𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: This is 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 of my Shatter Me series, please read this book 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 reading the second one. If you do 𝐍𝐎𝐓 like fast-paced storylines or plots then this story is not for you. ❦ "Undress yourself and kneel in front of me." I said to him as I eyed him, not breaking eye contact. "I don't think this conversation is appropriate, Ms. Steele." He said as he looked at me wide eyed. "You're my boss and I am your assistant." Hunter said as his flustered cheeks continued to show their dominance as he spoke to me. "The longer you defy me Hunter, the longer your punishment will be." I said as I lifted his chin with my index finger watching as his lips parted before me. "Now do as I say and kneel." I said as I took ahold of his tie, loosening it for him, and removing his glasses from his face. ❦ prey • one that is helpless or unable to resist attack : victim predator • one who injures or exploits others for personal gain or profit ❦ Watch as a nymph: 𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄, corrupts the innocence of 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍: her newest assistant. Will he allow her to turn him into the perfect submissive for her? Or will he learn to love her and turn into the perfect dominant for her. Read more to find out. This story contains mature content, reader's discretion is advised. Top Rankings: #1 fastedpaced out of 1.41k stories #1 forbidden out of 1.5k stories #1 assistant out of 1.76k stories #1 maturelanguage out of 2.25k stories #4 sexy out of 77.3K stories ranking #5 badgirlgoodboy out of 1.5K stories #6 shyboy out of 1.3K stories #8 matureaudience out of 23.2k stories #11 adultlanguage out of 1.64k stories #13 adult-content out of 2.29k stories #16 lust out of 2.23k stories #18 sexscenes out of 1k stories #30 daddyissues out of 1.97k stories #35 adultfiction out of 2.12k stories

Isabelle is a hard-working woman. She is a freelance photographer, and damn good at it, making a killing from photographing weddings. Her heart has been broken enough times that she has finally accepted that the only time she will see it again, is through her lens. Well... Until the best man at one of the most extravagant weddings she's worked smirks at her. He is like a walking wet dream and she can't keep her eyes off him when he's near...but he is far more than a handsome man, and when the ground shifts underneath her, she slowly realizes she's become entangled in a world so different from her own, and so dangerous, she isn't sure she'll ever get back out alive. Part of the Ammunition Series: a series of interconnected standalone stories. Can be read in any order! #1 in mobster, 16.09.21 🖤 [[ Word count: ~100 000 ]]

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧.❞ 𝙁𝙧𝙚𝙮𝙖 ╰┈➤ A seventeen-year-old girl who has never known what it feels like to belong. Or at least... that's what she believes. All Freya remembers is growing up alone. Adopted at six, abandoned again at eight-simply because her family got the child they truly wanted. Later, she was taken in by a wealthy household, but riches never brought warmth. She was never their daughter. Only a stranger under their roof. Bullied at school. No friends. No siblings. No love. If there was one thing Freya did have... It was secrets. Dark ones she could never speak of. Ones she wouldn't even dare to share. She thought this was all her life would ever be. Until... One phone call changed everything. 𝙑𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙮𝙚𝙫 ╰┈➤A name that screams power, wealth, obsession... and danger. One of the most feared mafia dynasties in the world. Politicians by day. Criminals by night. But behind the brutality lies something far more haunting- A family broken beyond repair. Daniel Vasilyev, married to Aurora, the love of his life, is the father of seven children. Six sons... and one daughter he cherished more than anything. But the name Vasilyev took her away. They lost their softness the moment they lost her. They thought nothing could ever bring it back. Until that call... Until the ground beneath them began to shake. This may be a lost daughter story. But it is also betrayal. Heartbreak. Trauma. Darkness. Chaos. And, of course... Drama. TW : Mentions of Abuse, SA, self harm, rape, torture, kidnapping. #1 in father-daughter #1 in lost #1 in lostdaughter #4 in mafiaprincess #10 in family #5 in siblings #25 in foundfamily #9 in brother-sister

