DARK ROMANCE - STALKER TROPE - SMUT Since the death of her father, Lucy Reyes has been drowning in debt. To cope with her financial struggles and her father's poisoned legacy, Lucy has no choice but to enter the world of producing risqué videos online, under the pseudonym: Crystal. Until the day one of her most loyal viewers offers to resolve her financial troubles in exchange for a single meeting... With her, her debt. His name is known by all in the business world; his family has been at the forefront of the pharmaceutical industry for generations. But beneath the facade of an impeccable businessman, Gage Olsen hides dark dealings and an unhealthy obsession with the stunning Crystal... And one day, he vows, she will be his. With him, his obsession.

SMUT WARNING!! : This book isn't sweet romance. It's filthy, raw and unapologetically dark. Expect: *Three brothers who don't know the meaning of gentle.* *A heroine who moans even when she swears she won't.* *Fingers, tongues, and cocks where she least expects them.* ~~~♠~~~ "Spread wider, Angel," Zane growled against my ear, his fingers ruthless between my thighs. Ziven's c*ck shoved deep down my throat, hot, thick and massive. "Right there. Open up and take it like the filthy tease you've been." And behind me, Zarek drove into me deeper, pounding and claiming every inch. "Feel that? Dripping wet. Doesn't matter how hard I pound-she'll still take more. She's fucking built for it. Our cocks." I begged desperately- clenching, gushing, and trembling through every thrust and claim. I never thought I'd crave this- three brothers who claimed me, ruined me, and made me beg for more. But I do. God, I do. My name is Zayla Everly Hollis. I died the night I married Lugard Blade. He broke me and killed me. But fate brought me back. Given a second chance, I ran. Straight into the arms of the three most powerful men in Chicago. THE MADDOX BROTHERS. Ziven. Commanding, brilliant, and dangerous with a keyboard. Zarek. Cold, ruthless, and sharp as glass. Zane. Charming, wicked, and heartbreak in human form. They offered me safety. Then they became my obsession. Now they're my only protection from the monster I once called husband. But with three billionaires wanting one broken girl, hearts will shatter. And when the past comes knocking... I'll have to choose between revenge-and the triplets who made me feel alive again.

╔═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╗ Lᴏᴠᴇ & Oʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ sᴇʀɪᴇs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ╚═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╝ Dᴀʀᴋ Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴄe ══════◄••❀••►══════ "What made you come here, little cat?" He spoke, Not a question but a demand, point out the hidden sarcasm. His voice husky, and eyes darken. While he Sat On dark couch calmly, Staring at my quivering soul, and all I was In front of the devil, Preparing myself for his meal. "I-I Came to apologize for my earlier mista--" barely audible, with the stammering tone I managed to answer but all he could do interrupt. "On your knees" he Command, and my eyes widen in terror. I looked at him and his ocean blue eyes with a threaten warning was already stucked on me. "Uhmm..w-why?" I questioned, in horror. "Obey me" he spoke with low and menacing tone, after thinking for few seconds which felt for hours in loud silence, I was on my knees. Looking at the 'devil' for next command. And A Smirk, curled up on his lips. "Unbuckle My Belt" He demand, while all I look at him in shock, is he going to hit Me? "W-why?" Again, I questioned with a helpless tone. "You're going to swallow My cock, in your mouth with your eyes on Me. And then i will think to forgive you or not, little cat." And I gulp the large saliva down from the throat just thinking about it. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Where death lies, the Leviathan Hart mention. Fall in love but more like suffocation. Luna stewart, a beautiful shaped soul. Trapped in the world of his dark obsession. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Trigger warning- mature scenes, foil language and torture inside this book. If you are mentally not prepared, this book is not for you. ~Aria. With love for all of you.

A broken girl. A quiet town that keeps too many secrets. And a man she should've never wanted. Her stepfather. Older. Off-limits. But sometimes, the heart wants what it shouldn't ︎❦ Dixon Norcross shouldn't be the one I reach for. He shouldn't be the one who makes me feel safe. But he's nice, stable, and the only thing in the world that doesn't seem to be slipping through my fingers. And I realize I shouldn't look at him like this. I know he should not look back. But Dixon has a secret that is strong enough to shatter the fragile thing we've built. And I won't know if it's too late or if I should run when I eventually find out the truth.

