vocabulário quando se tratava de mulheres até você chegar...” Volume 5: Status: Completo (Capítulos 702 a 805) “Eu escolho você… você que ocupa avidamente todo o espaço do meu coração…” Capítulos Especiais a partir daí - completo **** PS: Capa do Livro Encomendada de propriedade do Autor! Não a use! ```
Eustoma_Reyna · 104.6K Views

Don't mess with the puppy!

Gyeon Heeseong foi abandonado pelos pais quando criança e criado em um antro de jogos de azar. Ele não hesita em assumir tarefas difíceis para o bem do irmão mais velho que o aceitou no grupo, mas quando é transformado em um filhote de cachorro devido a um ferimento causado por um ataque, ele é recolhido por Yoon Chi-young. "O que há com esse filhote de cachorro desalinhado?" "Solte-me... seu desgraçado! De repente, Gyeon Heeseong se torna o filhote de Yoon Chi-young, conhecido como o lobo devorador de homens. "Os feromônios são quase indetectáveis. É apenas um filhote de cachorro." 'Quack'. No entanto, até mesmo o médico julga Heeseong como um mero filhote de cachorro, então Heeseong decide enganar Yoon Chi-young fingindo ser um filhote de cachorro e depois fugir. Mas Yoon Chi-young é um lunático que nunca deixa o filhote sair de seus braços. "Eu até lhe dei um petisco... Você não pode me dar apenas um beijo?" 'Suspiro...' Embora Heeseong receba afeto e carinho de Yoon Chi-young, a quem ele teme, a convivência entre eles é precária. "Filhote de cachorro... Acho que não vou comer você." 'Você, você é louco'. A história da convivência entre um filhote de cachorro que só quer fugir do lobo devorador de homens e o lobo devorador de homens que perdeu seu coração por causa desse filhote. Um gosto rápido "Me desculpe, ok? Por favor, me perdoe desta vez." "......" "Nunca mais sairei de seu lado. Eu prometo." Não tente se fazer de engraçadinho! Se ele o tivesse deixado sozinho, ele teria se acalmado por conta própria. Mas ao ser persuadido com um rosto bonito, o filhote ficou totalmente enfurecido. Heeseong atacou a mão de Yoon Chi-young assim que a viu e latiu ferozmente. Uuuu! Uuuu! "O que é isso? Você gosta tanto de mim? Quer ir para casa rapidamente?" Yoon Chi-young, acariciando o filhote, perguntou a Ji Yeong-bae, um subordinado da tribo canina. Apesar de ser constantemente mordido pelo filhote, ele sempre pensava de forma romântica. E Ji Yeong-bae sempre respondia honestamente. "Sim, senhor... Ele está dizendo: 'Seu bastardo'." "Tão bonitinho.... Ok, vamos para casa e ficaremos sozinhos juntos." Linguagem: Coreana Autor: 마린코드 Ano: 2022 Status: completo Site original: RidiBooks Tradução feita de fã pra fã Apoie o autor original comprando os livros nas plataformas oficiais!
Lariih_Vergolino · 112 Views

