"Haha! Look at that face, you want more, don't you, slut? Beg for it," he growled as he power-fucks her ass into a churning mess of chaotic pleasure. Like a primitive beast! "Yes! Please!" She cried, dropping her ass onto his driving cock as she rose in orgasm, "More! I'm your slut! A deprived whore! I'm your slave! Give me more, Master! Please Master!" He grinned and mauled her sensitive tits. --- After her parents were brutally murdered, Aria was stolen away and groomed to be both a nymphomaniac sex doll and a lethal assassin by a ruthless mafia lord. She has only one goal: revenge. She'll play the submissive puppet. She'll smile, kneel, and obey-until the day she finds the man responsible for their death... and makes him bleed. But everything changes when she finds herself defenseless in the arms of her enemy. No matter how much she fights, hates, or strikes, he won't let her go. And worse... She's not allowed to die. She can scream. She can cry. Hell-she can even beg. But she will always be his. His to own. His to claim. His to Break.
ARIA
"Get away from me, you old creep! Get your filthy hands off me this minute!"
I yelled, as I was held captive by a tall huge man with a scar on his face,who looked like he could be in his 60's, 6ft1in tall ,sliver grey beard with a bald head.
The man simply grinned at me, completely unbothered by my protest.
"But I'm just taking my fucking turn, sexy little thing. When you have a body like that...things like this are going to happen, don't you agree?"
He replied.
"Get the fuck away! I mean it! Back off!"
The man didn't answer, but this time he backhanded me hard, a very hard slap causing my head to hit the wall with a thump.
"If you keep running your mouth like that, I won't have any other choice than force myself on you".
He instructed and then without wasting any more time, he stripped naked.
My blue eyes widened as I glanced down to his groin.
He smirked seeing my reaction.
"Don't be scared. I sure got a big cock, I don't mind showing it off. Now,let's see. Am I gonna have to mess you up? Or you're gonna be a good little bitch?"
I spat at him and huffed.
He smirked.
"Not surprised".
He reached his hand at me, I flinched thinking he wanted to slap me again, but he grabbed the base of my tank top and pulled it up over my head, exposing my DD tits.
"Fuck, you have amazing tits,"he said as he reached out and firmly grasped my tits in the palms of his hands.
I felt my body system changed instantly.
"Let go!"
I snapped.
"Look how soft their warmth filled the palms of my hands. Your tits are more than a handful, filling up my big huge palms. Bigger than average women I have seen.So soft and beautiful."
He murmured into my ears.
"Don't...."
I hissed.
His primitive eyes locked onto my sensitive ones.
"Don't what? Fuck you like the slut you are?"
He asked sternly as one of his hands moved down my torso, and slowly reached under my waistband.
"You are an old creep...old enough to be my grandfather".
I snapped back.
"Haha! That's cruel, I am only sixty-one, so you select only young cocks? However,at the end of this, I bet I can change your mind, you pretty little thing, you are so fucking beautiful."
"You irritate me".
I snapped.
His fingers moved to my nipples.
"Irritate you? Your nips are getting hard just from my rough fingers. You need mature men, not boys with little experience. You can call me daddy."
He sneered.
"Fuck you".
I snapped.
"Haha! Slow down, we are getting to that".
He laughed and placed his mouth over one of my nipples.
I squirmed and looked miserable as he sucked and played with my nips.
He would play with one, and suck the other.
Back and forth, and he was really getting into it.
Rough and wild, like an aggressive animal.
"Nghhhh! Can't you be gentler! Nghhhh!!!"
I moaned, arching my back.
"Big fat peach colored nipples, just how I like it, you are truly made for this...pretty slut".
He murmured and grazed his teeth on my sensitive nipple.
"Ah! That hurts! You fool!"
I cried and bit my lower lip.
I tried to fight by kicking him on the chest,however that annoyed him.
"You are a stubborn one. I guess you leave me no choice,".
His deep bass rumbled.
With a tight frown he raised up off my ass far enough to flip me onto my back and immediately straddle my crouch, restricting my kicking and pinning me to the bed.
"Old creep!"
I spat at him, again.
