Fifty Shades Of Filthy Desires
Queen Mother · Ongoing · 142.7k Words
Introduction
"Have you ever done this before?" he asks, his voice low and dangerous.
I hesitate, my breath catching as he steps closer, his presence overwhelming.
"Good," he murmurs, his touch sending heat through my body. "Because tonight, you're mine."
"Turn around, princess."
This collection features intense passion, forbidden relationships, and reverse harem dynamics, exploring desires you may have never dared to imagine.
You've been warned. These stories are bold, seductive, and impossible to put down.
Pour a glass of wine, get comfortable, and prepare for a journey into temptation.
Chapter 1
Avery
I'm going to regret this.
Or not.
"This is a very very bad idea, Kate."
Kate nudges my shoulder, shrugging as I turn away from the chaos to look at her.
"Relax, Avery. It's just a party," she says giggling, already half-drunk. I should have known she was drunk when I called her and her responses were slurred. My fucking boyfriend broke up with me tonight and Kate was the only one I could call. Her solution for getting over my ex was joining her at the college boobs and booze party.
"Just a party? There are fucking boobs everywhere.." an obviously drunk blondie with large boobs passes by, waving at me with a wink. "In my face!" I continue as I shoot daggers with my eyes at Kate.
"That was fucking hot," she laughs, taking one more shot down.
"Kate!"
"Where would you rather be, Avery? At home crying in your fucking bed? Or at this party kissing hot dudes and girls?"
I stay silent, knowing I do not want to do the former. Hell, I do not want to think of him ever again.
Kate leans in closer to me, her dark hard nipples grazing my bare arm. "You might even get fucked with some good dick, not the tiny weenie Derek had you stuck with."
"Kate," I whisper-yell, hitting her playfully. She had seen my ex-boyfriend's dick when she mistakenly walked into my room while I was giving the jerk a blowjob.
"You know I'm only saying the truth girl," Kate says, raising her eyebrows.
"I'll stay," I whisper.
"Now you're talking bitch." Kate hands me a cup of what I think should be alcohol but doesn't quite smell like it. I don't bother to ask as I hold my breath, downing the contents in a gulp. My throat burns almost immediately.
"Now, take off your top and show off those titties." I hesitate for a moment, thinking about how much of a bad idea this is. "It's a boobs and booze party for fucks sake, Avery," Kate adds, gesturing to her bare titties and alcohol on the table.
"Ladies…ladies," a dark-skinned dude with beautiful grey eyes walks up to us. He has his eyes fixed on my legs.
"Heavens, those are perfect legs." He licks his bottom lip and finally drags his eyes to mine. "I'll give anything to spread them and have you sit on my face," he adds.
"Avery, Ben. Ben, Avery," Kate says, doing the awkward introductory part.
"K, you never told me you had a very hot friend," Ben says. I become awkwardly shy.
"You never asked,' Kate replies.
A scream, overpowering the loud music steals our attention as we turn in the direction it came from. One of the cheerleading hotties is getting fucked on a couch by Mason, the football captain. He is pounding into her from behind, her ass cheeks jiggling with each thrust. I shut my eyes, looking away as fast as I can.
"How?" I ask, puzzled why I get to watch two adults fuck themselves out in the open …" Why?"
"The party's just getting started," Ben laughs, turning back to look at me.
"Heads up, Ben, Avery's one of the good girls," Kate adds with a mocking tone.
"I'm not a good girl," I retort.
"Then prove it to me," Kate dares, her eyes growing darker with mischief.
"I will," I answer before thinking of how foolish this is going to turn out to be.
"Then take that damn top off," she dares. I fucking hate her but backing out will make Ben and everyone here think I'm a weak one. I stop myself just before I talk myself out of it.
"Fuck yes," I retort, pulling my pink crop top over my head, leaving just my black mini-skirt.
"Well fuckkkkk," Ben groans as his gaze moves to my boobs. Kate has a smug look on her face. "Much better. Now go fuck!"
The blonde girl who had passed before walks to us this time and stops in front of Kate. She has nothing at this time.
"I'll catch up with you later, Avery," Kate says, her eyes glued to the blondie's heavy chest. "Or not." She spanks the blondie's ass, pulling her away with her as they leave Ben and I on the spot.
"Let's go have some fun," he says, nodding his head towards the stairs. I follow behind him as he leads us through a crowd of high and drunk college kids till we get to an empty room upstairs. There's a bed with blue sheets half-laid.
"Ever had sex before?" he asks as he begins to take off his pants. There's a huge bulge in his boxer already.
"Ye..yes," I stutter.
He closes the distance between us and grabs my right boob in his palm.
"Good, cause i'm going to fuck your little cunt till you beg me to stop." I clench my thighs to ease the ache building up down there.
"Bend over, princess."
Fuck Derek.
