"Where do you think you're going little one." Ace's warm breath caresses the back of my neck, his arm snaking around my waist and pulling me towards him causing me to feel his hard bulge on my lower back. "Home." I voiced out meekly, clenching my thighs together as I felt my panties dampening. "But you're already home, babygirl." This time it was Roman who spoke as he dropped wet kisses along my jaw and neck causing my breath to hitch and a loud moan to escape my mouth. It wasn't the fact that these men were dangerous that had me hesitating, it was the fact that they were my stepbrothers. "I'm not your little one or babygirl and please refrain from touching me, brothers." I made sure to put emphasis on the word 'brothers', hoping their conscious stops their actions. "Wrong, it's 'daddies' for you, princess." Vincent whispered, his lips brushing against mine. My brows furrowed and my face morphed into a confused expression causing all three brothers to chuckle. ________________________ Bella Hearst is your average girl who gets pushed into a mess. After her mom's fifth marriage, she plans on escaping, knowing that her new stepfather and stepbrothers are people who you don't want to get involved with. But life has other things planned for her when her stepbrothers take a sudden interest in her.

I whimpered as I felt the cold metal touched my back. I know he's an ass but I never thought he would go as far as hurting me physically. I looked at him as he strayed towards me. "You're not going anywhere, babe."he said. He pulled my hair up and started licking my neck. Sucking it and biting. "P..please Tyler. S..stop this.", I said between my sobs. I can still feel the excruciating pain at my back but his kisses on my neck are somehow helping decrease the pain. I hate myself for thinking like this. "Say it.. say sorry for talking back at me.", he whispered menacingly. I looked at him ridiculously but immediately regretted it. "Ha. So you won't say sorry?" Without waiting for my response, he turned me to face the wall. He was holding my arms at my back. I winced when he tightened his grip. I yelped when he lift my skirt and slapped my back. "Fuck.", I groaned as I felt the sting on my lower back spread. A tear escaped my eyes, followed by a train of tears. "P-please.. Tyler..stop this.", I begged. "Ha? That's not what I wanted to hear." For the second time, he slapped my ass. It was so loud that it almost echoed in my empty room. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands slowly caressing my skin. I feel sore already. "Do you want to say something?" I bit my lower lip and tossed my pride out of the window. "I.. I'm sorry Tyler." I heard him snicker. "Sorry for what?" This is so frustrating. Yet I can't do anything but beg. "I.. I'm sorry for r-raising my voice and talking back at you." i said between my sobs. "What else?" I closed my eyes as I hear my heart beats faster. He yanked my hair. "What else?! "I'm sorry for.." I swallowed the big lump on my throat. "I'm sorry for.. n-not letting you touch m-me." "Good little step sis.", he patted my head. I heard him snicker before he pulled me for a hard kiss.

Megan Stone always thought of Ryan Miller as an ordinary boy - sure, he skipped school a lot, but that wasn't her problem. But after one night, Megan gets kidnapped and finds out that Ryan Miller is much more than an ordinary boy. He's the son of the Devil himself. *** "Please..." Megan whispered, pulling on the ropes that tied her to the bed. "I'm going to ravish you, my darling," Ryan growled, grinning devishly from ear to ear as his eyes grew three shades darker. He placed a bruising kiss on her neck, leaving a mark. "I want everyone to know you're mine." *** Happily ever after? That doesn't exist in the Devil's world. *mature content*

[25/09/2021] - [08/05/2024] There they were. Knife to throat, chest to chest, breaths uneven and heavy and yet Reece made it his job to look unaffected. "I fucking hate you." Catalina hissed in the death of night. The tip of the blade pushed in drawing small droplets of blood. She was every bit cold and vindictive as he remembered. "Good." He replied, calm and unstinted. He wasn't there to fight. He wasn't even there to listen. He was just there to stay. ♕ ♕ ♕ Catalina Khatri. Assassin. Addict. And someone with the optimal skills to carry a dagger with the sense of confidence and pride. With her life encapsulated by her father due to a conservatorship, her every move is catalogued and in sync with her mind in hopes of attaining a semblance of peace and freedom once and for all. Reece Choi. Billionaire. Commander. And someone who won't hesitate to wreak havoc on those who pose a threat to the ones he loves. With his life upending beneath his feet due to a marriage requirement, his sole purpose is tracking down the only person he trusts to marry--his once high school rival--in hopes of exchanging a deal in order to keep the heir to his fathers company. Enemies without a forgiving chance. Chaos at every corner. What will happen when their marriage poses a threat to those untold?

Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion. *** "Don't think for a second I don't hate you any less because we're married," I hiss out. Seeing Gabriel's growing smirk only pisses me off more. "If I knew what I was signing up for when I agreed to this then I would have ripped that stupid contract up the first chance I got." My sentence trails off when Gabriel takes another step towards me, then another until he's towering over me. I can feel how huge my eyes become when he slams my back to the bathroom door, wrapping his hand around my throat and pressing it to the wood. A gasp escapes me when Gabriel squeezes it, squeezing until I'm panting for every breath. I can already feel my body betraying me, though. My words may be telling him how much I despise him, but my body knows what the truth is and it shows from the growing arousal between my legs. "Don't be so crude, princesa," Gabriel mutters, forcing my head back to stare into his blazing brown eyes. "Let's not forget that we're a happily married couple. So I suggest you walk into that meeting with a smile on your face... Unless you'd rather have them all listen to me fuck the attitude out of you instead." ***

Sara expected to meet fellow bibliophiles and hearty conversations about prose and reading when she joined a local book club. Fueled with caffeine and passionate talks, she became well acquainted with her new bookoholic friends, especially with Dominic, the man with midnight raven hair and oceanic blue eyes whose charm worked on her like black magic. Though she only intended to bond platonically, she couldn't help but reciprocate his flirtatious glances and sexual innuendos when she thought no one noticed. As she found herself stuck between her poor attempt at surviving her failing relationship and her profound desire for her hot, persuasive writer, she couldn't say no when he made a generous offer she's more than willing to compromise: private writing sessions at his place. ⚠ content/trigger warning: contains mature content, sexual assault, self-harm, mentions of ED, cursing, alcohol/drugs use, emotional abuse & cheating

𝐄𝐫𝐨𝐬 (/ˈɪə𝐫ɒ𝐬/ 𝐨𝐫 /ˈɛ𝐫ɒ𝐬/; 𝐀𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤: ἔρως é𝐫ō𝐬 "𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐨𝐫 "𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞") 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦 𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝. • • • • In which a young girl falls for her billionaire boss after being forced to be his personal assistant due to her fathers gambling habits, with a small twist.

Smut Warning 🤫🔥 _____________ I quickly snapped out of the trance he put me in before placing me knife at the side of his neck. "Alessandro if your lips touch mine I'll cut throat after breaking every single bone in your body" I said as his lips were almost touching mine. A smirk formed on his lips and he looked away from my lips and into my eyes. "Can we stop pretending like you don't want my c**k buried deep inside you that you'll forget the face of the first person you killed" he whispered "Just give in amore " he said ________________________________________________ Rosabella Moulin is an assassin Alessandro Romano is a ruthless mafia (Book cover by @_navyblueee_)

Promising student and avid reader, Zahra Calimeris, attends a book club where she meets Romero Vitale; A judicious professor and bibliophilic aesthete. book 1 | ongoing

Alessandro Galanti, a mafia boss who has his eye set on Aria Stone. And he'll stop at nothing until she is his.