Hinovel
Cheat
secret story
Everyone has a story, I have a story, you have a story, but our stories will never be the same no matter what we live. This is a story that I lived from my childhood until I was a teenager. A passionate story. Don't worry, I'll tell you everything.
31.0KMY LIFE AS A PROSTITUTE IN THE UNITED STATES
What I am about to tell you is my own story that I lived. My name is Ginette, I am a very beautiful woman, a seductive woman, a woman who made men bite. Coming from a very very poor family, life has shown me all the colors of this world.
2.0KMY MOTHER'S HUSBAND AND HIS FRIEND MAKE LOVE TO ME
Oh yes, can you imagine for a second what a mother's husband is capable of? Can you imagine for a second how the husband of a mother can partner with his friend to fuck his wife's daughter no matter how old she is? Then read this story which is mine. Yes, my mother, never having seen my father again, remarried when I was only fourteen. Can you imagine what followed? Can you imagine that MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND AND HER FRIEND LOVED ME? These two guys, they are so fucked, I swear. I'm sure you'll get a hard-on, but take it easy. Have a good reading.
21.0KMy aunt, my sexual partner.
How old was I then? 10? 13? You won't believe this, but back then I was only 20. I'd already passed puberty, what can I say? I even had a girlfriend with whom I practically did everything, and when I say everything, I mean my sexual needs as well as my leisure time.
9.0KFor Your Love
Street of Happiness. Claire halted at the entrance to the secret meeting room, her eyes widening as she was compelled to remain silent and still by what she saw. She turned a blind eye to the burning pangs of guilt and the green, searing jealousy and instead stared in awe and wonder as her Cadan Gaelan, a buddy of my brother's, dropped his trousers and let out the beast in his cock. As a result, she was drooling. It was long and thick; so thick, in fact, that not even his large hand could encircle it. The head was bulbous and purple, and it dribbled pre-cum as he directed it at the enticing pussy on the floor in front of him. Bliss cast an obscene glance at Marissa Delareaux before returning her attention to the stalk of male flesh that vanished between the woman's thighs. As he started to stroke his cock inside of Marissa, she was almost yelling, but Bliss could not take her eyes from Cadan's expression.
46Broken Wings
It was Dania’s screams that brought Mera awake. Shrill and resonant with pain and terror, the child’s cries had her out of the bed and rushing ahead of her husband into the family room of the aerie. She came to an abrupt, disbelieving halt just inside the doorway. Her blood thickened, congealing in terror as she saw the creatures awaiting her. In the middle of the room, grinning evilly in the flickering light of the thick candle on the small altar where the statues of the gods were displayed, stood the nightmares of the past, the vilest creatures ever known to the Winged Clans. Ralnd, who had rushed in behind her with sword raised, lowered it as the daggers pressed dangerously into the throats of their three babes. Their daughter cried out in desperation, her tiny wings fluttering in terror against the black-garbed chest of the human who held her. The twins, Aaroen and Gable, were silent, desperate to appear brave. She saw their fear, but also their belief that Papa would save them. With the humans were the Vultures. They were the vilest of the Clans, nightmares thought extinct. Their black wings were dull, as though dirt and oil coated their feathers, large stocky bodies with their thick muscular arms pinning her sons against their chests. They watched her with narrowed, leering eyes, their evil grins tight and promising long-nourished retribution.
4Fyre Brand
The files had finally arrived. Shannon Riedel, head of the Psychic Sensory Investigations Agency stared at the computer screen with a sense of resignation. The email cover letter said it all. File contained. Information, re: The Elementals. Executive clearance required. “Computer, open file,” she commanded softly. “Executive level clearance passcode, please,” the computer asked with its hollow monotone. She typed in the first part of the code. “Pass code: Dream walker, seventh order, warrior rights. Zebra, seven of the sixth key.” The oral passcode gave her level of clearance, the typed code gave a set of number and letters unique to her. The third key was her own unique voice, combined with the infrared eye scan that suddenly activated and her thumb scan from the small pad at the side of the flat keyboard. She waited only seconds for the file to open. She felt her chest tighten in remorse when it did. Another death warrant, she wondered? There was nothing she hated worse than preparing evidence against a psychic. If they were psychic. There were three young women rumored to be Elementals, the grandchildren of Tyre, a demon whose psychic abilities had nearly destroyed the world fifty years past. If these three women truly possessed Tyre’s powers, then there wasn’t a chance in hell she could save them. The Agency would demand their execution. Unless their powers could be neutralized by the PSI agents. Which was rare. Very rare.
