Mimi-Snow
3 Published Stories
Mimi-Snow 's Books and Stories
THE BORROWED LIFE
Others The Borrowed Life follows Juniper Wren, a quiet florist whose world is upended when she becomes the unwitting subject of Arcturus, a clandestine program that swaps-and controls-human lives. After waking in a stranger's body and uncovering evidence that her own identity has been stolen, Juniper joins forces with hacker Ryder and ex‑operative Hale to expose the truth. As she tracks Arcturus's lead architect, Dr. Aveline Marris, to a remote coastal lab and then to the program's offshore stronghold, Juniper learns that the conspiracy runs far deeper-co-opted by Graham Holt, a ruthless CEO bent on "perfecting" humanity through mind control.
Betrayals fracture Juniper's closest alliances, forcing her to confront her own limits and the legacy of her late mother, one of Arcturus's original designers. With time running out, she and her allies infiltrate Mirage, the heart of the program's live-swap experiments, and ignite a global data leak that collapses Holt's empire. From adrenaline‑fueled break‑ins to courtroom showdowns, Juniper transforms from a targeted pawn into the catalyst for a worldwide reckoning, proving that reclaiming one's life is the most revolutionary act of all. You might like
Mr. Ceo & I
dreannaxoxo16 Asher, is the cocky, arrogant, rude, and closed off Ceo of The National Elect Industries. He works hard for what he wants. He has everything he needs except one thing... A personal assistant until Natalia fulfills the position. Unfortunately they loathe each other. She puts him in his place, while he pushes her buttons. However Natalia's young daughter clenches at Asher's heart and possibly ties Natalia and Asher together.
Natalia, is a sarcastic, independent, opinionated, and strong willed women. Recently having a baby at 3 years of age. Natalia fulfills the position of a personal assistant of the CEO of The National Elect Industries. She accepts the job to make a successful living for her and her daughter. However she can't stand him, let alone working for him. However, Natalia's little daughter warms up to Asher. She sees a side of him that draws her to him and possibly take interest in. SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION: Creaming on daddies spicy erotica
Mr. Dan Noir TRIGGER WARNING
Close this page right now if any of these will ruin your day:
• Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep)
• Raw cheating on the husband/father
• Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk
• Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing
• Almost-getting-caught adrenaline
• Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession
• Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex
This is NOT romance.
This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica.
About "Hooked on his Dick"
One open door was all it took.
Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through.
From that second, they're doomed.
Secret quickies while Dad's downstairs. Kitchen-counter pounding with the cake burning. One last soul-shattering night on the eve of Liam's wedding to his old school crush.
She knows it's wrong.
He knows it's wrong.
But every time he growls "Mom" and slams into her, wrong feels so fucking right.
No hearts and flowers. No redemption arc.
Just sweat, cum, guilt, and the kind of dirty, obsessive sex that leaves you shaking.
If you want your taboo served raw, breathless, and unapologetic-this one will ruin you in the best way.
Hands of Stone, Heart of Vengeance
Catlaina Sloggett My husband told me I was a bad investment, a legacy asset he was forced to liquidate after a car crash stole his memory of our love five years ago. He replaced me with a "Muse," a supermodel whose lies were as polished as the magazine covers she graced.
But when her son—the boy Adrian believed was his heir—suffered a sudden allergic reaction, she tearfully accused me of being a jealous chemist who mixed poison to harm an innocent child.
My husband, the man whose empire was built on the scents I created, didn't hesitate. In a blind rage, he declared that if my hands were used for evil, they shouldn't be used at all. He ordered his security team to bring quick-drying industrial cement.
"Since you can't control these hands, I will seal them forever," he commanded, his voice devoid of mercy.
He then had my hands encased in stone and had me displayed in the window of our flagship store, a public spectacle for the world to condemn.
As I stood there, the heavy weight crushing my fingers and my soul, I finally understood. My blind love and foolish hope had been my downfall. I had loved the wrong man, and he had utterly destroyed me.
But they made one fatal mistake. They didn't know about the hidden camera I’d planted in the nursery. And they had no idea that my family controlled the very flowers that kept his empire alive.