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Naked Diaries (Erotica Collection)
“Hate me all you want, little doll. It makes your pussy taste sweeter.” He pulled me tighter against him. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass through his pants. My breath came faster. “Dante… this is wrong,” I whispered. “Wrong feels good, doesn’t it?” He turned my face to his and kissed me roughly. His tongue pushed into my mouth, claiming, demanding. I tried to pull back but he held my jaw and deepened the kiss until I was moaning into his mouth. When he broke the kiss, I was panting. He stood up, lifting me easily, and carried me to the wide leather couch. He laid me down and knelt between my legs, pushing the red dress up to my waist. “Look at these pretty panties,” he growled. “Already ruined.” He hooked his fingers in the lace and tore them off in one move. I yelped. “Dante!” He spread my thighs wide, staring at me. “So pink. So innocent. And all mine.” He leaned down and licked a long, slow stripe up my pussy. Naked Secrets is a provocative and addictive erotic short story series made up of bite-sized, standalone tales featuring high-heat passion, forbidden desires, and magnetic chemistry. Each story explores a unique encounter between two compelling characters, blending lust, emotional tension, and unexpected connections that linger beyond the final page. The tone ranges from playful and flirty to dark and intense, delivering something for every mood—whether it’s a fantasy of office seduction, a gym hookup, or a once-in-a-lifetime vacation fling.
My Uncle Made Me His Ex’s Replacement
I fell in love with my father's adopted younger brother—a man 15 years older than me. The first time he saw me, he stared and couldn't look away. People said he was ruthless, and everyone feared him. But with me, he was impossibly gentle. By day, I was his assistant. By night, he pinned me to the bed and kissed me breathless. For four years, we were a secret. He made me grow my hair long and picked out dresses for me, molding me into the woman he liked most. Then, on the night of our anniversary, while he had me pinned beneath him, he got a call from his first love. "I'm back in the country. Will you come pick me up?" The desire in his eyes vanished instantly. He pulled away and left. I chased him to the airport. When I saw the woman's profile, I finally understood—he had been treating me as a stand-in for her all along. When Adrian saw me, his expression shifted. He pulled me aside. When I confronted him, he laughed dismissively. "Ivy, you were the one who insisted on being with me. I never promised I would marry you. Throwing a tantrum now is honestly just tiresome." I swallowed my hurt and texted my father, telling him I would accept the Hart family's marriage proposal. When I looked up again, I smiled. "All right. Then goodbye."
Erotic Kingdoms of Lust: A forbidden Fantasy Collection
⚠️ 18+ ONLY — FORBIDDEN SUPERNATURAL FILTH. SAFE WORDS DIE AT THE GATES. ⚠️ Leave the mortal world behind. Romance is dead. What’s left is raw, vicious, cock-throbbing ruin. Vampire lords who turn you into a trembling cum-dump… drained, stuffed, and kept leaking for eternity. Dragon princes who force their knot deep, breed you full, and scorch your skin while you drip around them. Fae kings who bind you with magic and fuck obedience into your throat, cunt, and ass until you can’t speak. Demon lords who collect payment in screams, tears, and ruined holes between your spread thighs. Shifters who hunt you down, mount you raw, and mark you so deep you beg to stay their dripping prey. Immortals who have waited centuries just to stretch and wreck one perfect body beyond repair. Your body is the price. Your wet, broken, used-up holes are the proof. Step through the gates. Get claimed so deep you’ll never walk out the same. Erotic Kingdoms of Lust
Bittersweet Love: The Rejected Luna Has A Son
Araminta was banished and rejected by her mate after she couldn't give him a pup, only to discover she had been pregnant all along. She arrives at his nemesis's pack, Red Moon Pack, by chance and becomes the strongest warrior to protect herself and her child. But this new pack holds its own mysteries. The Beta, Dane, was the former Alpha, and he seems to hate every she-wolf he sees. But after Dane realizes Araminta isn't like everyone else, a strange attraction begins to grow. He doesn't want to give in to his desires, so he puts more distance between him and Araminta, until... The Great Challenge happens. The event where every pack shows how strong they are. Araminta's ex-mate attends and kneels before her, realizing what he had lost, but little does he know that his rejection was Araminta's breaking point for becoming the strongest wolf in centuries.
Fiancé Chose Bestie, I Chose His Rival
"Cecilia, I won't marry you. I love Amber. Stop being dramatic and have some dignity." The instant I got that message from my fiancé, Charles Bennett, I knew he had been reborn too. In my previous life, Charles and I had been a devoted couple for fifty full years. Everyone thought he was the perfect man. He'd never so much as said a harsh word to me. The day he died, I fainted from crying. My son, Milo Bennett, held me and swore he would give his father a dignified send-off. I lost count of the times I told myself I had married the right man and raised a good son. It wasn't until I was sorting through Charles's belongings that I found his diary. It didn't mention me once. On the last page, he had written: A lifetime spent with someone I don't love—so this is what it feels like to be tormented. Bury my ashes with Amber Paxton. Don't let your mother know. She cries too much, and it's tiresome. Amber Paxton was my best friend. And Milo had already buried the two of them in the same grave behind my back. Milo even tried to reason with me. "Dad gave you 50 years of his life. Surely you can't begrudge him the choice of who he's buried with." So my previous marriage had been nothing but a joke. When I came to my senses, I calmly deleted the message. After I blocked Charles, I opened the message from his sworn enemy, Leo Wallace. Leo Wallace: I wish you every happiness. I won't come to the wedding. I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stop myself from interrupting the wedding. But in another life, I would meet you first. I typed back. Cecilia Moore: The wedding is the day after tomorrow. You're the groom.
