Lana Adler
Lana Adler's Books(3)
Mafia King's First Love
Mafia Elizabeth Taylor gave Sofia Roth a subtle nod, as if to calm her, before turning her full attention to Cloe. Her gaze was sharp, unforgiving.
"This is not your home, Cloe."
The words slammed into Cloe like a blow, knocking the air from her lungs. She froze, her body stiffening as the weight of the moment settled over her. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.
Elizabeth cut her off, her voice like a blade slicing through Cloe's hope. "Meet Ethan's fiancée, Sofia."
The words hit Cloe like a thunderclap, a shock so violent it felt as if lightning had struck her to the core. Her body stiffened, her eyes wide, her heart pounding so loud it echoed in her ears. Fiancée? Ethan's fiancée?
Her eyes darted to Sofia, who stepped forward with a cruel smile, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Yes. Fiancée. I'm pregnant with Ethan's child."
Cloe's world shattered. The words slammed into her with the force of a thousand storms, and she staggered backward as if physically struck. Her knees buckled, her hands clutching her chest, her breathing shallow and ragged. Pregnant? With Ethan's child?
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Cloe was not ready to give up. So she received a sex tape from Sofia Roth.
A sex Tape
The man's face was deliberately obscured, lying back on the bed, while Sofia's naked body moved atop him, her large breasts bouncing as she rode him with exaggerated enthusiasm.
Sofia's face, however, was clear. Her eyes locked onto the camera with an unmistakable awareness of what she was doing. Her moans were loud, theatrical, and filled with purpose. She threw her head back, calling out, "Oh, Ethan... love it, babe."
The hands of the man beneath her, though blurred and devoid of identity, reached up to grip Sofia's breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers. Sofia's moans grew louder, her voice filled with pleasure as she called out again, "Ethan, baby... you're the best."
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Three years later.
She stepped cautiously into her apartment, her heart racing as she noticed the dark figure seated on the living room sofa. The shadows of the room made it hard to make out who it was. Her breath caught in her throat as she instinctively gripped her bag tighter.
"Who's there?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.
The figure stirred, slowly rising to his feet. Ethan, unable to believe his eyes, stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest. It was her. Cloe-his Cloe-right there in front of him. The woman he had thought lost forever.
She took a step forward, her brow furrowed in confusion. "Who are you?" she asked again, her voice firmer now.
Ethan felt like the world had stopped moving. The woman standing before him, looking at him as if he were a stranger-how could she not know? His emotions collided within him, confusion, shock, and an overwhelming sense of longing. "I... I am your husband," he managed to say, his voice hoarse with disbelief.
She froze, her face contorting in shock. "My husband?" she repeated, disbelief lacing her words. She took a step back, her confusion deepening. "Who are you? And what kind of joke is this?"
She refused to recognize him. You might like
You Belong To Me! Ex-Wife
Fireworks
“You belong to me! Lisa, every fucking part of your body is mine!” Trey growled hoarsely, as his hands around Lisa’s waist tightened.
“No, I’m not!, let go of me!!” Lisa said, pushing Trey on the chest. “I hate you!”
After receiving divorce papers from her husband, six months after their marriage. Lisa tried to make their marriage work, but was shattered by her husband’s affair with her cousin. Feeling betrayed and broken, she left to start afresh.
Six years later she becomes the most powerful woman in the underworld, and a genius Doctor in the outside world. What will she do when she finds out the mafia who kidnapped her son for ransom to lure her to come and save the life of his dying fiancé is no other person but her Ex husband?
Will she put aside her hatred towards the two and save her cousin’s life? or watch her die?
Will she forgive her Ex husband for kidnapping his own son?
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Trey Collins, a ruthless, domineering and powerful CEO in the business world and a ruthlessly merciless man, who wouldn’t blink at the idea of murder, torture and making one disappear from the face of the earth without a trace in the underworld. Every lady in Pearl city dreams of becoming his woman, but terrified of him, by his powerful and deathly aura.
Trey married Lisa to spite his girlfriend, Valerie and would divorce Lisa after Valerie returns. But Lisa refuse to sign the divorce papers.
Now everything reminds him of her after she signed the divorce papers, and left. He thought she didn’t want to lose him?
He thought he wanted her out of his life? But No! He needs her.
He must reclaim what is his and his alone!!
HIS(18+)
Siano Blaccq
⚠️ WARNING!⚠️
This book contains mature contents,vulgar words,violence,toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers.
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He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan."You sure you don't want this?Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words",
She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth."I hate you,murderer",
His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her."Say it again",
She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly,as pathetic as it may sound.She gritted her teeth again and let out."I said I hate you,murderer!I wish you would just die and-ahh!",She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there."What are-ahh!",She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass.
"Count!",He growled.
Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia
Ed Sundersēn
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"Stop... Stop!" Rosana's voice quivered as tears of fright brimmed her vision.
She had been crying for hours, but not because she was leaving the beautiful life she had planned with her fiance behind. She was crying because her newly wedded husband had tortured and murdered a man mercilessly on their wedding night.
"Stop, please..." He ignored her. "No... Stop touching me. Take your bloody hands off me!" Indeed, his hands were covered with the blood of the man he had killed earlier. But he didn't care.
"S... Stop touching me!" He grabbed her neck and she gasped, her eyes widening in shock.
"You shouldn't make me do this on our wedding night, Bambolina. You are mine and I will take whatever I want, whenever I want, wherever I want, and however I want, till death do us part, Mi Amor"
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Rosana Marcello was already living the life she had dreamt about. With her boyfriend-turned-fiance by her side, nothing could be more perfect. Some weeks before the wedding, she was called back home by her parents and welcomed with devastating news.
