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Lauren Wayne has always carved for the one man she shouldn't-Shane Shepherd, her father's best friend. He was everything she ever wanted-Older, six foot tall, and dangerously sexy. On her 18th birthday, she dared to kiss him only to be met by his rejection and just when she thought she had finally moved on from her crush on him three years later. They meet again but this time around, Shane is now her stepfather, the man she once desired is forbidden in a new tantalizing way and the pull between the two of them is stronger than ever. Back in his world, the sparks she thought had faded sets off but Shane is even more off-limits now, but that only makes him harder to resist. What should have been a high school crush turns into something much more forbidden when Shane stumbles upon Lauren's private diary, filled with 80 pages of her most forbidden fantasies about him, he's drawn into a world of passion he can no longer resist. Each page is pain, pleasure or both as it unravels her deepest desires, and it leads to a kinky pleasure game: to explore every fantasy she's written, no boundaries, no consequences. How much longer can they pretend they don't want each other? How many more stolen glances will it take before they give in? And when they finally do, will it be worth crossing the line risking everything for a taste of the forbidden? ************
Warning: This story contains themes of dark romance and explicit, steamy sex. It's intended for mature readers, 18 and over as it delves into intense passion, taboo romance and crossing boundaries. Note that all of the characters are above 18 and their consent is taken before any of the intense scenes. If you're not into taboo relationships and intense, forbidden desire, this might not be the story for you, read with caution and know that all these are fictional themes.
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They say your first love is unforgettable, but they never tell you what to do when your first love is the one man you can't have.
I was sixteen when I first realized I had feelings for Shane Shepherd. He was my father's best friend, always around at family gatherings. He was older, confident, with a dangerous edge that made my teenage heart race every time he entered the room. I knew it was wrong to think of him that way, to feel my cheeks heat up whenever he looked at me, but I couldn't help it. There was something about him that drew me in, made me feel alive in ways I never knew I could.
For two years, I kept my feelings to myself, hiding the way my pulse quickened whenever he was near. But on my eighteenth birthday, I decided to be bold. Maybe it was the champagne, or maybe it was the way his eyes lingered on me a moment too long that night. Whatever it was, I found myself alone with him, my heart pounding in my chest, courage bubbling up inside me.
I kissed him.
It was a brief, desperate act of defiance against all the reasons why I shouldn't have. For a split second, I thought I felt him kiss me back, but then it was over. His hands gripped my arms and he pushed me away, his eyes dark with something I couldn't quite name. Disgust? Desire? I didn't know.
"This is wrong," he had said, his voice cold and steady, shattering whatever hope had sparked in my chest. "You need to forget this ever happened."
He left me there, standing in the dark, heartbroken and humiliated. I left Braxton City the next day, vowing to forget him, to bury that kiss deep within the recesses of my mind where it couldn't hurt me anymore.
Years passed, and I thought I had succeeded. I had moved on, or so I told myself. But coming back to Braxton City, I realized some feelings never truly go away. And finding out Shane was now my stepfather was like a cruel twist of fate. The man I once wanted so desperately was now tied to me in a way that was even more forbidden than before.
The moment I saw him again, I knew. The sparks hadn't faded; they'd only been lying dormant, waiting to be reignited. Shane Shepherd was more off-limits now than he ever was. But sometimes, the most dangerous temptations are the hardest to resist.
So, this is my story. A story of forbidden love, of crossing lines that were never meant to be crossed. And if you're ready to follow me down this path, I warn you-it's going to be a dark and steamy journey. One you may not be able to put down.
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. .
Kara Martin was known as Miss Perfect. She was a beauty with good personality and successful career. Unfortunately, her life changed at one night. She was accused of adultery, losing her job, and abandoned by her fiance. The arrogant man who slept with her did not want to take responsibility. He even threatened to kill her if they met again. What's worse, Kara was pregnant with twins and she chose to give birth to them. Four and a half years later, Kara returned to work at a large company. As the secretary, she would frequently face their notorious CEO. Kara thought it wouldn't be a problem, but as it turned out ... the CEO was the father of the twins!
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Accused of murder, Sylvia Todd's mother was deemed a traitor by the entire pack, condeming Sylvia to live the rest of her life alone in humiliation as a lowly slave. All she wanted to do was to prove her mother's innocence somehow, but fate never seemed to be on the side of the traitor's daughter. Still, Sylvia never lost hope. As the future lycan king of all werewolves, Rufus Duncan possessed great power and status, but he had an inexplicable reputation for being cruel, bloodthirsty, and ruthless. Unbeknownst to everyone, he had been cursed long ago to transform into a killer monster on every full moon. Even though fate did not always look upon the two, it brought Sylvia and Rufus together as each other's destined mates. Will justice be served for Sylvia's mother? What about Rufus' secret? Can Sylvia and Rufus defy all societal norms and stay together? Will these two unlucky souls have their happy ending?