He wanted her scared. He wanted her desperate. He wanted her begging. Her on the floor, knees spread, dress pushed up, legs trembling while he loomed over her. Tears in her eyes as she whimpered his name. His hand tangled in her hair, forcing her to stay still while he... Those delicate legs? Made to be opened by him. His hands. His mouth. His torment. His bliss. He'd keep her in silk gowns and lock every door. He'd feed her, bathe her, cradle her... And then bend her over and breed her again.-her beneath him, crying out his name as he forced her open, spilling himself so deep inside her that her body would never forget. Watching his seed drip from her thighs only for him to push it back in, growling that it belonged to him. He imagined her swollen with his child, belly soft and round, marked by his hands, his teeth, his scent. Everyone would know and see it. She is his muse, his heaven and he is her cage. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Primrose was meant to bloom. Instead, she was plucked-young, unripe, and fed to a world that devours girls whole. In a time where men held every law, every title, and every key, sixteen-year-old Primrose Everdell becomes the price of her father's illness. A devoted servant to the powerful family, he is now bedridden, helpless. And when the patriarch offers a "solution"-marriage to their eldest son-Primrose is given no voice. Only silence. Only duty. Her girlhood ends in the bedchambers of Styles Manor, where screams echo down stone halls and no one dares interfere. Her days blur into the quiet horror of submission. Her nights into the claws of a husband she cannot understand - and who does not understand her. . Perhaps she was never meant to be understood, only possessed. Why her? Why must she suffer for the sins of power? Trapped in a world where innocence is currency and silence is survival, Primrose must find meaning in a life written for her by others - or risk losing herself entirely.

"Why are you here?" "You called for me, young warlock. I've heard a lot about you from The Beyond. Thank you for summoning me into your world, by the way" he smirked at me, so close now I could feel his breath on my face. I'd hoped I would never see one of his kind. And I wish I never had. ~~~ As a kid, Storm has never had much freedom. He wasn't allowed to go to school until year seven because his father was afraid he'd reveal himself to the general population, the humans, the people Storm and the others of his kind are sworn to protect. Because Storm isn't an ordinary nineteen year old, as much as he'd love that to be the case. He's a warlock in training, taking a sports course during the day and learning magic with his father at night. He's always been a sensible boy, until he made the greatest mistake of his life... A mistake he may live to regret for eternity.

Trigger Warnings: Creative spanking, light consensual power exchange but not necessarily BDSM. Gun violence, fist fighting. Mention of sexual assault in the distant past that is not described in any detail or used as a tool for character growth. John has a hidden talent. With a little focus, he can see up to thirty seconds into the future and glimpse what is about to happen around him. He's used this ability to make a name for himself as a bodyguard that always keeps his clients one step ahead of danger. When he's hired by a rumored crime boss for the night, he hopes for an easy gig. What he gets is the start of a completely unexpected obsession that grips his heart and doesn't let go. Ambrose is a man with a purpose. He knows what he wants from life and gets it through patient planning and bloody work. On the night he is scheduled to take over and absorb one of the smaller crime families in the city, he hires a third-party security consultant that he heard about through the grapevine, John Finch. When John turns out to be anything but ordinary, Ambrose finds himself engrossed in the pursuit of a love unlike any other. Kinks: obsession kink, praise kink, a little bit of 'daddy' used as a term during sex, dominance/ownership kink inside the bedroom, gape kink.

In the underworld of Italy's most feared mafia, Ian Romero is a king - ruthless, cold, and untouchable. Molded by a father who showed no love, only control, Ian was raised to lead with an iron fist, not feel with a fragile heart. That is, until one mission throws him into the path of a mysterious, dangerous man named Alexander Volkov. Alexander is no ordinary stranger. With a sharp mind, a body carved by war, and eyes that see too much, he pierces straight through Ian's armor. Their connection is instant, raw, and terrifying. Ian wants to hate him. Instead, he ends up in his bed - and eventually, under his gaze, in his heart. But when a night of uncontrollable passion leads to an impossible outcome - Ian finds himself *pregnant* - everything begins to unravel. His father, disgusted by the truth, disowns him. His gang questions his leadership. The world he built starts to collapse. With nowhere else to go, Ian runs... straight into Alexander's arms. But love in the mafia world is dangerous. Secrets have teeth. Enemies are closing in. And what grows inside Ian isn't just life - it's a symbol of everything the world wants to destroy. Can Ian survive long enough to protect what he never expected to want? Or will everything he is - and everything he loves - be torn from him? --- **🔥 Dark. Tender. Addictive.** *Beneath His Gaze* is a steamy, emotionally charged gay mafia romance with **mpreg**, betrayal, found family, and forbidden desire. Perfect for fans of dark romance with vulnerable strength, powerful chemistry, and a touch of the impossible.