8Guilty Pleasure
"Traitorous fucking bastard!" Marty Mathews stared at her boss, division chief Vince Deerfield, with a hidden sense of surprise as he threw the thick file on Khalid el Hamid-Mustafa across the desk. The dull, yellow folder hit, slid, then fell from the desk to scatter loose sheets of information and pictures at her feet. Khalid el Hamid-Mustafa. The bastard son of a Saudi sheikh suspected of terrorism. His father, Azir Mustafa, was a religious hardliner, a man who ruled one of the more barren sections of Saudi Arabia, on the Iraq border. He had tarred his sons with his own brush and in doing so had subjected Khalid to years of suspicion by the United States. It was the reason Marty had been tailing Khalid for the past two years. As an FBI agent, one on the low end of the totem pole as far as her boss was concerned, Marty had been stuck playing babysitter and peeping Thomasina to one of the most sexually active men she had ever laid her eyes on. A dark, brooding, dangerous man. There was no doubt in her mind that Khalid Mustafa would be a very dangerous man to cross. If she had doubted it, then the information her godfather had given her over the past years would have confirmed it. There was a reason why she had never reported any of the more suspicious activities Khalid had engaged in. Quite simply, it was because he engaged in them at the orders of her godfather, the director of the FBI. "No comment?" Vince snarled, his heavy brows lowered, his hazel green eyes spitting fire and brimstone back at her. "I'm the agent who's followed him for the past two years," she replied politely. "As my reports state, there's no evidence to support the suspicion that Mr. Mustafa has any ties to a terrorist community." Vince threw himself back in his chair and glared at her now. That glare was nerve-racking. It boded ill to any agent on the receiving end of it. Unfortunately, she was the agent in question. "Two years," he snapped. "I gave you two years, Agent Mathews, to find just a shred of evidence to support the suspicions we have against him. Two years. I could have convicted a five-year-old with that amount of time on my hands."
337For Maggies Sake
Maggie samuels was pale. Too pale. The freckles across her creamy cheeks and along the bridge of her nose stood out clearly, emphasizing the frail, delicate look of her features. Her lush lips trembled, her wide green eyes were shocked and filled with unshed tears. And he wanted to save her. Joe Merino stared through the two-way glass, his hands pushed into the pockets of his slacks as he watched Maggie wrap her arms across her chest and stare unseeing back at the detective questioning her. Detective Folker had been questioning her for hours. Her husband had been dead less than a week, a husband who had supposedly adored her. Who lived for her. The same man who had supposedly been Joe’s friend. And now, Maggie’s life was being threatened as well. Because of that same man. Joe knew he shouldn’t give a damn. From all accounts, she had gotten herself into this; he should let her get herself out of it. That’s what his head was saying. His heart was saying something different. His heart was assuring him that there was no way Maggie was involved. He had slept with this woman at one time, held her in his arms, and watched her as she climaxed. The woman he had known couldn’t be cold-blooded enough to be involved with this. But then again, he had never suspected for a second that Grant was part of Fuentes’s organization. That he had helped rape and torture many of the young women that Fuentes had kidnapped.
146Deadly Sins
For Immediate Consideration. Corbin County, Colorado. One Million in US Funds. All expenses reimbursed. Three Marks, plus Collateral at one hundred thousand per hit. Deposit one third. One third at first hit. Remainder upon Completion. Immediate Reply Requested. Ryan Calvert stared at the message for a long time, lips tight, jaw clenched in fury. Son of a bitch. He had to admit he had expected this sooner. Hell, years sooner. His cover as an assassin worked perfectly. He’d put out feelers twelve years before that he wanted any jobs going through Corbin County. He hadn’t expected them to take this long though. What had tipped the scales? Was it the Callahans’ return, or was it, as he suspected, one of the Callahans’ imminent marriage?
