Highest ranking: #53 in Werewolf Farah-Ember, or Fe, is the most innocent and shy person you will ever come upon. She loves nature and being the Betas daughter has some perks to her life style. Her father and mother are extremely protective over their little girl, and the only way to even touch Farah, having to go through her parents first, is to have a strong connection of some sort with her. They don't allow her to go passed the walls that cage in their pack but Farah wants to explore more, even if her mind is very small and naive to the outdoor world. With the celebration coming up that her cousin will take the place of being Beta instead to her pack, a ceremony is to be held. Along comes two lycan Alphas who happen to be Farah-Embers mates. They are strong, handsome, tall, and protective. Not to mention dominant. They won't allow Farah out of their sight unless she's going to the washroom. Even then, they're weary. All Travon and Ajax want is their mate by their side 24/7 and the way to do that is to be the over protective maniacs they are. Although, when a threat is made upon Farah, the two Alphas take charge and they won't go down without a fight. For she is triple the innocence you find in any other person and they're double the dominance you will find in a normal wolf combined.

Arabella Briggs, or Bella, is a young college student with a lot on her plate. Her parents are harsh, and she's struggling to keep up with everyone around her. With school and her job, Bella finds herself feeling smaller and more vulnerable than ever. When three men stumble along the exhausted girl, will Bella accept their help? ***** This book will contain mature (18+) content. Additionally, there will be themes that may not be comfortable for anyone. This includes: DDLG, ageplay, regression, abuse, mental health, and *possibly* smut.

Evelyn Miller has seventeen years of memories and a life she never questioned. Until a passport application proves that none of it is legally hers. Forced to leave England and move to Italy, Evelyn finds herself living with the Romero family-the strangers who have spent seventeen years searching for the daughter they lost. But finding her is easier than becoming a family. She thinks they're overbearing. They think she's reckless. She sees privilege where they see normalcy. They see distance where she sees self-preservation. Determined to leave for university the moment she turns eighteen, Evelyn refuses to grow attached. Yet somewhere between awkward dinners, fierce arguments, quiet acts of love, and four brothers who have no idea how to be siblings to a girl they've never known, the home she never wanted begins to feel like the one she might not want to leave. A story about family, grief, second chances, and discovering that sometimes the hardest place to belong... is the place you were always meant to call home.

"I-I saw y-your cups. I-I didn't know y-you were D-devereaux" --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Starting her new job in the city, she didn't know who she will be running into, she didn't know who the Devereaux are. #4 in Kings 27.12.22

Olivia's estranged father is dead. It's time for her to move back to Las Vegas to be with her twin and five older half-brothers... but they don't want her. Just like her mother and stepfather. ~~~ The patriarch of the D'Angelo crime family is dead. His eldest son and heir, Donatello D'Angelo may control a third of Las Vegas, but his family is falling apart. Second son Dante D'Angelo does nothing more than what Donatello tells him. His next brother Ares might be a psychopath. Irish twins Salvatore and Leone are becoming increasingly more codependent. His youngest brother Romeo is acting out more than ever before. Then there's Olivia. His father may have wanted nothing to do with his only daughter, but Donatello is determined to take care of her the same way he's taken care of his brothers since he was a teenager. Only, he underestimated how much hatred their father left in his brothers' hearts. If his brothers have their way, Olivia will never be a true D'Angelo. ~~~ Past / Current Top Rankings: #1 in adorable #1 in babysister #1 in half-siblings #1 in overprotective #1 in disassociation #1 in neglected #1 in brokenfamily #1 in babyofthefamily #2 in littlesister #2 in onlygirl House of Sins: Envy, Part I © 2026 Dawnie888. All rights reserved. Updates every Monday, Wednesday and Friday (Eastern Time)

"I'm Viola! I don't know if i told you that already." "Lola." "Viola." I correct. "Lola." ~~ Viola is a bubbly girl who just wants friends and people to love. When her friend asks to be her boss's assistant for the day she agrees and little does she know, the man by the desk will be her first love. Grey is a quiet man who focus on business, money and work until a little blonde haired blubbery girl enters his office. ❤️❤️ enjoy mama

