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*SEX SCENES* *SUSPENSE* What happens when Carrie is offered a dirty contract to get pregnant for a Billionaire but falls in love with him in the process? What happens when she discovers that the Billionaire is a sex addict that can't control his sexual urge? But what if she also realizes she was played all along and was just a requirement for a stupid script? A baby is involved and the Billionaire's dangerous wife is also involved. Can she come out of this alive or will she fight for survival? She's just an innocent sweet waitress at an expensive restaurant with no one to help her...

SEX SCENES MODERATE VIOLENCE What happens when a sexy and cute bodyguard is contracted to protect you after you discover your life is in danger? Nina, a young and beautiful girl seeking to revenge for her mother's death fakes a love relationship with Greg Peterson, the son of a wealthy and dangerous family who murdered her mother. But when Kaden is assigned to protect her, she feels he would ruin her plans with his presence. She hates her new bodyguard who follows her everywhere with all her heart but when he puts her into seven SEX POSITIONS in seven minutes, she takes a drastic turn. What happens when she learns the whole truth about everything and that Kaden isn't really the guy she thought he was? Find out by reading this suspense filled story of love, sex and revenge.

WARNING!!! R18+ This book contains a lot of EROTIC Scenes... What happens when Leah's ex-boyfriend returns to take her on a sexual adventure after she has just found love? The door opened and I turned back and saw the shock of my life. Brian, my ex boyfriend was right in front of me. "What are you doing here?" He chuckled and walked towards me. "I'm back." He muttered and that sent a shiver down my spine. "You can't...." He interrupted with a deep kiss and held my breasts in his hands and I rolled my head back and put it on his shoulder and closed my eyes and let him massage my breasts for a few moments. This was all so sudden but the amazing thing was that all of his movements were slow and deliberate. He wasn't rushing through everything like all the other guys I've been with. It was as if he was...savoring me. After he massaged my breasts for a moment, he started to tease my nipples. He didn't just pinch them, but he softly teased them, getting them really, really hard. I wanted his mouth all over them but we were in a restroom and I needed to get to work, so I knew that would have to wait until next time.

*A LOT OF SEX AND MATURED SCENES* Karen Rodrigo, an innocent and poor waitress gets tricked into working at a sex club. When she learns about a huge secret, she is raped and left for dead. Andrew Silverado, the Billionaire CEO of one of the wealthiest organizations in LA secretly has a sex club where he recruits girls and make them sex slaves. He runs this secret sex club with his family members and they are unstoppable because they have the support of the cops and some influential people in LA. Now Karen is back with an opportunity for revenge on the notorious Silverado family. Will she bring them to justice or will that change when she falls in love with one of the Silverado? A story that will leave your heart yearning for more!!!

Oh no, what was he doing to me? I could barely control myself again and I wanted him at that particular time. "When he slid his cock into her pussy, her joy knew no bounds. She felt her inside receive him with a sweet response. She moaned pleasurably as he started thrusting into her." He continued. And that was it, I lost it at that particular point. I didn't even know when I let out a moan. I tried to stop myself but I couldn't. It was just so embarrassing. He stopped his story and stared at me for a moment. "Do you want my help?" He inquired with a smirk on his face. My eyes widened. He walked towards me and brought his hands close to my thighs, then slid his hands into my panties. ***************** Lisa has been maltreated by her adopted parents and just when she thought it was going to end, she gets sold to the Prince as a sex slave. Prince Richard, a sex addict who couldn't get his mind off Lisa as soon as he saw her. After finding out she was a novice when it came to sex, he goes on a quest to teach her everything that had to do with sex. Starting from sex stories to orgies, he was ready to train her to become a professional sex slave. But when he falls in love with her and tries to get married to her, the truth is spilled and their marriage gets cancelled. Will Lisa be able to find a way back into his heart again especially when there are a lot of enemies in the Palace or will she give up? *Matured Scenes*

I stood up and cleaned my tears. Still covering my breasts with my hands, I walked out of the court while all the guards stared at me. I had never been so embarrassed in my entire life. I located Blake's room in no time and found him on the bed with only boxers and a singlet. "What are you doing here?" He asked, emotionless like he didn't care about what just happened. Closing the door gently behind him, I muttered. "I'm here to satisfy you." He came down from the bed and walked towards me. "I like it rough and I don't want to injure you." He told me. I was willing to do anything to appreciate him for saving me from those blatant stupid kings. "Use me as you wish, master." When Hailey's parent dies in a car accident, her friend brings her to the werewolf pack where she didn't expect to get into the famous Werewolf Academy because she's just a human with no powers. Once Hailey makes the mistake of agreeing to be the Cursed Alpha's mate, her life takes a drastic turn and she becomes a slave to the Werewolves. The Werewolves have hated the humans for a very long time and Hailey becoming a slave to them only made things worse. But things aren't meant to last for long!!! When Blake, the Cursed Alpha falls in love with Hailey, he is set to save her but could he do that with evil and more powerful wolves in their presence? Could he save her or will she be the one to save him? A story of betrayal, passion, romance, revenge and love triangles. Please note: This book is extremely rated and it has a lot of matured scenes.

