CELINE:The Sheikh Dessert Bride

* **One night of betrayal. One night of passion. A lifetime of consequences.** Celine was always the shadow-the reliable twin who worked while her sister, Celeste, basked in the spotlight. But when she finds her boyfriend of five months in her sister's bed, the shadow finally snaps. A reckless night at a dive bar with a hazel-eyed stranger was supposed to be her escape, a way to forget the people who saw her as a spare part. But the stranger wasn't just a face in the crowd. He was **Idris Al-Miraj**, the billionaire Sheikh and the owner of the very hotel where Celine works. When her parents attempt to sell her into a sacrificial marriage to save the family's reputation, Celine finds herself hunted by her past and trapped by her future. Idris doesn't just want her back in his bed; he wants to own every brick of the wall she's built around her heart. Jobless, homeless, and backed into a corner by a family that only needs her when they can use her, Celine prepares to run again. But Idris has other plans. He doesn't want her to run. He doesn't even want her to surrender. He wants her to fight back. **"Use me,"** he says. In a world where power is the only currency, Celine must decide if the man who dismantled her life is her greatest enemy-or the only weapon she has left.

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Idris devoured her mouth like a condemned man tasting freedom-lips bruising fierce, tongue thrusting dominant to map every velvet inch, sucking her moans as sustenance. Celine arched desperate, virgin nerves exploding fireworks; five months repressing Jamal's pathetic nub made this explosion. Her nails gouged his scalp, yanking closer, hips grinding air needy.He ripped back gasping, eyes black lust. "Fuck, woman-you're dynamite." Hands ravaged: crop remnants shredded, bra snapped free-full D-cups spilled, nipples chocolate peaks begging. Palms kneaded rough, pinching rolls till she keened. "These tits-perfect for fucking.""Idris-please," she begged slurred, fumbling his fly. Virgin ache throbbed-empty, dripping.Dark chuckle vibrated. Shirt discarded: torso god-sculpted-pecs slabbed, eight-pack carved, V-line arrowing low, treasure trail begging follow. Pants dropped; his cock sprang-beast unleashed. Ten inches thick as wrist, veined angry, bulbous head purple-flaring, heavy balls swaying. Pre-cum wept slit; Celine gaped, pulse hammering. Monster-not pencil. Destroyer."Scared, virgin?" He stroked shaft lazy, smearing slick. "This fat cock's gonna split your tight little pussy wide-fill every inch."Fear thrilled; she spread thighs shameless. "Do it. Ruin me."Idris prowled predatory, jeans yanked her legs bare. Lace panties tented soaked; he ripped crotchless, inhaling feral. "Dripping cunt-smells like sex sin." Fingers parted puffy lips-virgin slit glistening nectar, clit throbbing pearl, hole fluttering tiny.Kneeling altar-like, breath torched inner thighs. "First, feast." Tongue lashed broad-base-to-tip lick dragging honey, circling clit suction. Celine screamed, hips bucking wild; untouched clit sparked supernova. "Holy-fuck! Don't stop!"He feasted rabid: lips vacuum clit, teeth grazing, tongue spearing hole shallow-fucking in-out. "Taste virgin pussy-so sweet, gushing for tongue. Bet you've fingered dreaming cock like mine." Two thick fingers breached-slow, stretching virgin ring, knuckles deep curling G-spot lash. Third joined scissoring; she sobbed, walls clenching vise."Look at you-three fingers splitting cherry hole, still begging more," he growled filthy, mouth returning clit assault, thumb grinding. "Cum-squirt my face, slut."Tsunami hit: orgasm wrecked-body convulsing violent, pussy spasming gush flooding hand/chin, scream shattering windows. Waves endless; he milked merciless, lapping clean till oversensitive tears.Panting wreckage, he reared-cock in fist, nudging folds. "Ready beast stretch?" Tip breached-head popping seal with burn, inching torturous. Virgin walls resisted, then yielded velvet grip. "Fuck-tightest cunt. Gripping like glove made for my dick."Halfway-pause, sweat beading, kissing whimpers. "Breathe, baby-gonna bottom out, fill completely." Hips snapped: final thrust buried balls-deep, cervix kissed blunt. Celine shrieked-pain ecstasy fusion, full beyond dreams. No gaps; massive girth stretched walls translucent, every vein pulsing inside."Feel that?" He ground deep circles. "Stuffed full-my huge cock owns this pussy now." Withdrawal slow drag-her cry loss-then slam rebuild. Rhythm built feral: hips pistoning jackhammer, balls slapping clit wet, bedframe demolition."Take it-fat dick wrecking virgin hole!" Dirty torrent. She clawed shoulders bloody, legs ankle-locked, meeting slams. "Yes-fill me! Harder!"Flip: doggy savage-ass high, cheeks spread, cock spearing deeper angle. Spanks rained-red handprints blooming. "Bounce back-milk this monster." She did, ass rippling, second orgasm coiling.Cowgirl chaos: straddling, impaling slow-watching disappear inch-by-inch stretch. "Ride-grind clit base." Tits bounced hypnotic; he sucked nipples bite, hands bruising hips guidance.Missionary finale: ankles shoulders folded, plowing primal-abdomen bulging cock outline. "Cum-squeeze cum from me!" Third climax detonated mutual-her walls vice-crush milking ropes hot seed painting womb.

