I was supposed to forget him. Just one night. One stupid, reckless, blazing hot night. I didn't even know his last name... But two months later, I'm pregnant with the heir to one of the most dangerous empires in the world. Damien Moretti is lethal, wealthy, and terrifyingly possessive. I built a life without him, poured everything into my boutique, held my head high, and decided I could do this on my own. Until he walked back into my life like a storm- demanding answers, demanding me. And he's not leaving without a fight. Now I'm stuck between a man who terrifies me and a future I never planned for... Because Damien doesn't just want the baby. He wants everything. My body. My heart. My soul. And once a Moretti claims something... He never lets Go His lips were fire-bruising, demanding, desperate as he pressed me back against the boutique's fitting room mirror. One hand gripped my hip like he owned it. The other slid down, low and reverent, stopping right where our child was growing inside me. "Mine," he growled against my skin, his voice ragged and possessive. "This baby... you... all of it. Mine." I should've pushed him away. But instead, I arched into him as his mouth traveled lower, whispering filthy promises over the swell of my barely-there bump before planting a hot kiss there. "You shouldn't be here," I whispered. He looked up at me with eyes that burned emerald. "Sweetheart... I'm never leaving." Written by:butterfly A stand alone book youtube channel filled with more characters is linked here www.youtube.com/@Butterflydream-m3o

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 *

❗️NOT FOR KIDS OR SENSITIVE READERS❗️ Military forces from a neighboring country have taken control of Ari's city, only one of many now under occupation. Soldiers patrol every street, watching, destroying, killing... and doing whatever they please. Strict new rules govern daily life, leaving citizens in constant fear. But one fateful night changes everything for Ari in a way she never expected. But deep down, she always knew it was bound to happen. She just never imagined how much she'd come to enjoy it... This is a DARK story! Read at your own risk!! (Accounts who post hateful paragraphs will be muted for all of my stories!) ❗️ONLY FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY❗️18+ - True War Crimes - Mentions of rape - Sex - Unhealthy obsession - Violence/Killing -Dominant guy/submissive girl - pregnancy later in the story *no agonizingly slow burn!*

"Do you think you can get away from me, huh?" He asked striding towards her. She trembled at his intimidating voice trying to free her hand from the chains. "P-please...i-i am s-sorry.... Don't hurt m-me..." She begged him trembling in fear. The dominant inside him groaned in satisfaction looking at her helpless tied up form. He bend down to her level and whispered in her ear making her shiver "time for punishment, sweetheart."

Harper is a nurse at an elite private hospital for VIPs. She handles difficult people for a living, but nobody is as impossible-or as dangerous-as her newest patient. Alessandro arrives half-dead, breathtakingly handsome, and completely uncontrollable. He's arrogant, Italian, and refuses to follow orders. But Harper is the only one on the ward who won't back down. While others tremble at his glare, she takes charge. Who else can claim they physically tied the boss of the Italian Mafia to his hospital bed for an entire night just because he was being a "bad patient"? Harper definitely can. She restrained the Devil himself to save his life. But what happens when the Don is finally released?

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Published Dec 10th 2025 Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

He calls her "little rabbit." She should have run. Instead, she left the door unlocked. Harlow's always been the quiet girl. Dark minded, invisible, a little too obsessed with slasher films. So when the calls start, she thinks it's a prank. But the voice on the line knows everything. What she's wearing. What she dreams about. What she wants. He doesn't just watch. He hunts. And now that she's been seen, there's no going back. Blood on her lips. Bruises on her thighs. Harlow was never meant to be the final girl... She was made to be his. _______________ A dark, obsessive, and twisted slasher novella about a girl who stops fearing the monster... and starts becoming one. Please read the trigger warnings at the beginning of the book! Your mental health matters 🖤

"I'm gon' always look out cause you was there fa me when shit mattered the most." -Cartier

She grew up in a broken home- a mother grinding a 9-5 just to survive, and a father who gave her the world... before prison took him away. As an only child, she learned two things early: from her dad: how to want more from her mom: how to get it herself. But when she refused college, her mother slammed the door in her face, leaving her homeless at eighteen. With nothing but a duffel bag and stubborn pride, she crossed state lines and rebuilt her life from the ground up, earning every dollar under the neon lights of The Velvet Whisper. Comfort. Independence. Control. She thought she finally had it all- until Grim, the silent, dangerous owner of the club set his sights on her. And when Grim wants something? He always takes it.

❝𝖠𝗇 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾❞ ©𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒𝐁𝐘𝐊𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾, 𝖢𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆; 𝖲𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝖺 notorious 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗆. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗅𝗒'𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀... 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺s sweet 𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾. completed sept 2024.