Rebel is what Her Highness calls me. If my group knew what I've been up to, they would call me a traitor. If you asked me, I would say, Anarchist. I must ensure my plan continues without any more problems. It's too late to have a change of heart now. Well, that's until I met them. Mysterious and free-spirited with an attraction as great as the moon and sun. They make me remember a simpler time when all I cared for was living life. For some reason, I can't shake the feeling of dread and doom. *~*~*~*~*~* "What's your name, temptress, " a deep voice said. The air becomes heavy and thick with a spicy scent and a hint of lime. An accent I didn't expect to hear for a while. "Rose," I said without turning around. "Where are your masters," he said in my ear. I turned to see a pair of deep blue, glowing eyes that threaten to swallow me whole. His coarse hair was pulled into a small top knot. "A warrior does not answer to those who do not prove their strength greater than their own," I counter quoting something from their scripture. "Well, bold little warrior," he takes my cigarette and takes a long pull. "I think my strength will split you in two," he continued, extending the cigarette back with the filter inches from my lips. I reached to take it, but he pulled it back. "With your mouth," he said. My thighs slowly press back together tight. My lower lip begins to sting from the biting pressure. My tongue moistens my lips; the instruments slowly fade into the background of my heart's pounding. My hair falls forward as I lean closer to him, my lips spread and wrap slowly around the tip. I gazed up at his eyes as he released it; a light rumble escaped.

Book 1 of Their Little Human Raven is on a mission to find her sister but crashed. Things get sticky when she meets Arenk & Laro, aliens, on a planet where females are in high demand. They must overcome the barriers of culture and their hearts. *~*~*~*~*~* "I'm not asking for your permission. I'm telling you, open the door," she said, looking into those breathtaking eyes. She has to set the tone now. Humans are nothing to fuck with. He steps closer, hands clasped behind his back. A tight lip smile that made the heat in her cheeks rise. "I do the commanding," his voice stern. "Not with me. Open the fucking door," she said. "That language is not acceptable, little one." Arenk closes the distance between them. He uses his long index to lift her chin, meeting his gaze. "Here, on this planet, we have rules and customs. Naughty girls get put over the knee and receive a sore red bottom," he said. {Sample} *~*~*~*~*~*~* #1 humanxalien (11/12/21) #1 Mature Themes(11/6/20) #1 Daddy Dom (10/4/20) #1 Multiple (9/14/20) #1 Erotcia Stories (12/30/12) #2 Erotic Romance (12/1/20) #2 Reverse Harem (9/20/20) #2 Aliens (11/10/20) #3 Post-apocalyptic (1/8/21) #3 daddies (10/2/20) #3 Sexual Fantasy #4 Captive (10/3/20) #6 Dark Romance (9/29/20)

Spellbound verb past tense; past participle: hold the complete attention of (someone) as though by magic; fascinate. *** Soleil has had a crush on Brice for the longest time. She wishes he would notice her. When an opportunity presents itself for her wish to come true, she takes it. But things don't go as expected. She wanted his attention and now that she has it, can she handle how jealous, possessive, and obsessed he gets with her? ☆WARNING: Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it. This is not a fairytale! ♧This is a Dual POV / BWWM tale of dark love

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

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