"If you want to leave so badly, tell me to walk out that door before I take you again." The human stared up at the beast he loved. The man who had protected him without caring for his own wellbeing. The person who took him in the time he had no one. Provided whatever he needed without being asked. Zane's lips trembled as he looked away from the wolf. Siddarth grabbed his jaw and made him look back. "Tell me to leave. If you don't, I'll take you again, Zane." "I-I can't." - warning - this book will contain trauma, past abuse, violence and many others things that are not safe to read for a weak heart. read at your own risk - storyline is completely mine so please don't steal.

His fists slammed against the wall just inches from Seth's head. The boy flinched, trembling, eyes wide with fear, not guilt. Ren's chest heaved, the rage that had carried him this far twisting into something colder. "I was wrong," his voice cracked, broken between fury and shame. "You're not him. You're not the one who destroyed my life." But it was too late. The bruises were already carved into Seth's skin, the ring already forced onto his hand. Ren Morgan thought he had finally caught the monster who haunted him. Instead, he destroyed an innocent man, claiming him as husband by force, chaining him to violence and obsession. Now Ren must face the truth: the criminal still walks free, and the only monster in Seth's life is him. Ⓣⓡⓘⓖⓖⓔⓡ Ⓦⓐⓡⓝⓘⓝⓖ: This story explores obsessive desire, power dynamics and morally gray relationships. Expect intense psychological tension, explicit sexual content and emotionally heavy scenes. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚. 𝐒𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.

Theo is hopelessly in love with his childhood best friend, Kit. At least, he thought it was hopeless, until the Moon blessed him by making Kit his mate. Kit is looking forward to finding out who is mate is. But when he discovers his mate is not only a male, but also his best friend, Kit rejects the idea of having a mate entirely. And yet... each month when his heat hits, Kit can't find it in himself to resist Theo. [BxB VERSION] • Prequel to "Resisting The Heat [BxB 18+]" • ~~~ Based off of my own story, "It's Only The Heat [TharnType 18+]" ~~~ STARTED: June 1st, 2020 COMPLETED: June 13th, 2020 ~~~ BEST RANKINGS: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Slick #4 in LGBTQ

He was a mosaic, composed of broken pieces. She was an unfinished art project. ******** The moon goddess ends the lives of Lycans she sees as a threat to the Lycan community. Instead of being ripped apart by her hounds, she gives a warrior the chance to redeem himself and his friends through gifting him a mate who is bound to change his life. An accident links a potential future servant to the moon goddess to the warrior. How will Pomelia Grace, a holy novice react to being mated to such a man, Warren of Bane pack?

All it took was one moment for everything to change. One moment and three dangerous men who emanated equal parts pleasure and pain. Following her father's disappearance, Madelyn Adams takes her travels to New York in pursuit of an unlikely yet desperately needed lead. However, when she soon finds herself witness to murder, everything becomes so much more complex. A "gunshot to the head" was what she relayed to responding officers, yet after a suspiciously brief investigation, results concluded not a single trace of evidence to support the committing of any crime, let alone one as messy as the casualty Madelyn described. No blood, no fingerprints. It was almost as though it never happened. Almost. If it weren't for the lingering memory of that low voice in her ear or the caress of his gloved hands on her body, she would've thought she'd hallucinated. Taken together, that should have been the most complicated part, but it wasn't. Instead, it was the three dangerous men who covered it up and caught interest in her in the process. ____ "I don't know how long it's going to take you to realize this sweetheart, but you belong to us." He says, yanking my head back so that his intense eyes meet mine. "You're ours to fuck, ours to love, and ours to claim in any way we want, isn't that right Madelyn?" "Mmm, yes Sir." "Well it seems to me like you need a reminder." He growls into my ear, before flipping my body to face him. "Now be a good girl and spread your legs. I want to taste what a needy little mess my words have made you." ____ Theirs to Claim is a full length, reverse harem novel with material that may be difficult for some readers. This book ends on a cliffhanger and is recommended for 18+.

MM ROMANCE | (Male x Male) Enzo Marcelo, a young and well respected businessman, son of the number one Italian businessman. Enzo joined hands with The Delacruz, the second largest group of the country to spread his empire. Being number one was not only the motive of his deal with the Delacruz, it was more to it and nothing was going to stop him. However the son of his partner, caught his attention. And not for a very good reason. Mateo, the son of Delacruz, business partner of the greatest businessman of the country. The moment his eyes met the older, daring man, he felt something he never had before. He knew he wanted him. Those eyes, the voice, it brought so much heat in him. But Mateo, he had no idea how to use his words or express himself. Not until Enzo. "Are you always this hungry, pretty? " I say licking his lips and smile against them. My breath was heavy and it was hard for me not to kiss the man in front of me. I can't hold myself back anymore. I want him. Gosh. What has this boy bring me to? Started March 20 2024 Ended November 24 2024 #1 instant attraction #1 adultaudience #1 mmromance #1 lgbtpride #1 intense #9 possessive #3 obsessed #10 bxb #12 boyxboy #24 dominance #39 italianmafia #66 maturecontent

Paris Bennett walked away from the badge the day his older brother Elias was murdered. With no answers, no suspects, and no justice, Paris left the force behind-haunted, disillusioned, and hollow. Now he drifts through life as private security for rich kids with too much money and not enough sense, doing whatever it takes to forget the ghosts that still whisper his name. But the past doesn't stay buried. When the city's police chief corners him with a dangerous offer-go undercover in The Syndicate, one of the most ruthless gangs in the city, in exchange for new information about Elias's killer-Paris is forced to return to the life he thought he left behind. One lie. One name. That's all he needs. What he finds instead is Roman LeRoux. Cold, commanding, and impossible to read, Roman is the gang's enigmatic leader with secrets carved into his skin and blood on his hands. As Paris sinks deeper into Roman's world, the lines between duty and desire begin to blur. Trust becomes a luxury he can't afford-and love, a risk he never intended to take. But the deeper Paris goes, the more the lines blur-and the harder it gets to tell who's using who. In a city ruled by shadows and silence, trust is dangerous, love is deadly, and the truth? It might be the most lethal thing of all.

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

Koa is sick of being an omega. The alphas in his pack treat his kind as objects solely for breeding and pleasure. He does everything to protect his son, Oliver, and prevent the little boy from becoming like the alphas he despises. But when the cruel Alpha Zacan discovers that he is Oliver's father, Koa knows he must flee. For Cyrus, the new Alpha of the Nightshade pack, it was just a mission. He never expected to find his mate, an omega with a child running from a dark past and even darker forces. But Cyrus's mate fears him, loathes him for being an alpha. How can Cyrus show Koa that he's different than the rest? [mature/sexual content] - for ages 18+

"Have you ever," I pause, "touched yourself, Baylor?" "Well of course I've touched myself," she says like I am crazy. I chuckle a little. "I mean have you ever touched yourself in between your legs? Have you ever made yourself feel good?" She looks confused, "N-no?" I lean in and whisper in her ear, "When you go to bed tonight, I want you to touch yourself in between your legs while you think of me. I want you to let yourself feel that and if you make any noises don't try to stop them okay?" "O-okay," I can practically feel her throbbing in my lap. *** Book Cover done by @_navyblueee_