He wanted her scared. He wanted her desperate. He wanted her begging. Her on the floor, knees spread, dress pushed up, legs trembling while he loomed over her. Tears in her eyes as she whimpered his name. His hand tangled in her hair, forcing her to stay still while he... Those delicate legs? Made to be opened by him. His hands. His mouth. His torment. His bliss. He'd keep her in silk gowns and lock every door. He'd feed her, bathe her, cradle her... And then bend her over and breed her again.-her beneath him, crying out his name as he forced her open, spilling himself so deep inside her that her body would never forget. Watching his seed drip from her thighs only for him to push it back in, growling that it belonged to him. He imagined her swollen with his child, belly soft and round, marked by his hands, his teeth, his scent. Everyone would know and see it. She is his muse, his heaven and he is her cage. :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Primrose was meant to bloom. Instead, she was plucked-young, unripe, and fed to a world that devours girls whole. In a time where men held every law, every title, and every key, sixteen-year-old Primrose Everdell becomes the price of her father's illness. A devoted servant to the powerful family, he is now bedridden, helpless. And when the patriarch offers a "solution"-marriage to their eldest son-Primrose is given no voice. Only silence. Only duty. Her girlhood ends in the bedchambers of Styles Manor, where screams echo down stone halls and no one dares interfere. Her days blur into the quiet horror of submission. Her nights into the claws of a husband she cannot understand - and who does not understand her. . Perhaps she was never meant to be understood, only possessed. Why her? Why must she suffer for the sins of power? Trapped in a world where innocence is currency and silence is survival, Primrose must find meaning in a life written for her by others - or risk losing herself entirely.

In the kingdom of Volsavy, where women are scarce and treated as commodities, a brutal tradition has been established: women are bought, sold, and forced into breeding to ensure the survival of the royal bloodline. The five ruthless princes rule with cruelty, each seeking to claim women for their twisted purposes. When Princess Aurora of the Zaverian Kingdom is captured during a brutal war, she becomes a pawn in their violent world. Stripped of her identity, she is forced to endure torment and humiliation as the princes fight for control over her. In Volsavy, women are nothing more than vessels for breeding and pleasure, and Aurora is no exception. But as she is pushed further into despair, Aurora finds a spark of resistance deep within. Surrounded by cruelty and exploitation, she must navigate the horrifying traditions of Volsavy, using her strength to survive and fight back before she loses everything, including herself. Now she is their royal breeder. ........................................ I watched our little princess whimpering in her restraints, hands cuffed above her head and legs tied apart, still tired and almost unconscious of her actions. Her body is glazing with a thin film of sweat, and she is dripping our fluid out of her. Her eyes are blindfolded, and her mouth is gagged, so she breaks into another cry when Dante raises the whip in the air and hits her. ******Previously deleted***** 📩 To My Dear Readers Hey love, it's Nessie, author of The Royal Breeder. My old Wattpad account is gone... along with over 100 parts I poured my heart into. Half a million reads, thousands of votes, months of sleepless nights-vanished in seconds. The character aesthetics I made with so much love... gone too. I still remember my hands shaking, eyes burning, feeling so hollow. But I'm still here. I didn't give up. And I never will. 💙

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𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫 × 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐲𝐮 "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐈𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥... 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲." #BOOK 1 OF ECHOES OF CRIMSON SERIES. A Story of Dark Love, Ruin, and Redemption ⚠️ Content Warning / Disclaimer ⚠️ This story contains graphic violence, gore, self-harm, and themes of psychological trauma. It also includes mature language, explicit content, and is intended strictly for mature audiences (18+). Reader discretion is strongly advised. Some scenes may be emotionally triggering or disturbing, especially for those sensitive to topics involving abuse, obsession, and mental breakdowns. ⚠️ Disclaimer: Purely Fictional - Do Not Imitate ⚠️ This work is a dark, emotional rollercoaster, blending pain, passion, and raw intensity. Proceed only if you're ready to be shattered and stitched back together.

