Arianna non è il tipo che si lascia comandare, o almeno è quello che si ripete ogni volta che incrocia lo sguardo di Anthony Hale. Lei è una studentessa impulsiva e poco disciplinata, lui il professore più severo e desiderato dell'intero ateneo. Tra loro non è solo attrazione. È una linea sottile tra sfida e resa, tra potere e scelta, tra gioco e qualcosa che smette di esserlo. Ogni provocazione è un invito, ogni punizione è una promessa, ogni carezza è un confine che si sposta. E soprattutto: in questo equilibrio pericoloso, chi dei due sta davvero cedendo? 🥇 Prima in classifica, 2026 Casuale Forbidden love Dark Romance Spicy Punizioni Submission Romantic Newadults 🚨Trigger: erotico, bdsm, non adatto ai minori, cnc

"Run, little lamb. Before I fuck you." ~~~~~ Luna Ayre seemed to have the worst luck in existence... haven been wed to an abusive jerk who silenced her cries with pain... and now she couldn't speak. But once she was finally free of him, she found herself falling into another monster's web, and his cage could never be opened. He was a killer, a player, a stalker. He captured her the very night she left her husband... and then he let her go. But little did she know, he hid in the shadows everywhere she went. He wanted to watch her, study her, grow obsessively possessive over her, kill anyone who touched her. So he waited two years, he, her shadow, kept waiting. Waiting patiently to destroy her. To eat his lamb alive.

Destroy Me. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ "You like that?" Kit whispered. "You like it when I stroke your little clit?" I whimpered, shifting against Alistair who held me down. "Be nice, Kit," Jason said. "She's new to this." Kit just crawled up and pressed his lips to mine. "What do you say, baby? Should I be nice?" "Please..." I begged. "Please, what, princess?" "Ruin me," I begged, "destroy me." "Oh, honey," Raven leaned forward. "We've already started." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emma Rivers had noticed something odd back in October, five men who'd been following her around. but it wasn't until winter when they came out of the shadows. They played with her, teased her, left around little keepsakes... tormenting her. Kidnapping her. Five stalkers, five psychopaths... five lustful monsters. They might've been playful now, but it wouldn't have been long before the drove to destroy her.

"Are you gonna admit you like this yet?" "No!" I yelled, kicking my legs out at him. He smiled and leaned forward, catching my ankle as I froze. "Don't worry, baby. I'm going to worship your body like the innocent little thing you are, completely corrupting you before you can even think. "By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be screaming my name and begging me to let you cum. That said... "IF YOU CAN EVEN LAST A SECOND OF THIS." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emily Wolfe is the exact definition of innocent. Not necessarily in the childish sense, but her curiosity can sometimes be untamed. She developed insomnia from her father, Asher, and every night takes medications that make her a little crazy before she sleeps. And she remembers a man that always comes into her room just before she sleeps... her comfort character. But he's more than just imaginary. He's real. But being stalked is in the back of her mind, because she's been researching the death of her aunt after she'd been kidnapped... and all of it leveled back to a circus. Though... she could feel him watching her, but every time she looked, he was gone. He's gotten good at hiding. And even better at plotting.

You can't escape us now. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ I breathed shakily, tipping my head back when my breasts exposed to the crisp air. Sam just caught one in his hand, squeezing it tightly and making me whimper. "They're fuller than I remember." Pleasure struck through me, and I turned my face to the side, restraining a moan. "Do you like that?" Sam whispered low. "What's down here?" Nash cooed. "Look at that," Sam smiled down at me, "not as innocent as I thought." "Especially when she's dripping onto the sheets," Nash said, looking up with a smirk. "I am innocent!" I whined. Sam just kissed my neck, making my breaths catch. "Not for long, Sweetheart." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ A purposeful kidnapping turns into their greatest obsession. They had kept her for years, but she escaped, slipping through their fingertips. Now, three years later, Maddie's in college with her best friend, Cameron and getting a degree forced upon her by her parents. While eating dinner with her friend, she's enjoying her night, but her eyes set on familiar pairs of dark ones. Their dark smiles and dangerous sights focused all on her. All the light inside her drained. They found her. Our Little Mouse is a slow burn dark college romance with dangers you cannot resist. With four male love interests to bring you to heaven. #1 in "loveandromance" on May 21 2025 (Our Little Mouse is in the FireNight realm, but is not part of a series)

You fight, I touch you, you lose. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ She was an obsession, he was an escape. But nothing had prepared her for what came their way. When a good girl so innocent as this meets the stalker who promised her safety, she refuses his refuge. And that was her mistake. For if he had found her once, he can do so again. And leaving was no longer optional. The Stalker is a slow burn college romance that fires away into darkness and desire. (the stalker is in the FireNight realm but is not a part of a series) #1 in Love and Romance (March 10, 2025) #1 in Fraternity (March 29, 2025) #1 in DominantxSubmissive (May 12, 2025) #1 in Dark College Romance (May 21, 2025) #1 in Psychokiller (June 4, 2025)

