Locked Lips Novels & Stories

Seven years ago, my mafia husband, Sergio Wexler, had me committed to a psychiatric ward. On the day I was released, I changed my name, cut my hair short, and vanished like a ghost. Seven years later, we meet again at the grave of my brother, Luca Lorusso. The bouquet in his hand falls with a soft thud. Sergio clenches his fists tightly, barely holding back emotions that threaten to break through his usual calm. "Janella, why the short hair? I almost didn't recognize you. Where have you been all these years? After that fire at the psych ward, I pulled every string I had, but I never got any leads on you. I've been looking for you for seven years. I even thought you were… dead." When I stay silent, he rubs his red-rimmed eyes. "You're avoiding me, aren't you? Do you still hate me for having you locked up? Believe me, I had no choice." I let out a bitter laugh. Sergio killed Luca to become the Don. He slept with Luca's woman and locked me in that dark, windowless "special ward", nearly erasing me from existence. And now, here he is at Luca's grave, playing the victim. To me, any love and hate I had for Sergio died long ago in that tiny, suffocating ward. Now, he's just a stranger to me.

"I hate you Mason Livingston," I mumbled breathlessly, my knuckles wound tightly around his collar, as my knees threatened to buckle under me. "I know," his throaty whisper threatened to undo the very last of my resistance. I had to resist him, I had to resist his kiss, his touch, his smell, I had to resist him. He broke my heart before. "But just for tonight," he brushed his lips lightly against mine and the very last shred of resistance gave way. "Just for tonight Imogen, I want to feel your passion, raw and untamed..." Just for tonight... Was my last thought before he claimed my lips with fiery passion. *** Imogen Grey wanted nothing more than to be loved by Mason Livingston, heir to the multi billion dollars Livingston empire. That was until he broke her heart in the worst way possible. Six years later, fate brings them together. Now Imogen wants nothing than to ruin Mason Livingston and also to protect her 6 year old son from him. But Mason is not the same playboy she knew six years ago. Now with everything riding on the line, Imogen must choose, passion or revenge

“The safe word is cherry, baby girl.” He husked as his fingers trailed down my heat, and I bit my lip seductively, raising myself as high as I could with being tied up. “Yes daddy.” I whispered, and a gasp left my lips as he sank his fingers deep into me, curling on my g-spot, then pulling out and licking my juices off his fingers. “Good girl.” Then he spanked my ass with the whip in his hand, and a scream left my lips as he rammed into me. Emma Williams had one goal in mind, taking down her abusive ex boyfriend who cost her her future and left her to bleed at the side of the road. She’s supposed to be dead, but wasn’t. With a new face and name, Emma made sure that she was going to make sure she ruined him, using his father. She wasn’t expecting a sexy as sin man to be the father of her ex, and one thing she also didn’t expect was wanting him with her every being. She thirsted for him, and with every touch and stroke, she slowly lost view of what she was fighting for. Dominic was ruin itself, she couldn’t have enough. It was almost enough for her to give up her goal of ruining his only son… Or was it?

“I promised to grab you closer to myself” Alex grabbed Vivian closer as he was talking, and Vivian placing her soft breast on his chest. “Kiss your soft and small lips” Alex kissed Vivian’s lower lips as he was talking; Vivian closed her eye and her heart breathing heavily. “Kiss you deeply still we feel that love between---“Vivian suddenly pushed him away with force and step back, looking at him and she didn’t really get herself. “What happened? Have you been lying to me all these while that you LOVE?” Alex said with loud voice. “No! No!! I love you and you know that” Vivian said with low voice and shaking. “Then this is the time to prove it to me, why don’t you want me to have that kiss that I have been waiting for so long----“ “I MARRIED TO YOUR BROTHER NOW” Vivian said with low voice as Alex was talking. ×××××××× Vivian and Alex had been an online lover for three years but all of a suddenly, Alex just disappeared from Vivian and turned to a ghost on social media. Five years later, two of them met each other physically and Alex turned out to be her husband’s brother. Alex wanted the love back and despite to take her from his brother at all cost.

After eight years of dating my boyfriend, Zachary Corington, I finally can't take it anymore and suggest breaking up. Zachary asks, "You're breaking up with me just because I drove over to find you and called your name?" "Yes," I reply. He curls his lips into a mocking smile. "Go on. What do you want this time?" I shake my head and say, "Nothing. I just want you to stop showing up before me."

Was it fear or some kind of attraction to this mysterious man? She could not distinguish her feelings, but surely these feelings put her on the edge of her nerves! Chiara's wide blue eyes reflected her feelings of fear as she stared into Angelo's eyes. I felt the strength of this man and his ability to make anyone who challenges him turn into a coward! Angelo closed his eyes and clenched his lips tightly, resentful and dissatisfied with himself because he made her feel scared! Why does he care?!

Sera I escaped a life plagued with death and destruction years ago. But it's come back to haunt me. Killian Ricci is no ordinary crime boss. He's the grim reaper. I belong to him. I don't know why he's keeping me locked up. All I know is he holds my life in his hands. And in the mafia world, his hands are bloody. They don't call him the Hand of Death for no reason. If I want to survive I have one option. Submit. Killian Mano Della Morte. That's what they call me. The Hand of Death.

Alethra's family blood line has an unique gift that has been passed down from one generation to the next. It's a gift that her family will try to keep within the MoonLight Pack, makes the Pack Beta's Son obsessed with her. And the rest of the pack mock her, because they are unable to understand her or the power she possess. Alethra will have to fine the strength to not just find a way to get to the one person she is meant to protect, but also keep the threats and dangers at bay, that just keep growing as the time gets closer for her to show her true self, the one that she keeps locked inside.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ Don't read this in public, unless you're the naughty type who likes getting caught. Steamy Cravings: Wild & Forbidden is not your average romance collection. There are no slow burns here, no sweet first kisses, no taking it slow, and definitely no happily-ever-afters waiting neatly at the end. What you will find here are dark desires, forbidden hungers, and a burning want that makes you forget your own name. These stories were written for the women who crave someone forbidden, the ones who read with their door locked and their hands between their thighs. You've been warned. Now turn the page, only if you dare, princess.

"Oh God!" I moaned softly, the heat of Noah's breath hitting my neck as he buried his face in it. His large arms wrapped tightly around me like he was telling me I was his forever. My arms also found their way around his neck, my hand grabbing his soft blonde hair as his piercing gaze met mine. His lips moved from my neck back to my lips where it was before. His tongue conquered mine while I squirmed inside and moaned in his mouth. I could feel his hot bulge pressing against my stomach. "we shouldn't be doing this Noah" I said breaking the kiss. "Why? Cause you're my brother's wife?" he questioned me, the corner of his soft full lips curling with a smirk. He didn't wait for a reply before going back in for a kiss. This man I was making out with on the kitchen counter was my husband's brother. *** Nana thought she had it all a high-powered career, a stable marriage to her husband Simon, and a future carefully mapped out by their influential families. But behind closed doors, her perfect life unravels as Simon’s cold indifference leaves her lonely and questioning everything. When Noah, Simon’s charismatic younger half-brother, returns from overseas, he’s no longer the boy she remembers. Now, he’s all grown up and offering the understanding and attraction she’s been starved of. As Simon’s betrayals cut deeper, Noah becomes her unexpected confidant, comforting her in ways she never imagined. Yet, beneath his caring facade, Noah has his own agenda, subtly steering Nana’s broken heart closer to his own. Torn between duty and desire, Nana finds herself trapped between two brothers: one who’s betrayed her and one who promises the passion she craves.