
NAUGHTY DESIRES: A COLLECTION OF DARK EROTICA
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Warning : This book is filthy, addictive, and dangerously addictive.
Once you start... you won't want to stop.
NAUGHTY DESIRES - because some cravings are too wicked to resist.
In the velvet darkness where pleasure and pain entwine, surrender is the only choice.
A dominant stranger pins you beneath him on a bed of crimson rose petals, his hand wrapped possessively around your throat as your body trembles in helpless ecstasy. A ruthless billionaire demands your complete submission in a candlelit penthouse, turning your whispered "no" into a breathless "more." A dangerous lover drags you into the shadows, where every touch brands you, every command unravels you, and every climax leaves you aching for the next forbidden taste.
These scorching stories plunge deep into the rawest, darkest corners of desire-where powerful men take what they crave and willing women beg to be taken. No limits. No mercy. Only raw, dripping, heart-pounding heat that will ruin you for anything tame.
NAUGHTY DESIRES: A COLLECTION OF DARK EROTICA Chapter 1
Life didn't feel exciting anymore since I broke up with my ex-boyfriend Theo. Theo was one of the men who made me feel good, the kind that made my legs tremble and made my body react without control. But now that he's gone, I feel like nothing but a dry pond. I tried hanging out with strangers but I always felt uncomfortable around them.
It even got worse when I kept thinking about a guy who grabbed my ass at the bar during my last year in university. I wanted that feeling again. I wanted my ass to be grabbed and my pussy to flood without control, so I joined a sex chat group and I got paired with a mysterious man who didn't show me his picture. He said he preferred a face-to-face meeting, so I'm here to see him.
*********
Present day, 6pm.
I adjusted my short black gown as I crossed my legs on the chair, waiting for the mysterious man. He had already seen my picture but he couldn't show me his.
"If I knew I couldn't see his picture, I wouldn't have sent him mine," I mumbled under my breath, letting out a small sigh as I checked the entrance again.
I have been at the restaurant for almost twenty minutes now and my fingers kept tapping the table nervously. "Isn't he going to show up any longer?" I thought, my chest rising slowly as I tried to calm myself.
The door to the restaurant suddenly swung open and I looked up again, my eyes widening the moment I saw my biology professor walking forward. My heart skipped hard in my chest and my stomach tightened in shock. It even got more confusing when he walked directly toward me. I quickly turned my face and scanned the room to see who he was looking for, but he smiled and waved at me. I froze for a moment.
"You seem surprised Miss Harrison," he said as he walked closer to me.
I forced a small smile, though my heart was beating fast and my fingers tightened slightly on the chair. "Uh... what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Weren't you the one who requested for a sex partner?" he said.
My eyes widened and I quickly covered his mouth with my hand, my heart jumping as I leaned closer so people wouldn't hear us. "Shhh!" I whispered, my breath a little shaky.
He gently removed my hand from his mouth. "It's okay Miss Harrison, no one cares about what we say. Everyone here focuses on their own life," he said calmly.
"You're the one in the group chat... it was you, Professor Dickson?" I asked, confusion written all over my face as I stared at him.
"You're more of a tease than I thought," he said. "But yes, it was me." My heart beat faster when I realized the man from the chat group was actually my biology professor. I couldn't believe it, my chest rose and fell slowly as I tried to process what was happening. Out of all the men in the group, it had to be him.
"Not only that, you're also the one who's been making those bold comments online," he added with a small smile.
"I... I said those things online, not in real life," I muttered, feeling my cheeks grow warm. My fingers tightened slightly on the edge of the table as embarrassment rushed through me.
"I can't believe my best student is seeking pleasure online," he continued.
I rolled my eyes, trying to hide the nervous feeling building in my stomach. "Professor Dickson, you're also seeking pleasure here," I replied quietly.
He leaned back slightly in his chair and looked at me with a small smirk. "Have you been eating properly?" he asked casually.
I bit down my lip, looking a little confused by the sudden question.
"That's okay, Miss Harrison. You can talk," he said calmly.
"I... I'm fine," I replied, letting out a slow breath.