Away From My Mr Wrong: Finding Love in Unexpected Ways

"HELLO, lady." The man behind the wheel greeted her as he wound down the window.  "Hop in."  Without hesitation, she opened the door of the passenger's seat and got in. Inside his car was warm. The seats were leather and quite comfortable. She didn't think Maguire's nephew could own such a car. Then, she glanced at the man. He was dressed formally in a gray suit and honestly, he didn't look like the nephew figure. But what did she know? Mr Maguire could have a nephew who was even as old as him. This man was also quite handsome. Didn't look like Mr Maguire one bit. "Did Mr Maguire send you?" She asked and he rested his hands on the wheel.  "Pretty, is that the secret code you girls use these days?" The charming man asked with a smirk. "I almost thought I wouldn't find you or anyone in this weather but I guess it's just my luck." He eyed Charlotte with an interest as he adjusted his necktie. The lady asking if he was some unknown man's cousin as a secret code sounded ridiculous but he wasn't going to be picky. He searched the area and ended up here. This was the only girl he found on the streets so he would make do with this. "Well, if you've been searching for me then I can assume you're indeed his cousin." Charlotte replied. "I can't think of another reason why a sane man would come out on such a stormy and late night."  Then, she got a whiff of alcohol coming from him. "Wait, did you drink? Is this safe?"She asked but sighed and shook her head. "You know what, never mind. As long as I get home, I won't complain. The worst that could happen is you spinning off the road and leading us both to our deaths, and lucky for you, I'm not afraid of dying in a stranger'ss car, so shall we?" This man stared at Charlotte with an amused grin and said, "You've got one glib tongue. I like it." He said and she gave out a fake laugh. "Haha, that's nice." Her laugh fell and she looked at him seriously. "Please, drive." "Alright, you're the boss." He turned on the engine. "I'm Wesley, by the way. What's yours? If you tell me, I could give you a tip." "Good sense of humor, haha! It's funny." Charlotte said, but she wasn't laughing. She crossed her arms over her breasts, feeling uncomfortable. She entered the rain just to get in his car and so her body was a little wet. Her white shirt had practically become a see-through attire, and her bra was on display.  "You have one appealing look, Miss. Are you sure you're not going to tell me your name? I'm in a good mood so I'll definitely give you a huge tip." Charlotte closed her eyes. Was he such a joker? Did he want her to play along by all means?  Well, she'd just say anything just to get him to shut up.  "You can't afford it." She said.  "Oh yeah? That's such a brave thing to say to someone driving such a car. Is your name more expensive than this?" 'What does this have to do with his car? I just want him to keep quiet already.' Charlotte thought, feeling irritated. "I don't want to waste my breath calling the amount cause you won't be able to pay for it." "My oh my, if your name is so expensive, I wonder how much your service costs. It must be quite a lot, seeing you were the only one standing under the rain, patiently waiting." 'What is he saying now? It's like some old pickup line you'd see in a magazine. Is he really trying to hit on me?' She stared at him. He looked like a casanova, grinning to himself as he drove through the dark. Fine. She would just call an amount she was sure he would never release and then he would shut up.  "You wanna know so badly? Fine. It's ten thousand. Now, stop asking."  As soon as she said that, the car came to a sudden halt which startled her.  "What? Are you crazy?" She asked. "Was it too much of a shock that you had to stop the car?"  "I can't exactly write while driving, can I?" He said and picked out what looked like a checkbook from inside his coat pocket.  He took a pen as well and filled it.  "What are you doing?" 
Kendra_Aura · 31.1K Views

His Naughty Lessons

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ] “Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.” Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy. Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life. What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes? -------------- Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned! -------------- Sneak Peek: He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told. Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”
Witchhazel · 1.4M Views

