"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝." "𝐌𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭." **** 𝙇𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙤 𝙋𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙚, A cold-blooded, sex addict. No remorse for anything he'd done. Arrogant, rude but very intelligent, simply a total Casanova. He did it with older women, mostly prostitutes. It was a strict rule of his not to fuck anyone younger than him. But, he soon enough broke that rule once someone irresistible entered his life. He was the owner of the popular strip club named 'Green Tigers' that was filled with people who wore masks on their upper faces. He ran a huge drug business with dangerous people involved in it. It was a secret that not even his brother knew. He was a man full of evil smirks, dressed up in suits, and eyes darker and colder than a late night. 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙡, Filled with seductiveness, playfulness, and a strong sex appeal. Expelled from her previous school, she moves to Seattle, and meets people that connect her to the soulless Leonardo Pierce which instantly attracts her. He stared at her, and she stared at him. They were dying to fuck each other, but they both denied it and acted as if they hated each other. That changed when she entered a strip club, and bravely walked to the Third Floor, where the drug business was located. Pulled by the owner of the club, a mask on his face, she didn't know who he was, but he knew exactly who she was, and used the situation to his pleasure. ••••• Find out what happens in this story, by reading it... ⚠️Tw; contains smut, sexual and aggressive parts.

Saint Morseti owns his own gourmet restaurant. He is the lead/head chef. With a passion for cooking and baking, he finds peace in producing delicious food. But on his free time. And majority of his time from the past 8 months he's taken a more intense interest. Danika Reeves. He knows it all. Where she is at, what she wears every day, the scheduling of her showers and the days she washes her curly hair. He knows her hobbies, when she gets paid, when she leaves for work, every indent or scar on her body. She was his muse. Well in the beginning. But it became much worse. He is a man who suffers with anxiety disorders. Separation anxiety, selective mutism, social anxiety, and reactive attachment disorder. With a dark past, he thought seeing who she is would do no harm, it would be fun. But now he can't live without her. And she's suspicious of something, but she can't put her finger on it.

I've been locked in this mysterious mansion for ten years. Cleaning and following the rules of a Lord whose face I've never seen. Rule 1: Don't walk the halls at night Rule 2: Never leave the property Rule 3: Don't ask about the Lord of the estate Once you leave the mansion, you can't come back. My mother tells me I should be thankful because only crime and death remain outside the gates after the war. But after ten years of cleaning the same halls and reading the same books, after ten years of unanswered questions, my curiosity got the best of me. I snuck out of the mansion and went to the nearby town: a crime that could get me banished. I began asking about the mysterious Lord, and tonight, I will walk the forbidden halls and hope to catch a glimpse of him. This is a 15-chapter sample. The Complete story is on patreon.com/ancientt

🚨 Full version out on kindle unlimited & Amazon 🚨 | Prequel to 'My brothers best friend' & 'My best friends sister' | ------------------------------ Nicolina Martell moves to Jacksonville to escape her past, but she runs right into the world she tried to escape from. Mitch Warner is a mute underground fighter- he is always the smartest in the room, he's also the strongest. Mitch leads the Underground fighting tournaments and proceeds to drag Nicolina back into the dark and dangerous world with sex, drama, fights, adrenaline and friendships. {16+} {Book: 3 of 3} {All rights to me} {Mature content} {Read at own risk} {Started: 1/9-2023} {Finished: 21/10-2023} {Pure fiction romance} {Warning: Blood, violence, SA, drugs, alcohol, bad language etc.}

Rosette, who only intended to help the handsome stranger, was bewildered when he refused to part ways from her. A kind and beautiful witch. And a dashing war knight. Rosette who saved the injured knight, made a deal with him to help her with her daily burden as payment for saving him. She had intended for it to only last for a good four weeks before sending him home. But the more time they spend together, the more Reagan grew clingy and touchy of her. The knight who was feared in the battlefield, took every chance he got and took every time he has to be with her. And when the settled day came, Reagan refused to let go of Rosette. Refusing to leave her side, he made sure to make her his. _______ #1 adult-content (11/1/21) #1 cottagecore (10/19/21) #1 knight (11/13/21) #1 viscount (11/24/21) #1 nobility (12/7/31) #1 knighthood (12/9/21) #1 historical (1/8/22) #3 saviour (2/14/22) #3 fantasy-romance (2/14/22) #4 lovestory (2/10/22) #4 submissive (2/18/22) #6 historicalromance (6/13/22) #10 savior (12/5(21) #10 possessive (2/6/21) #11 witch (2/6/21) #15 love (1/10/22) #15 magic (2/2/22) #33 smutmaybe (12/13/21)

"The dom in me is begging me to claim her. Take her. Devour her. But I can't. Because I don't know her. She'll run away like everyone else..." Celestia Crowe works for a multi-billionaire at Diamond Enterprises. At night she slips on six-inch heels and sexy garters to work at The Cherry Club. Ramon Osgood owns many places. And women. He's a workaholic and sees women as chess pieces in a game called Ramon's world.

River-rose thinks what her and her high school sweetheart has is love, but when she's told she needs to marry a complete stranger all of that changes. Hayze is only 24 and owns his own thriving architectural business. After a business problem, his father puts together a deal to earn back what the law firm had lost him. He's offered the chance to marry a young, beautiful girl who he had seen once before and he already knew he would adore. He wanted to know what being loved by her would feel like, so he accepted. When he finds out that River already has a boyfriend, the guilt eats away at him. Little did he know, that by marrying her, he was saving her and in return getting a little bit of love back. Along the way River is shown what real love is and she can't help but fall in love all over again. Started: May 5th, 2018 Finished: December 8th, 2018 Fully published: May 13th, 2019

[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

After spending a night together, Alani never expected to see Valerio again. That is, until three months later when their paths meet once more. "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒆𝒕, 𝑨𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒊," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚, 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌. 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒕, 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅. 𝑰 𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓. 𝑰 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅 - 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅.