Primordial Sin System

Stormy Banks is an ordinary eighteen year old in college. all her life, she seemed perfectly normal until she meets Scott Bentley. Scott is a narcissistic boy with rude behaviours. He never lived a normal childhood and he wasn't planning on living the rest of his life normal, until he meets Stormy and she changes his upside down world into a beautiful chaos. But troubles and their past seemed to hunt their relationship as they move on, testing them at every turn.

“I should’ve known you weren’t as reckless as me,” he says quietly. “You’re Elliot’s little girl after all.” “I’m not a little girl,” I snap. “I’m twenty-five.” “And I’m almost twice your age, Natalie,” he says, almost like he’s giving up. “But that didn’t stop you from coming to me.” In a second, he has me pinned against the wall. His hands trails up the sides of my body. “Do you want me to stop?” he whispers, his breath hot against my neck. “I waited for you that night,” I whisper, my hand sliding up his chest. “I imagined us doing all the things you implied you’d do.” He groans softly, a low, guttural sound that vibrates through his chest. “Did you touch yourself?” he asks in a whisper, his eyes closed. My other hand moves lower, trailing down his body until I brush against the hard evidence of his desire. I feel his breath hitch, and I smirk, knowing what I’m doing to him. “Yeah, but it was your hands I was feeling.” On the brink of her second wedding anniversary, Natalie Jones uncovers a devastating betrayal—her husband, Michael Cooper, embraced passionately with his mistress. Confronting him in a dimly lit restaurant, Nat exposes his scheme to marry her for her father’s fortune and storms out, her heart shattered but her resolve unbroken. Ric Steward, on the other hand — billionaire and philanthropist — never expected his evening to ignite with scandal. When he sees Natalie—radiant, powerful, and on the edge of a breakdown—he’s immediately captivated. Their fiery, forbidden attraction is challenged when Ric learns she’s the daughter of a longtime friend. But that doesn’t stop Nat. It only makes her want Ric more…

For three years, Selene Kingsley had been everything Malcolm Sullivan could ask for. She handled every detail of his pack, swallowed every grievance, and stood by him without ever asking for more. But he still refused to claim her as the Luna of the Blackridge Pack. He wouldn't even give her a marking ceremony. It wasn't until she witnessed his betrayal with her own eyes that she finally understood. His heart had never been hers. It had always belonged to his first love. Shattered, she ended things. Malcolm only sneered at her. "You're an Omega. What can you do without me?" What he didn't know was that her true identity was the heir of the Lunaris Pack, an Alpha by blood. When she returned home, she reclaimed her honor, wealth, and status. However, she also needed to choose a powerful mate to secure an alliance. So she chose the strongest Alpha among the major pack—the Alpha commander Blake Lancaster, and bound herself to him. She thought their union would be nothing more than a political match, a practical arrangement where both sides got what they needed. She had no idea this formidable alpha had wanted her for a very long time.

*******He can spank me every single day, I might get addicted to this.  Suddenly he's off from me, and I instantly miss his dominant warmth, so I take a chance to look behind me and I must have died and gone to heaven, because Alessandro Moretti is stripping himself from his pristine suit, unveiling the fine body he hides underneath it.  First his jacket goes, then he angrily takes off his tie, his eyes never leaving mine and I'm completely immobilized as he reveals that chest to me that I would love to map with my finger.  I gulp when his hands go to his belt buckle and he drops his pants, dressed now in only black boxer briefs. He palms his very hard, very big erection through the material brazenly and I'm scared I might really get a heart attack from the way my heart is beating furiously.*****  When the Prince Of The Underground first lay eyes on the beauty that is Farrah Simpson, he is caught hook, line and sinker. At first he thinks he can get her out of his system, but the beauty has more depth than he could've ever imagined. Against her will and better judgement, she too falls in love with the dangerous criminal, changing her life forever. As much as Alessandro loves her, he has to let her go. He has too many enemies who would salivate at capturing her, and he simply cannot take the risk with the woman who owns his whole heart. He tries to stay away from her, but Farrah wouldn't let him. He made her fall in love with him and she cannot see her life without him. Will Alessandro be able to stay away from her? Or will Farrah convince him she's worth fighting for?