Dove Quinn is a orphan sweet innocent girl who was everything they weren't. A porcelain doll with blue eyes and a heart too pure for the world she was about to be dragged into, she still believed in love stories, unaware that hers had already been written in blood and obsession. They'd been watching her for a year. Three shadows lurking in the silence. The Santoro triplets- Blaze, Cain and Silas. A Mafia royalty. Billionaire tyrants who ruled the underworld with cold hands and colder hearts. No one crossed them. No one questioned them. And no one, ever, touched what belonged to them. And Dove? She was theirs. Always had been. She just didn't know it yet. For a year, they watched her innocence bloom, tracked her every dimpled smile, every routine, every friend she barely had. They stalked, waited, and were obsessed and waited till she turned eighteen then they took her.... In their world, love came in chains and kisses tasted like control. They didn't want her fear, they wanted her surrender. Slowly. Completely. And they would have it. Because Dove was the only soft thing they'd ever touch without breaking. But that didn't mean they wouldn't bend her. Over and over again. Until her innocence wore their names.

"𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢? 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸." "𝘖𝘩 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦." - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀 Lilia Elise, a beautiful and talented dancer, captivates everyone with her strikingly unique appearance-two different colored eyes and bright blonde hair. Little did she know about the man who hides in her closet. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐑 He watches and lurks, always seeming to be where Lilia was. Like a rock in a raging river. He always found a way to control his emotions. But what happens when he finally snaps? - 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒓 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑮𝒂𝒑 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈/𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒚 + 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆

"We'll see you soon, little one." I spend my days waiting for the night, hoping I can see them again. They make my skin come alive, buzzing with electricity. But the minute I open my eyes, they fade away. . . Ivy spends her life surrounded by books, comparing every man to her book boyfriends. So much so she's even started dreaming about them. When the men from her dreams walk into her bookshop, Ivy has to pinch herself to check she's really awake. What she doesn't know is that her dreams haven't been dreams at all, and despite spending every night with them for months, she's about to realise that she doesn't really know her men at all, and perhaps even herself.

He's my stepdad. My obsession. And I'm his favorite sin. Noxton Gray isn't just a man. He's a storm-dangerous, addictive, and impossible to escape. The world knows him as the fallen model making his comeback. I know him as the man who watches me too closely, touches me too long, and whispers that I was his the second we met. He married my mother for convenience... but he looks at me like I'm the only thing worth ruining everything for. I should fear him. I should hate him. But instead, I ache to be claimed, to be ruined, to be his. Because when Noxton Gray wants something... he doesn't stop until it's his obsession. And his obsession... is me. 👑 HIGHEST RANKINGS👑 #1 in scandal 01/02/26 #1 in fangirl 08/02/26

"⚠️ This story contains themes of abuse, manipulation, and violence. It is purely fictional and not intended to romanticize harmful behavior." Alex grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look at him, his voice low, dangerous-a venom-laced promise. "You're mine now," he growled. "My wife. My hidden bride. My possession. I'll Fuck you when I want, how I want, where I want. And if you even flinch, I'll make sure you never walk again." He stepped closer, his eyes blazing with rage and obsession. "Take off your clothes, Lara. Now." She trembled, frozen, tears running down her cheeks. -and he shoved her against the wall. "You thought marriage to me would be a cage?" he sneered. "No, Lara. This is hell. And I'm the devil who'll fuck you as I see fit. Whenever. Wherever. However. Because you belong to me now." "I said take them off," he hissed in her ear. "Before I rip them off myself." Lara's breath hitched as she slowly raised trembling fingers to her blouse. Every movement was filled with dread, humiliation, and hopelessness. He grabbed her roughly, threw her on the bed, climbing on top of her like a predator claiming its prey. His lips crashed against hers-not with love, but punishment. His kiss bruised. His hands unforgiving. "Spread your legs like a good little wife," he hissed, "or I'll force them open."

A young girl who is very nice is abducted by a cold-blooded billionaire mafia. He gradually turns her into his possession then into his obsession, but a traitor has stolen his heart, so all he can do is abhor the traitor and search for her if he can find her. The price of her betrayal would be that she would curse the day she was born. Will the girl he kidnaps and plans to marry ever win his heart, or will she just be his property to do with as he pleases? trigger warnings ⚠️ abusive relationship, drugs, slavery, dark, cold, sexual assault, violence, human trafficking, mafia, guns etc. so if you are not comfortable with these, please avoid this story. *I don't support any of these!!*