"I'm going to let go and your not going to scream or try to run, you understand?" He said, his voice was deep and he sounded dangerous I knew I had to listen to him I didn't want to speak so I simply just nodded yes. "Answer in words Ellie" he commands as he slightly removed his hand from my mouth "H-how do y-you k-know my n-name?" I asked, it came out more as a whisper and I'm surprised he heard it "I know lots of things" he said...... The description is not that great but please give my story a chance Also I don't own any of the photos in this story!!! This story had some curse words but nothing too severe!

In the heart of Paris, Eloise lives a beautiful life, a life she's always dreamed of. She has a loving family, a best friend, and a degree in cyber security. Her goal is simple: to make her parents proud, to stand on her own feet, to travel the world with her best friend. But fate has other plans. A trip to Italy to celebrate her success will change everything. One encounter, one night and Eloise will cross paths with the Marchesi brothers. Her kindness, her innocence, her very heart will become the most dangerous temptation of their lives. Will her world stay the same or will it shatter completely? Eloise Marie Bennett is smart, soft-hearted, and kind. But in the shadows of Milan, her light is about to meet darkness she cannot imagine. ● ● ● Meet the architects of her new reality: the Marchesi brothers. Nathan and Aaron Marchesi are legends of fear. Mafia kings whose names alone send shivers through governments, gangs, and the underworld. Ruthless, sadistic, and merciless, they take what they want and no one dares to refuse them. Their power is absolute, their desire uncontrollable. And then comes Eloise. One girl. One spark. One forbidden obsession that awakens a darkness even they cannot resist. She is everything they should never touch and yet everything they crave. Her refusal ignites a fire they will stop at nothing to satisfy. Every rule, every limit, every line they've ever known......will be broken. They will stop at nothing to make her theirs. To cage her, to control her, to break her gentle spirit and remake it in their image. In their world, love is ownership. Care is control. And freedom is a concept they will burn to the ground to erase from her mind. Will Eloise survive the obsession of two men who fear nothing? Or will their dark, relentless desire consume her completely.....body, heart, and soul? Read Prologue for detail description.

Author's Note: While I'm leaving the original up, I'm so happy to say that Kingdom of Lust and Lies is now available on Amazon! There's so much new content, so please go check it out! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FTTHN6HW When Alayna is given an important mission, she certainly doesn't expect it to lead her into the arms - and chains - of a wizard with particular... appetites. In order to win back her freedom and the use of her magic, she'll have to fight her own dark desires, while desperately searching for a way to save the people she loves. CONTENT WARNING: This is an erotic work of fiction, intended for people 18 and over. It contains graphic sexual scenes and violence. TRIGGER WARNINGS: BDSM, non-con/dub-con and reluctance, drugging, kidnapping, multiple partners, toys, and lots of chains. Seriously, y'all, it gets dark. Turn back before it's too late.

Chanel Blanchett was a rich and snobby girl, she had it all, popular in high school with a perfect life and family, or so she thought. She was innocent behind her family's business but, was clueless as to what happens behind her mansions walls. All she wanted was ice cream from the grocery store downtown after finding out a horrible secret her father had been keeping from her. What she didn't expect was to witness a man at gun point, flaying from the scene in a panic manner. She'd been caught and kidnapped by the most feared gang leader, Giovanni De Luca. That's not the worst part . . . she'd lost all the ice cream she'd bought. • "My moms crazy enough to name me after a luxury company . . . I'm pretty sure I can handle a crazy criminal," I scoffed at him. This guys got some nerves. He grabbed me and dragged me towards his car. There was no way I would allow him to kidnap me. "Who do you think you are? You can't just kidnap me! Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?" I shouted at him. Thrashing in his strong grip, tears staring my cheeks. He was attractive, but that was the least of my worries. He made me drop my ice cream. I knew I should've just stayed at home and forgot about my annual Sunday Sundae. I was stuck in a difficult situation with a man who just killed someone, a human being. He could kill me without hesitation. I was also stuck in a trunk . . . of a Maserati car . . . with a psychotic gang leader from Italy. #1 in italy 10/28/20 #1 in loss 11/08/20 #1 in darkromance 11/22/20 #1 in sexualassault 02/13/21 #1 in mafiadon 04/10/21 #2 in money 11/08/20 #2 in teen 12/20/20 #2 in fear 04/10/21 #2 in broken 05/24/21 #3 in badboy 02/14/21 Book 1 of the Mafia Princess series. WARNING: CRINGE WRITING started 05/03/20 finished 04/08/21

Ana goes on a week long camping trip with a group of friends for their fall break. Little does she know things are about to take a turn in ways she never imagined. ... He watched her, and now he wants her. He has no plans on letting her go. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spotting a lamp, I grabbed its glass base, and slammed it against the table. It shattered the end. I raised it up towards him, the sharp ends glinting from the sunlight. He let out a breath before kicking the door shut behind him with a foot. His sharp gaze never left mine. "Stay away from me." I warned. He stalked towards me. "You will regret not heeding my warning." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ! This story is a dark romance, including themes such as murder, kidnapping, forced proximity, some non-consensual acts, etc. !

