Skin In Cursive Novels & Stories

My husband bought me a pair of red lingerie for our wedding anniversary but only because he wanted another man to take it off me. ***** My husband, who hasn't looked at me in years, changed a month to our 5th wedding anniversary. I thought our dead marriage would finally pick up again when he booked multiple spa and salon sessions that transformed my skin and body in anticipation of our anniversary night. I prepared too, desperate to do anything to save our marriage. I was prepared to moan and fake my orgasms like I always do. Anything just to be the perfect wife I was expected to be. On the morning of our anniversary, he gifted me a pair of lingerie before we set off to the private suite we'd celebrate the anniversary in. But a greater surprise awaited me behind the door of the suit. My husband didn't buy me that lingerie because he wanted to take it off me later. He bought me that lingerie because he wanted to trade me to the Lycan king in exchange for a business contract.

Boundaries will blur. Lines will be crossed. Not every choice is meant to be justified—only felt. If you crave stories that are safe, this isn’t for you. If you crave stories that linger under your skin… Welcome. Rules weren’t just bent. They were broken—slowly, deliberately… and sometimes in broad daylight. Desire doesn’t wait for darkness. It strikes in quiet offices, behind closed doors, in places where it shouldn’t exist— and between people who know better. A stranger who was never meant to matter. A marriage that wasn’t yours to touch. A connection that should have stayed buried, ignored, denied… but didn’t. These are stories of consenting adults who step past the line—and keep going. Not because it’s right. But because it feels too good to stop. This collection is not soft. It lingers. It tempts. It dares. It darkens makes your toes curl and gets your mind messily hot. Because some cravings don’t fade in the light. They follow you. Sit with you. Whisper again. And once you’ve tasted them— you don’t forget. You don’t regret. You want more

Summit Angel Warm came from a region tribe called "The Warm Clan," she was known as the sunshine young wolf in their tribute. After her mother died, she became a rebellious one that made her father, the current Alpha, punished her by mating into a heartless and cold-blooded soon to be Alpha, Froz White Fang. Rumors say that he was once mated before but got betrayed by his Luna's Clan. There was also a myth that says he forbids any young wolf near him which became a challenge for others. "You do not belong here, young wolf. Run away while you still can..." a deep voice echoed around the palace. It was coated in ice that Angel's skin shivers from cold. She took one step back and felt a huge wall blocking her way but when she turn around, her eyes locked in the blue cold eyes watching her. "My father sent me. I will be your mate," she explains in trembling voice. White's eyes examined her whole figure, in that moment, he disagrees. "You failed..."

Hazel Skai didn’t marry into the powerful Varyn family for love. She married to survive… and to find the mother who abandoned her. But one year later, her marriage to Kaden Varyn is nothing but silence and cold distance. No heir. No affection. And no sign that things will ever change. Desperate and cornered, Hazel makes a reckless decision at the Varyn family ball. In the dark of a stranger’s room, she finally gives in to the one thing her husband has never given her. The next morning, she sees the truth. The man she spent the night with has a dragon tattoo across his chest. Kaden Varyn hates tattoos. Which means the man in her bed was never her husband. Nikolai Varyn left Sky Shade City years ago, carrying nothing but grief and a promise to a woman who died too soon. He returned only to settle unfinished business—not to get involved with anyone. Especially not his brother’s wife. But Hazel Skai was never supposed to matter to him. Now she’s under his skin in ways he can’t ignore. And the most dangerous part? Hazel might not want him to stop.

Harper wakes up in an a room not her own. In a body that doesn't belong to her. In skin that feels all but foreign to her. She feels as though she is being hosted inside a young girl and is at the center of something gone wrong. But what? What do you do when you wake up not only in an unknown location but you have no memories of where you are, how you got there, why you're here or who you are? All you know is that deep down you're not this person and you need to GET OUT! Confused, and trying hard to remember something about her past she is struggling just to gathering the energy to piece together the room and its' contents. Trapped in a room with no windows, a small bathroom with just a toilet, a sink and a black door in the center if the room. With each day, she is losing more and more of her memory. Will she escape the room? If she does, will she know remember who she is? Will, her soulmate Rowan be able to rescue her in time, or will the Black Suits learn her secrets, break her down for good and use her powers to aid the government's objectives.