"When was the last time you felt pleasure?" he asked.
My heart skipped slightly at the question.
"A year ago, after my ex left me," I said softly.
"So he made you feel good?" he asked.
"Yes," I replied quietly. "He made me feel like a woman."
"You're more jealous than you think," he said with a slight laugh."You're about to get my professor into trouble," he added.
My eyes widened slightly and I leaned closer, lowering my voice. "These things weren't meant to be taken seriously. I was only joking," I whispered, my hands folding together nervously.
"But you came here to meet me," he said calmly as he finished his drink.
I felt a sudden wave of heat spread through my body. I didn't know how to answer that.
"I... I came because I was curious," I admitted.
He stood up slowly from the chair. "Come with me," he said.
My stomach tightened.
"I... I can't," I replied quickly, though my voice sounded weaker than I intended.
He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow. "You said you were bored with life," he reminded me.
I stood up slowly, my chair sliding back slightly. My legs felt a little shaky as I followed him.
The restaurant suddenly felt smaller around us.
We walked out of the restaurant together and stepped into the cool evening air. The soft wind brushed against my skin and made me shiver slightly.
He opened the door of his black SUV and looked at me.
"Be careful, you don't want to make yourself uncomfortable," he said quietly.
My heart was beating faster again.
"I'm going to make you very wet," he added, his voice low.
My breath caught in my throat.
For a moment I just stared at him, my mind spinning with confusion and curiosity.
I knew I should walk away. But instead, I stepped closer to the car. Something inside me was already pulling me toward whatever was about to happen next.
Chapter 1 – Professor Dickson Dick pt 1
Life didn't feel exciting anymore since I broke up with my ex-boyfriend Theo. Theo was one of the men who made me feel good, the kind that made my legs tremble and made my body react without control. But now that he's gone, I feel like nothing but a dry pond. I tried hanging out with strangers but I always felt uncomfortable around them.
It even got worse when I kept thinking about a guy who grabbed my ass at the bar during my last year in university. I wanted that feeling again. I wanted my ass to be grabbed and my pussy to flood without control, so I joined a sex chat group and I got paired with a mysterious man who didn't show me his picture. He said he preferred a face-to-face meeting, so I'm here to see him.
*********
Present day, 6pm.
I adjusted my short black gown as I crossed my legs on the chair, waiting for the mysterious man. He had already seen my picture but he couldn't show me his.
"If I knew I couldn't see his picture, I wouldn't have sent him mine," I mumbled under my breath, letting out a small sigh as I checked the entrance again.
I have been at the restaurant for almost twenty minutes now and my fingers kept tapping the table nervously. "Isn't he going to show up any longer?" I thought, my chest rising slowly as I tried to calm myself.
The door to the restaurant suddenly swung open and I looked up again, my eyes widening the moment I saw my biology professor walking forward. My heart skipped hard in my chest and my stomach tightened in shock. It even got more confusing when he walked directly toward me. I quickly turned my face and scanned the room to see who he was looking for, but he smiled and waved at me. I froze for a moment.
"You seem surprised Miss Harrison," he said as he walked closer to me.
I forced a small smile, though my heart was beating fast and my fingers tightened slightly on the chair. "Uh... what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Weren't you the one who requested for a sex partner?" he said.
My eyes widened and I quickly covered his mouth with my hand, my heart jumping as I leaned closer so people wouldn't hear us. "Shhh!" I whispered, my breath a little shaky.
He gently removed my hand from his mouth. "It's okay Miss Harrison, no one cares about what we say. Everyone here focuses on their own life," he said calmly.
"You're the one in the group chat... it was you, Professor Dickson?" I asked, confusion written all over my face as I stared at him.
"You're more of a tease than I thought," he said. "But yes, it was me." My heart beat faster when I realized the man from the chat group was actually my biology professor. I couldn't believe it, my chest rose and fell slowly as I tried to process what was happening. Out of all the men in the group, it had to be him.
"Not only that, you're also the one who's been making those bold comments online," he added with a small smile.
"I... I said those things online, not in real life," I muttered, feeling my cheeks grow warm. My fingers tightened slightly on the edge of the table as embarrassment rushed through me.