He slapped me this time, open handed with his right hand to my left cheek forcing my face to the right.
He then slapped my right cheek with his left hand forcing my head to snap to the left.
"I guess that will teach you to respect your elders. Be a nice slut and shut up".
I felt the burning hand prints on both sides of my face.
He reached down to my waist and pulled off my shorts.
"A sweet pale soft fat butt covered with a sexy lace thong. I can't wait to reveal the prize hidden under it".
His voice rumbled.
I felt a s tingling down to my lower abdomen.
Impatiently, he pulled the thong off my slender leg.
"A neatly waxed pale fat cunt with pink swollen lips, and a tiny peach tattoo just above it. I am Impressed.Seems to me like you are more than prepared".
He said and licked his lips delightfully.
Just then the door opened and four men dressed all in black walked inside the room and immediately began to strip in front of me.
"Who are they?"
I asked in surprise.
"They are delicious specimens of the male race. Black,European, Asian and Spaniard."
I blinked.
"Wait...what?"
He ignored me and turned to the four men.
"Gentle men. There are plenty of sex toys in the bag placed at the top of that table. So please indulge yourselves at this bitch's expense. Make sure she suffers. I want all her holes fucked. Other than that, anything goes...and I literally mean ANYTHING."
She's a young widow who lost everything. Her husband, her daughter and her voice due to trauma and grief. He's a billionaire idol and a single father to autistic genius twins. Betrayed by love, he became a sadist and swore never to love again. Hiring a mute nanny for his children was a terrible idea, especially one who reminds him of that certain woman he hates to death. It's just a temporary trial, he told himself. But one night changes everything. When one of his twins has a violent meltdown, she freezes-haunted by memories of her own child she couldn't save. As a sadist, he was supposed to be furious, irritated,even. Instead, he silenced her panic with a desperate, impulsive kiss that shocks them both. A mistake. It has to be! He must fire her. Send her away. But his twins have bonded with her. And the real problem? He doesn't want her to leave either. Not now. Not ever.
"I married you out of pity. Now you have gotten so fat and ugly after childbirth". Her eyes clouded as she scoffed in disbelief. "Victor?" "Let me finish, I have seen women who are in shape after the same childbirth. This divorce is for your own good too. The internet trolls are coming after you." "I don't care what they think! All that matters to me is you. Tell me Victor. Do you also think I am fat and ugly? Unfit to be the first lady by your side?" She asked, tears streaming down her face. ********** Alina believed in Victor's dreams, stood by his side, and supported him even when the world laughed at the idea of an ordinary low class man becoming president. Not even his own family believed he could ever achieve it. But Alina was there, offering her full support. It was a miracle, like magic! Against all odds, Victor won the election. But once he rose to power, he became unrecognizable to Alina. Gone was the man she once loved. In his place stood a ruthless leader who flaunted his affairs, shamed her for her post-pregnancy body, and allowed the world to mock her as The President's Fat, Ugly Wife. Humiliated, heartbroken, and abandoned, Alina, an orphan, had no one but her child to hold onto. Just as she was trying to stay strong, Victor served her divorce papers. On the same day, they lost their child. A day later, he announced his engagement to his secret mistress, revealing that they were expecting a baby together. Alina had to undergo therapy and psychological counseling to heal. Three years later, Victor announced his campaign for a second term. And Alina did the unthinkable, she ran against him. What started as a joke to many turned into the most shocking election in history. No one believed she would win. But she did! The world that once laughed at her now chants her name. And call her, Excellency! Victor realizes too late that he didn't just lose the presidency. He lost the woman who made him president! She was the powerful secret weapon behind his election success. But how?
