[Editing] He's the grumpy CEO of the company she works for. The very boss, no one gets enough words with before he pushes them far away. And then Sierra Bloom happens. She's the complete opposite of him, and he hates it. But something about her is way too intriguing to stay away from. "One night," he tells himself. He'll have her one night, and never again. ...if only that one night didn't create life, and forever bound him to her. 𝐖 𝐚 𝐫 𝐧 𝐢 𝐧 𝐠: This story contains mature themes, including; explicit sex scenes as well as references, mention and use of drugs and alcohol, mention of physical and sexual abuse. Readers discretion is advised.

Genre: Erotic Romance/BDSM AU Tone: Darkly intimate, psychological, emotionally charged Chi doesn't believe in safety - not in the way most people do. Haunted by trauma and hollowed out by survival, she lives in silence, craving a kind of pain that feels like control. When she finds a message from two Dominants seeking one submissive to serve them both, her body responds before her mind can rationalize it. Tristian and Kai don't coddle. They don't compromise. They want everything - her obedience, her submission, her pain. They promise structure, protection, ownership - and the freedom only complete surrender can bring. What begins as a trial agreement quickly spirals into something deeper, darker, and more honest than any of them expected. For Chi, it's a chance to reclaim her body. For Tristian and Kai, it's a change to break someone beautifully. But in a world of whips, silence, scars, and trust, nothing stays on the surface for long. Somewhere between pain and care, discipline and devotion, three broken edges begin to fit. But to belong fully, Chi must be willing to lose everything - including who she used to be. TRIGGER WARNINGS: - Sexual Trauma (past, discussed and remembered) - PTSD symptoms (dissociation, flashbacks, panic) - BDSM practices including: sadomasochism, 24/7 power exchange, impact play, consensual non consent (CNC), breath play, orgasm control, humiliation, restraint -blood play (later chapters) - Explicit erotic scenes with psychological intensity - Discussions of consent, power, and emotional boundaries - Identity loss/erosion as part of consensual dynamic -Complex power imbalances (negotiated but intense) - Emotional break downs and psychological unraveling All scenes follow safe, sane, consensual (SSC) and/or risk-aware consensual kink (RACK) principles, even when characters are navigating blurred emotional spaces

Dakota: I ran the moment I turned twenty-one. Not because I was reckless. Not because I was ungrateful. Because staying would have killed me. My family called it love. I called it survival. They dressed me up, paraded me, whispered filth about me when they thought I couldn't hear. Treated me like something to be traded. Used. Owned. So I left. No plan. No protection. Just hope. The night of the ball was supposed to be a fresh start. Chandeliers like fallen stars, music floating through silk and champagne. For the first time, I felt almost free. Then I felt his eyes. He stood across the ballroom like sin given a body. Black hair, sharp jaw, broad shoulders that filled his suit perfectly. Green eyes that didn't look-they measured. They owned. When he looked at me, I should have been afraid. Instead, I felt chosen. Dangerous felt safer than going back home. ⸻ Ashton: I don't believe in coincidence. I believe in opportunity. I went to that ball to secure alliances, smile at men I despise, remind my family I am no pawn. They want obedience. Quiet. A wife who keeps me exactly where they want me. I don't do obedience. Then I saw her. Brown hair down her back, soft eyes too soft for a room like that. Five-foot-five of light in a world of wolves. She didn't belong. Which meant she belonged to me. She looked at me like I wasn't a monster. Her first mistake. I'm not a good man. Men twice her size fear me. My own family watches me like I'm a loaded weapon. But she didn't flinch. She smiled. God help her, she smiled. I need a wife. Someone untouched by my family's poison. Someone I can marry fast, claim faster, and use as a shield. She needs protection. I took her. Cold. Clean. She thinks I saved her. She doesn't know she's just stepped into a cage far worse than the one she ran from.

