In the year 2930, in a dystopian world where a machine, an extremely developed program takes over the world, making the entire population drop on their knees. There is no more famine in the world; everyone has access to health and school. But there are still poor and rich, honest and dishonest, the controllers and the controlled. No one goes unsurveilled; no one goes unnoticed by the machine, the program. It knows what everyone's doing, where they are, who they are, where they live, every day and every second of their lives. Lilya Xander lives in this dystopian world where no one has privacy. There are cameras wherever she goes: cafe, school, streets, shops, her home, even her bathroom. She is used to living in a controlled, zero privacy life. She has no parents, lives on her own, barely surviving each passing day in the city of the future. What will happen when those cameras aren't just looking at her for control, what if it's something else? ------------ None of the pictures I use are mine unless I explicitly say so. If any of the pictures I use is yours and you want me to take them down, please send me a message, and I will take if off gladly. Highest Ranking: #1 utopia #1 computer

[MATURE CONTENT] "This is so wrong," I mustered the energy to say. "We shouldn't be doi-" my words faltered as my body almost gave out, unable to bear his intoxicating assault on my neck. "You know you want me," he said, drawing his head back up so I could glare into his eyes. "Stop denying yourself." Whilst one hand stayed firm on my hip, forcing my bum into the wall, the other trailed down my side and cupped my warm heat through my leggings. I bit back a moan. His hand ventured back up and I almost let out an embarrassing whine of protest, until they were pulling my shirt up to rest over my boobs. I almost orgasmed right there at the way he was looking at my bare breasts. "Naughty girl," I just heard him mutter through my fogged mind as he took in the sight of me. He bent down until I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin, eliciting another round of goosebumps. "It's still w-wrong," I said, but this time I could no longer suppress my moan as he took my nipple into his mouth. If it was so wrong, why did it feel so mind-numblingly right?

Alisa never felt at home with her family, always feelings like an outcast and as if she didn't belong. Throughout her life, Alisa was picked at, made fun and left out because she was adopted. Alisa hated it. Her life was a living hell. One night, she gets lucky. For once it seems as if God has chosen to favour her, to let her outrun them. She doesn't hold back, nothing could stop her. She runs. What she wasn't expecting when she ran was to be pulled into responsibility and a position higher than she could have ever imagined and a world far beyond one's imagination. The Werewolf Kingdom.

"All of these feelings, you've given me. So even this pain, I treasure."

Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf When eighteen year old Josephine Evans is out in the woods with her pack, they didn't expect to stumble across the biggest, baddest pack terrorizing another pack. Just when they're about to assist the terrorized pack, the alpha of the infamous pack approaches them. Theo Lupine is not known for his mercy, so when he walks right past her alpha and straight towards her, Josephine isn't sure what to do. But Theo knows exactly what to do with Josephine. "You are not allowed to run away." He growls at me and I glare up at him. "Keep in mind that you belong to me. You can hate me, but you can't leave. You are mine." ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright© 2020

Angelo Lesca. The young Capo, as they called him. He was powerful in his line of work. He kept some friends, but more girls. He wouldn't admit that his high school sweetheart, the love his life, was the reason of his cold hearted power. But then, a young girl named Mercury shows up at his apartment, during a storm, claiming to need his help. She was the girl at his door.

Nea Riar, a human, accidentally stumbles upon a portal to another world full of everything she has thought to be a myth. There she meets five men; Fae, Demon, Shifter, Warlock, and Incubus. What these five men have in common is that they are each seen as a threat in a society ruled by matriarchy. In the world of Asorix, Arradona is a Queendom where women are superior. Most are physically closer to the size men, the difference in high not as great, and their magical capabilities are naturally stronger from birth. They dominate and tame men, claiming those they see fit as husbands to add to their growing harems. Those of the upper class compete with one another by comparing the number of husbands they have in their harems, ranging anywhere from the tens to the hundreds, and even a rare few in the thousands. In these lands, five men; Zev Dubois, Cassius Montgomery, Jaxon Novak, Ezra Larsen, and Axel Dimitrov are anomalies. They're stronger than any male that has existed, physically and in terms of magical capabilities. The extent of their power is unknown, but it's speculated that they are more powerful than women also. Their power and wealth has earned them a high status without having to marry a wife to gain it, something that was impossible before them. They are seen as a threat by the Council. In an attempt to control them, the Council orders that they must each take a wife in hopes that she can tame these men who show signs of being dominant. The women of Asorix stumble over one another trying to take at least one of the five as a husband for their harem because of their looks, money, and status in society that would all become their own. During this time the five men come across Damanea, a woman who isn't like the rest. She's the opposite of what women in their world are like. Instead of being dominant, assertive, and abusive, she's meek, cautious, and weak. So what do they do? They marry her. Updated Patreon Link: patreon.com/DRK_Stories

In a world where power rules, pure-blood werewolf Clans are considered royalty. A mating with a werewolf different from your Clan is deemed a law broken by the Elders and the mating itself is said to be cursed. Passed down from generation to generation the unsaid rule of mating within your blood-bounds has been strengthened to its core and the werewolf Clans flourished. But a dark force is moving to oppose this law. It breathes and it controls. He is Demetrius. And he intends to twist the concept of mating forever. *THE PICTURE USED IN THE ABOVE COVER BELONGS TO ITS APPROPRIATE OWNER AND IT IS NOT MY OWN*

"My love, please don't cry, I don't know what I did, but what ever it was I'm grateful sorry." She didn't want a mate, especially not a lycan King. Rowan, a human going to college in Colorado in search for her writing degree. She heard all about monsters when she was younger. The tales of the astrocious, possessive monsters left her peering behind her back relentlessly. Now, a college newbie, she works hard and is busy with school. She hasn't time for a mate nor does she wishes to be pared with one. Kane. The King of all supernatural creatures. Being on this Earth for thousands of years, the constants ache of not having found his mate gets to him. With a grunt and a growl, he agrees to hold one last gathering in Colardo to find his bonded. It was sure to be his last.