"You know daddy,if only you'd allow me, you and i could have a lot of fun together." When an overly flirtatious, dirty-mouthed and sexy as hell Bianca, sets her shameless eyes on the f*******n fruit : Her daddy a twisted game of seduction is bound to begin. "What are you doing?" Michael asked, his eyes shifting to the hand sneaking underneath his jeans. "i don't know daddy," Bianca whispered in his ear,her fingers pulling at the waistband of his briefs,"what do you think i'm doing?" "Babygirl stop, we're in a cab for fucksake!" "Don't worry,daddy," Bianca leaned down to his crotch,"this won't take long." A smug smirk arose on her face as her eyes met those of the driver in the rear-view mirror. "Bon appetit." COMPLETED. Check out Book 2- Blatant
"The Devil wants my virginity and for some reason believes that I want him to whisk me off to Hell where we'll marry and I'll pop out his demon babies." ***** "Once you invite him, he'll never leave." "What?" I gave the girls a confused stare. "It's pointing at you!" Scarlette beamed. "So?" I felt worse than a moron. "Don't you get it!" Seraya squealed like that would make me know what she's talking about. "Get what?" "The king of the Underworld, the ruler of Demons, the God of all that's dark and forbidden WANTS YOU, HAS CHOSEN YOU! He is coming tonight and he's going to make you a woman." Virgin by choice, picky, opinionated Reese's life turns upside down when her girlfriends decide to take it upon themselves to save her from dying a virgin after she gives up on boys and dating in general following her first boyfriend cheating on her with her cousin. They trick her into joining a summoning spell. Having made it clear that boys do nothing for her, her besties keen to prove her wrong about sexual gratification being a hoax and her body being doomed to be unresponsive to touch, decide to hook her up with none other than the King of darkness, the Demon King, the king of sex demons- Lord Thiervion. Reese of course doesn't believe that the little play spell they performed in Seraya's basement worked, until a darkly gorgeous man starts invading her dreams, and "his ghost" starts touching her like she's never been touched before, at the most inappropriate times. Reese finds herself stuck with the Devil who will stop at nothing to have her writhing in pleasure beneath him and make her his queen. It gets even crazier from there with Angels on her trail and when she discovers that her whole life has been a lie and she is the universe's best guarded secret. Would you dare love the Devil?
"Is it bad that I can't stop thinking about you, daddy?" Previously named Layla's Seduction and Daddy's Desire Part of The Forbidden Romance Series. *description* When a not so dotting daddy, can't get his 18 year old vixen out of his mind, after he catches her pleasuring herself. This is the second, of three versions, older than the other one I uploaded before. *not for the faint-hearted, if this kind of content offends/disturbs you, please DO NOT READ, thank you, if you love the story however, you can check out my other stories. ;)
She was the bride of the Beast. On her eighteenth birthday, he'd come for her. She was arranged to marry and given to the legendary Son Of The Moon before she was even born. He was entitled to everything that's hers, her heart, mind, soul, her lips, her body and her innocence. But she wasn't his mate and he didn't love her, not even one tiny bit, but he was going to own his virgin bride forever. Her mother had taken something from the Beast, and as punishment, she had to sacrifice her only daughter to him. Blaire, who has never been kissed or had a boyfriend, finds herself stuck in the palace of the King who wants nothing but to destroy her for what her mother did. She has to be in love with him after a year of marriage, or she gets killed. But how can she love a Beast? *what to expect* "You did not let Lucas kiss you, right? Blaire, look at me when I'm talking to you!" Jessica could already imagine his wrath. Without a doubt, she knew he was watching. The Son of The Moon was always watching. Blaire gave her brief side glances, she was too ashamed to look her mother in the eyes. "No, Lucas did not kiss me, mommy, no one has ever kissed me." "Good girl. You know who your lips and innocence are reserved for, right sweetie?" Blaire nodded yet again, her eyes falling to her exposed thighs. "Yes mommy, only my future husband can kiss me, my innocence is reserved for the King of Amborwa."
"Hello to you too daddy," with her signature sultry smile, Bianca slowly untied the belt of her black coat, " I thought I should pop in and say hi." "Shouldn't you be at school?" Michael closed his laptop. "I got sick, Principal Ambrose said I could go home." Bianca unbuttoned the coat. "And what might be afflicting you?" "A case of loneliness," Bianca bit onto her bottom lip and allowed the coat to fall from her shoulders, bringing to sight the black sexy number she had on- matching lace bra and thong, garter belt and thigh highs, "only you can cure." She did a little twirl to appease his inspecting eyes, before strutting over to him. Oh how his babygirl never ceased to amaze him with her brazeness! " Biance....sweet jesus stop!" As always, his words incited, rather than deterred her. "I prefer you not mention the good lord's name," she sat on his lap, her arms locking around his neck, " for what we are about to partake in, is anything but holy." Michael and Bianca's story continues, with even more drama and secrets. contains content not everyone is comfortable with! READ BOOK 1, SHAMELESS(1*+) FIRST, OR THERE WILL BE A LOT OF CONFUSION!