Last Chapters
#128 Chapter 128
Last Updated: 7/16/2026#127 Chapter 127
Last Updated: 7/16/2026#126 Chapter 126
Last Updated: 7/15/2026#125 Chapter 125
Last Updated: 7/15/2026#124 Chapter 124
Last Updated: 7/15/2026#123 Chapter 123
Last Updated: 7/15/2026#122 Chapter 122
Last Updated: 7/15/2026#121 Chapter 121
Last Updated: 7/15/2026#120 Chapter 120
Last Updated: 7/15/2026#119 Chapter 119
Last Updated: 7/15/2026
You Might Like 😍
After One Night with the Alpha
I thought I was waiting for love. Instead, I got fucked by a beast.
My world was supposed to bloom at the Moonshade Bay Full Moon Festival—champagne buzzing in my veins, a hotel room booked for Jason and me to finally cross that line after two years. I’d slipped into lacy lingerie, left the door unlocked, and lay on the bed, heart pounding with nervous excitement.
But the man who climbed into my bed wasn’t Jason.
In the pitch-black room, drowned in a heady, spicy scent that made my head spin, I felt hands—urgent, scorching—searing my skin. His thick, pulsing cock pressed against my dripping cunt, and before I could gasp, he thrust hard, tearing through my innocence with ruthless force. Pain burned, my walls clenching as I clawed at his iron shoulders, stifling sobs. Wet, slick sounds echoed with every brutal stroke, his body unrelenting until he shuddered, spilling hot and deep inside me.
"That was amazing, Jason," I managed to say.
"Who the fuck is Jason?"
My blood turned to ice. Light slashed across his face—Brad Rayne, Alpha of Moonshade Pack, a werewolf, not my boyfriend. Horror choked me as I realized what I’d done.
I ran away for my life!
But weeks later, I woke up pregnant with his heir!
They say my heterochromatic eyes mark me as a rare true mate. But I’m no wolf. I’m just Elle, a nobody from the human district, now trapped in Brad's world.
Brad’s cold gaze pins me: “You carry my blood. You’re mine.”
There is no other choice for me but to chose this cage. My body also betrays me, craving the beast who ruined me.
WARNING: Mature Readers Only
Pregnant by My Husband's Rival Alpha
Those words should have destroyed me, but the truth was worse: I'd been used as a broodmare by the man who swore to love me, set up in a hotel room with a stranger because My husband Alexander Cross couldn't father children himself, and now I carried the secret babies of Damon Lester—the most powerful and dangerous Alpha in San Loris—while my own family replaced me with the daughter they'd always wanted. But when that same stranger's doctor appeared at my door, when twenty million dollars exchanged hands over a fake perfume bearing my secret identity, and when Damon's gray eyes locked onto mine with recognition I couldn't afford, I realized my carefully hidden life as the legendary perfumer Vera was colliding with a pregnancy that could cost me everything.
Could I protect my babies from the husband plotting my death, hide my true identity from the Alpha who's been hunting me for years, and reclaim the freedom I'd buried along with my dreams—even if it means standing alone against the wolves who see me as nothing more than a womb to be used and discarded?
Bella and Her Beast
.
Locked in her frozen tower, Bella dreamed of warmth, of touch, of freedom and of love. Cursed with the power of ice and snow, she’s spent her life alone. A secret they tried to protect the world from. Her only escape comes in the form of the books she reads. Stories of heat, desire, and the kind of love that could melt even her frostbitten heart.
Damien is the Beast. A dragon King with a temper forged in flame and a soul hollowed by duty. The world fears him. The people call him a monster. But beneath the scales and the rage lies a man who has never been touched by love.
When frost meets fire, the world shatters. She was never meant to leave her tower. He was never meant to find her. But destiny doesn’t bow to kings or care for cages and now the question burns through them both: Can Bella have her Beast? Or will the girl of snow melt in the heat of his desire?
.
"I’m keeping her."
"What?"
Before I can react, he scoops her up. Her small body fits easily in the cradle of his talons. For a split second, she looks startled, but not afraid. Her hand rests against one scaled finger, and she stares up at him with that same curious wonder, as though she’s already forgotten she was ever meant to fear me.
"Put her down," I try to command, panic threading through my thoughts. "You’ll hurt her."
"She’s ours," the beast insists, possessive and fierce. "Our snowflake."
First Taste in a Century
But Lysander’s arrival spells disaster. In a clumsy accident, he doesn't just ruin dinner; he obliterates her state-of-the-art scientific instruments. With her life’s work destroyed and her synthetic supply cut off, the scent of his living blood overwhelms her engineered senses. Forced to break a century-long abstinence, she takes what she needs, only to find herself addicted not just to his taste, but to the man himself.
Using the equipment as a flimsy excuse to lure him back, Vivienne battles a terrifying new obsession. She craves his body despite believing he’s taken, despising her own weakness. Meanwhile, Lysander’s initial terror curdles into a forbidden fascination. Can a relationship survive when one person feels everything, and the other only hungers?