THE TAMING OF THE BIG BAD ALPHA BY HIS ENCHANTRESS-LUNA

“Shut up!” He roared, as he tore my slave garment from my body in less than a second, leaving my body bare, except for my bra and panties. “Oh my…” He muttered devilishly with lust filled eyes, as he roughly grabbed the right cup of my bra, manhandling it as if to get a pre-feel of how the main softness will feel like. I had given up already, tired of writhing on the floor, tired of trying to wiggle out of his hold, and tired of pleading. What was the use? My legs were already held hostage in the confines of his own limbs, my throat was now sore, and all my plea fell on deaf ears. I shut my eyes tightly, already welcoming my cursed fate, when suddenly the door burst ajar. Who could that be? A savior or another foe? I opened up my eyes, already glazy with tears, and peered at the visitor. He was a man. A beautiful man. A beautiful, angry man. I couldn’t tell distinctively his facial features because of my tear clothed eyes, but even as I laid as dead underneath my assailant, I could feel his rage rolling over him like waves. “Who dares to interrupt my pleasure time? My assailant asked, about to turn his head way back to see who had been standing by the door, when suddenly, in a twinkle of an eye, his head went off flying from his neck, to the ground idly. And so, I screamed; especially as I felt his blood splatter all over my chest and face. But in my screaming and shocked state, I was still able to hear the first words of the man since he had stepped into the room. “How dare you to touch my mate?” He roared. ***** Olivera, the only wolfless girl in the Red Moon’s Pack was captured alongside her best friend by the deadliest pack in the entire region. While performing her slave duties for the new pack, she was almost raped by her taskmaster, but for the intervention of Raul, the Alpha of the pack, who is reckoned for his infamous curse, ruthlessness and womanizing traits. Journey along with Olivera, and see how a shy, seizure plagued wolfless girl tamed the big bad alpha, especially when it was discovered that she was a hybrid, the chosen world who would restore peace between the two supernatural realms at war.
nuvvy10 · 1M Views

Billionaire Hybrid in Love

I could feel his crotch press firmly on me from behind as he grabbed my neck and kissed me behind my ear. His breath was so chill and I could hear it sing a thousand songs. I felt my self getting lost slowly as his fingers found its way down my pants. "Ouuuu, is that pre-cum or you got wet from the foreplay" Lewis said as he grabbed my ass and lifted me up. My arms wrapped around his neck, his fangs had this silver look to it. Staring into his eyes I said "Does it really matter? You made it happen. Now less talking, start working on making my legs shake" I said as I buried my fangs in his shoulder ************************* Ever thought the Female Alpha would be an overly serious person? Dianne, born in the mystical realm of Tamigrove embarked on a journey of self discovery after her pack forced on her a mate she couldn't see herself being with. Her journey takes her across plains she never imagined, she found love, lost love and sought love for the soul. For her to be reborn and made a hybrid, she is put through a rigorous ritual process, sleep in the coffin. Reborn, she finds herself in the modern world and very few of the people she lived with made it through. With the wisdom collected over the years, she navigates her way through the modern era and builds a name for herself. The smooth run comes to an end when her past comes knocking. How does she handle it? How does she maintain her love life and her personal life troubles without both of them intertwining? Does she let the troubles get to her or does she let it swallow her?
TheATK · 48.3K Views

Protected By a Mafia Boss

"Carmine... I'm about to...." "Not before I taste you." He delivers me, permitting my legs to drop. "Taste..." He slides down my body and throws my legs over his shoulders with my back squeezed against the chilly metal wall. His warm, thick tongue plunges inside my hot pussy. "Fuck..." I toss my head back, scaling the wall, yet he grasps my thighs, holding me set up. His tongue twirls around my clit, sucking and licking in a way that creeps me out. I curve into him, riding his face, grasping his hair. Sweet delivery is inside my grip, and he keeps sucking, licking, focusing on the areas that settle on me wriggle and decision his name. The stars glint behind my shut eyes, and I open them, gazing at the roof. My shirt is open, Carmine is between my thighs, and give up is torn from my spirit. My climax collides with me like a wave, shaking my entire body and making me pant for air. Carmine clutches me until the last quakes die down before he stands up and kisses my temple delicately. "Much obliged to you," I murmur energetically, resting up against him for help as we both catch our breaths. "That was only the tidbit." Carmine sneers and presses a modest kiss all the rage before at long last squeezing the lift button and getting it under way once more. "Imagine a scenario where somebody saw us." I look at the camera, feeling anxious briefly at the prospect of my own standing and vocation. "They'll be biting the dust to understand how I intend to treat you." With his lips squeezed against my neck, the lift entryways open on the highest level of the extravagant inn, and he ventures out. A dazzling perspective on the city underneath should be visible from the glass walls, the horizon with lights that sparkle and shimmer in the evening. The impression of the actual room is reflected against them, making a wonderful sight. "This is lovely." "Not more lovely than you." He accumulates me in his arms and conveys me inside. He thuds down on the love seat that sets before the lit chimney. With the perspectives on New York around midnight radiating through the windows, he starts to take off my garments. I rapidly copy him, anxious to taste him the manner in which he tasted me. I push his coat off, dropping it to the floor. Then, at that point, I unfasten his dress shirt, tearing his undershirt until I'm holding his solid arms and kissing across his characterized chest, the skin of which I scratched with my nails during my delivery. "You're awesome." "I'm a long way from it, bellissima. Presently, let me see you." He pulls from me and stops to respect me for one minute. The white ribbon bra differentiating against the tan skin and dim twists falling thickly over my shoulders. "Strip for me."
Elizabeth_Solomon · 5.1K Views