Club Edge-Book 2 "Is there a reason why you have been disturbing my class from last three days Miss Arora?" His scolding tone was enough to make me hot and bothered but when he did that while looking in my eyes, my knees buckled so fast. And yet I gathered my courage and glared at him not breaking the eye contact. "You and me both know the reason Vincent." "It's professor Agosti or Dr.Agosti for you Miss Arora and I won't repeat myself." "Oh...I thought it was Master Vincent last time." The next moment I was suddenly pulled and bent over his desk. His hand holding my wrists and my heart rate going through the roof. "The person in this classroom and the person inside the club are two very different people Lilian. The only thing that makes us similar is that I won't hesitate to turn your ass red whether I am inside the classroom or inside the club." I just ruined my brand new thong as I was quite sure there would be a wet spot on it. But I was happy as my mission of getting his attention was finally successful. I had pushed his buttons enough that he would do something about it. "What if I want you to do it?" "Is that so? Is this the reason you've been wearing these slutty clothes to the college Lilian?" "Yes Vincent.." SMACK! I felt as if I was spanked with a wooden paddle when I knew it was just his hand. Tears formed in my eyes instantly. "What did I say Lilian? What are you supposed to call me?" "Master Vincent.." SMACK! "Fuck!" "Language Miss Arora!" "I am sorry!" "I am sorry what?!" "I am sorry professor Agosti! Please..." My tears were flowing down my cheeks and that's when I realised that I might have bitten more than I can chew... This is the 2nd book in Club Edge series. It is not a standalone novel, you have to read 1st book 'Invisible Ties' first. Warning⚠️:- This story contains graphic sex scenes and bdsm concepts. Dont read if it's not your cup of tea.

Club Edge-Book 1 "It seems that you've forgotten your basic manners also with your BDSM etiquette. Am I right?" Why the fuck was his voice so deep and smooth, as if his face wasn't enough to make my pussy throb. But if he thinks he can come here and just boss me around, he's got another thing coming for him. "And here I thought you ended our relationship two years ago so you are not my Dom and I do not have to listen to your bullshit." I said to his face knowing what would happen if he is the same Master Felix I knew from two years ago. "Mind your tone Miss Bennett or it won't take me a second's time to turn that sassy ass of yours bright red. Am I clear?" Who was I kidding, he's not changed a bit. He's the same Master Felix who can command my submission just with a look of his gorgeous yet stern eyes. "Make me." I fucked up, I knew I fucked up when I said those words. I don't regret it though because the next thing that happens to me changed my life forever. WARNING ⚠️: 18+ Only read if you are 18+ as this story revolves around BDSM themes and contains explicit sex scenes targeted towards mature audience. And always remember to play Safe, Sane and Consensual. Enjoy!!!!

MMC - Tall, tan, brown hair, hazel eyes and a smile that will melt your panties off. Confident, charming and such an asshole. The perfect sadistic daddy to make you hate yourself even as you beg for more. FMC - Does it even matter? I'm kidding! Tall (but obviously shorter than the MMC), fair, black hair, green eyes and a glare that should scare off just about anyone. Bookish and a baddie. A bratty submissive that fights until she falls to pieces at his feet. Did I mention it's brother's best friend? Oh and they talked anonymously for weeks online before meeting up. Our FMC already gave the MMC all the ammo he needs to have her wrapped around his finger. It almost doesn't seem like a fair fight. THIS IS A SAMPLE OF THE FIRST DRAFT OF MY SELF-PUBLISHED NOVEL MATURE CONTENT WARNING - NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18 Please be advised: This book has graphic sexual content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to descriptive violent sex scenes, BDSM, consensual non-consent, intense humiliation/degradation, complete surrender of control, orgasm control, impact play, sharing of bodily fluids (spit, cum and pee), anal play, public play, group play / sharing, fear play, knife play, cutting and permanent marking. This book has graphic violent content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to gun violence, knife violence, kidnapping, torture, dismemberment, physical assault and sexual assault.

For the past year, 18 year old Camille has been getting away with four hours of sleep, a nine hour school day and an eight hour work day overnight. That is until her three teachers and a mystery guy walk into her diner one night. NOTE: THIS IS A 'WHY CHOOSE' REVERSE HAREM NOVEL. THE PROTAGONIST WILL HAVE A RELATIONSHIP WITH MULTIPLE MEN Book Cover Photo: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/116671446588557001/ Finished: 22/10/24 #1 in AGEGAP ~ 30/3/24 #1 in ADULTTHEMES ~ 31/3/24 #1 in POLYGAMY ~ 1/4/24 #1 in MULTIPLEMEN ~ 1/4/24 #1 in TEACHERSPET ~ 6/4/24 #1 in TEACHER ~ 20/4/24 #1 in STRONGFEMALE ~ 10/6/24 #1 in MULTIPLEPOV ~ 2/7/24