Book two to The Demon King's Virgin Bride. "I can't concentrate in his class, he makes my panties wet and when I look at him, all I can think about is how I want him to eat my pussy like the last meal on earth." Mabel can't quite explain the strangeness taking control of her life, or why she can't stop having deeply erotic daydreams about her unbelievably hot new Physics teacher. Especially during his class. No, getting stuck in a dark closet at a family friend's party with the mysterious, gorgeous god of a man they called Lucius Steed, wasn't the worst thing to ever happen to her. Finding out that her teacher was actually Lucifer himself and that the handsome Devil has claimed her as his since she was nine years old, was. Lucifer has waited eight long years for his human mate, keeping a very watchful eye on her all those years. On Mabel's eighteenth birthday, Lucifer plans to finally mark his mate and make her his for eternity, but there are two problems; Mabel doesn't remember him or the fact that they are mates and she has a boyfriend she is determined to be faithful to. Please read, like, comment and follow. This book is going to be unlike anything you have ever read before.
"I am going to give you exactly what you want little girl." "Yes sir, please." I moaned pleadingly before my mouth was stuffed with his hard, fat dick and I felt my pussy drip. Fuck, dad is going to kill me! /*//*/*/*/// "I really shouldn't be having such dirty thoughts about my father's boss.... but it would help if he didn't walk around the house nearly naked most of the time..." Forty days, one house, one clumsy girl, one wickedly hot Englishman. In which an 19 year old clumsy, socially awkward Megan with body insecurities and a lot of issues, finds herself having to share a house for forty days with her father's boss and his boss is no balding old man with a potbelly and a collection of tacky vintage suits! Collin Nathan Blackwood II is an arrogant, bossy, sexy god of a man who just exudes sex appeal and is known for being ruthless and strict in the boardroom and even more strict in bed. Who ever said being housemates with Mr Blackwood was easy? *extended synopsis inside*
"This is your last warning, PUT ME DOWN!" I snarled, gritting my teeth as I swung my legs vigorously and struck his burly, sturdy back with my fists. My stuggles were in vain, my demented abductor did not wince or release a single tiny groan of pain. "You- you-" I didn't even know his name, so I scrambled for the quickest substitute. "You insane moron-" "The name's Nikon, sweetheart." The smug, lofty bastard interjected calmly as he easily carried me to the bedchamber I had foolishly escaped from, like my weight amounted to that of a rag doll. "Do you have any idea who I am?! When my father's men find you, they are going to decapitate you and rid of your ugly head! Release me right this instant or kiss your pathetic life good-bye!" I threatened sternly. Like a barbarian, the bastard kicked the door open and threw me on the bed. His servants were already stationed by the bed post, ready to cuff me to the custom made headboard. "You're a pig! No, even a pig is above you, you are an insufferable scu-" I didn't react quickly enough, the bastard pinned his lips on mine and as soon as he pulled away, I spat out in disgust and grimaced. "I am going to love you like you've never been loved, no one will ever love you as much as I do. I will be the best husband to you, my love." "There is no way in hell I'm marrying you! You're going to pay for this!" I fought with the cuffs. "Sweetheart, you are never leaving me. Your father might look for you high and low under every stone there is, but he'll never take you away from me. You are MINE Junia, MINE! We are going to be together forever, only death will do us part." Nikon the Dragon king has been obsessed with the beautiful, naive, innocent witch princess Junia, ever since she rejected him when they were children.When Tarlia turns nineteen and is given away in an arranged marriage to the prince of a nearby Kingdom, Nikon snaps and takes her away the night before her wedding and holds her captive in his palace.
"Now wait a fucking second, who are you?! What are you doing in my bed- wait, where am I? How the fuck did I get here?!" I clutched onto the sheet tightly to conceal my nude body from this strange, yet otherworldly handsome man with crisp blue eyes. My mind couldn't process the enormous bundles of confusion as I studied the deluxe, unfamiliar bedroom. Ain't no way in hell is there a place like this in South Chicago. The beautiful, butt-naked stranger seemed just as confused as me. "My love, are you okay? Is anything wrong?" His voice is a velvety smooth caress to the ears and extremely charming, but I still held out my hand defensively when he tried to lean into me and made a startling discovery in the process. What- the- fuck-! "WHAT THE SHIT, I'M WHITE!!" I yelled frantically, yanking off the sheet and staring wild-eyedly at my milk white skin and lean figure. This is not my body, no no no! No! This shit ain't real! "How am I white? How? Whose fucking body is this? Oh Jesus, I am sorry I have never believed in you and made excuses every time I had to go to church with mama, but please Lord, don't let this happen to me! This shit can't be real, it can't!" This better be a dream. "Why are you screaming, Acqueline? I'm beginning to get concerned." "Who the fuck is Acqueline?!" I barked, rolling off the bed like a mad woman and falling on my ass when he inched closer. "Don't touch me! Stop acting like we know each other, we don't! I don't know you! Did we have sex? How did I end up here? Now I'm warning you mister, if you don't tell me how I ended up naked, white and in your bed, I'm fucking calling 911!" "My love." I only blinked once and he was right in front of me, blinked twice and I was on the bed again. How is he doing this! "We have been together for six hundred years, how can you say you don't know me?" ° !!! ♤ !!! ° Extended synopsis inside!