Abigail

What happens when the person you are about to have s*x with is not your boyfriend but your boyfriend's twin brother!? ------ Kacie Miller is a nineteen-year-old who has been dating Caden Iverson for three years. Their relationship has been one without any sexual activity because of a traumatic situation they both experienced the first time they tried it three years ago. Years have passed, and Kacie has completely forgotten about it and wants to try intimacy again, but Caden still remains disturbed, giving excuses whenever Kacie brings up sexual intimacy in a conversation. Determined and full of confidence, Kacie plans a day for both of them to be intimate, but Caden gives another excuse over the phone. Angry and annoyed, Kacie switches off her phone. But suddenly, Caden shows up, and Kacie finally continues her plan of being intimate with him, and just when his length is about to be buried deep inside her, a shocking statement comes out of Caden’s mouth. “I’m not Caden, sweetheart. I’m Caden’s twin brother…” “Chase” What will Kacie do? Push Chase off her body and remain unsatisfied? Or proceed with being intimate with Chase and cheat on Caden? As their tale progresses, with the new arrival of Chase, who looks exactly like the one Kacie has always loved–Caden, her heart ignites as feelings for Chase Begin to emerge. Clearly, she can't have them both to herself... Or can she? ______________ Daily Updates! Content Warning: Mature and possible triggering content from the very first chapter.

I looked at her amused. I got up from my seat and stood infront of her. Not too close, not yet. ''You imagine too much Ms. Vitale. I can assure you that I'm not plotting anything, although I did plan something different". I whispered the last part. ''W-what?'' She asked looking confused. Cute. ''I'm sorry for what happened that day. You are right, I shouldn't have kissed you without your consent.'' I said taking a step forward. ''You are sorry?'' She asked looking surprised. I chuckled. ''Yes'' I said taking another step. She leaned back slightly, it's almost unnoticeable, but didn't move from her place. Trying to look brave huh? ''T-Then why are you doing all this?'' She asked in low voice. I took one last step. We are finally too close. I can feel the heat radiating from her body. I started trailing my fingers from her arm to collarbone, she shuddered and goosebumps erupted on her skin. I leaned down, brushing her earlobe with my lips, making her breath uneven. ''Are you in a relationship Ms. Vitale?'' ''N-No'' Her words came out in a whisper. ''Good.''

Alison Wright's eyes flickered open, and she winced from the strange pain radiating throughout her body. This wasn't a dream. She groggily took in her surroundings – a luxurious hotel suite bathed in soft morning light. Her gaze darted to the floor where her clothes lay crumpled and abandoned. Sh*t. She was f*ck*d last night. Literally. "God d*mn it," she muttered under her breath. Clutching her throbbing head, Alison tried to piece together the events that led to this less-than-ideal morning after. Flashbacks of her part-time job at an underground club played in her mind. She remembered being responsible for selling wine to customers, and one particularly annoying old creep who wouldn't stop pestering her. "Come on, sweetheart, just one drink," he had insisted, his greasy smile making her stomach turn. "Fine, but you're paying for it," she snapped. After downing the tainted glass of wine, her gut told her something was off. She hastily made her escape, stumbling out of the elevator and into the first empty room she found. And then...nothing. Her memory fractured like shattered glass.

▷Important note: The story is not finished and has not been updated for some time. “I, Logan Carter, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Emma Parker of the Crescent Moon Pack.” I could feel my heart breaking. Leon was howling inside me, and I could feel his pain. She was looking right at me, and I could see the pain in her eyes, but she refused to show it. Most wolves fall to their knees from pain. I wanted to fall to my knees and claw at my chest. But she didn’t. She was standing there with her head held high. She took a deep breath and closed her wonderful eyes. “I, Emma Parker of the Crescent Moon Pack, accept your rejection.” When Emma turns 18, she is surprised that her mate is the Alpha of her pack. But her happiness about finding her mate didn't last long. Her mate rejected her for a stronger she-wolf. That she-wolf hates Emma and wants to get rid of her, but that isn't the only thing Emma has to deal with. Emma finds out that she is not an ordinary wolf and that there are people who want to use her. They are dangerous. They will do everything to get what they want. What will Emma do? Will her mate regret rejecting her? Will her mate save her from the people around them?

It all started with a kiss during the game of spin the bottle. * When Stephanie Valentine - a wallflower who only focuses on getting good grades for college - goes to her first high school party in senior year, she hopes nothing crazy happens. Imagine the horror when she somehow ends up in the same room with Christopher Hayes, the most wanted guy in school who just happens to be a Playboy and a game of 'spin the bottle' is played. When Christopher spins the bottle, it shockingly points at her. They kiss and that's all it takes for her senior year to take a wild turn.

She’s ‘the’ good girl. She likes to read and stay indoors. One thing she’s good at is staying away from trouble and attractive men that reeks of trouble and hotness. Until him… Ariel Peterson always believed in the world and how she wanted to change the world by going to Nun School and becoming a Nun. But after her best friend stole her innocence and she was cast out by the church, Ariel’s Parents despise her and they blame her for losing their positions in the church. She hates her life, the world, and that includes men. Her family relocating to New York was supposed to be a fresh start for Ariel. With the past behind her, Ariel is ready to face the world even if she has to constantly wear a fake smile. The last thing she expects is Gray Carter, the mysterious and notorious billionaire to barge into her life without warning. He’s her opposite and Ariel hates the fact that he pisses her off and at the same time makes her feel things she’s never felt before with just his dirty, sweet words. But what happens when Gray Carter wants the one thing he shouldn’t want? He’s staked his claim and he’s not walking out of her life anytime soon.