317Black Jack
a steady, rain-filled wind whipped around the dark helmet covering Travis Caine’s head, sang around the leather pants and jacket he wore, and whispered a caress over the full, face-shielding helmet he wore. Heavy boots covered his feet, protecting him against the elements as rain poured down from the skies, and lightning lit the darkness with jagged forks of power. The Harley he rode roared down the open highway, throbbing with the increased power it had been customized with. The display beneath the handlebars was lit with a muted glow indicating speed, time, and location. The embedded electronics in the night-vision shield of the helmet provided other readouts considered imperative in his line of work. According to that information, he was growing closer to his destination and a mission he still wasn’t certain he was prepared to be a part of, because of the woman he was partnered with, because of a night they shouldn’t have shared. He shouldn’t have loved her.
84Bengal's Quest
Graeme and Catarina (Bengal Breed) He was a shadow, ever shifting and insinuating, able to blend in everywhere and anywhere. The elusive ideal conceived and created by the Genetics Council, he went by just as many names as he had identities—the last one being Gideon. Now calling himself Graeme, he hides in plain sight, terrifyingly close to his goal. A rogue Bengal Breed, he has loyalties to no one but himself. And he has a need for vengeance that surges hot and swift through his veins. Graeme plans to exact an extreme and ruthless vendetta against those who wronged him—Breed and human alike. All will suffer his wrath: those who created him, those who pretended to love him, and those who betrayed him. That includes the one at the center of it all: a seductive, enigmatic woman helpless against the man whose desire is just as desperate as his need to destroy. And he’s on her scent…
20Fall In love With Dwayne Maverick
DESCRIPTION Via Kaye is curious about her best friend's mysterious brother Dwayne Maverick La Torre. She got a chance to enter his room without a permission, to see if there's a photo of him and she's lucky because it's not locked. But she's unlucky because the man she wants to see was there, giving her a death glare. When he first looked at it, he was cold like ice! She is annoyed by his clumsiness, his scolding, and she is annoyed because he is like a child who always follows her but she doesn't care about that, she wants to know him. "Don't fall in love with me." That's the word he told her but then she falls in love with him. She can't unlove him no matter what danger comes, she can't unlove him even if she knows what his true character is.
7ARRANGED MARRIAGE: LOVING THE MASKED ALPHA
"Alpha Richard, my Alpha's bride just escaped. Karen is gone." He announced, glaring down at my father like an evil Ogre. "W-what, how is that possible?" My father stuttered, and for the first time in my life, I saw true fear in his eyes. Karen was supposed to marry the ruthless Alpha Ronin, and somehow she had escaped the pack. "Guards!" The man continued, his dark, cold, uncanny black eyes flitting towards me. "Seize the princess. If we can't find Karen, she'll be the replacement." "What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, stepping back in confusion. I looked over to my father but his face was filled with apprehension and terror, and he couldn't say anything. All he did was stare as the two men walked towards me, looming dangerously. *** On her eighteenth birthday, Princess Andrea's world is turned upside down when her sister, who was set to marry, escapes her impending nuptials. Her father, the pack's leader, makes a fateful decision: Andrea will take her sister's place at the altar. Yet, Andrea's heart already belongs to another, until she finds her lover in bed with another woman. Saddened and enraged Andrea accepts the arranged marriage and a husband she doesn't know with open arms. As the new bride of Alpha Ronin, she discovers that he, too, is not what he seems. Cold, distant and wanting nothing do to with their marriage, he is not at all the husband Andrea envisioned beside her. Secrets and hidden desires begin to unravel as their journey takes a dangerous turn. After a perilous attack, Andrea and Ronin find themselves drawn into a battle that tests not only their strength but the depths of their blossoming emotions for one another. As they navigate the treacherous path of deception, Andrea's heartache and Ronin's conflicted feelings bind them together in unexpected ways. Just as the pack's elders, powerful alliances, and envious lovers threaten to tear them apart. Amidst the turmoil, Andrea faces the challenges of her new role as Luna, determined to break traditions and empower the she-wolves in her pack. Ronin, burdened by a dark history, wrestles with the truth about his past and the uncertain future that lies ahead. But will they be able to protect their newfound love? Or will forces beyond their control rip them apart forever?
17My Aunt's Husband
Katy is sent to her aunt's home with the mission of caring for her aunt, after an accident has left her aunt temporarily unable to walk. Katy begins to feel attracted to her aunt's husband, Andrew, and the two are caught by her aunt in bed. Many secrets will be revealed amidst this torrid and hot involve.