When Alma crossed paths with a handsome stranger at the grocery store, she didn't expect to become a piece in the puzzle to one of the most powerful drug rings on the east coast. MATURE THEMES, 18+ TW: Sexual content, kidnapping, violence, death, gun usage, drug usage

There's more out there than you think. Ashley Cartwright works on a secluded island for her father as a secretary. The lab her father works at it planning on discovering something big, something Ashley doesn't find out about until it's too late. They aren't the only secluded island, and there is another species no one has ever known about until one of them is captured and brought in. Subject Zero. Cover by blck_n_whte (EDITING) #1 in Science fiction 8-2-18 #15 in Romance 1-4-19

A simple girl who works for her boss as a personal assistant. Right, expect he is dangerous. She just doesn't know it. He's a mafia boss. He saves her and asks her a question that will changer her life forever. Not edited! However, her biggest danger is her own physically abusive father reverse harem!!BDSM relationship!! If you are uncomfortable with stuff like that it's not the book for you! Multiple POVs: Updated weekly Tuesday sometimes I'll update more often if i can. Smut will contain 🔥🌶️ in the title if you don't want to read it. "If I show anything, you cannot call the cops. He will kill me." I say, my voice trembling. "Deal," Mr. Greyson says immediately. I sigh, slipping off my coat. My short-sleeve blouse underneath. My grab marks and cigarette burns danced across my skin. I softly place the coat in Dexters stretched-out hand. Various stages of bruising on my arms are now visible. I couldn't help but notice the tension increase in the air. Nobody says anything. Mr. Greyson runs his hands through his hair and over his face. A heavy sigh leaves his lips. "Sit on my desk." He says this as he continues to sit in his chair. Shame and embarrassment fuel my body as I sit down on his deck in front of him. He looks at my arm, wrapped tightly. Before unwrapping delicately as if foreign to his nature. "Jesus Christ," he mumbles under his breath as more and more of my arm is unwrapped. He places the wrap on the desk, looking at it intently. He looks at Dexter. "Go get Jermery." He says to Dexter "Yes, boss," he says.

When young Ana, a servant girl, finds out that her mate is Alpha of her pack and the middle Prince of her city, she is too scared to show herself to him for fear that he will reject her and bring her family lower than it already is. There's only one problem. When the Prince finds out that his mate is near, he wants to find her. He will scavenge the castle, the city for that matter, to get to her. Will he find out about Ana? If he does, will he reject her or take her in and love her like a mate should? ---------- THIS IS UNEDITED The first chapter can be confusing. Sorry about that. I plan to rewrite this someday to smooth over everything.

I lift my hand, holding my pistol to his chest, hovering over his heart. He stares at me, emotions spilling out of him. Emotions I can't decipher. He leans closer, the tip of the barrel pressing into his skin, just above his heart. "Do it," he whispers, inches from my face. I hold his gaze, while his hands snake under my shirt, grazing my skin. "I dare you," he lowers his voice, so gently, "Shoot me." My finger curls around the trigger, an inch from pulling it. I glare into his eyes, "You're a fucking monster," I whisper. He nods, "I know." "You kill without remorse," I spit. "I know." "I hate you," My finger screams at me to pull the trigger. "I know." "I'm disgusted by you." "I know," he inhales, letting his forehead rest against mine. His gaze falls to my lips, "If you want me dead, then kill me, pull the trigger." - It's no longer a question. My morals are gone, leaving nothing but a monstrous killing machine. Any hope for some sort of sympathy, some regard for life is nonexistent. I want death. I want to be the bringer of death, and the essence of slaughter. - Rhea Windsor, the newest ruler of Ovantasa after her parents- the former king and queen were assassinated. Her mind is in the pits of despair guided by vengeance, leaving nothing but a body of handcrafted slaughter and within that madness, she comes across a man made for killing. The ruthless killer known as Elijah Anton, who forces her to turn her back on her morals and grip on sanity. What happens when she realizes she wasn't as innocent as she thought and teeters on a heart of purity and blinding hate? When perfect becomes unattainable and her flaws take its place? - [𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆] THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREME GRAPHIC CONTENT AND IS NOT MADE FOR A LIGHT READ - *COMPLETE & FULLY EDITED*

A horse ranch. That's where I lived at least. I know, not very exciting to those of you who don't care for this life or think it's all about work. But let me tell you, you're actually quite wrong. It's a very exciting job and the best part is is that I get to work with one of my favorite animals every day. Horses. I know I wouldn't want to have any other life than this. One night though, everything changed. I had gotten lost somewhere in the woods in the middle of the mountains with my horse Storm. Usually I knew exactly where I was going and where I was but my horse had gotten spooked and raced far into the mountains. I tried slowing Storm down but he wouldn't. I became lost with no idea where to go and that's when he showed up. He claimed that I was his mate and I was to be his forever. Thinking he was crazy, I turned Storm around to start running but imagine my surprise when he raced ahead of me and changed into a wolf right in front of my eyes. Effectively kidnapping me and taking me with him to his home, or prison I might say. This is my story and what happened when I was taken by the Alpha.