"Apologize this minute, or else!" Kade roared, his tone threatening. My heart skipped a beat, as if electrocuted, and my body tensed. I watched, fuming, as Kade's gaze locked onto Lisa's, their eyes melting into a romantic stare. My blood boiled, rage rushing through my veins. "Or else what?" I challenged, my tone dripping with defiance. Kade's gaze shifted to me, a manipulative smile spreading across his face. "Or else your tears will kiss my divorce papers tomorrow!" he sneered. I fired back, my voice steady. "No, my pen will kiss your papers in response!”

To get the man of her dreams, Rishel is ready to take a leap of blind reverence towards her ultimate idol --- Levi. It doesn't take long for him to notice her for she do become his girlfriend and an idol too making her in equal footing with him. As things between them get deeper, Rishel realize that it's not her who is obsess with whom. For Levi's obsession for her exceeds far that it's hard to believe his keeping a mistress alongside with her. To end the things between her and Levi, Rishel sleep with the CEO Lyndon leaving a bunch of problems after she run away with his child. When she come back a few years later, Rishel realize that both men are waiting for her return.

One witnessed murder. One ruthless mafia king. One ballerina who became his beautiful obsession. They say you can’t fall for your captor. They’ve never met Enzo Santini. He locks me up and tells me I mean nothing. Then touches me like I’m everything. His brother wants to save me. But I’m starting to wonder if I want to be saved.

Elara Banks was married to a man the world admired but in her own home she was invisible. The years of neglect left her alone,unseen, and completely heartbroken. When Sebastian chooses another woman over her and she overhears him says he would "take care of it" if she got pregnant, she realizes she must leave. Determined to protect her unborn child, Elara walks away leaving the wealth and lifestyle behind. Years later, Sebastian finds her but she is no longerthe woman he knew.She is thriving and fiercely protective of her child Elara must navigate the past and a desperate mistress to do everything to get Sebastian back.

"Is my touch angering Ms. Gomez?" His fingers traced her bare back, as he whispered in her ears. "Don't worry, I'll fuck you more better and harder than that so called love of yours, Doll," His tongue licked her earlobe. She fisted her palms "So hard that you will beg me to stop," He nibbled her earlobe "What else can we expect from a monster like you. A fucking monster who had tried to force himself on an 19 year old girl," She blurted out. A painful hiss escaped from her mouth, as he grabbed her hairs and pulled them. Her eyes filled with more tears, recalling that inhumanity he had tried to do with her when she was just 19. "I have already paid for that fucking thing, Melanie, with my everything and now you will have to pay for what I had to endure in all these fucking 4 years, just because of you," He groaned, like a caged animal. "You didn't trust me but that fucking love of your life and now look," He brushed his lips over her cheeks. "That love of your life has sold you to me," He pushed her on the bed. "I guess that's enough talk for tonight," His gaze scanned every inch of her naked body, making her horrified. "After all, it's our first wedding night, Mrs Melanie Adrian Salvatore," He hovered over her and she immediately tried to back away but he pinned her on the bed. His hungry vicious eyes bored deeper into her terrified ones. His thumb started tracing over her lower lip. "Now let's make this night the most memorable and painful night of my wife's life," He brushed his lips against hers. "So, she can remember our first wedding night, till the last breath of her life,"

When she learnt that she is a witch her life turned upside down, yet she never wanted magic to control her life. It all changed once she found out she accidently began casting a spell she needs to complete before her 30th birthday. Now, she can either make her fated one kiss her, or she will die… The problem is, her destined person is immune to magic, which will her uneasy task even more complicated. Find out where the ill fate will lead a beginner witch and a cold man in expensive suit…