"You must be crazy woman. This is my house. You are my wife. You do whatever I ordered you to do" His hold on my arms went deep like a peircing needle. Even at the situation I was in, I didn't back out. "You married me as a wife not as a slave. I'm not going to succumb to your demands" I seethe. "Oh is that so? Then I will show you who is the master here" It happened so fast. I found my body being pushed to the nearest wall with his lips hot on mine. ~~ He wants her the very first time he set his eyes on her. He wants to claim her as his. When he set his eyes on something, he gets it by hook or by crook. He's Antonio Di Salvatore, a reputable business man in the eyes of people and a dangerous mafia boss in the underworld. She's the daughter of the most influential business analyst in the country with the blood of business. A spitfire but a lovely woman. She hates him yet she fears him. A man that is consumed with obsession and a woman that is engulfed with hatred.

A San Francisco boy. Double world champion. Famous bad boy. Adrenaline junky. And my brother's best friend. He seeks to control his guilt. I like the feeling of chaos inside. He hurt me. I hate him ... but love and hate sometimes are indistinguishable. Damion Grimm lives by the rules. HIS rules. Rules he never ever breaks. Fast bikes, fast brunets, fast life. That's how he copes. He doesn't do relationships. Especially not with his best friend's little BLONDE virgin sister. I'm not his type. But when my family's past comes back to haunt me, I learn that things are not always as they appear. Sometimes monsters like to hide. Sometimes bad boys can have wings. Sometimes hate can be love. Sometimes control can be lost. Sometimes s*x can create miracle beans. But most importantly - I've learned that you can always make new rules.

Zack Lamont was the little secret inside Irryn's young heart... How could Irryn get the attention of this stepbrother of hers, whom she cherished a lot, when while she was busy loving him, he was treating her terribly with cruelty and pushing her away from him? Irryn's busy loving Zack while the said beloved stepbrother was busy being ruthless and being the black sheep of their family. He never treated her like a sister of his. He never wanted her to be part of his family. He had always seen her as trash who just suddenly came into their lives to ruin his thoughts, his heart, and his mind...

"You and I are getting married." Goldie, disguised as Octavia, attended Salvatore DeMarco's lavish party for a night of pure fun, but when the ripping of her dress leads her into Salvatore's arms, she least expects his audacious proposal: marriage for protection. Salvatore's infatuation with Goldie soon turns to obsession, causing her hidden secrets to unravel their fragile alliance and bind her to a fate she fears. Can Salvatore defy the odds and forge a future with her, or will the shadows of their pasts tear them apart forever?

"I am bound to punish you for breaking the rules," he said as he started undoing his tie. I swallowed, the thought of being punished by him terrified and excited me at the same time. I needed this. The heat pooled between my legs as I watched him undo his tie with one hand and his belt in the other. It was hot. He grabbed me by the neck, bending me over the table with my face down on the surface and my *ss high up in the air. He caressed my soft flesh with his palm. "Count," he ordered, My brows furrowed in confusion, the haze of lust so heavy in my head that my brain failed to grasp his words. The first slap landed on my *ss cheeks and I cried out. "Count," he barked. I whimpered but I nodded my head to his request. "One," I counted as the first slap came on my behind. I kept counting as he delivered blows to my now red *ss. "Good girl," he murmured as he rubbed them gently, to take away the ache. I was moist and he could sense it. Dipping his finger into my p*ssy, he confirmed how wet I was for him. "Hmm," he hummed, embarrassment slammed into me with enough force. I barely knew this man and here I was letting him possess me. I liked it. I licked my lips in anticipation of what he wished to do, his lips touched the nape of my neck and I jumped. He licked the juncture of my neck, and the pulsating nerves there responded to his touch. "You taste so sweet," he murmured as he kissed his way down my neck. "T...thank you," I managed to get out. "Let me make you mine," he says,

Rosalinda, a mafia princess, is introduced to her sister’s fiancé, only to discover that he is the devilishly hot mafia boss she met the night before. Though she vows to resist her forbidden desires for him, his irresistible charm and heated stares make it impossible. Falling for her brother-in-law feels so wrong, yet the way he touches her, like no one else, feels just right. “I’ll make you mine, you s*xy damsel. No one else can have you,” he whispers, making her wet.

"From now on, you're my fiancée, and my fiancée should live with me. Don't talk, don't ask questions. Just obey," he spoke. "When you come to the mansion tomorrow, I'll expect to see you in your casual clothes and with your suitcases." -- When Jimena, a young single mother with a dark past and a violent ex she's desperate to forget, crosses paths with Alessio Fanucci, a dangerous mafia heir, her world is turned upside down. All she wanted was to get by working as a maid at the Fanucci mansion and to keep her distance from the three infamous Fanucci brothers as much as possible. Things take a turn when the oldest brother and heir, Alessio, breaks off his arranged engagement with his ex and urgently needs a new one. Alessio, cold, ruthless, dominant, and not someone anyone talks back to, sees the quiet Jimena as nothing more than his pawn. Meanwhile, she sees Alessio as nothing more than another monster she needs to escape. As they spend more time together, the lines between fake and reality begin to blur, and they discover they have more in common than they initially thought. Tensions rise when Jimena's ex returns, threatening her new comfortable life and the secrets she’s been withholding. He is out for revenge and is determined to go to any length for it, even if that means forming an alliance with the Fanuccis' enemy, who happens to be the family of Alessio’s ex. With a war, untold truths, and feelings at stake, will Jimena’s newly formed bonds keep standing, or will everything around her crumble?