Raina never imagined her life would change with a single night-and a single glance. Dragged into his world of marble halls, cold breakfasts, and whispered threats, Raina is caged in a gilded mansion where escape is impossible and obedience is demanded. But beneath his fury, there's something else in Adrik's eyes-something that holds her still even when her body wants to run. And when he leans closer and whispers, "You're mine now, Raina. Even your tears belong to me..." - Raina knows her life will never be the same again.

The corridor was silent. Too silent. She glanced over her shoulder and ran. Her footsteps echoed against the marble floor as she gathered her dress and hurried down the dimly lit hallway. She knew he was behind her. She could feel it. "Stop." His voice stopped her for half a second. Deep. Calm. Certain. She ran faster. A faint laugh followed from somewhere behind her. "You really think you can outrun me, princess?" She didn't answer. She turned the corner, hoping to lose him, but the moment she looked ahead, her heart dropped. He was already there. Leaning against the doorway. Waiting. She stopped so abruptly that she nearly stumbled. His eyes met hers. "You're getting predictable." She backed away. "Move." He straightened. "No." "Zayan." "Duaa." For a moment, neither moved. Then she turned and ran again. This time, he followed. Not rushing. Not panicking. He didn't need to. He knew the house better than she did. And eventually, when Duaa reached the end of the corridor, there was nowhere left to go. She turned around. Zayan stood several steps away, breathing steadily. "You're the hunter," she whispered. His expression hardened. "And you're the prey?" She lifted her chin. "Only in your imagination." Something almost like amusement flickered across his face. "Good." He took one step forward. "Because I don't want someone who gives up easily." Duaa's eyes narrowed. "You're unbelievably arrogant." "And you're unbelievably stubborn." "I hate you." His expression changed, becoming quieter. "Then keep running." She stared at him. He stepped aside, leaving the corridor open. "Go." Duaa hesitated. Then she ran. And behind her, Zayan smiled faintly before following. The game wasn't over. It had barely begun. ZAYAN VS DUAA AGE GAP SHE RUNS AND HE CATCHES HER SHE IS THE PREY AND HE IS THE HUNTER.

𝖁𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊 × 𝕳𝖎𝖘 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖘𝖑𝖆𝖛𝖊 Dark romance [ON HOLD, SOON THE CHAPTERS WILL PUBLISHED] ══════◄••❀••►══════ "What did I tell you about talking to other men?" His voice was low and threatening, striking my already screaming heart. When I remained silent, his hand traced along my body, stopping at my throat and applying- just enough pressure to extract my voice. "I-I... I'm not your possession," I managed to stammer, knowing well that I had fucked up. I felt him chuckle deeply against my lips, making my body tremble. "Indeed, Dolcezza. You're not my possession... you're my blood slave. You're mine." His reminder was harsh, causing a tear to escape from my eye. "And you should have thought carefully before speaking to another man, despite my warnings," he murmured against my lips, his hands tightening around my neck. "Tell me, Dolcezza. What is your punishment for your disobedience?" he inquired, leaving my shivering body clinging to a false sense of hope beneath him. I felt the warmth of his tongue on my earlobe. "Speak before I determine your punishment." A wave of goosebumps washed over me; I felt utterly helpless and consumed by fear as my heart raced within me. I understood what he wanted-it was wiser to submit voluntarily than to face his whims- Yet, I knew it would be worse. I hesitated but the words slipped out before I could stop them. "Punish me in any way you choose, Master," I whispered, barely audible. The shame of uttering those filthy words burned my throat. In that moment, I realized I had succumbed to him, my resolve deteriorating. "You have two choices, Dolcezza: my fangs in you or....my cock?" His words slithered into my ear with a nauseating feeling creeping over my skin. "I'd prefer to give you both. I will break you until all you know is my name, Dolcezza. I'll drain your sweet blood while burying myself deep inside you. You will only remem

"You can't take all of us, sweetheart." Valen's voice is smooth, teasing, but the way his fingers brush against my hip isn't playful. It's testing. Behind me, Fennec chuckles, his breath warm as he leans in, his lips barely ghosting the shell of my ear. "She could try." His voice dips lower, dragging heat down my spine. "I'd love to watch her try." ------------------------------- Soraya Cordova was never meant to survive. Stolen as a child and discarded as a mistake, she was given a second chance when the Cordovas adopted her into a life of wealth, secrets, and silent wars. But when her parents are declared dead and the world turns against her found family, she realizes survival is no longer enough, she needs to fight. Raised as assassins, her adoptive brothers have spent years keeping her in the dark, but now? Now, she's in the center of the storm. Wanted by the government. Hunted by the man who created her. And trapped in a dangerous game of love, loyalty, and lies with the only people who have ever mattered. Because in their world, trust is a weapon. Not all love stories are gentle. Some are jagged at the edges, built on shadows and sins, tangled in pasts too dark to escape. White Lies is one of those stories. It's about the things we do to survive, the lies we tell to protect, and the love that thrives even in the darkest corners. Read at your own risk.