For Jayda, love didn't mean anything but when she accidentally meets her ex-husband in New York, her opinion seem to change. Jayda Rogers, CEO of a publishing company becomes devasted when she finds out that her car was stolen. After meeting a stranger who directs her to Henry, the leader of a syndicate who turned out to be her ex-husband. Henry decides to help her find her car but not without telling her the truth and a deep secret. "Ex-wife, we have a child together!"

When Karen gets convinced by her therapist to accept the contact of pretending to be Brody Taylor's girlfriend, she doesn't expect the worse to happen. Her life gets miserable when Brody's rich and arrogant family visits them. When Brody's mom secretly prepare a wedding for him to get married to Karen, secrets are revealed and a bummer happens. It was just a contract, she wasn't meant to marry him. This was not part of the deal. Will Brody and Karen truly fall in love despite the presence?

What happens when two sexually-active people stay in the same apartment? Leah, a young lady who stayed with Tony, her male best friend lives a life of pretence. Her secret becomes exposed after a one night stand with Gabriel, a billionaire. She decides to work for Gabriel and take care of his sick father but he wants more than that. He wants her! When Leah realizes that he's a cheat, she doesn't give into his desires. Events take turns and secrets are exposed. What happens when Leah's ex boyfriend comes back? Will she give into Gabriel's sexual desires to deceive her ex boyfriend? Find out by reading this novel.

When a group of human-teenagers survive the pandemic that wiped out Mars, they're stuck in Earth with no way of going back to their planet. Zoe Kentwood, the daughter of a cursed woman seeks to find solutions to their questions when they discover that they are not alone on Earth but are surrounded by monsters. When Zoe decides to help her people and falls in love with one of the monsters, will their plans to go back to Mars shatter? Will Zoe's infatuation for the alien cause war amongst themselves? A stranger is on their side, will he help them or lead them to their doom. END OF THE WORLD A story of betrayal, love and action.

When Lisa Montes gets to work with Alex Taylor, one of America's richest billionaire, she doesn't know the trouble she has placed herself. She's stuck in a love triangle between two men, Alex and James, she has to make a choice but regardless of that choice, none of the men is ready to let her go, she has to survive and find out who truly loves her. Find out what happens next by reading this story.

My wedding to Ethan Reed was just weeks away. After seven years, I was certain of our perfect future. Then, Ethan claimed "selective amnesia" from a head injury, forgetting only me. I tried to make him remember, until I overheard his video call. "Total genius move," he boasted to friends. His amnesia was a fake "hall pass" to pursue influencer Chloe Vance before our wedding. Heartbroken, I feigned belief. I endured his open flirting with Chloe and their taunting selfies. He mocked my distress, prioritizing Chloe's fake emergency. After an accident he caused, he abandoned me, injured, choosing to send Chloe to the hospital first. He even tried to cut me off financially. How could my fiancé be this cruel, calculating monster? His betrayal poisoned every memory. I felt like a fool for trusting such boundless cruelty. His audacity left me reeling. But I wouldn’t be his victim. Instead of breaking, a cold plan formed. I would shed my identity, become Olivia Carter. I would disappear, leaving him, my past, and his engagement ring behind forever, claiming my freedom.

I was four months pregnant, a photographer excited for our future, attending a sophisticated baby brunch. Then I saw him, my husband Michael, with another woman, and a newborn introduced as "his son." My world shattered as a torrent of betrayal washed over me, magnified by Michael's dismissive claim I was "just being emotional." His mistress, Serena, taunted me, revealing Michael had discussed my pregnancy complications with her, then slapped me, causing a terrifying cramp. Michael sided with her, publicly shaming me, demanding I leave "their" party, as a society blog already paraded them as a "picture-perfect family." He fully expected me to return, to accept his double life, telling his friends I was "dramatic" but would "always come back." The audacity, the calculated cruelty of his deception, and Serena's chilling malice, fueled a cold, hard rage I barely recognized. How could I have been so blind, so trusting of the man who gaslighted me for months while building a second family? But on the plush carpet of that lawyer's office, as he turned his back on me, a new, unbreakable resolve solidified. They thought I was broken, disposable, easily manipulated – a "reasonable" wife who would accept a sham separation. They had no idea my calm acceptance was not surrender; it was strategy, a quiet promise to dismantle everything he held dear. I would not be handled; I would not understand; I would end this, and make sure their perfect family charade crumbled into dust.

