Davy Jones Flying Dutchman Novels & Stories

It was Emilie's last chance to save her career. She was balancing her folder while knocking the door at the same time. She was supposed to meet Mr. Markov, a single doctor in need of re-furnishing and re-decorating his house. Her boss was itching to date her, saying if Emilie lost the contract she would have to date him to remain as an employee in his company. The folder was heavy, her arms were getting tired. Moments later, the door opened and revealed the handsome single doctor. Emilie was overwhelmed and dropped everything to the floor. ***** He had one appointment before he went to the ER. He needed the meeting to finish early. Max opened the door as soon as he heard the bell. He was not ready for the beauty in front of him. The woman seemed clumsy enough to drop everything to the floor and then cursed colorfully. Well... he was amused by her as he helped the woman with her things. What will happen after their first meeting? And where's the Mafia part in this story?

Hendry Arnaud Camden came from a long line of wealth. Hendry was groomed to be one of the successors of his family's wealth. With all the strict rules and family values he developed a certain way of thinking. Nothing was beyond his grasp and when a certain beautiful woman catches his eyes, he'd do anything, literally anything to get her. ***** Callie was betrothed to her childhood best friend, Brody Anderson Curran. But then his best friend Hendry started to flirt with her, and when she started to fall for the temptation she was conflicted with her choices. ***** Since his college days, Brody had always been secretly in love with his best friend Hendry. He never thought of himself as gay, but Henry was always too charming to ignore. They had fooled around in college and Brody was a goner for his buddy. Knowing that he would never get anywhere with his crush, Brody decided to listen to his parents and dated Callie. All was well until his best friend Hendry took interest in Callie also. ***** Being an assistant to one of the boss's billionaire heir sons was a dream come true for Sloan Bryson. He had always considered himself sexually fluid. Never identify himself as gay, but not quite as hetero as his girlfriends would say. One thing is for sure, Sloan was deeply infatuated with his boss Hendry. To make things worse for himself, Sloan would imagine how it would feel like being with Hendry and his bestie Brody. The two men dripped with confidence and Sloan had always been a sucker for gorgeous men with the power to abuse. **** Will Hendry get what he wants? Will Callie fall for the right man? Will Sloan and Brody ever get together? Too many possibilities of steamy encounters?

I've had a crush on Don Luciano Damiani for ten years. Heck, I even agree to his request to sleep with him a thousand times before we finally get to announce our relationship to the world. The locations vary, be it Luciano's private shooting range or the VIP lounge. He uses every trick up his sleeve just to groom me into his personal plaything. Every time we do it, Luciano will kiss me while coaxing the answer out of me. "Do you want our relationship to go public, babe?" I've answered him "yes" 999 times. Of course, he disappoints me 999 times as well. But on the thousandth time, Luciano says, "Cecilia, let's announce our relationship on my birthday, which will be held in two days." Excitement washes over me at that moment. But that's when my best friend, Valentina Fiore, starts a video chat with me. "I lost to Luciano in a racing competition. Yesterday, I had to go to the City Hall to get our marriage registered there. "But he still intends to keep you as his mistress. That's why we shall fight for his affection to the best of our ability on fair grounds. "The next two days shall be our contending period. We'll bet on who matters to Luciano more. The loser will travel to the Republic of Azamir as a war correspondent, whereas the winner gets to attend his birthday party and announce their relationship to the world."

My roommate won first prize in the national lottery, a full 100 million dollars. She quit her job on the spot, blocked her boss, and said to me, "Amanda, from now on, we'll live in Luxuria Heights, eating the best food and living it up." We went on shopping sprees at Hermès and treated Michelin restaurants like our daily canteen. On moving day, she told me to go ahead to the top-floor luxury apartment and wait for her. She said she needed to pick up a package. Excited, I entered the password she had given me. "Beep. Incorrect password." I was just about to try again. Then, the door opened. The person who came out was not my roommate but a stranger in a suit. He looked at me and frowned. "Who are you? Why do you have the password to my home?" I was stunned. "This is Lydia Zaydn's apartment. Who are you?" The man's expression turned strange. "Lydia Zaydn? I've lived here for five years. I've never heard of that name."

How rich can a person be? My wife is incredibly rich. People call her "The Queen of Cloudridge" because nearly half the city's properties are owned by her. We've been married for five years, and every time she goes out to meet her first love, she transfers a property to my name. By the time I have 99 homes in my name, she suddenly notices that something has changed. I no longer cry, beg, or ask her to stay. I simply choose the finest mansion in all of Cloudridge, bring the property deed with me, and wait for her to sign it. She signs the papers, and for the first time, she softens. "When I get back, let's go watch the fireworks together." I quietly tuck the agreement away and hum in response. But I never tell her what she's really signed this time. It's not a property deed. It's our divorce agreement.

