To save her dying mother's life, innocent and untouched 23-year-old Elena Sinclair makes a deal with the devil himself - Damien Blackwood, the cold, ruthless billionaire known as the Beast. For one billion dollars and her mother's full medical treatment, Elena agrees to become his personal possession for one entire year. She must live in his luxurious Manhattan penthouse, obey his every command, and surrender her body to him whenever, however, and as roughly as he demands. No emotions. No escape. Just complete submission. On their very first night, Damien claims her virginity without mercy. He fucks her hard and deep on his massive bed, using her innocent body for his pleasure until she's screaming, shaking, and addicted to the pain and ecstasy only he can give her. Weeks later, Elena discovers she's pregnant with the Beast's child. Now trapped as his pregnant sex toy, Elena finds herself craving the very man who owns her. Damien's obsession grows darker and filthier with every passing day. He becomes even more possessive, fucking her harder now that her belly is swelling with his baby - bending her over every surface in the penthouse, filling her again and again, growling dirty words in her ear as he claims her pregnant body. She's no longer just his possession. She's carrying the child of the man who ruins her every night... and she's starting to love being completely owned by the Billionaire Beast. Warning: This is a dark +18 erotica romance. Contains explicit sexual content, rough dominance, breeding kink, pregnancy sex, dirty talk, power imbalance, and intense adult themes.

**She wrote, "I am not dumb, I just want some care too, I also want love and affection."** he want sex (The first part revolves around obsession and lust only, abusive and no happy ending, but the base of the main story.) 18+ "Do you know why I call you Little Love?" he whispers. His arms tighten around her waist from behind, a wolfish grin on his face. She shyly nods as her head nods no. He laughs at the girl's innocence, caressing her bare belly. "because.." .... "y-you made me paint your portrait with b-blood of my cousin,m-mr archer ?" She shuddered as she stepped back, having fear and disbelief in her eyes, with tears flowing down her face. He rolls his eyes and pinches her cheeks playfully, like it's a joke to him. "Come on, little love. He tried to touch you. tried to run away with you, when you are my wife in my castle." arrogant yet lovely tone. (HE IS A HOLY HELL PSYCHOPATH, LOVE THE SMELL AND COLOUR BLOOD, OBSESSED WITH A GIRL, KING) (SHE IS INNOCENT, MATURE YET CHILDISH, OBEDIENT AND LOVED BY EVERYONE CUZ OF HER INNOCENCE AND KINDNESS FOR EVERYONE) ⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗❗‼‼‼‼‼‼‼ THIS STORY IS FICTIONAL. I don't want to hurt anyone's emotions and beliefs. Just a fictional story. for fun. Please read it with a free mind. No fight, no insult. It's a story of a different universe, a different world. NOT RELATED TO REALITY. King of Britain and an innocent girl from India 90s... BRITAINxINDIA 3 SIDE COUPLES ( 2 STRAIGHT and 1 GAY) It's gonna be lengthy, heehe WE RESPECT EVERYONE. PEACE. LOVE. 18+, violence, crime, abuse, abusive words. triggers, bla, bla, bla.. See you. take care

"You want to run away kitten, tell me you wanted to get away from me " he asked calm in dangerous voice. "N..no P..please l..I am sorry" she begged joining her hands. She was scared seeing his ragefull eyes, she curled and dig her face between in her knees. He grabbed that girl's leg and pulled her towards him. She scream, her eyes widened seeing the hot iron rod in his hand. Her heart trembling. "I will never do this please leave me please forgive me this time..... Ahhhhhhhhh.......

𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐇×𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 ┈➤ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖. ♡ They were never meant to exist in the same world. Yet somehow- they became each other's world. ☜♡☞ She was softness carved into human form. Light in its purest shape. A heart that loved without fear, without doubt... without knowing what fear truly was. And he- He was everything the world warns you about in hushed voices. Darkness that didn't hide. A man people feared... and prayed never to cross. ☜♡☞ Beauty and the Beast. But not the kind written in fairytales. Because in this story- the beauty doesn't want to escape. And the beast... doesn't want to let her. ☜♡☞ One loves like it's her first breath. The other holds on like losing her would be his last. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #1 in caged (16 May-26) #2 in innocentfml (16 May-26) #1 in innocentfml (31 May-26)

