The Luna's Curse
READING AGE 16+
"Come closer, I want to see the strength you hide beneath the scars.” Jasmine has always been cast aside, her family’s cruelty leaving her isolated and broken. Her step mother adored her sister, Giana, and gave Jasmine nothing but indifference. Giana, ever the rival, stole everything—including Jasmine’s boyfriend. When she discovers her fated mate, Hardin, he cruelly rejects her for another, leaving her devastated. Now alone and heartbroken, Jasmine is offered as a breeder to the ruthless Lycan king, Xavier—a man with a cold heart and a dark reputation. But Xavier finds himself captivated by Jasmine’s resilience, sparking an unexpected connection between them. Torn between loyalty to her mate and a forbidden bond with the enigmatic king, Jasmine faces a choice that could transform her fate. When her sister returns, determined to ruin her, and dark secrets about her family emerge, Jasmine must decide: will she become nothing more than a pawn, or rise to claim her place as Xavier’s Luna and rewrite her own destiny?
Unfold
Word of Silas's binding reached the Council before dawn.
Jasmine felt the shift in the air the moment their envoy arrived at Liora's gates — a stiff, silver-cloaked figure who did not bow so much as consent to remain upright in her presence.
"The Council requests your return," the envoy said, "to answer for the death magic you have wielded against a servant of the old order."
"I bound him," Jasmine said. "I didn't kill him. There's a difference, and your Council knows it, or they wouldn't have sent someone to negotiate instead of someone to collect a body."
The envoy's mouth thinned. "The...
At this moment, Selena thought that Carter was moved, he finally recognized the truth and loved her again. But the more she expected, the more she was disappointed.
Then, he said to her, "I love your sister, I will never love you!" and sent her to prison cruelly.
Five years later, Selena came back.
He suddenly became nice to her, and even kissed her in front of everyone. I’m sorry and I will spend the rest of my life to compensate you. Will you forgive me?"
Selena laughed coldly, "Forgive you? I won’t forgive you until you’re dead!"
Everything changed when I turned eighteen. The love I had for him turned into something strange I couldn't control. I began to crave things I shouldn't get from him.
For years, I craved to have him, but the forbidden relationship couldn't let me cross the line.
I came home for a few weeks school break and found him more attractive. The first night back f, I woke to my mother’s moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the house.
I shouldn’t have listened. I definitely shouldn’t have touched myself. But I ended up fingering myself while thinking of him devouring me. As forbidden as it was, I wished I was the one he was fucking.
The next morning, my mother announced we were moving into my stepdad’s new house.
After packing our stuff, only one seat was left in the car. So I ended up sitting on my stepdad's lap while my mom drove.
In the backseat, while my mother focused on the road, strange movements were made, and I ended up crossing the line I've been holding for years. And after we arrived home, I was still NOT satisfied.
Coming home for school break, I found him more attractive than ever. That first night back, I caught my stepdad in his study, watching porn and stroking a dick that made my boyfriend's dick look like a toy. The shock was electric, especially when he moaned my name and cummed on my bikini picture.
The next morning, during breakfast. Our neighbor had borrowed my chair, so my mom told me to sit on my stepdad’s lap for the breakfast.
Right there, while my mother ate her food and talked to us, things turned naughty. I let him fuck me, and fill me up with his hot seed right under her nose. Even after all that, I was still not satisfied. I wanted more.
The question hit like a direct blow to the gut.
My breath hitched.
This was so wrong, I told myself over and over, my fists clenching so hard.
But still, it didn't stop my pussy from pulsing so fast.
I clenched my thighs, hard, but it was pointless. The ache was already too intense. I felt soaked, strung tight. I could feel my juice sliding down my thigh.
He was close. Too close.
If I had moved back an inch, I would have felt his chest against my back. I hated how much I wanted that. I hated how badly I craved something I should never have entertained.
He was my brother-in-law.
Content Warning: This book is rated +18 and is intended for adults only. It delves into explicit sexual content, graphic language and morally questionable themes.
The next day, during an Argentina match, with the excuse that I was too panicked to sit on the floor because of rat, he invited me to sit on his lap. Right there on the couch, with my oblivious mom standing mere inches behind us, we did the impossible.
“Please, Daddy,” I cried, voice breaking. “Please fuck your little brat’s tight pussy. I’ve been so bad—punish me with your cock. Stretch me open and fill me up. I’ll be good, I promise—just please fuck me hard.”
At home, where secret desires burn hot, WET FOR DADDY brings you a hot collection of forbidden stories. Young stepdaughters grow up under the strong gaze of their powerful stepdaddies. Soon, care turns into raw hunger and wild need.
From the busy boss who takes his naughty stepdaughter on his big desk, to the tough rancher who shows his curious girl how to ride more than horses — these tales dive deep into naughty, throbbing lust.
Every soft “good girl,” every firm hand, and every secret night touch leads to explosive pleasure that breaks all the rules.
Steamy, bold, and deliciously wrong, this book gives you pure taboo fun that will leave you wet, breathless, and wanting more. Give in to your darkest stepdaddy dreams — no shame, just hot, dripping fantasy.