She had been betrothed since when she was a little girl but never knew. Now, he has come to claim what is rightfully his. With or without her approval.
He is deadly,
He is evil,
He is the ruthless Sergio De Niro, known by everyone.
Rosana can't escape this. She can't run away from him because he will comb the world and kill everyone in it, just to find her.
She is now his possession, his property.
It's either she tames him and melts his cold heart or he breaks her into a thousand pieces.
Will she succeed or get consumed by his burning hell?
One Night with Mr. King
Mayorsther
"You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers.
"W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night-the night that had changed her life completely.
"What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear.
Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all.
"Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine.
"Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me."
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In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it-it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable...
Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men.
How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it-especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all? Collateral To The Mafia's Don
Ava John
He was dubbed the Devil's incarnate because of his fierce persona. After all, he was the feared, ruthless American Russian mafia Don Vladivostok Konstantin Kostya.
Love wasn't meant for him, he had his demons until he met her.
She was never enough, she was the thorn amid beautiful roses.
Everything she wanted and had was taken away from her and she was ok with that, having only a boyfriend who loved her but soon that too was taken away.
After she had just returned from a date with her boyfriend Zeus, she got the news.
"Get ready Margaret. You'll be getting married tomorrow." Those were her father's words, he said them with coldness evident in his voice, no sign of compassion in his eyes.
The moment she heard those words her world crumbled, and her heart ached as she felt her breath get stuck in her throat.
And when she found out the identity of her soon-to-be husband she thought it was the end of her.
Never did she think it would happen but she fell for him, the man she was supposed to hate! Under Mafia Protection
chavontheauthor
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?
DON'T TOY WITH ME: SEXIEST MAN OF THE YEAR (18+)
LUCHI LUCHY
🔞🔞 This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk!
"Ahhh...".
She threw her head back and gasped at the sudden vibrating sensation from her underwear.
"What..what..what was that?"
"A little toy and a bigger one playing with each other".
Antonio replied and pressed the button again.
Angela arched her back at the sweet torment,her fingers digging into the sheets tightly.
"Stop..stop..please,this is bad,my head is spinning..i ...can't..take...it".
Her mouth moved convulsively.
"The setting is still low, you are already so twitchy,your body is just so ready".
He replied dry, watching her face closely.
"Please....".
"Those faces you make...you better stop or I will get hard enough to not hold back".
He replied and increased the speed.
"Haaa...ahhhh..wait...stop ...please".
Angela cried, her eyes bulging,as she fought with herself..her thighs vibrating too.
"Seeing you cry to it is actually more interesting,I should use it often on you..,this is pretty fun".
He pressed the next button.
"Stop please...it keeps grinding on my..clit. so hard.I..think something's coming out...my body...ahhh..I am gonna pee..stop".
"If you do that...well you will explain to the doctor and nurses, how you wetted the sheets, you can do better,just hold it in".
He smirked.
She rubbed her thighs together and bit hard on her lower lip,trying to hold back.
"Let's take it to the next level,shall we?"
She opened her eyes widely,her tongue out salivating.
"No..no..please..no..more...."
Suddenly she felt herself shaking convulsively.
I am at my limits..this is bad..I can't let this pee out...but it's extremely hard,she thought and burst into tears.
"Freckles,I will advise you to save the tears we are just warming up".
He breaks into her thoughts.
"I.. can't..I can't...ahh nghh!"
Her eyes rolled back...
Anthonio watched her intently, a cigar clamped in his teeth,a hand in his pocket and the other with the remote.
He could feel himself hardened. She had that insane effect on him.
"Fuck! I am hard".
He cursed under his breath.
Suddenly the door opened.
"Grandma?"
Angela gasped, tears clouded her eyes as she tried to keep her face straight and voice steady.
*****ADULT CONTENT HERE* read at your own risk!
"No matter the time or place,you will spread your legs for me when I say so,that's my condition,can you do that?"
Angela met his eyes and swallowed convulsively.
"Yes".
Her voice trembled.
Angela, a 24 yrs old and breadwinner of her poor class family was left with no other choice other than to say yes to Mr Antonio inorder to save her nieces.
Antonio Montero of the famous Montero family!
The incredibly handsome, famous idol and young billionaire also known as the sexiest man of his generation.
A toxic playboy with many sex scandals.
Nevertheless, Angela wasn't a fan of his looks or movie roles as most girls including her very own sister, not even in the least in love with him nor he with her.
He got a death wish to grant and she, emotionally blackmailed.
Most girls would die to find themselves in this situation but not Angela...
One year Angela will have her simple life back.
But what will she do if it becomes a life time imprisonment?
There are far many secrets about the Monteros that got her entrapped.
Yours, Daddy
Red Inkling
"I only fuck girls who want to be fucked, flipped over and banged, Sunshine and..."
"And that's what I want, daddy. Exactly what I want from you."
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He was my father's adopted brother. He had been there for me since the moment I had lost my entire family in a terrible fire but five years ago, he had suddenly left the country, never coming back.
And then, I was drugged one night and I got home to see he was back. It had been five years but he just looked hotter and sexier. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac I was drugged with, I had gotten his help to get off and it should have ended there that night.
Nothing more should have happened but with the wetness that pulls in my pussy whenever he comes close, with the way my nipples harden at his slightest touch, I knew more was going to happen. Russo wants me... To fuck me, bang me, and own my body.
And bloody hell! As much as I want to deny it, I want him too. For him to fuck me, bang me, own my body and make me his slut....
But this... It's a taboo, right?
