| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance

Originally called (Mafia and the Golden girl) They call him the devil in Prada, chaos in tailored skin. A ghost prowling the streets of California with vengeance and mayhem in his veins. Rodion doesn't make mistakes, and when he hunts, he doesn't miss. When his trail leads to Alessia Romero, he doesn't hesitate to strike. Alessia knows how to charm by mixing the perfect coffee. She draws cartoon arts that will steal your heart and upgrades her boyfriends like seasonal wardrobes. But her latest boyfriend comes with a deadly price: a kidnapping that throws her into Rodion's dark world, where silence is punished and loyalty is tested in blood. Rodion wants answers she doesn't have and mercy isn't in his vocabulary. But in the depths of this violent new world, Alessia uncovers something no one was ever meant to find: a secret that could bring Rodion to his knees. And it might be her only way out of this hell. _____ W A R N I N G Privileged for having scenes that would be deemed MATURE!

Cyrene worked hard to become Lead Archer of her tribe- the first omega to reach the status of Lead. Yet, in the face of annihilation, her tribe forms an alliance with the strange northern Lobo tribe. But nothing ever comes for free. What price did her King agree to? This story is an omegaverse with dark elements. Please read tags.

LUKA KELP NYC's most famous male model. Ideal boyfriend. Too sweet to be true. Morally Civil. ~•~ CHASE RUEL Multibillionaire. Arrogant CEO. Alcoholic Devil. Impolite Mouth. Psychopath in Obsession. ~•~ LIYA DALTON NYC's Female Model with a Dark Past. Bold. Royal & Precious with a Corrupted Attitude. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Liya was taken by Luka, found during her vulnerable stage. Chase became very unfond of her once she strove Luka away from alcoholism with him and made his life's purpose to retaliate her. Hatred fumes in the ears of both, when forced to work together. Liya, unable to stand the disgusting smell of cigarettes and alcohol whilst Chase, unable to stand coming out of his corrupted life by her first angsty touch. This all changes once they both end up in the same bed, taking each other ruthlessly. First once, then twice and thrice and so on... whilst Luka plans a wedding proposal. Will Liya choose the right option? Is there a right option between them for her? Will the selfish billionaire ruin his brotherhood for the girl he hates? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TRIGGER WARNINGS: This story contains Violence, Suicide, Bloodshed, Murder, CNC, Kidnapping, PTSD, Sexual Assault and Rape. There are detailed sexual scenes throughout the book, read under your own discretion.

Ares, the typical hot playboy, decides to bet on his own dad's best friend's daughter in his ego. He would hate to sip from the same glass, let alone kiss her. But when he does, everything changes for him. Iris is a typical hopeless romantic who has given the keys of her life to fictional men. Her only goal in life is to prove that she is way better than Ares but falls directly into his trap. When all her book fantasies start to come true, her heart ties an undoable knot. Both become bound to each other by hate, yet cannot resist each other. Even when they're arguing and hating. ------------- TW: Sexual Assault, Violence, Sexual Content (of consent) Please read at your own discretion

"what're you doing?" "it's a pinkie promise" Aloura laughed lightly, grabbing his bruised hand and prying his pinkie from his locked fists. Her heart almost dropping at the sight of a small tattoo on his forearm. Evil incised into his skin, with two horns resting above the words. She stared at it for a moment, before shaking her thoughts away. "Now what?" he raises and eyebrow as his eyes lock with Aloura's. "You wrap it around mine" Aloura's gaze fell back onto their hands. Elias continued to watch her, and Aloura could feel her hands tremble from the nerves. His gaze almost burnt her, but she refused to meet it. "Just like that" she grins, gesturing to their now locked pinkies. "Now the promise is sealed in." Aloura's voice begins to falter. Elias' eyes fall to Aloura's lips. She licks them, and his eyes darken. Although they'd already kissed, Aloura found her knees beginning to weaken, and the oxygen around them no longer enough for two. Aloura's eyes flicker between Elias' and they stay like that for a moment, both too scared to be the first who pulls away. "That's all?" he whispers after a moment. His eyes now remaining on her lips. Aloura swallows, but nods, not trusting her voice to speak. "You can't break it" she whispers after a moment, feeling an overwhelming urge to warn him about the consequences of breaking a pinkie promise. "Or you'll lose your pinkie." A ghost of a smile tugs at his lips as he nods gently, mentally noting to not break the promise. Because who would risk their pinkie. Elias smirked after a moment before gently pressing his lips onto Aloura's slightly ajar ones. "What was that for?" Aloura whispers as he pulls away. Elias grinned, "My way of sealing a promise" Aloura laughed a little. But Aloura doesn't believe in promises. ♡ ♡ ♡ #1 in sad #pp1 in Elias #2 in Young Adult #7 in love #12 in crime #15 in sadstory #16 in romance #25 in death

"You were ours from the second we saw you," he stated as if I didn't have a choice in it, and the truth was, I didn't need to because he was right. I was theirs, but what they didn't know was that they were mine, too. *** One invitation to an open house. One moment. One chance. And everything changes. When Emma receives an invite to the most exclusive BDSM club in the city, she knows she needs to go. At Desire's Den, she'll experience pain and pleasure, bondage, domination, and submission - all intertwined. For the first time in her life, she dares herself to go after what she wants. She'd always been too afraid. Now she is ready. Now she just has to secure a dominant. But just as everything she ever desired is in her grasp, she finds something she never expected: three possessive masters, all ready to claim her. Callan, the owner of Desire's Den, could make even the most innocent woman hungry with lust. His voice is soft as silk, and as wicked as the dirtiest fantasy you've ever had. Mateo, the sweet-tongued professor, is every woman's dream: a gentleman in public, and filthy in private. Gideon, the trio's resident bad boy, is owner of one of the most popular nightclubs in the city. Behind his calm and stone façade is a violent storm ready to conquer the object of his obsession. And she just might be the one they've been waiting for.