My Boss Who Is Secretly A Vampire

[Mature Content] A humble shop owner struggling to make ends meet in the modern world, storms into a company to demand her money back for a defective vibrator when she meets the arrogant and dangerous boss, Alaric Draconis. In a twisted tale of rags to riches, love and war; something dark lies just beneath the surface, challenging Ari's world as she knows it. There are things out there that prey on humans, hidden councils that keep mortals oblivious to the bloodthirsty beasts that lurk in the shadowed streets of Seattle Washington. In a world of witches, ghosts, succubus', werewolves, and vampires, Ari is the most dangerous piece in the game: a blood doll that strengthens a vampire's ability. The ultimate weapon between warring supernaturals. —————————————————————- Ari used a single hand to dig into her bra, retrieving her cellphone. "I will not grovel like some sinner in church. Are you secretly some kinky priest?" She waved the device at the door guard. The threat was mostly empty. She couldn't really afford to be involved with the authorities and explain why she'd stormed into the building to begin with. The silence grew as she waited with baited breath. Please let this work. Please let this work. She prayed in her mind. "I don't think you understand, Ms. Ari. A man such as myself doesn't aim for success with the idea of only pleasing some of his genuine audience he appeals to. The goal is perfection, and I've had that for ten years until today. I couldn't care less if you were God," He spoke lowly, then said. "If I can't handle a woman with a mouth I shouldn't run a company." Alaric chuckled lowly beneath his breath and rested a fisted hand against his mouth where he bit on each knuckle slowly. This woman surely had an interesting thought process, especially the vocabulary of words she used in a sentence when speaking about him. "A priest?" His naturally almond shaped eyes seemed to almost narrow more than they had, smooth wrinkles scattering at the corner of each eyelid. Another glint of red light flashed onto the surface of those Grey hues from the various city lights flashing through the large floor to ceiling windows. Dark clouds loomed behind him, and when he stepped forward and crossed the room, he'd seemed like he flew down from them; some fallen angel who'd descended from grace. The speed was quick. In one blink he stood in front of her, his hand coiling around her wrist tightly. "I've been many things in my life, but priest isn't one. I've been an angel, helping those in the community stand on their feet. I've been patient, and I've been the devil to those whom I dislike. Being on my bad side isn't where someone would like to stay if they had any sense. Apparently you don't have that. Let me tell you exactly what would've happened had you called the police. They would've come right in here and ignored everything they saw. Why? Because money and fear keeps people's mouths closed." Yanking her lifted arm downward, he forced her onto her knees before him, his gaze glinting in the darkness. "And only an idiot would forget to apologize when they attempted to swindle someone out of their league. If you want a new product, fine. But you won't be getting your money back. Remove your rude comment off my site and all will be forgotten."
TheLastRemnants · 35.5K Views