I was trained to seduce, to deceive, and to kill if I had to. Love was never part of the mission. My body became my weapon, the one thing no man could ever truly own. I couldn't give life so I learned to use sex as a tool to take whatever I wanted. As one of O.A.S.I.S.'s top agents, I've faced warlords, dictators, and men who thought they ruled the world. None of them ever got under my skin until billionaire playboy, Zayne Beaumont, walked into my crosshairs. He's infuriatingly charming, dangerously beautiful, and the reason my pulse forgets its rhythm. But when his past comes for him in the form of Dominik D'Angelo, the ruthless Mafia Don who wants him dead, my world fractures in ways no training could prepare me for. Because Dominik doesn't just want revenge. He wants me. Now I'm trapped between two men. Both powerful, dangerous, and willing to burn the world to have me. And I'm the prize neither of them intends to lose.

“You like being fucked by your bodyguard, Mr. CEO?” Nolan growled, thrusting deeper making Milo moan louder, rolling his eyes. “Stop running that smart mouth and take this.” He thrust harder. Milo Eves had always hated the idea of having a bodyguard. He is rich, and full of attitude. The youngest CEO in the industry, who knows how to secure a deal easily with his sharp mouth and how to get under people’s skin with that perfect smirk and sharp tongue. But when a threat puts a target on his back, the board forces him to hire a bodyguard. Nolan Ashford—cold, quiet, Assassin who takes the role of being a bodyguard for a spoilt brat, Milo. Milo hates him at first sight. Until he gets pinned against a wall and realizes how good hate can feel when it’s deep, rough, and hard enough to make him beg. It’s supposed to be just once. But Nolan keeps coming back. And Milo? He keeps letting him. Until the night they forget the condom…. And Milo starts feeling strange, A test is carried out and it comes out positive. The CEO is pregnant!!

I have a duty to uphold my family's reputation, image, and power. It all became mine the moment I entered an arranged marriage with Tad Davenhall. But behind the perfect smiles and flashing cameras lies a life built on control and pressure. My marriage to Tad was never about love or loyalty. It lacked both. And more. The first time I saw Timothy Davenhall was at my family's Gala. The moment our eyes met, I felt our souls connect. He was mysterious, calm, dangerous, and everything Tad wasn’t. One look from him, and it felt like my skin was on fire. In that moment, I knew I had to stay as far away from him as possible. But fate doesn't care about boundaries. Now my marriage is crumbling, and while one man looks at me like I’m a burden he can’t wait to discard, the other looks at me like I’m the light to his dark world. Loving him means breaking every rule. But staying means losing myself completely. Still, either one of those choices destroys us both.

/Completed/His eyes fully turned bright red and lethal, the dark grey fog surrounding him as he rose on his feet. Black pointed sharp claws jutted out of his fingers. His skin appeared paler than usual as he stared right into my soul."W-What are...you?" I questioned, my lips trembling in fear."Daemonuim rex" He hissed, his claws disappearing. I froze in my seat as those words echoed in my ears. I know what he meant. Demon King. ***Talia wanted an adventure. Working two jobs and living in a dump for an apartment does that to you. When her friend drags her to the club, she is excited at the prospect of meeting someone new. That’s how she meets Lukas, the handsome stranger at the bar who beds her and leaves the next morning. Her entire life changes because of that one night.From finding out she's demons mate, who’s pregnant with the first half-demon child to ridiculously dressed fairies showing up at her door, getting abducted by the guy with a spear, her life becomes an adventure she wished she never asked. ***

Warning: Mature Content “Tell me all your Sexual desires, my lady.” “I want to make sweet love to you, feel your gentle touch on my skin, inhale your minty breath while I kiss you passionately, moan in melody as you slide your dick deep inside my wet dripping pussy, begging you not to stop while thrusting deeper and deeper inside of me.” Hazel’s world shattered the night she found out her father wants to forcefully marry her out to a man she’s never met before, on her wedding night, she tries running away from home, she stumbled into a tall, handsome and a sinfully hot man. He’s everything she’s ever dreamed of in a man, love at first sight, not realizing he’s the man her father has arranged for her to marry. Will she still run away from home after meeting this hot spicy young man of her dreams on her wedding day? “Hazel met her dream man on her wedding day, not realizing he’s going to be her husband.”