Willa Raven was never supposed to have a designation. Omegas went extinct years ago-until the scientists dragged her into a white room and forced one to awaken in her veins. Now she's trapped in a facility that treats her like a specimen, watched by cameras, syringes... and three men she was never meant to meet. A silent Alpha kept in chains, a gentle-eyed apprentice with secrets behind his calm facade, and a boyish voice in the dark whose scent makes her purr. Her body says she belongs to them. Her mind says run.

The woods were my home-quiet, safe, and far from the reach of monsters. Until the day they came for me. Dragged from the only life I knew, I was taken to a castle ruled by King Vaelorn-a monster whispered to be more legend than man, feared even by his kind. They say his golden eyes can freeze the air, his wrath can level villages, and his cruelty has no equal. I swore I would keep my head down, stay invisible, and survive. But the closer I get to him, the more I feel his gaze burning through me, unraveling every ounce of fear I have left. He's dangerous. He's inhuman. And no matter how much I should run, something inside me keeps pulling me toward him... toward the one thing I fear most.

*COMPLETE* [𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓] A Dark Captive Romance 🔪 ❤︎ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐈 (Masked Lovers Series #2) he reached out and cupped my chin, tilting my head upward until our faces were even closer. "You're mine now," he whispered, his voice dark and possessive. "Completely and utterly." My Monster. My Captor. He watches me. Controls me. Plays with me. I thought I understood darkness-until he showed me how deep it really goes. I was just a normal nineteen-year-old: college, friends, parties. Then, in an instant, it was all ripped away. Kidnapped by strangers. Handed over to him. The man in the mask. They gave me to him like a gift. Now, I'm his. He doesn't just want my body-he wants my soul. He calls me his pet. He wants to break me, reshape me, claim me completely. I try to fight. But resisting only makes it worse. I hate him. I hate what he's doing to me. And yet... I crave him. The darkness is consuming me, warping me into something I don't recognize. But it doesn't matter anymore. Because I'm his. Totally. Irrevocably.

Lilith Caddel has been a lover of horror movies since she was young, but never has she wanted to star in one. Fate doesn't seem to be in her favor, because in the last few months she has gained a stalker. One who she knows holds immense power, not just over herself but the whole town. Begging for help won't do any good, as he had proved time and time again. With Halloween coming around the corner, things were going to take a vast turn for Lilith. Because when the Night Comes, so does he.

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

A prophecy followed Dmitri Volkov like a curse. It claimed he carried the soul of Olkov, the first vampire, a creature so ancient that even legends faltered when speaking his name. Dmitri never cared for prophecies, but the world did. His parents feared what lived in him. His people bowed to him. One wrong look from him could decide who survived the night. Still, there was a truth he never admitted. He wanted the bond his kind had lost. The kind of love that could break an immortal in half and rebuild him. He mocked it when he saw it in others, but he longed for it in silence. He sat hidden in the darkest corner of his Russian club, bourbon sharp on his tongue, bass shaking the floor under his boots. The room pulsed with heat and sin, but none of it touched him. Then it came. A scent. Soft. Warm. Alive. It hit him so hard his chest tightened. His guards tensed as he sat forward, hair falling from his face. The noise faded. The crowd blurred. He followed the scent like it pulled him by the spine. A voice followed it. Gentle. Shy. Tinged with irritation. It slid through the room and wrapped around him like a tether. His eyes found her. Red hair cascading to her waist. Golden skin lit up by the neon glow. A camera at her side. She stood in a world she did not belong to, unaware of the predator watching her from the shadows. He begged her to turn. She did. Their eyes met, and her soft gasp shattered something inside him. For the first time in centuries, Dmitri Volkov felt his dead heart try to wake. * I DO NOT OWN THE PICTURE *

Rayne, her whole pack hates her, everyday she has to deal with them hoping and praying to the moon goddess that her mate comes and saves her. Hayden, she is the alpha of her pack, she is heartless, she doesn't care about mates but that is until she meets her. GxG (intersex)

She came to study a forbidden manuscript. He came to protect his secrets. Bound by blood and drawn to darkness, Eleanor Whitmore and Lord Sebastian Dragovic will learn that love is the deadliest magic of all.

Working for Task Force 141 has provided tough challenges and even tougher choices as Y/N finds herself being shared by two men but after a traumatic mission Y/N must fight against the struggle to keep her head above the water as she drowns in her own personal guilt. Will she have what it takes to survive being an operator for the Task force? Will she be able to break free and heal? It's my first fanfic but I promise it's good! Give it a chance!! All missions, intel, villians, and deaths are purely fictional and any likeness is purely coincidental. ⚠️18+⚠️ I plan to have a lot of chapters since this is a slow burn! :) The chapters aren't too long so don't be discouraged!! TW: Smut, gore, strong language, tobacco and alcohol use, sexual themes, blood, violence, knives, death, guns, heavy gore descriptions #2 - MW 🖤 #1 - Over18 #5 - Ghost 💀

In the frozen wilds of Midnight Peaks, a broken rogue omega named Josie - scarred by rejection, assault, and years surviving alone - stumbles into the territory of the feared and respected Alpha Dominic. He should kill her on sight. What starts as captivity and raw terror slowly becomes the only safety Josie has ever known. Dominic, haunted by his own darkness, fights every instinct to become the mate she deserves - gentle when she needs it, feral when anyone dares threaten her. But the past isn't done with them. Old enemies resurface. A rival female schemes from within. And when Josie's greatest nightmare returns, Dom will burn the world to ash to keep his little wolf. A dark, primal, deeply emotional werewolf romance about healing the deepest wounds, reclaiming power, and discovering that the scariest monster can have the softest heart.