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother
"What is wrong with me?
Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?
It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.
He’s my boyfirend’s brother.
This is Tyler’s family.
I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.
Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.
When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.
I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.
**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
Accidentally Crossing the Tycoon
Four years ago, the Bailey family faced a devastating financial crisis.
Just when bankruptcy seemed inevitable, a mysterious benefactor emerged, offering salvation with one condition: a contract marriage.
Rumors swirled about this enigmatic man—whispers claimed he was hideously ugly and too ashamed to show his face, possibly harboring dark, twisted obsessions.
Without hesitation, the Baileys sacrificed me to protect their precious biological daughter, forcing me to take her place as a pawn in this cold, calculated arrangement.
Luckily, in those four years, the mysterious husband never asked to meet in person.
Now, in the final year of our arrangement, the husband I've never met is demanding we meet face to face.
But disaster struck the night before my return—drunk and disoriented, I stumbled into the wrong hotel room and ended up sleeping with the legendary financial mogul, Caspar Thornton.
What the hell am I supposed to do now?
Omega Bound
Thane Knight is the alpha of the Midnight Pack of the La Plata Mountain Range, the largest wolf shifter pack in the world. He is an alpha by day and hunts the shifter trafficking ring with his group of mercenaries by night. His hunt for vengeance leads to one raid that changes his life.
Tropes:
Touch her and die/Slow burn romance/Fated Mates/Found family twist/Close circle betrayal/Cinnamon roll for only her/Traumatized heroine/Rare wolf/Hidden powers/Knotting/Nesting/Heats/Luna/Attempted assassination
Where The Ice Gives Way
Blake Atlas scents his mate the moment Charlotte arrives. The bond hits hard and unmistakable, but Charlotte doesn’t recognise it. She doesn’t know why her chest keeps pulling toward the one boy she absolutely cannot afford to want. Blake is Charlie’s new hockey captain. Charlie’s chance at making something good. Charlie makes it clear; his sister is off-limits and Blake tries to do the right thing, but secrets don’t stay buried forever. Rogues prowl the edges of town. The ice cracks. The bond tightens. Then Charlotte’s rare white wolf awakens, the very thing that makes her powerful, also makes her a target.
Shanti needs Shakti. (Peace needs strength.)
Where the Ice Gives Way is a slow-burn YA paranormal romance filled with fated mates, protective alpha energy, fierce sibling loyalty, found family pack bonds, hurt/comfort, and quiet, aching tension. It’s a story about first belonging, learning to be cared for, and what happens when the girl who has always held everyone else up finally falls, and someone catches her.
The Princess's Revenge
Alpha Logan is an illegitimate son whose mother disappeared when he was 10 years old. He grew up suffering from humiliation and lacking maternal love.
Alpha Logan saves Valencia at Marcus's funeral, which seems to be destined by fate—part of the Moon Goddess's grand plan.
As Valencia accidentally discovers prophecies in Logan's mother's diary that seem to be related to her, the truth gradually surfaces. Valencia appears to be merely a tool in a princess's revenge plot. How will Logan and Valencia navigate their path amid the national war and pack politics?
Mated to Her Alpha Instructor
Weeks later, our new Alpha combat instructor walks in. Regis. The guy from the woods. His eyes lock on mine, and I know he recognizes me. Then the secret I've been hiding hits me like a punch: I'm pregnant.
He has an offer that binds us tighter than ever. Protection… or a cage? Whispers turn ugly, darkness closes in. Why am I the one without a wolf? Is he my salvation… or will he drag me to ruin?
The mafia princess return
The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates
"Let me go," I whimper, my body trembling with need. "I don't want you touching me."
I fall forward onto the bed then turn around to stare at him. The dark tattoos of Domonic's chiseled shoulders, quiver and and expand with the heave of his chest. His deep dimpled smile is full of arrogance as he reaches behind himself to lock the door.
Biting his lip, he stalks toward me, his hand going to the seam of his pants and the thickening bulge there.
"Are you sure you don't want me to touch you?" He whispers, untying the knot and slipping a hand inside. "Because I swear to God, that is all I have been wanting to do. Every single day from the moment you stepped in our bar and I smelled your perfect flavor from across the room."
New to the world of shifters, Draven is human on the run. A beautiful girl who no one could protect. Domonic is the cold Alpha of the Red Wolf Pack. A brotherhood of twelve wolves that live by twelve rules. Rules which they vowed could NEVER be broken.
Especially - Rule Number One - No Mates
When Draven meets Domonic, he knows that she is his mate, but Draven has no idea what a mate is, only that she has fallen in love with a shifter. An Alpha that will break her heart to make her leave. Promising herself, she will never forgive him, she disappears.
But she doesn’t know about the child she’s carrying or that the moment she left, Domonic decided rules were made to be broken - and now will he ever find her again? Will she forgive him?
