The Mantra is simple: Listen. Obey. Belong. ​Dr. Elara Vance was a civilian trauma surgeon who lived by logic and the Hippocratic Oath. But when she is "recruited" in the dead of night by a Black Ops unit that officially doesn't exist, logic goes out the window. She is taken to a high-security mountain compound-not as an employee, but as an Asset. ​Commander Malachi Creed is the man who runs the shadows. He is cold, efficient, and dangerous. He doesn't lead men; he owns them. And from the moment Elara is brought into his interrogation room, he decides he owns her, too. ​To Creed, Elara is a vital mission he refuses to fail. To keep her "safe" from a world of rising political threats, he strips away her freedom, her phone, and her contact with the outside world. He replaces them with his presence, his rules, and a terrifyingly hypnotic set of commands he calls The Mantra. ​As the lines between protection and imprisonment blur, Elara realizes that the greatest danger isn't the war brewing outside the compound walls-it's the man who watches her sleep through a surveillance feed and whispers "mine" against her skin in the dark. ​In Creed's world, there is no escape. There is only the Mantra.

Alyssa never thought her dad would ever send her away to a military boot camp. She gets to meet Carter the hot instructor. Can she break his cold exterior and get him to open up to her. Will they ever find true happiness?

❗️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!*

In the frozen shadows of Moscow, Captain Malik Stroud leads an elite NATO team on a high-stakes intel mission against a rogue bioweapons lab. But when a secretive transfer arrives in the dead of night, everything changes. Amorette Gonzalez isn't just another soldier. Born from the Black Sea Program's brutal experiments on orphaned children, she's enhanced-gifted with deadly sonic manipulation that can shatter steel or silence a heartbeat. With her striking pink eyes, elegantly tapered ears that betray every emotion, and a resilience forged in pain, she's a weapon... and a woman who's never known trust. Handed off like cargo in a blizzard, Amorette meets Stroud's storm-gray gaze-and sparks ignite. He's the rugged, charming commander who's seen too much war; she's the survivor who could destroy him with a whisper. As forbidden attraction builds amid gunfire, betrayal, and the constant threat of her unstable powers, they must decide: complete the mission... or risk everything for a chance at something real.

He was the tallest man on the military base, and he had to duck his head every time he entered a room. His massive frame reminded me of a mountain and his muscles... Oh, Lord. He was built like a brick wall. His presence alone was intoxicating. Heavy military gear hid every inch of his skin, and the ominous dark gas mask hiding his face only made the mysterious air around him thicker. The only feature I saw of him was his arctic blue eyes. The first time I heard his voice. GOD! His German accent was like dripping honey over rich whiskey. His voice wasn't that deep baritone, but more of a boyish tone with a wolfish inclination. I was addicted to observing him. The first time I saw him on the battlefield, I swore I had wetted my panties. His codename suited him. BERZERK. He was a force of nature, a killing machine smashing skulls and breaking enemies' spines like twigs. The blood lust in his eyes made me feel vulnerable but also protected. I was bewitched by the German mammoth of a man who streamed off pure raw masculinity in the form of sharp hunting blades, ready to cut through flesh and bone like butter. The first time we were assigned on a mission, just me and him, I was over the moon, but the first mission also changed our professional relationship forever. I should have been careful, and more vigilant, especially with the mission holding up dangerous biochemical weapons. That pink gas... like a cupid's aphrodisiac, had clouded his mind and turned him into a beast. No, he didn't see me as prey, but as something else. I was utterly helpless underneath him, and I enjoyed each moment of it. No one could say it wasn't consensual because I had clung to him with the desperation of a woman in heat. ... and like he said... I was his Häschen. His Little Bunny.

Everyone fears Major Alexander Draven. At twenty-nine, he's the youngest Major to command an elite operations camp buried deep in the burning sands of Iraq - a man born from a dynasty of power and politics. His father runs corporations and elections alike. Alexander? He runs a battlefield like an empire - cold, precise, merciless. No soldier crosses him. No enemy survives him. No one touches him - until her. Lyra Brooks was never supposed to end up here. She's just the pretty army doctor with a smile too perfect to trust. Lyra knows how to stitch up bullet wounds but not her own scars. She keeps her heart locked away behind sarcasm and late-night drinks. But here she is, buried in blood and sand as a Field Surgical Resident with the U.S. Army Medical Corps. One drunken night. A bar miles from base. A man everyone fears and a woman who pretends she doesn't fear anything at all. One night of brutal, wordless heat neither of them ever mentioned again. Until now. When the two pink lines appear in the harsh white light of the medical tent, Lyra knows one thing for certain - Alexander Draven cannot find out. Not now. Not here, never. But war doesn't care about secrets. Danger doesn't care about mistakes. And Major Draven? He does not like being kept in the dark.

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"Stop it, Dax." I wouldn't meet his eyes, I couldn't. His hot breath trailed up my neck, his soft lips ghosting over the exposed flesh. He chuckled when my back arched involuntarily, my cheeks flaring hot and pink. "It's Officer Rivera, to you." His deep voice rasped quietly in my ear. "Besides, you don't want me to stop, Princesa." "If you don't stop, I'll-" "You'll what?" He interrupted, smirking against my jawline. "Call the police?" Jane Kingsley is a Veterinary Medicine major at the University of California-Davis. If she isn't at school, she's either working or lounging around the house she shares with her best friend, Vivian Tyler. Everything in Jane's life was getting back to normal, almost boringly average. But then Officer Daxon Rivera moves in next door. Flirty, sexy, and a total asshole: Officer Rivera is everything Jane wants to stay away from. But can she? -Mature Content within- Ranked #32 in Romance [2-1-2018]

Avery's senior year is turned upside down when a kiss with her older brothers' best friend ignites a forbidden relationship tangled in danger, heartbreak, and family secrets that could destroy everything. *** "Aiden..." I shake my head, eyes fixed anywhere but the gorgeous man next to me. His hand grips my chin tightly, just enough to make me avert my eyes to his. "You know you want this as much as I fucking do. I want you to be mine. I want to be the one to hold you and kiss you the one you go to whenever you're happy or fucking sad. But let it be me, let me fucking show you that it should be me." He glares, jaw tensing. ...... ©hessaherophinelove

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