Elijah's life shattered the night of the accident. Moving to a new town was supposed to be a fresh start-a promising opportunity for his family. Instead, it became a living nightmare. His father is nothing but a ghost of the man he once knew, buried under grief and rage. And Elijah? He's left to pick up the broken pieces of his life, all while trying to navigate a school full of unfamiliar faces. But one face stands out. Someone dangerous, alluring, and impossibly magnetic. The kind of person Elijah should stay away from. But darkness calls to darkness. And sometimes, the most twisted paths lead to the sweetest sins.

He really out here layin all up on a nigga whose shoes leanin'...embarrassing.

BIG DISCLAIMER: I wrote this book when I was a CHILD. The MC's are underage. If it makes you uncomfortable, please DO NOT read. This book is still up due to it being a comfort book, outside the smut. It touches on mental health and can be relatable. PLEASE, THIS IS A WARNING! THEY ARE UNDERAGE. "let me tell you something, darling. you've unlocked a side of me, even I fear. but since you want to keep me up all night, challenging me, he's gonna show up at some point." Mateo whispers, huskily into my ear, gripping my neck. "what are you talking about?" I whisper. "like how I show no mercy when killing someone. I can also show no mercy in bed. you're not sensitive, so you should be able to take the degrading. right, Tesoro?" he asks, i nod. "you know it's not true though. you know I love and cherish you, beautiful," he says slowly. "right?" "mhm." I nod. Mateo slowly starts speeding up his thumb, on my clit. "right. now I know, my Tesoro isn't so vanilla and innocent. So tell me, love. do you have any kinks?" the question catches me off guard. do I? "ya," I mumble. "I want you to list them," he whispers, I can hear the smirk on his face. "bondage, CNC- shit- dirty talk, uh-um, choking, degrading, stimulation. fuck i can't think," I mumble. "you've said my favourites, but have you ever heard of darcyphilia?" he asks, slowly entering his finger again. "n-no." I stutter. "well, I want to fuck you, overstimulate you, edge you, until you're in tears, chanting your safe word." _________________________________ ⚠️ I WON'T CONSIDER THIS BDSM, BUT IT DOES CONTAIN HEAVY SMUT⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK DOES NOT PROMOTE TEEN PREGNANCY⚠️ ⚠️EVERYTHING OTHER THEN THE MAFIA CULTURE AND RACIAL CULTURES ARE FICTION⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS CONSIDERED 18+ BUT IF YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT... I AIN'T YOUR PARENT. BUT DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU⚠️ ⚠️YES THE GIRL IS ON BIRTH CONTROL FROM THE GET-GO⚠️

"I know I killed a close friend of yours but I'll be honest and say, I'm in with love you. Lucius will probably try to kill me, Nate and Dante would never accept me, Cesar will torture me if he catches me, and I don't think you'd ever forgive me either, but you know what?" He shrugged his shoulders as he reached for Charles' jaw, tilting his head to the side and examining his quivering blue eyes that resembled his father's way too much. His thumb slid across the tape over Charles' lips that were sealed shut underneath. "I don't care if I need to hide underground in a bunker for the rest of my life, I want to be with you and I'm not going to let any of them stop me, and that includes yourself. So how about you stop fighting those restraints and kiss me the same way you did last night, remember?" Nineteen-year-old Charles Kennedy never thought his life would be thrown in such turmoil. He tried to live a normal life with his fathers, Dante and Nate Kennedy, but it was kind of hard when his best friend, Natalia Hercules, Lucius' Hercules daughter, was always involved in some shady missions, regardless of her father's rules. However, he never thought that one of them would be killed by the leader of a powerful upcoming troop. Even worse, he never thought that leader would fall in love with him? And what happens when he falls in love back? Does he choose his family or his soulmate? How is he supposed to avenge the death of his family friend when it's the love of his life that he needs to kill?

What happens when two rival alphas who are constantly at each other's throats accidentally form a mate-bond? Fenris, the alpha heir of Winterthrope clan, chaperons his omega brother to attend Prince Damien's mate selection ball, hoping to secure an alliance with the powerful Nocturne clan through marriage. But shortly after arriving in Nocturne, Fenris manages to make Prince Damien, the prospective ally and hopefully brother-in-law he is supposed to impress, his sworn enemy. The two alphas can't spend ten minutes in a room without it ending in a full-blown brawl. However, under the influence of alcohol and hormones, one heated clash in the bathhouse takes an unexpected turn, resulting in Prince Damien accidentally marks and claims Fenris as his mate. In a world where alpha-on-alpha mating is taboo, being marked and submitting to another alpha is seen as weak and humiliating, Fenris has to fight his way through shame, prejudices, and schemes, regain his honour, and lead his clan to face the rising threats from the vampires. He also has to confront his own feelings for Damien that challenge everything he knows about dominance, duty, and love. Fenris: 26 years old Damien: 26 years old __________ Book 1 of The Alpha Mate Series There will be NO mpreg between main characters in this series. HE eventually. Updates every Wednesday, Friday and Sunday at 8 a.m. PST.