Mr CEO, I Will Do Anything For My Baby

Hearing the door knob clicked, Bryce turned around to see a woman who had just stepped into his room and closed the door behind her. Huh! What is she doing? He was confused. Looking at her to explain why she's here, he blinked as Mel began to remove her clothes. Her eyes determined and the style and movement in which she was getting rid of her clothes was like that a high class seductress. He was too shocked to talk until her bra came into view. "Hum, what are you doing, Miss Melanie?" He asked, trying not to stammer. Mel paused and looked up at him. She had no idea why he's helping her, because she had nothing to give in return, so she deducted that he must want her body. She might not have anything, but she's a great beauty with and alluring body. To top it, even though she isn't happy with what she's about to do, she's sure she could give him a night to remember. She want something to make him keep helping her. She felt so confident that she could get her son back, because of this man in front of her. "I, hum thought you would want a nice time and relax after. I can do anything, but please don't give up on me. I can't live without my son." She said, tears already welling up in her eyes. Bryce's heart was shook greatly, but still composed himself. He chuckled softly. "Miss Melanie, if you have my body, I'm afraid you will have a debt to pay then, because as you can see, it's very precious." He said in praising tone for himself and Mel couldn't help but smiled softly. He then look at her seriously, "I will never get tired. You will get him back and I will support any revenge you want on them. Don't worry." He said and even though she was touched, she still couldn't believe someone would be this nice. "And you want nothing in return?" She asked and he shook his head. "I don't want anything in return. If I need something from you, I will work for it separately." He said in a mischievous tone and she wondered if he will ever want something from her, but still asked him again..... "Then, why are you helping me?" "Because I believe in love and what I see between you and your son is a type of love to be protected. I crave to be the protector of that." He replied with confidence ******* There are different types of mother in the world and if ranks were issued, she will be among the top. She's the definition of a mother.A mother who will do anything for her baby. A mother who will defend even the sweat that has been dabbed off her baby's forehead. You can't talk about anything related to her baby anyhow and not answer to her right there and then.If her baby is sick, she's sick.If her baby cries, she doesn't understand herself. Call her an obsessed mother, but that was how she believes she could protect her child. She wouldn't leave a room for him to be taken away.She will do anything for her baby .…… Meet CEO Desmond Bryce. A man who believed in feelings and couldn't look away from a struggling citizen.He couldn't stand injustice.Call him nosy, but that's him. He just couldn't help it, especially when he saw the sincerity involved.He was the gentle type when you're gentle and could give it hot when you think you're blazing. His motto; you get what you offer, so don't mess with me .…….. The love of a mother for her child and the heart that couldn't look away from injustice. This brings them together. Not this!Meet baby poop. The child that has the best mother in the world and his existence gives his mother the best man on earth. He brings them together.
May1st · 58.5K Views