My life with Ethan Hayes was a true New York fairytale. He was devastatingly handsome, a brilliant tech CEO, and our engagement was the stuff of lifestyle blogs and glittering society columns. I poured my heart into our eight years together, building a perfect future, a "Golden Couple" image people envied. Until I found the texts: "Can't wait until she's out of the picture for good. You promised." And then the photos, the eggplant emoji, the casual cruelty of a Cartier bracelet – "one-of-a-kind," he'd said – glinting on *her* wrist, identical to mine. Chloe Vance, an old college acquaintance, was his secret "escape," his "excitement." Not just a fling, but a long-term, calculated betrayal. He lavished gifts on me, charming me even as he publicly defended her, dismissing my concerns. He even gave his pregnant mistress his family heirloom, the one he swore was meant only for me. My birthday ended with him ditching me for her manufactured crisis, only for me to receive a photo of Chloe's pregnancy report. Eight years. A lifetime of promises. All built on his lies. How could someone be so utterly, flawlessly deceptive? My love for him turned to ice, replaced by a searing ache of betrayal and a cold, quiet rage. I wouldn't cry. I wouldn't scream. I pressed call on Liam Walker's name, a man from a past I’d left behind, and uttered four words that would change everything: "Marry me, Liam." It was time for a reckoning. And I knew just how to deliver it.

My life with Ethan Cole, the charismatic tech CEO, was perfect. I was his beloved wife, carrying our first child, convinced I was the center of his universe. But when my father fell ill, Ethan disappeared from my life, only to reappear in a crushing photo: his arm intimately around my successful cousin, Olivia Hayes. My world shattered. The betrayal ran deeper than I could have imagined. I discovered I was merely a meticulously chosen stand-in, a grotesque copy of Olivia, the woman he truly loved. He even desired our child to have *her* features, a living link to his obsession. Every tender gesture, every shared dream, was a calculated lie, meaning my marriage, my love, and my pregnancy were all built on his monstrous deceit. A cold rage blossomed within me; how could I have been so blind? He believed he owned me, that I would never leave, especially with a baby on the way, confident I was a compliant fool. He was terribly wrong. I would not be his vessel, his substitute. When he least expected it, while he was still flaunting his obsession, I quietly underwent an abortion. Then, using his arrogance against him, I meticulously orchestrated my escape, securing my divorce and vanishing without a trace. He thought he was playing me; I showed him exactly who was being played, leaving him a devastating truth about his own making.

I returned to Arizona after four years, happily engaged and hoping to invite my guardian, Marcus, to my wedding. But I found a nightmare: Marcus was engaged to Chloe Davenport, my high school bully. He instantly dismissed my wedding news as a “lie,” blindly favoring Chloe as she systematically tormented me. He allowed her to frame me, forced apologies, and let her steal my cherished artwork. When I reported it, he quashed the police investigation, accusing me of “causing trouble” and confining me. His cruel disregard and blind favoritism was a profound betrayal. Overwhelmed by injustice, I resolved to cut all ties. I repaid every cent he'd spent, leaving a note: “The debt is repaid. I'm gone.” As I flew to Florence, Marcus’s delusion crumbled. He raced across continents, frantic to stop my Tuscan wedding. He burst in, desperate and tearful, only to find me radiant. Calmly, I revealed the three times I nearly died, alone and abandoned, after he sent me away – each time, my calls unanswered. My unwavering happiness with David, and the cold truth of his neglect, utterly shattered him.

*Warning* This book contains explicit content and it's rated 18+. They can be read as standalone as they are all age-gap romances. Hope y'all are ready for a pleasant ride. xoxo. "Oh, please, sir. Please, fuck me!" I screamed in delirium. The heat from him disappeared for a moment, and I was sad and scared. Where did he go? What had I done wrong now? But he returned, sheathed and ready to plunge into me. "Oh, thank God," I said breathlessly. He chuckled a little; slowly he slid in, adjusting me on the sink, aligning me to his dick. Each thrust sent me further into a manic need to come. Perhaps I was screaming, because his hand covered my mouth. For a brief moment, I was frightened. I was panting so hard it blocked my need to breathe, but then his voice was in my ear. "Come for me, bluebird."