"I can't believe my best student is seeking pleasure online," he continued.
I rolled my eyes, trying to hide the nervous feeling building in my stomach. "Professor Dickson, you're also seeking pleasure here," I replied quietly.
He leaned back slightly in his chair and looked at me with a small smirk. "Have you been eating properly?" he asked casually.
I bit down my lip, looking a little confused by the sudden question.
"That's okay, Miss Harrison. You can talk," he said calmly.
"I... I'm fine," I replied, letting out a slow breath.
"When was the last time you felt pleasure?" he asked.
My heart skipped slightly at the question.
"A year ago, after my ex left me," I said softly.
"So he made you feel good?" he asked.
"Yes," I replied quietly. "He made me feel like a woman."
"You're more jealous than you think," he said with a slight laugh."You're about to get my professor into trouble," he added.
My eyes widened slightly and I leaned closer, lowering my voice. "These things weren't meant to be taken seriously. I was only joking," I whispered, my hands folding together nervously.
"But you came here to meet me," he said calmly as he finished his drink.
I felt a sudden wave of heat spread through my body. I didn't know how to answer that.
"I... I came because I was curious," I admitted.
He stood up slowly from the chair. "Come with me," he said.
My stomach tightened.
"I... I can't," I replied quickly, though my voice sounded weaker than I intended.
He looked down at me and raised an eyebrow. "You said you were bored with life," he reminded me.
I stood up slowly, my chair sliding back slightly. My legs felt a little shaky as I followed him.
The restaurant suddenly felt smaller around us.
We walked out of the restaurant together and stepped into the cool evening air. The soft wind brushed against my skin and made me shiver slightly.
He opened the door of his black SUV and looked at me.
"Be careful, you don't want to make yourself uncomfortable," he said quietly.
My heart was beating faster again.
"I'm going to make you very wet," he added, his voice low.
My breath caught in my throat.
For a moment I just stared at him, my mind spinning with confusion and curiosity.
I knew I should walk away. But instead, I stepped closer to the car. Something inside me was already pulling me toward whatever was about to happen next.
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NAUGHTY DESIRES: A COLLECTION OF DARK EROTICA of Contents
Chapter 1 Ch. 1Chapter 2 Ch. 2Chapter 3 Ch. 3Chapter 4 Ch. 4Chapter 5 Ch. 5Chapter 6 Ch. 6
Chapter 7 Ch. 7
Chapter 8 Ch. 8
Chapter 9 Ch. 9
Chapter 10 Ch. 10
Chapter 11 Ch. 11
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8.2
Ten years as childhood friends and three as husband and wife ended in her husband's betrayal, and her brothers' indifference. Diagnosed with mid-stage stomach cancer, Roselyn saw the truth of her life.
She walked away from everything, rising from an overlooked office worker to a leading figure in the tech world.
She outplayed her husband into signing divorce papers. When they met again, he begged, "I was wrong... take me back. I'd give you my stomach if I could."
Her once arrogant brothers pleaded too, but she felt nothing. After all, love that arrived too late meant nothing to her now-she simply didn't care anymore.
As they stood desperate, a man stepped forward and wrapped her in his arms. "Why waste time on them? Look at me instead."

7.3
I was tracing the gold paint on my own tombstone when a hand tapped me on the shoulder.
It was Clayton.
The same man who, five years ago, had left me bleeding out in a ditch because he didn't want to be late for my sister's engagement party.
"Die quietly, Ivy," he had said over the phone before hanging up.
Now, standing over my grave, he dropped his cheap plastic flowers in shock.
"Ivy? You're... we buried you."
They hadn't buried me.
They had buried an empty box to save face, mourning a "troubled" daughter they had actually discarded like broken trash the moment I became a liability.
Clayton's shock quickly turned to that familiar, arrogant anger.
He accused me of faking my death for attention.
He told me I was sick for putting the family through such pain.
He even reached out to grab my arm, intending to drag me back to my father to apologize.
"You're coming with me," he spat. "You owe us an explanation."
But he made a fatal mistake.
