Little Cupids

"You crave to be dominated, to be taken by more than one man. You want us to fill you all at once. You want us to tear that sweet little pussy of yours..." *** A trip to her aunt's place Viola Finn's life turned when she met her mate. Instead of getting one mate like others, she got three. She pretends to be disgusted but deep down she knew they are exactly what she needs, what she craves. Callum, Declan, and Flynn's soul were bonded together since their birth. They have shared each and everything since their childhood so it didn't come as a shock to them that they have one mate. The moment they met her, the animals within them want to make her theirs and they'll not stop till they make her their, either by hook or crook. What will Viola do when life throws three handsome Greek gods in your way except for laying back and take whatever they have to offer? *** ???????: ???? ????? ???????? ?????? ???????.

WARNING: RESTRICTED READ IT IF YOU ARE 18+ This novel contains sex, exhibitionism, rape, seduction, gender switching, and many other perverted things read it at your own risk and any words names are not represent real life people or place. Everything is just a story of imagination. “Yak! How smelly” “She is ugly too” “Sigh, this comments never change even though it is my birth day today” it has been like this all my life, I am 40 year old working as a freelance erotic game designer for a living because they don’t want me to come to their office for work. My mother died when I was a kid and my father abandoned me. All my life is useless no one to share, no lover, no friend no nothing. I hope if there is a next life I will definitely live a little better life. What is that thing it looked like a short sword but it is round and no edge. What is this why am I in this dorm again where are my stuff “Welcome to the perverted cultivation system” If you want to become beautiful and quench your lustful heart then earn the quest points from the system. look is this quest “go to school without underwear”

Little though they seem to think of it, the people of this twenty-ninth century live continually in fairyland. Surfeited as they are with marvels, they are indifferent in presence of each new marvel.

Destinie Luciana Scar. The name sent tremors through everyone in the cursed village. If they saw her, they hid. Locked the doors and prayed she didn't pick any of them as the sacrifice. Once taken, they never came back. Men, Women, children, babies. She shows no mercy. It is said she loves only herself and no one else. Only one person has ever gotten close and he is as evil as she is. The daughter of Hades wants revenge and she's not stopping until she's satisfied. Determined, Daring, and Dangerous. She is powerful and nothing stopped her. Ever The son of three major and powerful deities. Son of the Moon, Nature herself, and the Magic that bloomed. He loved her and she was ignorant of that. He loved her and she was his mate. He does anything for her and never judges her. He supports her through everything. While everyone hates her and hopes for her ultimate death, he does everything to keep her satisfied and safe. He will let no one hurt her because he knows that deep inside is a hurt little girl who only wants justice for the crimes committed against her family. He believes one thing and one thing only, no matter what others say. And that is... ...The devil's daughter can love. He'll prove his mate isn't a heartless monster, not how many think. That she is beautiful and they'll see what he sees. He'll stop at nothing.

Finding out there is another world and creatures living among them is overwhelming but having been told that you not only have a mate but two is terrifying for a human to take. Mireya Pericles lived her life as normal as any human can have until she's told that she is the fated Queen of the King of Werewolves and King of Vampires. She is also the key to stop a war from coming. Being a hopeless romantic that she is, she decided to hide the fact that she's their mate with her guardian's help to get to know them first and see if she'll fall in love with them. Hannibal Thanatos, the King of werewolves lost hope in finding his fated mate and set a date to finally end his suffering. Seymour Von-Carstien gave up on finding his one and only after not finding her for so long and bedded womam after woman. Imagine their surprise when they find out that the little black-haired lady around them all this time is the one Goddess gave them. Love. Hope. War. Fate. Betrayal.

1801.—I have just returned from a visit to my landlord—the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with. This is certainly a beautiful country! In all England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society. A perfect misanthropist’s heaven: and Mr. Heathcliff and I are such a suitable pair to divide the desolation between us. A capital fellow! He little imagined how my heart warmed towards him when I beheld his black eyes withdraw so suspiciously under their brows, as I rode up, and when his fingers sheltered themselves, with a jealous resolution, still further in his waistcoat, as I announced my name.

Ella Taron met Neil Wilson who is a College Professor that taught her about dating and relationships. She also partnered with him in his solo little club called "Fixing Hearts Request". Ella soon realizes that she has a lot of things to take into her mind especially with friendships and love.

Because of a break up and Cupid's little accident of shooting his arrow to a wrong match, Carly, the girl who just woke up from coma, has a mission to make a guy believe in Love to undo Cupid's mistake. Will she make it?

“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.” ― Marilyn Monroe

The stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the year, over the down, walking from Bramblehurst railway station, and carrying a little black portmanteau in his thickly gloved hand. He was wrapped up from head to foot, and the brim of his soft felt hat hid every inch of his face but the shiny tip of his nose; the snow had piled itself against his shoulders and chest, and added a white crest to the burden he carried. He staggered into the "Coach and Horses" more dead than alive, and flung his portmanteau down. "A fire," he cried, "in the name of human charity! A room and a fire!" He stamped and shook the snow from off himself in the bar, and followed Mrs. Hall into her guest parlour to strike his bargain. And with that much introduction, that and a couple of sovereigns flung upon the table, he took up his quarters in the inn.