Nina's darkest fantasies are written across the pages of her hidden diary, a collection of desires most wouldn't dare to speak aloud. But one stands above all the others- her fetish with being impregnated. She dreams of the moment a real man will claim her fully, pushing deep inside her and flooding her womb with his seed. The thought of her body swelling with life, her belly growing rounder with every passing day, drives her to the edge. It's not just one fantasy; she had many scribbled down- her ultimate cravings, ones she's desperate to make a reality.
Nina
The thought of getting pregnant had always been the surface of my deepest desires-dark, raw, and unrelenting. Seeing women with swollen bellies, their bodies transformed by passion and creation, sent heat rippling through me. I knew exactly what they did to be in that state, and the idea always made my breath hitch and my body ache.
It started when I was 21, a craving I had to suppress through years of university and endless work shifts. But even as life piled responsibilities onto my shoulders, that need never left. It clung to me, lurking in the corners of my mind. Nine years later, despite my chaotic schedule, that fantasy only grew more vivid.
Late at night, I'd come home exhausted but restless, slipping beneath my sheets with sinful thoughts swirling in my head. I'd imagine strong hands gripping my hips, my body sweaty and my inside filled to the brim, swollen with the proof of desire. The pulse between my legs became impossible to ignore until I found release, panting in the dark.
My family only called when they needed money. I was alone-always alone. Maybe that was why these fantasies consumed me. The idea of having a baby, someone who would be mine and love me unconditionally, was amazing. And the thought of getting there, of the act itself, made my body burn.
My best friend once suggested surrogacy. "You get the baby without the mess," she said with a laugh. But I wanted the mess-the sweat, the gasps, the primal connection. I wasn't built to carry a child for someone else and then walk away. That wasn't me.
At 34, time wasn't on my side. Closer to menopause than my twenties, I wondered if I'd ever fulfill this dark, beautiful dream.
I worked two jobs to keep myself busy, one at a small café and the other at an elderly women's care home. The shifts barely overlapped, and I had just enough time to catch my breath between them. At the care home, I assisted the elderly with bathing, dressing, and ensuring they took their medications. I rarely spoke to my coworkers, preferring to focus on my tasks instead.
Today, I was scrubbing a small handkerchief, Mary, the kind-hearted woman I cared for, had just vomited on when a conversation among the other girls grabbed my attention. I paused mid-scrub, as though standing still might help me catch every word without missing a beat.
"Girls, do you remember that website I mentioned last week?" asked a blonde woman, a wide grin stretching across her face.
"Website? You mean that one?" another girl said, putting deliberate emphasis on the words.
The three women locked eyes, sharing a silent understanding, as if they were communicating through some secret code.
"Yes. That one," the blonde confirmed, leaning against the wall with a contented sigh.
"You said you'd tell us about your experience, right? What happened? Did it go well or...?" Another inquired dropping her broom and inching closer.
"Oh, it worked", the blonde said with a dreamy smile. "They ask all these questions to figure out exactly what you're into-bondage, threesomes, whatever you want. You fill out the form, describe what gets you going, and boom! They find a match. He showed up the next day"
"No!" one of the girls gasped, eyes wide.
"Yes! And let me tell you, he knew exactly how to make a woman feel good. I'm talking hours of hot, mind-blowing sex. Best experience I've ever had"
"Wow," a brunette whispered, completely enthralled. "what's the name of that website?"
By the time the blonde finished her story, she was practically glowing, sitting on the floor with a goofy smile.
I stood there, heart racing, pretending to focus on the handkerchief. But the truth was, I couldn't stop thinking about what she just said. A website that could match you with someone who knew how to fulfill your deepest desires?
"Name is ***. Just search it up, girlies, and you'll get it," The blonde girl said, and I fought the urge to pull out my phone and search the website right now.
James' wife asked for a divorce, but not before revealing that his little daughter was not his biological child. Later, he was sent to prison, and upon his release, he was no longer the cowardly, poor, disgraceful man he had once been. He divorced his ex-wife that day and the next day, he was shown on TV as the richest billionaire in the world.
Irina did everything and anything to earn her husband's love but it only turned out that her husband loved someone else. The next day after their wedding anniversary which wasn't celebrated, they signed divorce papers, parting for good. Six Years Later~ "Rina, please let's get back together" Her Ex-husband Aaron spoke softly. "Too bad, I'm already engaged!"
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Veronica is an eighteen-year-old omega who falls into an emotional breakdown when her Mate, who was soon to be the Alpha of the Sun crest pack, turns against her, hurls hurtful words at her, and rejects her on the night of the full moon festival because he and everyone in the pack, including her, thinks she is an omega. As if the pain of rejection, helplessness, and worthlessness wasn't enough, she lost her best and only friend to the cold hands of death when rogue wolves attacked their pack. Right in the presence of her mate, she was tagged as someone who always attracted problems and calamities anywhere she went and he turned a blind eye and watched as she was banished from the pack. With hatred for her life, she runs deep into the woods that were off-limits and jumps off to end her life, but in a turn of events, something else happens. What would her mate do when he finds out that Veronica is not who he thinks she is? Will she be able to forgive him? What fate lies ahead for them?
Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!