2.0KThe mafia queen
PROLOGUE ️ Elena Morelli loves two things. Her family and baking. She’s learned to bake with her nonna and her father since before she could reach the countertop. The Morelli legacy is strong, but once her weak father passes away, it crumbles underneath the cruel and callous hands of her brother, Enzo. She’s forced to marry into another Italian mafia family to strengthen her brother’s role when suddenly destiny switches everything up for her. Oisin Callahan, the Irish Mob leader, who’s rumored to kill every single person he meets, is vicious and as savage as people make him out to be. The Irish are strong and known for their whiskey and intelligence. Nothing and no one could ever control the chaotic mob. He’s been stalking Elena for the past few years and decides what other day to swoop her off her feet than her wedding day. For better or worse until death do them apart, but in Oisin’s eyes, not even Death can take him away from his Italian beauty.
238Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession
Immersed in the pious tranquility of church school from childhood, she had painted dreams of a vibrant college life, a canvas of freedom and self-discovery. But as fate's brushstrokes took a darker hue, she found herself at a funeral, not as a mourner but as the unwitting bride in a macabre ceremony that bound her to Alajos Hargrave, the newly anointed head of the notorious Huston gang. Her world, once defined by only chaste lectures, was now a labyrinth of shadowy figures and whispered secrets, a stark contrast to the innocence of her youth...
14.0KTHE MAN OF THE HOUSE II
I broke the kiss with Amen, Jennifer's ass pulling the last drops of cum from my balls. The air stank of piss. I reached behind me and turned on the faucet. The water hissed, cold at first, splashing against my feet, but growing warmer. Joachim smiles; ➖You are a bad bitch, Jennifer. It's time to clean yourself up. Mmm, I can't wait for your mother to come home. She is the first person to see your video. Jennifer looked over her shoulder at me, her face smeared with piss and pussy cream. I wanted to see her like this all the time. She whistled; ➖Yes... If that's what you want. I belong to you, Joachim. Damn, that was hot. Her ass squeezed so hard on my cock. I loved our family. Then, Aunt Natacha, then Rose. I couldn't wait for my teasing older sister to finally pay to wear those skimpy shorts, showing me that gorgeous cameltoe every chance she could. I turned on the shower, hot water splashed over us. Mom and Aurialie slipped inside. Four naked, beautiful and submissive women. My wives. My family. I loved being the man of the house. " THE MAN OF THE HOUSE II " by LOLO
1.0KYearning For the Badboy Mafia's Love
Calista Raymonds stood and watch her parents begging this cold looking man who just looks like he didn't care. Learning that the man before her is the popular Chase Draven Gotti, the second son of John Gotti, a well known Mafia family in Russia, Calista knew she stands no chance in escaping from him. Her parents are helpless, and the only way she can prevent her family from getting hurt is accepting whatever it is Chase wants. It's been just some months living with this Mafia, but Calista sees herself falling helplessly in love with him. But Chase wasn't ready to return the love.. not yet, maybe because he sees her as nothing but his slave. But Calista yearns for his love which she couldn't get...... Not until the moment she fights for it. Things get more heated while Calista realizes everything, she had grown up to believe, are all lies. She has been living in lies!
3.0KMy life of vengeance
PROLOGUE : ️️ Hudson Caldwell is being stalked, but the cops don’t believe her. Can she unravel the truth before it consumes her ? * * * * Just when Hudson Caldwell’s life is finally coming together, an unwavering paranoia threatens to tear it apart. Someone is following her – that’s the feeling she gets every time she leaves her downtown Chicago apartment. After a failed attempt to file a police report, Hudson’s stripper best friend gifts her with an unregistered firearm, but the weapon isn’t enough to stop an attack in the middle of the night. When rookie cop, Myles Young, responds to a complaint of gunfire, he instantly falls for Hudson’s quiet vulnerability and shattered past. He vows to keep her safe – much to the dismay of his case-hardened partner. As their relationship intensifies, the identity of Hudson’s stalker slowly comes to light. But the closer Myles comes to solving the mystery, the more he realizes he’s in over his head. WARNING : This story is a NA romantic suspense and contains references to mental illness and sexual abuse. Cover created by me, using MidJourney and Canva Pro.
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