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"I can't do that," he says softly, staring absentmindedly in the whiskey glass, "I'm the Alpha." "So?" "So, I'm not supposed to be this.... submissive," he spits, eyebrow creasing as if the whiskey glass is a rotten tomato. "Come here." Kamil instructs gently, watching the turmoil in the way he grinds his teeth, bites his lips but when he raised his head and their eyes meet, the hesitation fades. Dropping into his arms, Kamil strokes his hair slowly at first, curls as wispy as flowers. Suddenly, he grabs onto them roughly tilting his head towards him, trailing a finger down his throat to a nipple. And when a whimper falls from the Alpha's lips, Kamil growls and bites his ear, leaving a mark so red fire pales in comparison. "Out there, you're the Alpha. But in here with me, you're mine. You are my good boy." ********** Full description titled Making the Alpha Submit blurb ******** WARNING: mature scenes between two men involving light kink & submission . If a chapter labelled M isn't your kind of thing, do pass on to the next (or scroll rapidly to the end of the M chapter) ***************** Contact me: Instagram @ameliacovet Twitter: @ameliacovet

“You want me to study, Tutor? Simple. Score a goal on me. If you miss, you leave and keep your mouth shut.” Roxy Brooks is the smartest student at Kingston Academy, a school for the ultra-rich. She isn’t there to make friends or find love. She is on a strict scholarship, working hard to save her family from heavy debt. Jaxon Montgomery is the school’s golden boy—the rich, wild captain of the hockey team who is about to ruin his own future. He is failing his classes, and his coach gives him a final warning: get a tutor, or get kicked off the team. Roxy needs the high-paying tutoring job, but Jaxon doesn’t want her help. To scare her off, he locks her on the cold, empty ice rink. He tells her she has to score a goal against him to make him study. She fails completely. But instead of letting her quit, Jaxon is excited by how she refuses to back down. So, he offers her a new, dangerous deal. Every time she fails to score a goal, she has to pretend to be his girlfriend to trick the school board and keep his strict family off his back. In return, he will let her tutor him so she can keep her paycheck. But as their fake public kisses start to feel very real, the game changes. They are supposed to be acting, but behind closed doors, things are getting fast, intense, and deeply personal. Roxy wanted to save her future—but she might just lose her heart to a rich jock who plays dirty on and off the ice.

After being reborn as the Saintess in the world of the R-18 game, The Holy Maiden’s Brutal End, a silver-haired, red-eyed girl raises the flag of rebellion to escape her tragic fate and achieve a happy ending that never existed “I, Luo Li, will never surrender!”

At my daughter Chloe's welcome party, my husband Griffin's "best friend," Rachel, publicly humiliated me. "Hey, Willow. I hear having a baby makes women lose their edge—in the bedroom and the boardroom," Rachel said, raising her glass with a smirk. "Griffin, you better find a woman who can keep up. A real man needs someone who can dominate in the boardroom and the bedroom." Griffin gave her a playful glare. "That's enough out of you, Rach." Then he turned to me with a casual shrug. "That's just Rachel. Total tomboy, you know? We grew up together. She has no filter." Rachel tossed her hair, her lips forming a pout. "Oh, lighten up, Willow. Don't be so sensitive. Honestly, I'm a little jealous." "I mean, look at me. Just closed that massive Miami deal. I was up all night with the client... and I mean all night. I just wonder who'll be lucky enough to tame me someday." She shot Griffin a sultry look, winking. "You've had a little taste before, haven't you?" The room fell silent. Every eye darted toward me, alight with barely concealed curiosity. I smiled, set down my champagne flute, and met Rachel's gaze with feigned concern. "That's funny. Because I recall cleaning up your mess on that Miami deal. I don't remember you being quite so...'capable.' Or were you too busy on your back 'entertaining' clients to notice?"

there was a urban legend going around the town about a demon Mistress on the beach to everyone else that was scary but to Bing Ting it was fascinating that is what led to this Tale.

He was too old to want her. “But she was too young to stop him.” “Submit to Lust” is a provocative collection of erotic short stories that explore the irresistible thrill of falling for older, more powerful men—men who should know better, and girls who can’t help but want them. Each tale is a glimpse into age-gap seduction, where the rules don’t matter, experience dominates innocence, and every kiss is a warning like fire. These men don’t ask for permission—they take what they want. And the girls? They want to be taken like slaves. “Get ready to surrender to passion, control, and the dark allure of older men who know exactly how to ruin you.”

I hurt him, I left him with a marriage proposal ring in his hand. And i regret it. Now I am willing to do everything to get him back. including being his sex slave

"Little Girl, Big Teeth" Rosella Virelli - Age 16 The storm sounded like fists on glass. Rosella stood barefoot on cold marble, her nightgown clinging to her thighs, wet from the rain. Her lip was split, trembling, but her eyes were sharp as blades. The door slammed behind her. > "You'll never be anything without me," her father spat. "You're nothing, Rosella." She stared at the wooden door like it was a man she'd one day bury. The same night, her boyfriend sent her naked photo to his friends. The same night, her mother Over dose 'drugs in the bathtub with a rosary between her fingers. That was the night the last soft piece of her soul crumbled. She didn't cry. She smiled. > "They want something soft to break," she whispered to her reflection. "I'll become the thing that breaks them first." ---

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"