Road Tripp

Devin and Masha sitting with her ass in his lap as he powers through I don't know how many plates of food and she just keeps hopping up to get more and feed him. Jun and Lilly in quiet planning mode considering they are not going to be at school next year. Ben and Liz are kinda on the outside of the group and have been most of the time. I think things have been tense concerning the big trip but I'll ask about that when we are closer to leaving. Kyle and Hanna are chit chatting with everyone, Kyle being brought in still threw a lot of people outside of the group but we got him healed and while there could have been some sort of explanation I don't feel the need to do so to everyone in the school. Isaac and Allison are my second biggest concern this year as the two of them have been dating like it's a soap opera. They are doing fine then he fucks it up and comes to the group to talk to her then they get back together for a week or two before another blow up. Finally, my biggest concern is Natsuko. After everything that has happened and all we've been through after Kori 'settled the score' with Heather at Johnny's place my little assistant has been less involved and more distant than I've ever seen her. I'm still enjoying the personal time I'm getting with my crew all the while Kori and I have been planning for the trip. I've been working out the trip list. She's been on the more 'important' job of making sure it'll be a fun trip. I'm pretty sure a bunch of teenagers in a couple RV's driven by bikers being tailed by a U-Haul carrying two bikes is gonna be fun for all. The backyard party ends in the late afternoon and while most of the crew heads off to home, I wait till all the guests leave before putting on my coat and grabbing Katy by the hand and dragging her off to my bike. She's wearing a confused look as I hand her the spare helmet but she's not fighting me as we head off to my only true private spot nowadays, the shack at Johnny's. My bike is a regular feature and as soon as I'm off there is someone to walk it to a small garage Johnny had built for the equipment. The place has really changed, it's still got the trailers stacked up like ghetto apartments and teenage outcasts running around but once I get past the 'courtyard' and into the main section it's tools equipment and then the green houses. Still marvel at the work Johnny has put in becoming a 'legitimate businessman' but I've got more important things on my mind as I walk past it all and to my shack. A little expansion on the shack and the bed were done just so I could hold meetings there with my people but other than that it stays untouched by others. I get Katy inside and sit her down on the bed after closing the door. I take notice of my confused 'Bad' girlfriend, tight jeans that are torn up with hard black boots. I know she's got one of her tank tops under her leather jacket. I take my leather jacket and hood off and set it on the chair, then kick my boots off before slowly pulling my t-shirt off. Katy starts to pick up on what's happening and starts to undress taking her own coat and boots off as I get my pants down and kick them to the side. I move up to her and help her with her top revealing her large breasts clasped together in a purple and black bra, her pants come off to show me matching panties before I throw the former to the floor. I pull her up off the bed to sit up and kiss Katy gently on the lips which catch her off guard for only a moment before I have arms wrapped around my neck. Katy leans back, we keep kissing as she takes me with her to the bed, slowly we work our limbs tightly but tenderly around each other as I feel myself getting hard against Katy's covered mound.
Fredrick_Udele · 37.3K Views

Blood Bound to Elias

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] "My blood is keeping you alive, so from today onwards...you belong to me." - Elias Stone --------- Do you know the story of the boy who cried wolf? Amaira was the girl who cried, vampire! Of course, no one believed her because vampires don't exist, but how else would you explain what she saw that night? Her sexy and handsome neighbor, Elias Stone devouring a woman's exposed neck! "You're crazy!" they said. "Stop reading so many weird books!" they said. But Amaira knew what she saw and she was going to prove it! After many failed attempts, she finally got into his house disguised as a babysitter for his baby brother, Kenneth. 'Don't put your hand near the baby's mouth was the only rule given to her by Mr. and Mrs. Stone, but what choice did she have when the baby started choking on God knows what? Amaira stuck her finger in baby Kenneth's mouth and one bite from him changed her life forever because it was how she became a ghoul and ended up being bound to the devil. ----- Excerpt They told her to stay away, he was unstable under the curse of the red moon, but being bound to him, Amaira could feel how much he needed her and could hear his voice in her head begging her to come to him. Without seeing her, Elias could tell she was there when a surge of sexual desire infiltrated his body. "You shouldn't be here?" he started, keeping his gaze solely on the ground. "I could hurt you." Despite his warning, Amaira didn't leave but instead went closer to him. "Look at me, Elias." When he rose his head to look at her, she met his red eyes with her blue ones, "You won't hurt me." With those words, Amaira slipped off her coat before pulling her turtleneck blouse over her head and unhooking her bra. Her jeans went after, shortly followed by her lace panties. She was fully exposed in front of the horny devil chained to the wall. His hunger for her increased tenfold, but while the rest of his body betrayed him, words of concern still managed to leave his lips, "You'll freeze to death." Amaira had no idea what took over her, but all she knew was that she needed to please him. She smiled innocently before tracing the bulge in his pants with her index finger, "Then how about you warm me up?" {This story contains r-18+ explicit content, BDSM, horror, and gore} [Please check the author's review before proceeding to the story :)] Check out my other novels: Never A Bride [Ongoing] Blood and Butterflies [Ongoing] Let's connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887 ** The beautiful cover art belongs to me and was commissioned by elkshan (Find her on Instagram)
DollyRoma · 1.1M Views
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