He thought he was talking to Ivy Dillard, the soft girl who cried when she skinned her knees.
He didn't notice the town car waiting at the curb, or the man stepping out of it.
Before Clayton's fingers could graze my coat, a hand made of steel caught his wrist.
Collin Richardson, the most feared Capo in Chicago, stepped between us.
"Touch my wife again," Collin whispered, his voice promising violence. "And you lose the hand."
I smiled at the terror draining the color from Clayton's face.
I didn't come back from the dead to explain myself.
I came back to bury them.

8.0
"Just watch... I'll take you away from that deceitful woman."
Yvette whispered softly, but the resolve in her heart was unshakable.
Her heart shattered as she witnessed the wedding of Aaron-the man she had loved for so long, the very same adoptive brother who once gave her a sense of home-to another woman.
It was no secret.
Aaron knew how she felt.
And yet, he still chose to marry someone else... as if Yvette's love had never meant a thing.
Just when she tried to accept that painful reality, she uncovered a truth far more devastating.
Belinda... was not as kind as she seemed.
The cunning hidden behind her gentle smile only made it harder for Yvette to let go-only strengthened her belief that the man she loved had fallen into the wrong hands.
The love she had once buried deep within her heart had now twisted into something far darker.
An obsession.
Yvette no longer wished to surrender.
She would take back what was meant to be hers... by any means necessary.
Even if it meant destroying their marriage.

7.2
Betrayed by her sister. Killed by her husband.
Reborn, Sarah returns with one goal-revenge.
This time, she won't be the fool.
And with the Knox, the most dangerous man by her side...
she'll ruin them all, and take back everything that belongs to her.
Promotional line: They killed me once. This time, I'll destroy them first.

8.1
At sterlinggate university, only one rule matters:
Monsters do not belong.
Yuna never meant to become one.
After being publicly humiliated by her boyfriend , Yuna's emotions spiral out of control, she had a tough encounter with her bully, Megan, triggering a secret she was never meant to awaken. She isn't just a werewolf.
She is a kitsune.
A nine-tailed fox believed to be extinct.
A creature every wolf has been trained to hunt.
When her transformation is exposed, the university goes into lockdown. Hunters flood the campus. Silver charms are distributed. And one order is made clear:
"Kill the kitsune".
The only person willing to protect her is Noah Phillips,the star wolf of the university... and the son of the chief hunter leading the execution.
As danger closes in and her powers grow harder to control, Yuna must choose:
hide and survive, or rise and fight back.
Because if the wolves discover the truth...
They won't just kill her.
They'll start a war.

9.3
On her wedding night at The Plaza Hotel, Clara went looking for her husband.
Instead, she found him in the dimly lit parking garage, passionately pinning down her bridesmaid.
She couldn't even scream or expose them. Just hours before the ceremony, Julian had tricked her into signing away her twenty percent shares of their co-founded company, leaving her completely penniless and unable to pay her grandmother's life-saving medical bills.
Fleeing in absolute despair, a sudden hotel blackout plunged her into a second nightmare. She was dragged into a pitch-black room and brutally violated by a heavily drugged stranger.
When a shattered Clara returned to the office to audit the books and reclaim her power, Julian demoted her to a dusty desk by the trash cans.
He flaunted his mistress in the executive suite and deliberately sent Clara into a horrifying trap. He arranged for vicious clients to drug and assault her, demanding high-definition blackmail photos so he could divorce her with absolutely nothing.
"Since you want to play rough, you can service Mr. Petrocelli tonight," the thug sneered, locking the VIP room door.
Clara was pushed to the brink of hell. Why was the man she devoted three years of her life to trying to destroy her so completely? And why did the freezing cedarwood scent of the stranger who ruined her in the dark perfectly match Conrad Vance, the ruthless CEO and Julian's untouchable uncle?
Rather than let Julian win, Clara smashed a glass bottle, held the jagged edge to her own throat to force the men back, and threw herself off the second-floor balcony into the freezing night.
But the bone-crushing impact never came. A massive figure shot out from the shadows and caught her, and her brutal counterattack finally began.