The Alpha's Accidental Heir
My boyfriend was sleeping with my sister. The same sister who stole my family the day they learned she was their biological daughter. The same man I’d loved since childhood and saved myself for. Catching them together finally broke me. Desperate to escape the family that abandoned me and the betrayal that destroyed me, I ran until I crossed the border into dangerous pack territory, a forbidden forest I was never supposed to enter. That was where I met Damian. He was wounded, lethal and carrying the undeniable aura of a powerful Alpha, but in his arms, I forgot everything I was running from. I only wanted one reckless night where I didn't feel discarded. I never imagined that a single night would leave me bound to a stranger who wasn't who he seemed, or that crossing into his lands would awaken dormant wolf bloodlines I wasn't prepared to face. Now the past I fled is hunting me down, the ruthless Alpha who fathered my secret child is closer than I realize, and some mistakes cannot be hidden. Mine has a heartbeat.
Filthy Desires: A Collection Of Smut Short Stories
“Thirty seconds from c*ming in your mouth,” he growled against her lips. “Thirty seconds from making you swallow a stranger’s c*m like a whore.” “I was—“ “Shut up.” The elevator opened into a penthouse — glass walls, city lights, one massive bed in the center of the room. Derek dragged her to it, pulled a thick rope from the nightstand, and bound her wrists to the bedposts. “Derek, please—“ “Please what?” he stepped back, stripping off his shirt, his belt and his pants. His c**k sprang free, thick and angry, prec*m beading at the tip. “Please let you suck another man’s c**k? Please let you betray me?” “I was angry—“ He opened a drawer and pulled out a dildo — it was thick, veined, and bigger than anything Sia had ever seen. “You wanted to be f**ked so bad, Sia? I’ll f**k you.” He climbed between her legs and shoved the toy inside her without warning. Sia cried out, her back arching, the stretch was intense, artificial and merciless. Derek didn’t give her time to adjust. He worked it in and out, hard and fast, watching her face as she sobbed with pleasure and shame. “Look at you,” he sneered. “Taking it like the filthy slut you are. Is this what you wanted? Something filling this greedy p***y?” Viewer's discretion: Rated 21+ (10% plot, 90% smut)Brutal claims. Ruthless men. Absolute, irreversible submission.Enter a world where power is absolute, boundaries are shattered and surrender is the only option. From cold corporate boardrooms, and elite family estates to locked university offices and ancient blood convenants - these Alpha men don't ask for permission, they demand total ownership. Unfiltered passion, intense power dynamics and unapologetic taboo dominance. If you can't hold in the urge... get ready to lose yourself.
He Stole My Underwear and Used My Face in a Fake Video to Destroy Me
The new transfer student, Chloe Parker, claimed she was bound to a dating system. She needed my childhood friend, Noah Carter, to help her complete one inappropriate task after another. If he refused, she said the system would punish her. I warned Noah that Chloe was using him. He only glared at me. "She'll be punished if she fails. Why are you so selfish, Emma Bennett?" I stopped trying to convince him. Then a teacher discovered the sex toy Chloe had brought to class, and Noah pointed straight at me. "It's hers." I became the laughingstock of the entire school. Several boys eventually dragged me into an alley, and I didn't survive that winter. When I opened my eyes again, the toy was rolling past the toe of my shoe.
The Untouchable Heir’s Little Obsession
On the third day after learning I was the adopted heiress, I did something that would shake Aster City high society to its core. I kidnapped my supposed older brother, Soren Ashford. I had the handcuffs, the basement, and the black tape ready. Everyone said the Ashford heir was aloof and elegant, a man as untouchable as ice. Only I knew how close wanting him had driven me to madness. We weren't related by blood, and I was already crossing a line, so I might as well go all the way. The strange part was that he'd been missing for 48 hours, yet my family, who normally made a crisis out of nothing, hadn't called the police. Instead, they kept exchanging knowing looks right in front of me. 'Do they all know?'
Sexcapades of Bloodlines{30 WILD × FILTHY × FORBIDDEN SHORT STORIES}
18+ ONLY — PURE FILTH. DARK. FORBIDDEN. TABOO. NO SOFTCORE. EXPLICIT. RAW. NO MERCY. ☠️⚠️ This book is fucking disgusting. Not “naughty💦.” Not “spicy🌶️.” Disgusting. Thirty raw, unapologetic confessions of people who should never touch each other… and do it anyway. Hard. Brutal. With zero fucking remorse. Stepdads and stepmoms who finally rip the pretense off and claim that forbidden cunt or cock like it was always theirs. Step-siblings who slip into each other’s rooms at night, mouths and hands crawling over every inch they swore they’d never taste… tongues deep in throats, fingers buried, cum swallowing cum while the family sleeps just down the hall. Your father’s best friend staring straight into your eyes while he destroys you on the same sheets your family sleeps on. A distant cousin whose tongue tastes like sin and sweet wine, bending you over and forcing every thick, veiny inch inside until you scream into a pillow and hate how much you need it. Stolen nights. Locked doors. Sheets soaked through. Bruises you have to hide under long sleeves. Desire so filthy it leaves you dripping, ashamed, and crawling back for more punishment. These aren’t fantasies. These are confessions. Dark. Messy. Addictive. The kind of stories that make you hide your screen as you keep reading with one hand shoved down your pants… breath ragged, pretending you’re not soaked and horny. Come ruin yourself. I fucking dare you. ⚠️Enter at your own risk. There’s no coming back clean.