Al Haitham X Reader Novels & Stories

In the third year of my eating disorder, my husband, Nikolai Hollowell, is the only person who still insists on making me eat. Even when I vomit until I'm a trembling mess, he will make another dish for me again half an hour later. He coaxes gently yet stubbornly, "Have one more bite of the apple slice, Emi." But the moment I smell the food, I throw up again until I can barely breathe. That night, I make another post on X to ask for help. "How is someone with an eating disorder supposed to keep living?" The top comment says, "Get a boyfriend who's a chef! My darling cooks different dishes for me every single day, all 365 days without repeating once. Even the apple slices he cuts are shaped like cute little bunnies, so I absolutely love eating now." Someone replies enviously, "Wow! Where do you find a man like that?" She answers, "Find one? Good men like that no longer circulate on the market. He is actually married. His wife has had anorexia for three years. She has become only skin and bones. "He says just looking at her kills his appetite, and he does not even want to touch her. Well, I'm nothing like her. I always finish every dish he makes." My breathing catches in my throat. This morning, Nikolai personally made bunny-shaped apple slices for me. My fingertips turn cold as I tap into the woman's profile. Her caption reads, "Wow! If your wife won't eat bunny-shaped apple slices, then I will!" Attached is a photo of a man's long, elegant fingers holding an apple slice up to the woman's mouth. And the one reflected in her starry eyes after zooming in—is a face identical to Nikolai's.

Arranged marriage, enemies to lovers, Mafia/cartel romance As the only daughter of the Kansas City capo, at eighteen years of age, I was given to the son of my father’s consigliere, a man who was expected to accomplish great things for the famiglia. Things didn’t go the way we planned. There wasn’t love. My husband was a traitor, taking part in a coup against the famiglia. He’s now dead. I’m free. Until the fateful night my brother, our new capo, informs me that I’ve once again been promised in marriage. He explains that as a childless widow and the daughter of the late capo dei capi, I am desired. Requested. Aléjandro Roríguez is the son of the leader of the Roríguez cartel. My brother married a woman from the cartel, securing the Mafia/cartel alliance. He says that it’s now my turn. I’ve only met my future husband a few times, but I know without a doubt that I don’t like him. Loving him is impossible. I’ve lived in a marriage without love. I won’t do it again. Aléjandro lives a dangerous existence. Death saved me once before. Maybe it will again. Have you been Aleatha’d?

**WARNING: VERY EXPLICIT 21+** + + My name doesn't matter. My filthy urges do. I came home from work. The bedroom door was half open. My husband was there, pounding into some woman on our bed, his cock slamming in and out, deep and rough. I should have screamed. Instead my pussy clenched hard. I stood frozen, watching every thrust. My hand slipped under my skirt on its own. Fingers circled my clit as he fucked her right in front of me. He glanced over. “You like watching my cock stretch her?” I rubbed faster. “Don’t stop,” I whispered. Then I came shaking, eyes locked on him pounding her. *** 69 Dripping Fantasies is sixty-nine raw taboo stories. Wives catching husbands cheating and getting soaked instead of angry. Step-family secrets whispered in quiet. Glory holes that fill fast. Honeymoon wife swaps sparked by one dumb dare. Older rich men taking total control. Professors crossing every forbidden line. Husband’s best friends sneaking in. Strangers who follow, then fuck hard. Group nights in dark clubs. Cucks cleaning up every last drop. *** I’m on my knees. One thick cock buried deep in my throat, making me gag. The woman behind me squeezes my tits until it hurts so good. Her tongue between my ass, teasing, no cock has filled my pussy or ass yet. But I’m trembling, dripping, seconds from squirting everywhere. Two massive black cocks wait their turn, and her presence makes it filthier… hotter. I never knew I craved this so badly. *** No soft romance. Just dirty yeses where no should be. Sixty-nine stories. Sixty-nine surrenders. Read if you’re brave. These pages might leave you wet, jealous, horny… or secretly think of your own filthy fantasies when nobody’s watching. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

He dipped his head back between my thighs and placed his hand under my a*s, pulling my waist towards him. He began licking around the edges of my p**sy, closing in slowly to the center. He traced me with the very tip of his tongue until he could taste my nectar. He licked the entrance of the v*****l hole, sucking my juice like it was liquid sin, like he wanted to drown himself in it. Then he dragged his tongue back to my c**t stroking it. I didn’t move, I kept still, as if I did he might stop and I was scared of that. My chest just heaved, letting out the faintest of breaths. Another stroke of his tongue on my sweet spot, and a very quiet m**n bubbled out of my throat. He moved his tongue again, flicking with more pressure and I jolted like I had been electrocuted. I pushed my hips forward and completely enveloped his head between my thighs, my knees bending until my legs were locked behind his head, burying his head deeper into my wet p***y. My body tightened, not like I was about to c*m, but like he was easing all the pressure he had built up. Are you looking for the best e****ca stories? The perfect e**tica content that would keep you on edge wanting more? Search no more, you’ve found the perfect one. Turn the pages and read, if you dare! This is a compilation of extremely erotica content ranging from forbidden s*x between step family members, student and teacher, between best friends, gays and lesbians and so much more! Note: Do not read if you’re below 18 Extremely erotica content!