"Bastard." She whispered. "Your bastard." He whispered back. ~~~~~~~~★~~~~~~~~ A shy at first girl but wild once you get to know her. Her innocence is nothing but mock. Behind her curious, innocent eyes lie a woman who'll make their knees shake. In more ways than one. When she meets three of the most handsome, devilish, and sinful men to exist, she can't help but wish she could have them all. And that she does. When things hit its peak, she has all three of them wrapped around her finger. Despite them being her dominants. As the past catches up to them, secrets are revealed. Feelings are hurt. And blood is shed. An angel with her wings dipped in blood. • • • WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS VERY MATURE SCENES AND LANGUAGE. IT IS A SOMEWHAT SLOWBURN, BUT THINGS MOVE A BIT QUICKLY. IT WILL ALSO BE A LONG ONE.

She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart.Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness.Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in.Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

The Sokolov brothers are everything most girls want. Intimidating, tall, broody, they are everything to lust after. Not that they... particularly care. They own a tattoo shop, one a tattoo artist, one a piercer. Both are bikers and underlyingly involved in their father's illegal business's occasionally. Sure they have a few... bodies under themselves. And sure they are technically criminals. But that doesn't mean anything. But it does to Eleanora. But not to her best friend and step sister Lia. Lia, being Nora's wing-woman drags Nora to her tattoo appointment to meet these broody, foreign men. She was theirs. No matter what her logical side says, everything else craves their attention. And Lia is ALL for it. She is after all, her best friend, and sister.

"You were ours from the second we saw you," he stated as if I didn't have a choice in it, and the truth was, I didn't need to because he was right. I was theirs, but what they didn't know was that they were mine, too. *** One invitation to an open house. One moment. One chance. And everything changes. When Emma receives an invite to the most exclusive BDSM club in the city, she knows she needs to go. At Desire's Den, she'll experience pain and pleasure, bondage, domination, and submission - all intertwined. For the first time in her life, she dares herself to go after what she wants. She'd always been too afraid. Now she is ready. Now she just has to secure a dominant. But just as everything she ever desired is in her grasp, she finds something she never expected: three possessive masters, all ready to claim her. Callan, the owner of Desire's Den, could make even the most innocent woman hungry with lust. His voice is soft as silk, and as wicked as the dirtiest fantasy you've ever had. Mateo, the sweet-tongued professor, is every woman's dream: a gentleman in public, and filthy in private. Gideon, the trio's resident bad boy, is owner of one of the most popular nightclubs in the city. Behind his calm and stone façade is a violent storm ready to conquer the object of his obsession. And she just might be the one they've been waiting for.

When vampires Cassius, Griffin, Gabriel, Rafael, Lucien, and Xander are demanded to get a wife by the vampire king they come up with the idea to buy a human pet and marry her. Willow, a timid and shy human girl. What was supposed to be a marriage out of obligation turns into something much more meaningful Willow was taken from her home and forced to be a pet. When she gets purchased by not one, but six vampires, she expects the worst. But the 6 vampires slowly make their way into her heart. cover by: @xrdeni

Disclaimer ⚠️ Top Rate: #1 bitch #1 dominant #1 seductive "𝑀𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑛𝑒𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦" ~𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 "𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑣𝑢𝑙𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦" ~𝐍𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬? ​Aria Moretti was born to inherit a business empire. Caged by the Romano syndicate, she is treated as a mere liability, a pawn used to release his frustration for her father. Nazario Romano. Known as 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐵𝑢𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟, he is breathtakingly lethal and heavily guarded by a horrific past. He rules with isolation and absolute, untouchable fear. He controls everything. He feels nothing. 𝘖𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴. ​Because Aria refuses to sit still in the dark. She's unearthing the bloody, conspiracy that binds their families together. Worse, she is deliberately pushing Nazario's boundaries, testing his legendary restraint, and forcing the monster to look at her. ​He refuses to be touched. She refuses to be ignored. ​As venomous hatred blurs into raw, suffocating lust, they are pulled into a deadly game of obsession. Nazario promised to be her absolute ruin