"My twin bosses want me... I am their toy" Ciara Nevera was a lonely woman. She didn't go on dates, or occasionally update her social media. Burying herself in work at Armani Industries, she rarely had a social life. After receiving countless job offers when they got wind about her outstanding performance, it became obvious that she was being paid far less than she deserved. When Ciara marched into her boss's office and demanded a promotion, she didn't expect her demands to be met with her ending up on her knees and a c*ck at her lips. She especially didn't expect it not to be her boss at all... but his twin brother. How did she find out? Well, her actual boss slammed open the office door-so angry smoke was coming out his ears. And that was only the beginning... Why have one when you can have both? -- "Ask..." He kissed my jawline. "...another..." Just underneath my ear. "...question." My earlobe. "What was the last dream you had?" I asked him, smiling with my eyes still shut. "It was of you," he said, his voice so close to my ear. A shiver went down my spine. "Don't lie to me." "You were laying in bed, similar to how you are now. Your hands were cuffed and you were blindfolded. And I told you to guess who was fucking you... ...Me or my brother."

There is no heart colder, no lust stronger, than that of a demon. ROMINA lived a docile life inside of her father's massive estate. With only her mother and the maids to keep her company, she grew up on the principle of solitude. Naïve, young and quiet, she was hidden from all eyes but one. AZIEL was a brooding man with a job to do. Invited into his colleague's home, he encounters a young woman. So sweet, so beautiful, so innocent...she was ripe for the picking, and Aziel was ready for a taste. Romina's father had always set rules in place to protect her from men. But Aziel was no man. MATURE UNEDITED COMPLETE 1 million reads December 1st, 2021. #1 in seduction #1 in sexscenes #1 in incubus #1 in demon #1 in kinky #11 in tragedy #11 in protective ib: your next door incubus, Jane Eyre, Beg For It

Joelle Jordan is just trying to survive university and her life at home. Bryce Valentine is trying to survive everyone else. Projected first-round NFL draft pick. Campus celebrity. The most watched college athlete in the country. When the two strike a deal to trade study sessions for Bryce and personal training sessions for Joelle's little brother, everything seems simple enough. Then Bryce crosses the line. Now Joelle is trying to navigate a boy who is emotionally repressed, touch-starved, obsessively devoted, and surrounded by more pressure than any twenty-year-old should have to carry. Add the coaches, media attention, NIL deals, scouts, photo shoots, and Bryce's oppressive father. The pressure that comes with being attached to Bryce Valentine is something Joelle is not equipped for. Especially when she starts getting a little too comfortable with the fact that Bryce can't seem to leave her alone. [[Disclaimer: This story has not been edited yet!]]

Ariana's boyfriend Brady has been cheating on her for months. How does she find out? A suspicious thong and his roommate Reese fills in the missing pieces. But that's not all he does. While she wasn't expecting to be hit with the news of her boyfriend's infidelity, she was also not prepared for his roommate's offer. Cheat back... with him. *Chapters marked with asterisks contain sexually explicit material* Best Rankings: #1 in #interracial #3 in #college #3 in #enemiestolovers #4 in #BWWM

Kaya Emerson has spent her entire life being made to feel like she's too much, too big, too emotional, too unlovable. Raised in a house of cruelty where her stepmother's venom runs deeper than blood, Kaya's only goal is to survive the day, shrink herself, and never be seen. Until she witnesses a man being murdered. And the killer turns to look at her. Cold. Dangerous. Beautiful in a way the devil himself would envy. 𝙉𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙤 - mafia king, calculated killer, a man who turns bloodshed into an art. She runs. But he hunts. And when he finds her... he doesn't kill her. He keeps her. "You think I'll let you walk away, tesero? After you saw me at my worst? No. Now I need you to see me at my darkest... and still beg for more." Locked in his penthouse with secrets, diamonds, and demons, Kaya finds herself fighting not just for her freedom, but for her sanity. Because the man who should terrify her makes her feel seen. Wanted. Desired. Protected. Worshipped. Even as he drags her deeper into a world of violence and obsession. "I'll ruin you for anyone else, Kaya. They'll look at you, and you'll still be dripping with my name." He's possessive. Ruthless. Addicted to her curves. She's broken, insecure, and dangerously close to falling for her captor. And the scariest part? She's starting to like the way it feels to be his. 𝙈𝘼𝙁𝙄𝘼'𝙎 𝘾𝙐𝙍𝙑𝘼𝘾𝙀𝙊𝙐𝙎 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 [18+] 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 : this book contain body shaming, verbal abuse, mention of suicidal thoughts, graphic violence and murder, NSFW/smut/explicit scenes etc. So read on your own risk. If you don't like it then kindly click off the story than sounding stupid in my comment box.

"𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮." A forbidden romance between four obsessive vampires and the innocent girl they've been observing. #1 in vampire 22/12/23 #2 in psycho 5/01/24 (Vampire!Reverse harem x Fem) ╭──────────.★..─╮ 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝟏𝟖+

Isabella is desperate for her own independence, but her overprotective father stands in the way of her future. When she demands that she attends a University two hundred miles away from her home, her father only has one exception; a bodyguard. Elio is dedicated to his career to honour his late sister, but when he owes a favour to an ex-mafia boss, he takes body-guarding to a completely new level. Isabella is reckless and likes to push her bodyguards limits. Elio has zero patience and a desire to punish his client. When things start to get heated and unexpected feelings get in the way, their forbidden relationship becomes a distraction when Isabella's life is on the line. Elio is desperate to not let down another important woman in his life. But he can't save everyone, including his own bleeding heart. Tropes: - Mafia Romance - Bodyguard - Age-gap (8 years - FMC is 21 and MMC is 29) - Forbidden Love - Brat FMC/Grumpy MMC - Light BDSM (sub/dom vibes) - Size difference (5'4 & 6'6) - University/College Setting - Past Trauma/Healing - ANGST (so much of it)

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

Aether finds herself without a job after graduating from college. She meets three men who makes her understand what love truly means. She never knew what love meant until them. They never knew what it felt like to have a home until she appeared. 'What?' "You really look like an angel." "Oh he's far from it sweetheart." "For you vita mia, I will be anyone." "Go home." "We are home." 'He looks at me, at my soulless eyes. I have never been good at hiding my emotions. I wonder what he thinks, understanding that I feel empty and that it is not a mask.'

BOOK ONE OF THE CURSED SERIES "What's your name?" His voice was a delicate murmur in her ear. "Alice," she breathed, gasping as he nipped at her lobe. Their bodies swayed to the music, ignorant of the people around them. She was falling into the abyss of this man, of his seduction and thrall. Her stomach clenched involuntarily as he breathed her name in a throaty groan. "I like that," he murmured as he trailed his tongue down her neck, nipping at the skin at the base of her throat. Alice opened her eyes at the glaring flashing lights above them. She wanted him. Gods how she wanted him... "What's your name?" She dared to ask. Her throat was dry and parched from the heat, from the man that ground his pelvis into her ass... He chuckled, fingers trailing down her right thigh, "so responsive," he murmured as she moaned, gasping for cool air. * * * When Alice seeks out a popular club in hopes of curbing the misery that 'the one that should not be named' had caused, she most certainly didn't anticipate stumbling upon a man who would rock her world in a way that 'the one that should not be named' didn't. Nevermind the prospect of stumbling upon someone who was of another species entirely. Although, she tried to forget about that part. And let's be honest here, it's not exactly easy escaping an Alpha that claims to require Alice for his survival. But like her gramps had told her- "there's nothing like a good kick to the balls." Though, that didn't quite work in her favour a year down the line. How, do you wonder? Well, it's a damn long story to tell.