My life was perfect: a star quarterback, engaged to my high school sweetheart, Chloe, and surrounded by a loving adoptive family who always put me first. Then Liam appeared, claiming to be my long-lost biological half-brother, weaving tragic tales that instantly captivated everyone around me. One by one, my adoptive mother, my three stepsisters, and even Chloe, chose him, abandoning me completely when a flash flood swept me away, leading to my brutal kidnapping and torture, which they dismissed as my own fault. Liam stole my dreams, my scholarship, and then my last chance to play football, while my family celebrated him as their new hero, claiming I was "not up to it." The ultimate betrayal came when he brazenly wore my jacket and used a precious, deeply personal memento, meant for the child Chloe had lied about losing, as a dog toy. How could everyone I loved turn their backs so easily, believing every lie from a stranger while my entire life shattered around me? With nothing left but the raw ache of their indifference, I walked out of that house and that town forever, determined to find a new life, far from the shadows of my past and the people who destroyed me.

"Maya, we need to talk about the Nova Fellowship." Ethan’s voice was smooth, but his eyes held a look I knew well before he asked for something big. The final interviews for my dream fellowship were just next week. He sighed, running a hand through his perfect brown hair, then dropped the bombshell: Chloe, the Harrisons’ "lost" daughter, suddenly wanted to apply. I stared, my heart pounding, realizing the application deadline had passed months ago, and Chloe knew nothing of astrophysics. He quickly explained they were making an exception for Chloe due to "hardship," courtesy of the Harrisons’ pulled strings. A cold feeling started in my stomach when he gently suggested I withdraw my application for "family goodwill." He squeezed my hands, urging me to "give Chloe a fair shot" because she was "fragile." I pulled my hands away, reminding him this fellowship was my entire future. He insisted I’d find other opportunities, painting my sacrifice as a "gesture for family." His words felt like cotton, trying to smother the fire of my lifelong dream. He believed this was reasonable, that I should sacrifice everything for a girl he barely knew, who had appeared out of nowhere. My carefully built world, with Ethan at its center, felt like it was tilting, as I realized I was just in the way. Then, he left me stranded in a furious Nor’easter, sick and alone, rushing off to comfort Chloe’s "panic attack." Weeks later, the Harrisons, with Ethan’s complicity, publicly branded me a plagiarist, expelled me from Blackwood, and stole my groundbreaking dark matter algorithm. I saw Chloe presenting my life’s work as her own, celebrated as a "rising star." My reputation was in ruins, my academic dreams destroyed, my love for Ethan shattered into a million pieces. How could Ethan, the man I loved, betray me for an imposter, and why did the family treat me as expendable after years of devotion? Publicly shamed, injured in an angry crowd, I truly hit rock bottom, lying feverish and abandoned in a hospital bed. Just as despair threatened to consume me, I remembered the private investigator’s card, tucked away in my wallet, leading to the biological family I thought were dead. That night, lying shattered and alone, I reached for my phone, found the investigator’s number, and made the call to choose myself and reclaim my life.

My sister-in-law was pregnant. She said that in our village, giving birth was just a matter of spreading your legs and pushing. But I was worried and insisted that she go for a check-up. It turned out that she had a high-risk pregnancy and needed a C-section to save her and the baby's lives. My nephew was born weak and sickly, and every time he got sick, my sister-in-law would blame me for making her go to the hospital and causing him to be born prematurely and injured. He grew to hate me and eventually killed me by poisoning my water. When I woke up, I was back at home and asked for my opinion on the matter. This time, I won't interfere. I want to see what kind of thing she can give birth to.

My Hamptons dream life with Ethan, my rising star finance husband, shattered when masked men invaded our home, leaving me pregnant and terrified. A month later, my husband’s “fragile” childhood friend, Izzy Vance, suddenly announced her own pregnancy, suspiciously close in timing. Then came Ethan’s devastating public lie: he claimed Izzy’s baby was his, letting the world believe my child was conceived during the home invasion. My “ordeal baby” became tabloid fodder, and my world imploded. The man I loved had thrown me to the wolves, prioritizing Izzy’s fabricated image above my real trauma. He dismissed my pain, my forced abortion, and even my head injury, leaving me bleeding on the street while he rushed to Izzy’s side after a staged accident. He forced me to donate blood even after my own procedure, and used my public humiliation at a gala to solidify his own hero narrative. Every interaction became a new cut, cementing my role as the villain in his carefully crafted play. How could Ethan be so unbelievably blind? So utterly complicit in my destruction? The man who promised to protect me had become my greatest betrayer, leaving me broken, grieving, and utterly alone. But his unwavering faith in Izzy's insidious lies, culminating in her fake accusation of me attacking a pregnant woman, didn't break me. It ignited a cold, steel resolve. They wanted a lavish baby shower? Oh, I’d bring a gift – a secret that would not only expose their entire charade but detonate their perfect world, ensuring a spectacular downfall for all involved. It was time for my quiet, lethal revenge.