She drew the beauty of the world. He ruled its darkest corners. Aria Wood lived a quiet life between library shelves and the pages of her sketchbook. With silver eyes, a shy smile, and a gentle stutter, she found comfort in drawing the little things others overlooked-the morning sunlight through a window, flowers swaying in the breeze, or the peaceful face of her loyal companion, Daisy, her military-trained Siberian Husky who had grown up by her side since childhood. To Aria, kindness was never a weakness; it was simply who she was. Marcus De Russo was everything she wasn't. The man whose name made the underworld fall silent. A king built by tragedy. Feared without mercy. Obeyed without question. His golden eyes had witnessed betrayal, bloodshed, and loss until he believed his heart had long since turned to stone. Then he met a silver-eyed girl who smiled at strangers, apologized too much, and unknowingly became the only person capable of calming the monster inside him. To the world, Marcus was ruthless. To Aria. He was the man who quietly sat beside her while she sketched for hours, remembered which pencils she preferred, made breakfast before she woke, and looked at every drawing as though it belonged in the finest gallery. His love wasn't loud. It lived in silent devotion. Protective glances. Patient reassurance. And an obsession gentle enough that only she would ever see it. The entire mansion feared Marcus De Russo's footsteps. One cold glance from him could silence a room. But the moment Aria looked up from her sketchbook and whispered, "H-Husband...?" the dangerous edge in his eyes disappeared. A helpless smile tugged at his lips. He crossed the room, gently cupped her face, and pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead. "There's my wifey," he murmured, brushing his thumb across her blushing cheek. She shyly hid against his chest, and Marcus wrapped his arms around her with impossible gentleness. Aria... he was simply her husband.

Stella Burns do not exist. There is no trace of her out there. Her name is unknown. Her existence is a ghost. She is hidden and sheltered from the cruel world that is desperate to eat away each shed of innocence and naiveté, which makes everything Stella Burns is. She is a child untouched by the world. But as always, the world catches up to everybody, even sweet Stella. Her whole safe world is shattered when she witnesses the first cruel reality. When her dear protector dies, she has no choice but to navigate her own path out into the outside world full of evil. She finds her brothers on a stormy day at a mansion doorstep. Once she steps in, her world shifts entirely, with her new protectors standing behind her back.

(COMPLETED) "Want, Isadora? I don't want you. I need you," The royal neared her, his dark jaw set tight as his sharp brown orbs bore into hers. "I need you to be mine," He husked, his voice etched with firm desperation. "I could raze this entire kingdom to the ground with the fire I feel for you. I would kill for you, die for you. I need you to realize that. I need you to put that in a goddamned glass and drink it in." ༄ 𝘼 𝙇𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜. 1789. Isadora Tremaine-the beautiful and elegant stepsister, closed off, harsh, introverted, and an error in Cinderella's fairytale-finds herself becoming a mother to a little orphaned boy at the twenty secondth year of her life. Despite the pitiful gossip circulating in their small town of Toulouse in 18th century France, her mother's eminent hatred at her decision, her sister's increasingly abject behavior and even her stepsister Cinderella's resolution to stay away, Isadora stands her ground to fight and care for her little boy. But soon she learns that all her strength and patience will be tested greatly, when the invitation to the royal ball throws her into the path of his highness the Prince's intimidating and daunting foreign cousin-the thirty year old Alexander Casimir of the kingdom of Angria. *[cinderella AU, mature read; violence, eventual smut, slowburn romance, mental health. 18+ only please.] Highest Rankings; #1 in 'fairytale' out if 18.8k stories #7 in 'princess' out of 60k stories. #1 in 'cinderella' out of 8.83k stories #1 in 'historical romance' out of 2.73k stories #1 in 'ballroom' out of 1.52k stories #1 in 'single mother' out of 878 stories #1 in 'versailles' out of 204 stories #1 in 'royalcore' out of 282 stories #1 in 'waltdisney' out of 410 stories

"Um, hi," I say, my voice quivering under their gazes. "Hello, little one," the leader -- Caspian -- says. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun, don't you?" ~~~~~ When Gwendolyn Sage waltzed into Whitmore Academy, she didn't expect her dorm to be placed next to the bad boys of the school. After escaping an abusive home, she hopes to refresh and reform her life by living at the academy and staying under the radar, but Caspian Thorn, Atlas Montgomery, and Roman Whitmore throw a wrench in her plan. ~~~~~ !!WARNING!! This is reverse harem (FMC ends up with 3 men) and a standalone. Also: this is not paranormal - the term "demons" is used in a purely figurative way. all chapters with mature content will be marked with an asterisk (*). This story will be marked as mature when I mark it as complete. 26/30 chapters done (plus epilogue)