Blurb: “Make a wish…” Alpha Damien’s rough hand clutched around my throat, his thick sweat dripped on my bare body as he rammed in and out of my wetness, so rough that I felt my core take every inch of him. “Make a wish, Ava!” “Death.” The word was raw on my lips. I watched his ocean eyes darkened, stern face hardened, he wouldn't kill his mate, would he? And just as he tried to pull out, I grabbed his waist, and slammed him deep inside of me, knotting us. Fuck! I was on heat, like I had magma running through my veins. My fingers grazed his sweaty body and dug into his skin, while my whole body vibrated with an orgasm I never thought existed. “Ava…” He groaned. “What have you done?” “Bring my ex-mate to his knees,” I finished my wish. “And drive your knife through his heart.” He softened, deep growls escaped his throat as he stiffened against me. His hand stroked up to my chin and he grabbed, near climax. “Done.” He swore and pumped in, filling me up with his seed, sealing his oath with our mate’s bond. Then he collapsed on top of my full breasts, panting. I sneered. My hand stroked up and down his spine. If only he knew that my ex-mate is no other than his step-brother. *** *** On Christmas Eve, Ava lost her child. It wasn't an accident. Her supposed mate, Alpha Harry, accused her of cheating, labelled the child a bastard, and caused her death. She was yet to heal from the shock when he chose her bestie and rejected her in public. Ava left with a promise; Ex-mate, you’ll pay with your blood. Broken, she left her pack, but getting stuck with the Alpha King who has a child with slight resemblance to her late daughter, wasn't the plan. What Ava wasn't prepared for was the dark secrets about to hit like snowballs.

Just sex? Imagine hearing that from the man you built your whole damn life around. The same man you cooked for, prayed for, sucked dry, and defended even when he didn’t deserve it. I gave him my loyalty. My youth. My body. My everything. And when I caught him balls-deep in another woman in the same fucking bedroom where he used to bend me over on Sundays..he dared to say it was just sex. That he wanted an open marriage. Like I was supposed to smile and shake hands with the women lining up to ride what I called mine for years. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I didn’t even slap him. You want to know what I did? I did something worse. I fucked my best friend’s husband. Yeah. Go ahead. Call me all the names. Slut. Whore. Homewrecker. I’ve heard it all. But before you decide to judge me, maybe sit your ass down and hear the full story. Because once you do, you might just realize..I wasn’t the villain. P.S.: For +18 ONLY.

If the warning label could be written in red letters, it would. I'm not a soft erotic writer, so you shouldn't be a soft reader. This is a house of 50 shades darker steamy romance compilation. ALL your taboos and kinks will be fulfilled in this 1k short stories. First five stories. 1 Marry Your Daddy & Be Your Stepmom: When the thoughts, words, and touch of her boyfriend's dad gives her real orgasm, sinning is just as sweet. 2 My Gangster Masters: Though married, she is sent to the BDSM club to hunt down the notorious triplet criminals. When the operation is over, her body still aches to submit to them one more time. 3 Mated To The Beast: Blessed with a beast is scary until he has something much bigger that would break you. 4 Prison Break: You've always eyed this sexy innocent looking prisoner, thinks he's falsely accused until he breaks the prison security code and makes all prisoners escape. But no, he doesn't leave immediately, he makes you take the fall for the others and makes you his prisoner and slave for the longest 6 hours, worshipping him and the other hot cell Dons. 5 The Church Boy Is Gay: He's more innocent than a nerd. Haven't impregnated any girl. So you make him your role model until you're trapped in a room with him and the lights go off. Buckle your belts for a rough ride.