"I said," Mikhail growled, voice velvet over steel, "you are mine." His thumb brushed over Rae's pulse. "You will be my wife. You will give me sons. You will sleep in my bed, cry under my cock, and come when I say. And if you disobey......'' He leaned in, his lips almost brushing Rae's ear. "I'll fuck the obedience back into you." ... WARNING ‼️ THIS STORY CONTAINS RAPE , SEXUAL ASSAULT AND A FORCED PREGNANCY! ITS. ALL .FICTIONAL, WHICH MEANS I DON'T SUPPORT ANY OF THIS IN REAL LIFE ‼️ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK (CAN'T PAY FOR Y'ALL'S THERAPY 😔✋)

He stops, breath hitching in his throat at the sight of a gun beside the money. "Welcome home, honey," the man taunts, brow quirked. He gulps and suddenly feels nauseous. "Please don't kill me," he begs, voice breaking.

(THIS IS A MAFIA STORY) Onyx Smit was living with his uncle until he royally messed up. Forced to be placed in the care of his real father, he was shipped off to a boarding school; a well known school known for the students from elite families. Due to personal problems Onyx knew he had to lay low, but when he ends up having to room with the king of the school, who's actions are unpredictable, things don't go as planned. (BXB STORY)(WILL BE SMUT AFTER CH 22)

What happens when the world's coldest, most dangerous mafia lord sets his eyes on a fragile, soft-spoken CEO? Kai Volkov - untouchable, ruthless, and deadlier than anyone alive. A multi-billionaire mafia king, ruling both the underworld and corporate world, feared even by governments. He never smiles, never feels, but when he sees that timid CEO, his world shifts. Evan Hayes - gentle, quiet, but brilliant. CEO of Hayes Corporation, a self-made millionaire, hidden from the dark world. Was helpless and in need of help and there was no choice but to get help from kai volkov From the moment Kai lays eyes on Evan, he decides: "This fragile beauty will belong to me. Only I'll get to ruin him, love him, and claim him - body and soul." Power, obsession, and forbidden lust collide - a ruthless Mafia x CEO love story filled with passion, danger, and intense possessiveness.

❝𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇:❞ 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄 𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐕 swore he was done with blood, power, and the man who nearly destroyed him. Once a loyal soldier in a war that wasn't his, he walked away after the explosion that tore everything apart-including him and Dimitrik Volchev. Now, years later, Thorne is rebuilding a quieter life. Law school. Distance. Control. But fate doesn't care who you used to be-especially when your past wears a crown. 𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐕 is no longer the brutal commander Thorne once served. He's the King of a criminal empire-colder, crueler, and far more dangerous. And he wants Thorne back. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤.

> "You talk too much, Niko." "Tie me up, then. Shut me up with your mouth." Niko knows he's hot - cocky smirk, inked skin, always in control. He's used to being chased, used, and worshipped. Until Lance. Lance is the last person you'd expect to ruin a bad boy. Top grades. Cold eyes. Always watching, always quiet. But underneath those soft sweaters is someone dark, dangerous, and dominant as hell. And Niko can't stop pushing. He wants to be punished. Wants to be broken. Wants Lance to finally lose that calm and grab him by the throat. > "You like acting tough, but I see it, Niko. You want to be told when to kneel." "Then fucking tell me Lance. I'll kneel. Just don't stop. Please I beg you." One insult turned into obsession. One power play turned into Niko begging for more. Now they're toeing the line between hate, lust, and something that sounds dangerously close to love. He wanted control. He got Lance.