For one night, and one night only, Milo Fraser forgot about consequences. Unfortunately, these kinds of things tend to come back to bite us. On the football field was last place Milo expected consequences to find him. *COMPLETED* [#1 Rivalry - 22/01/2026] [#1 Aussie Rules - 23/01/2026]

"Ensure they cannot touch what belongs to me again," he commanded, his voice firm and authoritative. His beta nodded, taking a step back and bowing his head. "Yes, Alpha King." The gravity of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks - they were talking about my friends. A wave of panic washed over me as I realized my little drama to piss him off had put them in danger. Now, I had to act fast to prevent disaster. I couldn't let my recklessness hurt the people I care about. I tugged on Alarico's coat sleeve, and he turned to face me. Our eyes locked, and for the first time, I felt genuine fear. My voice barely above a whisper, I said, "No." Alarico's gaze narrowed, and he raised an eyebrow, as if granting me permission to speak. I swallowed hard and tried to find my voice. "D-Don't hurt them." My words were laced with desperation, and Alarico's expression softened slightly. He tilted my face toward his beta and said, "Order them." I hesitated, unsure of what he meant. Was he testing me? But Alarico's gaze remained steady, his voice low and commanding. "Say it," he urged. With tears welling up in my eyes, I spoke, my voice shaking with rage and fear. "I, Mario Cassano, order you to revoke your alpha's previous order and not to lay a finger on my friends." The words felt like acid on my tongue, but I knew I had to protect my friends. As I finished speaking, Alarico's men dropped to their knees, their heads bowed in unison. I stumbled backward, startled by their sudden action. "Your wish is our command, Queen Luna," they chanted in perfect harmony. The title "𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗟𝘂𝗻𝗮" sent shivers down my spine. What did it mean? And why did Alarico's men respond to me with such reverence? I looked up at 𝗵𝗶𝗺, searching for answers, but his expression remained enigmatic.

All his life, Keshav has been branded with one cruel sentence-"a prostitute's son." Behind his cheerful mask lies a boy who has swallowed pain in silence, laughing louder so no one hears his heart break. Then came Arav. With him, Keshav didn't have to pretend anymore. Arav's presence felt like sunlight after years of shadows-comforting, steady, real. For the first time, Keshav believed he could be loved for who he truly was. But what if that love is nothing more than a facade-Arav's well-plotted illusion? If every word and touch were calculated lies, then the boy who built his fragile hope on that foundation risks crumbling completely. Keshav has endured a lifetime of scars, but betrayal from the only person who made him feel whole could break him beyond repair. Early updates available in stck for free..

Some betrayals cut deep. Others pull you into a world you never saw coming. Kai Fitzgerald returned home earlier than planned, his vacation cut short by the sting of a heartbreak girlfriend, faithless in the arms of another. But what awaited him wasn't the solace of home. It was him. Theodore Kingsley-his brother's enigmatic business partner in Kai's own bedroom, entangled between a man and a woman like sin-made flesh. From that moment, Kai knew: that Theo was trouble-wrapped in tailored suits and quiet smirks. No matter how hard Kai tried to keep his distance, fate refused to comply. Their paths twisted, tangled unbreakable thread pulling them closer, again and again. But what Kai doesn't know? Theodore Kingsley isn't just an arrogant, insufferable temptation. He's a man built on secrets. Some that belong to the past. Some that belong to Kai Fitzgerald himself.

[COMPLETED] Elijah Sinclair is the youngest and most ruthless CEO in the city, known for his arrogance, cunning business tactics, and an ego the size of his billion-dollar empire. He doesn't take no for an answer-until he crosses paths with a dangerous man who couldn't care less about his money or influence. Dante Moretti, the feared heir to the Moretti Mafia, is cold, merciless, and used to people cowering before him. That is until he meets Elijah, a man who refuses to back down, even when a gun is pointed at his head. What starts as a dangerous game of threats and defiance soon turns into something neither of them expected-attraction. Now, with both their worlds colliding, Elijah finds himself in the middle of a deadly mafia war, and Dante finds himself doing something he swore he never would-falling for a cocky CEO who makes his blood boil in more ways than one. Will their love survive betrayal, gunfire, and a whole lot of stubborn pride? Or will their worlds tear them apart before they can even admit their feelings?