Once bitten twice shy, wasn't that what they always say about love? Eliza lost her heart to someone while she was at university. She was always the responsible child but a very secretive one. Her secret made her lose all beliefs in love until the right man came along. Mansour grew up thinking he was an Al Fahezi until what he thought was his brother got married. The secrets behind his identity made him question all he knew about his life. Will he come to terms with his origins before he can claim the woman he loves or will secrets ruin them both?

One night's mistake that was accidentally made forced Lucy Watts to become the second wife of her own boss, named Daniel Noel. As a famous actress, Lucy's presence is of course a threat to Helen Noel, the first wife of Daniel Noel. She always tries to get rid of Lucy, to make Lucy leave Daniel Noel's life. At the same time, the appearance of a mysterious man named Jacob Hayden Al Jassem has lifted the dark veil from the Noel family itself, making their love triangle story complicated and full of conflict. Can Lucy survive the dangers again and again? Is there a seed of unresolved love between Daniel and Lucy on behalf of the past that they have not resolved?

"Allah guides whom He wills to the straight path." (Al Baqarah | 213)Aasiya is the girl who has it all. At least that's what everyone tells her. So, why can't she escape this emptiness inside her, that is slowly eating her away?Moving back to Pakistan for her medical degree was the answer she sought, but her life turns upside down, when she is forced into an unwanted alliance.Can Aasiya untangle the knots of her heart, as she journeys through life, whilst battling with herself?Will a happy ending await her, with the one she desires? Or truth will break her and cause her to fall apart?*I don't own any rights to the cover picture*

Tessa is living a quite normal life as a human. Always on the move not knowing why. During a tragic accident she is left alone in the world where she learns about hidden family mysteries and dangers and findings out she is actually a shifter. Shifting into a elegant black jaguar and pure white wolf and a mystery man who help her through al the firsts in her life but as soon as she can focus on what is going on disappearing again. Another claiming her as his mate aswell. Dangers lurking in the shadows and one person hunting her down aiming to make her his queen by force. A war forcing all species to connect for one cause: the safety of Tessa. THe first with her abilities in a century

WARNING proceed at your own risk. Lose yourself between the pages and surrender to the filth!est corners of your mind. "Tomi's Guide to Bed Wetting – Exotic Compilation" is a scorching collection of exotic tales designed to pull you deep into forb!dden fantasies. As you read, you'll feel your morals slip away with every tingling word watching characters give in to the irresistible thrill of wetting, vulnerability, and uninhibited plæsure that you crave. These stories don't hold back. They drag you into soaked sheets, trembling bodies, and the delicious shame of letting go in front of someone who craves it just as much. Every scene is crafted to awaken your d!rt!est thoughts, making resistance impossible as arou$al builds and boundaries dissolve. If you've ever wondered what it feels like to fully surrender, to read something so naughty it makes you squirm, ache, and finally give in this compilation is your undoing. One wet story at a time, Tomi invites you to stop fighting... and simply enjoy how good it feels to be næughty. Get your roses ladies, lotions gents it's time to get naughty.

Rashid Zadir, a billionaire CEO and the heir to the throne of Al Zayed, the ever ruthless and possessive Prince. He knows what belongs to him, and yes... Janelle Parker belongs to him. Rashid would make sure he doesn't only take her as his, but break religion to make sure, she sticks to him forever. Rashid suffers untold loathe from his mother and younger brother, they detest him so much, with reasons best known to them Will their marriage be their doom, with both families standing in between their hallway of happy ever after? How mentally and physically strong is he to make sure his marriage and his birthright, doesn't go down the lane? ~~~~~~~~ Khalid always had eyes on Fiona, Rashids' stripper and sex slave, after his bestfriend, Rashid left for Jamaica, he officially claims Fiona as his new sex toy. There had been love between them from the first day she had been auctioned until when an email was sent to Fiona. The outcome has to break her in so many ways, since Khalid has to deny sending it to her. How would their love turn out to be?, Is Khalid ever ready to outgrow his monsters and face the woman he feels for?. Does the secret he has been trying so hard to keep, will it affect the relationship between him and Fiona in a positive way?, Or would she just leave him to dally away in his misery?.