Three tangled romances. One beautiful estate. And three men who are hotter and bossier than any fairytale prince. The Shelsey Estate hides twisted ancient traditions where love can be ruthless and submission was never a choice. Until now. Levi Shelsey VII is the definition of "stoic heir with a dark side." He's got rules to follow and a legacy to protect with a suitor who seems perfect on paper... until he meets Charlotte, the shy American maid with a backbone that catches him off guard. She's off-limits. Too sweet. Too forbidden. Naturally, he's obsessed. Daniel Cross is the notorious golden boy of the Estate. Charming. Strict. Perfect husband material-if your idea of marriage includes punishment and control. He's set to find his perfect match, until Whitney Cherry crashes into his life seeking safety. Daniel is her ticket out of a life of struggle. But the domineering Mr. Cross proves to be more than just arrogant. He's everything she despises. And maybe everything she craves. Callista Shelsey is smart, spoiled, and absolutely not ready to marry anyone. Except maybe the man she's wanted since she was thirteen. Too bad her brother has other plans. And her new suitor? A little too good at putting her in her place. But he's mysteriously soft as she embraces her home's darker rituals with his guidance. For fans of dark romance, elite societies, discipline, forbidden desire, and spankings that mean something.

A 15 year old kid, abused by his parents, runs away to a military camp, where he poses as an 18 year old newbie by hacking their databases. Only to have his lie exposed in 2 weeks. He is presented before the court and the judge rules that neither can he be sent to his parents nor can he go into the system because he has learnt some confidential data which cannot be leaked what so ever. He is to be reassigned under the guardianship of "The GENERAL", known for his strict, no nonsense attitude. Will Our Boy Find a home in the experienced and calloused arms of his new "DAD"?

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

Zeya had always been struggling to get her grades straight. This being her last year of school, she is ready to go to war for her A's. But the world gives her a reality check when she fails physics in her first term. Fighting with constant anxiety and nervousness, she is still learning to rebuild herself. Love life has been a closed case for her. But when she is met with a mid-life 'crisis', will she be able to pull herself up, or will it drown her? (FYI, the age gap is of eight years STORY IS AN ORIGINAL WORK) DISCLAIMER: This is my first story, so the plot can be seen through or the editing can be bad. So please be patient with me. And at some points, you will cringe at the MC's decision, but I hope to make things better. #1 in overthinking 26.01.25 #2 in overthinking. 31.12.24 #23 in enemies to friends. 27.12.24

*cringe alert, read at your own risk* 'SHE CAME INTO HIS LIFE, AND BECAME IT' The most powerful and ruthless member of the 𝐝𝐞'𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨 family and the top business tycoon of Italy. Everyone fears him , his own family infact. 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 has a permanent scowl on his face. A devil in an Armani suit. His names whisper is enough to make any many leave the country and never look back. But what happens when a series of unfortunate events in his life make him tumble in the life of the most perfect angel he's ever seen. 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐞 is the kindest and the most precious soul one can ever come across. Her blissful and radiant aura attracts everyone towards her. But will she be able to soften the heart of this devil or will he corrupt her innocence? ___________________________________ "Such a pretty baby, tsk tsk. Look at you begging for me to touch you" He brushed his nose against mine. His warm calloused hands drawing small patterns on my naked tummy. Darius's plump warm lips sucked on my neck making me tug his jet black hair. "You're so precious. So fucking perfect and all mine"

WARNING‼️This book contains abstruse topics such as Dark Love, Toxicity, Abuse, Violence etc if you are not comfortable with the above please feel free to swipe past this book. A man with a drive for blood gets lost in the eyes of a woman with a simple life. Their foreign but not so different worlds come clashing together when he claims her as his. He just can't seem to stay away or get her out of his mind. He couldn't say it was driving him insane because he already lacked in that department. He didn't care what it would take, he wanted her and he would have her.

Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️

"P...please stop... I... I can't anymore... S...stop..." "I don't know the word 'stop' baby girl, I am not done yet. I need this so badly right now. I need to have you. I wanna hear you beg for my name. So... Don't resist...." ------------------------------------------ She is still 23 years old innocent girl. She lived a beautiful life with freedom and happiness. But suddenly her life changed. Destiny was teasing with her. Her life became a jail with her mafia boyfriend. She would never thought about a rough life like that. Mental instability, Sadness, and darkness are wrapping around her. Her boyfriend doesn't care about her emotions? Can she go through this? Can she overcome her hard life with him? Can she be able to change her life? He is a very cold, rough, dangerous, and dominant 25-year-old mafia boss who is controlling all over the city. Everyone is afraid of him. He's obsessed with her beauty. But he is so violent toward her. It's a possession rather than love. What will happen to their life? Will he change? --------------------------------------- ⚠️Warning: This story contains sexual activity (mature), high scenes of violence, and abuse, which may be triggering for some readers.

"She was his mirage, a dream he could only chase. He was her living hell, a nightmare she could not escape." Layla Mustafa is the only girl in her family allowed to go to university. Belonging to a strict patriarchal background, Layla, the shy and suppressed girl, could only dream of falling in love. That was until she met Zaviyar Malik, the warmest man she had ever met. Layla loved Zaviyar. Zaviyar loved Layla. They were meant for each other. The equation should have been complete. A fated Happily Ever After. But they forgot to consider one factor. One dangerous factor..... 𝘘𝘢𝘪𝘴 𝘒𝘩𝘢𝘯. Qais who was just another name for the devil himself. He spilled blood like water. Killed like it was a hobby. But more than anything... he loved like it was a sin. Madly. Addictively. and Dangerously. One mistake is all it takes for Layla to fall into the hands of the devil. Layla was a lover, not a fighter. And Qais was a killer, not a lover. What happens when the roles are reversed? What happens when fate brings them together?

"What do you say when I tell you to do something?" Breathless and whimpering, she answered: "Yes, Sir..." "You're not going to forget again, are you?" "No, Sir," her voice was soft, relaxed even. I was watching her actively slip further into a submissive headspace and it was thrilling to see. I rubbed my hand across her scorching backside, red from her punishment. "Good girl," I praised, and beneath my hands her body slowly relaxed. I allowed her to catch her breath, and sink a little deeper into subspace, before I ordered her up with a couple of pats to her bottom. "Get up," I told her, dropping my foot to the ground, returning her to her feet. She was a bit shaky on her legs, so it wasn't the most graceful transition. Her skirt was tied around her waist with a neat little bow, which I pulled undone. The fabric fell to the floor. "Step out of your skirt, and panties, and return to where you were standing before, in the same position." She hesitated, surprised. "You didn't think we were done, did you?" "N-no, Sir." "We got sidetracked because you were a disobedient little girl, weren't you?" Her face turned red at my chastisement. "Now, do as you're told." "Yes, Sir," she replied before obeying. ___ Book Two of the Unconditional Submission series. Dawson is sent to the front lines as Berkelium wages war on Ruthenium. Only nineteen, he works tirelessly to end the war, but years pass, and he is still unable to return home. Now 21, Dawson is hardened from battle. He hardly recognizes himself. When a girl enters their camp with suspicious intentions, he doesn't have the patience or calamity he once did to deal with her. It's been long enough since he's seen a woman, let alone since he's had to discipline one... But she's on his turf now, and the little Berkelium will receive a taste of Ruthenium culture if she doesn't comply with every single one of his demands. This is Book Two of the Unconditional Submission Series