Holysynner
Holysynner's Book(1)
Bitter smile
Romance
Prologue:
Dara's eyes fluttered open, her mind foggy from the haze of the previous night. The memories came flooding back - the desperation, the seduction, the surrender. She felt a wave of regret wash over her, mixed with a hint of shame.
As she quickly dressed and made her escape, the cheque in her bag felt like a weight, a constant reminder of the price she'd paid. But it was a price she'd had to pay, for the sake of her sister's life.
The hospital's stern warning echoed in her mind - 72 hours, or else. And now, with the money in hand, maybe, just maybe, she could save her sister.
But as she fled the hotel room, Dara couldn't shake off the feeling that she'd lost a part of herself in the process. The question lingered, haunting her - had she made a deal with the devil himself?
The city lights blurred together as she hailed a cab, her heart heavy with the consequences of her actions. She knew she'd have to face them eventually, but for now, she just wanted to escape.
Little did she know, her fate was already intertwined with that of the mysterious Demilade, and their encounter was only the beginning of a tangled web of secrets, lies, and unexpected love. You might like
MY MASTERS
Mercy Kay For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
The Lycan kings pet slave
Paige T Their kiss left them craving more, their bodies aflame with desire. Brynn willingly granted Killian entry to her mouth, his yearning evident in a throaty moan.
His scorching lips ignited a passionate fire within her, and his hand gently traced along her curves, coaxing seductive sounds from Brynn's lips.
While they hadn't ventured beyond their previous encounter in the study, Brynn's readiness was palpable. She longed for him so ardently that the mere thought of having him made her quiver.
Killian was enraptured by her taste, his desire overwhelming. He broke the kiss momentarily to gaze into Brynn's eyes, which smoldered with a hunger that mirrored his own. They both ached for each other.
As his fingers deftly undid the buttons of her attire, a shiver of anticipation coursed through Brynn's skin. When Killian beheld her exposed breast, he couldn't resist a hiss of desire, sending her into blissful sighs as her garments fell away.
Her gown pooled at her feet, leaving Brynn in a sensuous black two-piece lingerie set that left Killian spellbound. The way her voluptuous curves accentuated her body left him in a state of eager anticipation, his excitement evident.
"Damn," he muttered, reminiscing about their previous passionate encounters. "You're incredibly seductive," he declared, his voice husky with desire, as he guided her gently to the bed. "And you're all mine." 