"You are an old expired woman! You should be thankful I gave you attention. Most women your age are not worth it. You're... what? Forty? Expired!" Ava felt that to her bones. This wasn't just an insult; it was an attack on her very being, her self worth. Expired? ***** Single at 37, Ava was ready to move on from a painful, traumatic past until the four men who sexually harassed her one night were found the next day, good as dead, beaten beyond recognition. A coincidence? Karma? No one knows. But that was only the beginning. A mysterious young man named Kai appears, right on time to rescue her from her abusive relationship. However, Kai isn't just anyone. He's the little boy she once saved. The one who had made her laugh with his innocent promise: "One day, I'll grow up strong and rich. Then, I'll marry you." Ava had laughed and jokingly accepted his marriage proposal. She never thought much of it. It was just a joke from a boy younger than her. A childish promise that will be forgotten, nothing more. So why is he standing before her, claiming to be her husband? After nineteen years! He's all grown up now. Powerful. Wealthy. Unstoppable. Despite their daunting 11-year age gap, Kai will stop at nothing to tear down the walls around her heart and prove he's the only man who will ever love her the way she deserves. Even if she's not ready. Even if she fights it. Even if she resists. He swore he'd have her. And Kai always keeps his promises. She was his savior. Now, she's his obsession.
How do you destroy a man who's already destroyed you? Eleanor was the perfect wife-loyal, selfless, and willing to sacrifice everything for her marriage. She gave up her dreams and career to be a traditional wife. But for her husband,Charles Thompson, it was never enough. He was a serial cheater. A narcissist. A man who shattered her spirit, cost her health, her womb, future of being a mother and the life of her beloved sister. Then left her broken beyond repair. But not anymore. The Eleanor he knew is gone. Another Eleanor is reborn. She's tired of being the victim. Now, she's the hunter. Her mission? To bring Charles to his knees. In this game of secrets, lies, and revenge, Eleanor is ready to take risks she never imagined. She'll break every rule, cross every line, and stop at nothing until justice is served. He ruined her life. Now, it's her turn to ruin his. This isn't just revenge. It's personal. She's not here to forgive, and she's not here to forget. Charles made the mistake of underestimating her. Now, he's about to learn about a woman's rage.
This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk! This is bad! This is really bad! I am about to have an affair with my boss! My legs shook like a convulsion effect and I gasped out loud, my face buried under his chin, catching my breath. "Val..." His voice came again, damn his sexy deep voice ,it's not helping me in any way. My eyes were half closed,I can't even think straight at the moment. When will my life ever be better than this? Getting laid and trashed. How did I get here?! ****** On what should have been her happiest day, Valerie Jumbo was publicly dumped by her fiancé Luke-only to watch him marry her best friend, Kamsy. Betrayed. Humiliated. Heartbroken. Mocked, for her genuine love and blind trust. Valerie realized she had been nothing more than a tool for their pleasure, support, and convenience. Desperate for a fresh start, she agreed to a one-time date with her billionaire Boss, CEO Prince Norman. A sinfully irresistible playboy and every woman's fantasy. But what began as a simple distraction turned into a whirlwind romance as Prince sought more than just her time. He wanted something he had never desired from any woman before. Valerie's heart! Her healing was slow, but her growth stunned everyone, and most importantly, her new love life turned into a fairy tale. From a timid, rejected woman to the queen of the spotlight! Guess who came crawling back to her, begging for another chance? Her Ex Luke! Valerie can only smile and say, "Thank you, Ex." Warning! Adult content included! Enjoy!
"Do you think I will ever walk hand in hand with a girl three times my size? I only dated you because I wanted to know what it feels like, being with a plus size". That statement got her speechless,her heartbreaking so hard it hurts. "Look ,shit happens sometimes". "Tim.... it's... my first time". She sobbed loudly. "Get over it, not like I forced you to give me your virginity,I had to go, clean up the red stains before leaving". He snarled. Beauty's heart pounding, and her tears flow endlessly. He left and slammed the door after him. **** Bullied for being a plus size since her childhood. Beauty Hills had to deal with insecurity ,trauma and depression, most especially self hate. Her name( Beauty) was said to be the exact opposite of her appearance. After many failed toxic relationships, she moved on and got a job in a fashion company. There she had a one sided crush on her terribly handsome and reserved boss,but Who wouldn't! Not every day you get to see a terribly good looking billionaire who isn't arrogant or proud of his looks,a top green flag! Every single beauty queen in the company is head over heels! Beauty knows she got no chance to compete with them It's useless to dream that big! Maybe not...
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."