I volunteer to be the mate of Carl Wood, the Alpha of the Nightfall pack, as a direct measure to resolve the conflict between our two packs. He marks me on a full moon night. His gaze is so fervent in that moment that I interpret his look as a genuine sign of his attraction. Carl personally leads the elite fighters across the border two years later. He grabs my head, making me witness the gruesome dismantling of my mother, father, and brother by the pack; his gaze is alight with vengeful satisfaction. "Did your father show mercy during our youth when he destroyed my pack, Aria? Do you truly believe that having you here is enough to make up for this vengeance?" Carl assumes the position as the most powerful Alpha of the northern region, with Selena Hall established at his side as his Luna. I am kept barely alive, imprisoned in the depths of the dungeon in the pack. If I attempt to end my life, Carl retrieves the bones of a relative from the cemetery and incinerates them right in front of me, bellowing with bloodshot eyes, "You're not allowed to die unless I allow you to, Aria!" I immediately cease all resistance after that. Carl's heart was pierced by a silver-tipped arrow during his escape years ago. I had to implore the dark witch to use dark magic and substitute my sound heart for his. There are only three days left before the poison completely takes hold of me.

"You need to shut up baby. Let me take care of your needs. Can you do that for me?" He unzipped my dress, as it falls freely down to the floor. ***** The lifestyle is not for everyone. That was the first warning that she got from the woman.  She's in need of cash. Her parents suddenly got a divorce. Leaving her to struggle with her financial education alone.  She never imagined at the end of her college years to be like this. Gone was the lifestyle that she used to have. The best friends, and even the boyfriend. She jumped at the first chance to be a sugar baby. Because deep down she knew that she needed the money, that it would be over in a year. Then she can find a job and move on with her life.  ***** He never needed a girlfriend. They're always too needy for his time. And time was the one thing that he treasured.  He's a workaholic. He likes the arrangement of a sugar baby where he can pay a sum of money for a companion of a young attractive woman.  His friend actually suggested the idea. With the last sugar baby being too attached to him. It's time for him to find another one. A less demanding one. ***** Will he get what he paid for? *Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*.

"Now, Gary. I understand that you're twenty-four. But I need you to train in restraining your sexual desire, you're not a horny teenager. So, we will not be leaving this restaurant for another half an hour. Then you're going to go to my place where I will exhaust you until you climax over and over again." She told me as she drinks her coffee slowly and started rubbing my upper thigh again. "Drink your coffee baby, you will need your strength." I smiled at her as she smiled back knowingly. "Say thank you, mistress." She whispered in my ear, making me groan, as I instantly get hard again. ***** When Gary worked for Adriana it was for the experience, and for the amount of money that they offer for an easy administration job. He was a boxer by night, it was his hobby, his real passion in life. Then the time came when he needed more money because of his brother, who was doing bets on the side for his boxing match. Until he finally came to Adriana and took on her offer to be a sugar baby. ***** Megan is a very well-known businesswoman. She was raised the hard way, where she didn't have the luxury of money. Now that she's a billionaire in the making, she doesn't have the time to date. But she likes to play, and she was bored being hassled by men for her money until she found Adriana. Until one fateful day when Gary showed up instead of her usual companion. From him, she learned the true meaning of living. Will, she finally settled down with him? Will he ever be comfortable around her wealth? Let's dive in and find out, shall we? ******** *Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

"Walt..." I looked at him, my hand trailed his chest. I was biting my lip, I need him. It felt like I need him to make me forget. It felt like a familiar thing to do. But I still wasn't sure that he wanted us to happen the way it was intended to. Then he cupped my jaw and kissed me. His lips touched mine, his facial hair tickled my face softly. I was opening my lips, as his thumb stroked my cheek. "You need to stop me, Flo, we shouldn't be doing this." He whispered hoarsely in my ear. Flo was abused and misused by her parents because of her ability to see the future and see the dead. Until one day she runs away and finds herself in Walter's protection. She had all the right feelings for him, but he kept pushing her away until she finally left. Then he realized that he needed her more than he knew. Walter had been let down by the universe over and over again. He had to rebuild himself from his lowest moments several times already. He was trying to be strong, and he was finally happy for the first time in his life, only to be fucked up majorly as fate decided to take his wife's life before their first anniversary. He was rebuilding the tallest wall he had ever made, but Flo slowly tearing it apart and making him doubt himself. Will he finally have a happy ending, or will fate screw him again?

"Don't make me spread your legs roughly little one. Keep them open for me, you want this right? Tell me if you want to stop okay?" He asked with his sexy voice as I nodded my reply. ****** Marissa was a true Cinderella story, where her mother died and her father remarried and she had two annoying ugly hearted sisters. Her father was lost in his work. Never care for her, she was no longer daddy's little girl. She finally moved out of the house, out of the toxic environment. And leave her dearest dad behind. She had given up on him, as she was no longer someone he holds dear. She found herself living in a small seaside town to find peace and love and her happy ever after. She was a hopeless romantic, who reads to many romance novels. ****** Nate was mending his broken heart at his brother's beach house. He always loves the little sleepy coastal town. All until one day he met a suicidal young woman. She constantly bothered his mind, with her sexy images over and over again. She was too young for him, she was just barely legal. And she turned out to be a hopeless romantic. He needed to stay away from her. But obviously couldn't, as they constantly wanting each other's company.