Eighteen-year-old Isolde has never known safety. Orphaned, broke, and trapped under her aunt's care, she spends her days serving lattes at a posh café-until a mysterious perfume arrives at her doorstep. Its sender? Unknown to her but let me tell you it's Dante Valencourt, a billionaire with mafia ties, a serpent's charm, and a sadistic obsession with owning what he desires. When Dante's "gifts" turn sinister-surveillance, threats, and a trail of bodies Isolde flees. But running from a man who controls cities is a death wish. Dante drags her into his glittering underworld, where pain and pleasure blur, and obsession wears the mask of love. Will Isolde survive his twisted devotion... or surrender to the darkness he promises? 🔥 For fans of Pepper Winters and J.T. Geissinger may love this and it's dark romance at its most addictive. No princes here... just a villain who'll ruin you. This anti-hero is very sadistic, possessive, obsessive and controlling freak....so please don't expect anything vanilla and lovey lovey content here. Tropes: ✔️ Morally Black Mafia Antihero ✔️ Kidnapped/Forced Proximity ✔️ "Touch Her and Die" Vibes ✔️ Twisted Possession vs. Fragile Innocence ✔️ All the dark, spicy, morally black tension Warning: This book is not a fairytale. Proceed if you dare. This book contains abusive content very dark and gore, and I don't support them.

Completed • First Draft - not edited. || "You gonna sit there all night?" Luka glances at me, smirking. I glare back. "I was enjoying the last few seconds of peace before having to spend an evening pretending to like you." "That's funny," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt. "Why?" I snap. "Because I was thinking the same thing." || The rules? Easy enough. 1. Pretend to be the perfect couple. 2. Keep it professional. 3. And whatever you do, don't. catch. feelings. Simple, right? Sofia Calloway never planned on going viral for throwing a drink in Luka Mikhaylov's face. But one video, one pissed-off hockey star, and one furious university later... she's suddenly stuck in a fake relationship with the guy she can't stand. He needs to clean up his image before the NHL draft. She needs the free tuition that comes with the deal. All they have to do is smile for the cameras, hold hands at the games, and act like they don't want to strangle each other. Then come the late-night arguments that last too long. The stolen glances that feel too dangerous. The moment where "pretend" starts looking way too real. Because when you break the rules, someone's bound to lose. And this time, it might be both of them.

Content to live in his superstar twin's shadow, Evan Reed never expected to join the volleyball team-or fall for his brother's best friend. But one accidental collision sets off a whirlwind of spikes, secrets, and unexpected feelings that just might pull him into the spotlight for good. *** Evan has spent his entire life living in the shadow of his twin brother and volleyball prodigy, Ethan Reed. And to be honest? He likes it there. No expectations, no pressure, just quiet. That is, until one day he trips and falls into a boy, and subsequently triggers a highly dramatic series of events that starts with him reluctantly joining the volleyball team, and ends with him dating his brother's best friend. (And unfortunately, after all of it, he's still on the volleyball team.) *** NOW COMPLETED

(Undergoing major editing) She's a cold and ruthless girl with a dark and dangerous aura. She lives her life in secret other than those Trusted and close to her. She's dominating woman with immense power! What happens when she finds out she has biological family and moves in with them? Will she trust them with her secrets and her past? Will they trust her with there secrets? Can she learn to love them and finally have a family? Follow her journey of power, love and conflict! She not the princess with issues, she's a badass with secrets of her own.

Maison has spent most of her life living a lie, alone and running. Running from her past. But when news spreads in her home town, she packs her life up and runs, anywhere, and preferably something small. When she stumbles upon Wisteria cove, she searches for a place to stay, falling no where else but in a house with two men. Dominant, best friends, and beautiful, River and Larson are the kind of men who don't take no for an answer, and when they want something... they get it. With already having all the trauma and pain in her past, it's probably best if she stays away... The only question is if they'll let her... and if she wants to. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 for younger me, who wanted to be his first choice. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ♡ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ COMPLETED. ♡ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.