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

"Please I need to leave." I said my eyes watering as I stared into his cold eyes. "You arent fucking leaving this house Lia." He said before leaving me handcuffed to the bed. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ ✦ "𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝." ✦ ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ ⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ Bodyguards Obsession 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ I slowly pushed myself upright in the bed, my breath catching as I looked at him. He stood by the window, his back to me, staring outside. "Did you think I wouldn't fucking find out?" he said, his voice low and rough, yet unnervingly calm. Fear curled through me. My hands tightened around the blanket as I fought to keep from shaking in fear. He knows... "That you're fucking pregnant." His voice rose slightly as he turned to face me, his dark eyes locking onto mine. The look in them made my stomach twist. I knew then that whatever he had planned for me, wasn't going to end well. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ Lia is a girl who tries her hardest not to fall apart when being hurt wherever she goes. A girl who once loved now was broken deep inside. She stays strong and only lives for one sole reason which is her child. ♡♡♡ Elijah is unhealthily obsessed with Lia the second he saw her and decided to make her his in the worst way possible, regardless of knowing hes the reason shes broken. Will he end up having lia by his side in the end? ♡♡♡ Killian didnt know as soon as he met the girl who his enemy wanted him to protect would be the same girl he'd be dangerously obsessed with at first sight. Protecting her became destroying anyone who hurt or touched her.

"I've always knew you'd be the man to fuck me to heavens." The door opened on that comment and the man she least expected waltzed in. A smirk on his lips. "Tell me, how many times have I f*cked you to heavens in your wild little imaginations, Gina?" He questioned, voice polished. ............... He's my father's best friend, a father figure to me. But he's also the hottest man I've ever seen alive. With his fit, toned, and athletic build. He has plagued my dreams more time than I can count. Fucking me to heavens and back, and when the chance comes to experience him. It doesn't matter what it costs, even if it might be the end of me. I'm willing to let him ruin me. Impressive rankings #1 - steamy (29/01/2026) #1 - twisted (02/07/2026)

I like older men. And I like to be paid for it. But he's no daddy. Not the type I usually go for. #1 kink #1 olderman #1 sugarbaby #1 sugardaddy

Everyone at school knows Melody Plum is the smartest, best-behaved girl at Sacred Heart. She's kind, quiet, and liked by both students and teachers. She's also one of the prettiest around and could easily become the most popular girl in school, if she cared about stuff like that. But Melody hates being the center of attention, so she hangs out with only a small, select group of friends, one of whom is Charlie Davenport, her best friend since kindergarten. Everyone agrees they could be such a cute couple since Charlie is obviously in love with her, but Melody is super-focused on her studies and doesn't really notice that stuff. Benjamin Davenport is everyone's favorite teacher and all the girls have a crush on him. He is gorgeous, well-dressed, really smart, and has the sexiest voice and British accent. Even some of the women teachers are in love with him, but he chooses to ignore them because he's happily married and has four children who also attend the school. Everyone thinks he has the most perfect family in town. What no one knows is that Melody has been in love with him for years, even though he's more than twice her age and the father of her closest friend in the world. She has never dreamed he would ever see her as a woman and accepts that she will be never be anything else to him but the best friend of his son. At least that's what she thinks. But Mr. Davenport has a secret, too. He has watched Melody grow up into a beautiful young woman over the years and what he is feeling for her now is decidedly not paternal...

He's the mafia prince who rules every room he enters. She's the scholarship student who doesn't even know his name. Luca Russo's ego is a weapon. As heir to a ruthless empire, he commands fear and worship with a glance. Women are ornaments. Men are pawns. The world exists to bend to his will. Until he meets Amara. Sweet, soft, and buried in a library book, she spills her things at his feet. When he helps her-a king condescending to a peasant-she offers only a polite, distracted smile before walking away. She doesn't recognize him. She isn't impressed....she's just polite. He didn't want polite. For the first time in his life, Luca is seen as a variable amongstothers. And it ignites a dark, possessive fire within him. He will have her. He will make her see him. He will consume the very innocence that makes her blind to his shadow. Now, the most dangerous man in the city is obsessed with the one woman who didn't look twice. And he'll tear apart her sunny, mundane world just to prove she's always been his. Welcome to an obsession where the greatest insult was her indifference... and the only prize will be her surrender. A/N : I'm trying to make a darker and more smutty version of "The girl who didn't look". This book is also extremely vulgar.