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He shattered her. A stranger awakened her. Now she'll burn the world for her own redemption. Lila was a wolfless omega-obedient, unseen, and promised to an Alpha who shattered her with one cruel betrayal. One night with a stranger changes everything. Elliot is vengeance in a tailored suit. Cold. Unforgiving. And Lila is the daughter of the man he's sworn to destroy. She was never meant to matter-until the mate bond snaps into place, and hatred turns to hunger. Then there's Julian. Gentle. Steady. Safe. In his arms, Lila glimpses a life untouched by pain. But even the kindest hearts carry shadows. Caught between the fire and the calm, between a love that burns and a love that heals, Lila must face the truth of her bloodline, the secrets that bind her to both men-and the power growing inside her. She's done being obedient. She's done being silent. And she won't just survive-she'll rise from the ashes.

Action Mystery Werewolf

8.9

Arderemos en lo prohibido

8.9

In the shadow of a brutal underworld war, a dangerous attraction ignites between two souls from rival factions. As the mafia’s grip tightens, they must navigate a landscape of betrayal and lethal secrets. Every stolen moment risks total destruction, forcing them to choose between their deep-rooted loyalties and a forbidden desire that could burn their worlds down. In this high-stakes game of power, survival and passion collide with explosive consequences.

Action Mafia Romance

8.6

Enslaving The Moon Goddess

8.6

For a millennium, the Moon Goddess has reigned supreme over the werewolf realm, her power undisputed and her word law. However, an ancient prophecy foretells a shift in the cosmic balance, suggesting that even a deity can be brought to her knees. When a fierce warrior rises to challenge the divine order, a dangerous game of power and passion begins. This high-stakes struggle will test the limits of loyalty and desire as the fate of all shifters hangs in the balance.

Action Romance Werewolf

7.6

He Broke the Omega: The White Wolf's Revenge

7.6

For two thousand, five hundred and fifty-five days, I breathed air filtered through silver vents. Silver is poison to our kind, yet my Fated Mate, Alpha Dante Moretti, personally drove me to that prison and locked me in hell for seven years. He did it to protect another woman. When I was finally released, gaunt and broken, Dante didn't offer an apology. He offered excuses. He claimed it was necessary to save Chiara, the delicate "golden child" who supposedly saved his life years ago. But it was a lie. I was the one who had drained my veins until I went into shock to save him, while my parents handed the credit to Chiara. Now, back in the manor, I was forced to watch my mate feed her grapes and comfort her fake distress. My parents called me a "soulless waste" and demanded I annul our engagement so Dante could mark Chiara. They thought I was a weak Omega they could discard. They didn't know that the silver hadn't killed me; it had forged me. They had no idea that the "runt" they abused possessed the blood of the White Wolf, the most powerful creature in our history. When the truth finally shattered their lies, Dante crawled to me, bleeding and begging on his knees in a hotel hallway. But I didn't feel triumph. I felt nothing. "I, Alessia Salinas, reject you, Dante Moretti." I walked away from the Alpha who broke me, leaving him to scream into the silence of a severed bond.

Action LGBT+Romance Werewolf

8.0

His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Artist Returns

8.0

On our fifth anniversary, my husband slid a black velvet box across the table. Inside wasn't a diamond ring, but a fountain pen. "Sign the separation papers, Aurora," Ethan said. "Ilene is spiraling again. She needs to see we are over." I was the wife of the Mafia Underboss, yet I was being discarded for the Family Ward. Before I could answer, Ilene stormed into the restaurant. She shrieked that I was still wearing his ring and threw a bowl of boiling lobster bisque directly at my chest. As my skin blistered and peeled, Ethan didn't rush to me. He hugged her. "It's okay," he soothed the woman who had just assaulted me. "I've got you." The betrayal didn't stop there. When Ilene pushed me down the stairs days later, Ethan erased the security footage to protect her from the police. When I was kidnapped by his enemies, I called his emergency line—the one meant for life-or-death situations. He declined the call. He was too busy holding Ilene's hand to save his wife. That was the moment the chain broke. As the kidnapper's van sped onto the highway, I didn't wait for a rescue that would never come. I opened the door and jumped into the dark. Everyone thought Aurora Bruce died on that pavement. Two years later, Ethan stood outside a gallery in Paris, looking at the woman he had destroyed, finally realizing he had protected the wrong one.

Action Modern Romance

8.1

My Mate Killed Our Pups

8.1

Betrayal shatters a she-wolf's world when her own mate commits an unthinkable act: the murder of their innocent pups. Consumed by grief and a thirst for vengeance, she must navigate the brutal politics of the pack and her own broken heart. This gripping tale of loss and retribution follows her journey to seek justice against the male she once loved. In a world of shifting loyalties, she will stop at nothing to make him pay for his sins.

Action Romance Werewolf

CELINE:The Sheikh Dessert Bride

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