Mariposa Samara went through hell and back. A lot of damage was done and she lost a lot, but that did not stop her from building her empire. A hidden empire that consists of people she saves and keep saving using her genius mind. The Vivaldi brothers: Asher, Dominic, Ian, Cale and Cole are known for being ruthless cruel criminals, and they role both the Russian and Italian mafias. They are busy ruling the criminal world, but that changes when they cross paths with Samara. What happens when their father suggests Samara's services to them? Why does he know her? And how are her services beneficial for their mafia? The past is not far behind, and the clock is ticking for Samara. Secrets are bought to light and the brothers are on the hunt for them. Samara I live in the shadows, they protect me, so I can protect what is left to be protected. But new monsters are on the hunt and they are thriving in my shadows. The Brothers She landed in our nest, a light that brightens our darkness. But can we lighten her darkness? Our mysterious, genius, and broken girl.

Four alien soldiers. One human survivor. Nothing about this is gentle. 🔥 The world ended in fire... And I woke up surrounded by monsters who claim me as theirs. They call themselves Dravari- Towering, battle-scarred predators built for war. Lethal. Disciplined. Terrifyingly beautiful. And somehow... I've become their obsession. Thalen, their commander, watches me like I already belong to him. Lyren, the medic, touches like he's trying to memorize my soul. Ryn, the mechanic, hunts for me like I'm something worth bleeding for. And Kael, the youngest, looks at me like I hung his stars. They call me their Circle Female. Their only. Their forever. But I'm still human. Still broken. And surviving this world might mean surrendering to creatures who were never meant to love me- or finding out I was never meant for Earth at all. 💀🔥 Love in the ashes. Desire among monsters. The end of the world never felt so forbidden.

An obsessed assassin. A deranged stalker. A dominant CEO. A selective-mute Omega. Enemies, rivals, forbidden...𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. Leora never knew peace. Raised where perfection demanded silence, she watched her mother die at her father's hands and was sold like property. Trauma stole her voice; captivity stole the rest. Trapped in a gilded cage, Leora is forced to dance in a nightclub, her intoxicating Omega scent weaponised to lure in wealthy Alphas. But everything changes the moment she meets the gruff 'security guard' with fire in his eyes - and the undeniable pull of a mate bond. He's not who he claims to be though, and he might just be her only chance at freedom. Freedom, however - demands a price and now Leora is the axis of a twisted pack: • A psychopathic stalker who leaves gifts and watches her sleep. • A cold-blooded assassin desperate to learn gentleness - for her. • And their mutual enemy: a domineering Alpha CEO who vowed to live - and die - unbonded. Three broken men orbit one fragile Omega; fate doesn't care about rules. Can she and her unlikely mates survive obsession, secrets, and scars too deep to heal, or will their bond collapse under its weight? *** I pin her to the wall, teeth grazing her collarbone. "Mine," I growl, every muscle taut with claim. Kian's hands map her curves; Sin's lips whisper along her neck. She trembles, tasting herself through our hunger. "Please," she breathes - small, desperate - and the air ignites. Every touch a possession, every kiss a verdict. Three broken mates. One Omega. A night of dark, intoxicating chaos. We will not wait. We will not forgive. And she... she will be ours in every way possible. • MMFM • OMEGAVERSE • MATURE

They called her the Phantom. Swift, silent, and ruthless, she was the greatest assassin the modern world had ever known. Yet even shadows can be caught-betrayed on her final mission, she died with a blade in her heart and a smirk on her lips. But death wasn't the end. When she awoke, it wasn't in a hospital or hell, but in the soft arms of a noblewoman. The world had changed-or rather, she had. Now an infant girl born to the most powerful duke in a continent ruled by five kingdoms, she soon realized she had reincarnated into the very fantasy novel she had once read before missions. A world of swords, spells, and schemes awaited.

Nikko never asked to be an Omega. Never wanted a pack or to be soul-bound to three dangerously possessive Alphas, but the universe doesn't care what she wants. When her best friend goes missing, she is forced in a brutal Motorcycle Club world. Where she meets three fiercely protective bikers; Nash, Beau, and Maddox. Who stop at nothing to get their way. But Nikki isn't just their Omega. She's the key to a much bigger game. One that involves rival clubs, blood-soaked arenas, and a darkness that's closing in fast. Love was never supposed to look like this. But neither was war.

READ THE SEQUEL ONYX OUT NOW Nova Kane's life began in darkness, found as a baby by six vampires who raised her as their own. They taught her the ways of the world-how to survive, how to thrive-and how to let music save her. As she grew older, though, Nova rebelled against the rules, discovering a fiery passion for the rock 'n' roll life her family embraced, though they only wanted to protect her from the unsafe situations it often led to. But as the years went on, her bond with the six men who had always been there for her deepened into something more. Their possessiveness grew alongside their love, and as they helped her rise to stardom, the line between family and something else began to blur. 🏅#1 Polyamory 22/04/2025 🏅#3 Muse 24/04/2025 🏅#1 fyp 27/04/2025 🏅#1 Vampire romance 26/04/2025 🏅#1 BDSM relationship 02/05/2025

[yandere!vampires x fem!reader] ★ when the union if two schools, one embodied by humans, the other - vampires - causes four vampires to grow a deep rooted; and obsessive devotion towards one human girl.

The kingdom needs an heir. But the king is old, sick, and incapable of performing. So he came up with a plan. His guard will bed the new queen. He doesn't know that the queen's personal guard is also bedding her. As is her lady's maid. While the kingdom waits for an heir, there are plots of a coup afoot, threatening the queen and the men and woman who had claimed her heart... * Why choose/ RH historical fantasy. This book features MF, FF, MM, MFM scenes. One of the female characters only has spicy scenes with the heroine. The heroine has spicy scenes with everyone. *

"Matteo." she whispered, her eyes flitting down for a second to his lips. "My pretty little baby." He touched his thumb to her bottom lip, gently caressing them. "Pretty little vixen trying out seduction, hmm?" Oh my. He hated everyone. Every little thing he came across he hated. He was a cold person, who shut off every type of emotion one could feel. Until one small encounter at the park in the middle of the night with one heck of a strange girl. One strange girl, who managed to do something he never thought would ever happen to him. A strange girl who turned him into someone who he never thought he could be. Her name was Aurora. (Not edited) #1 in Stutter- 02/07/22-20/07/22 #1 in Cutelove- 02/09/22-04/09/22 #1 in Ruthless- 11/09/22-12/09/22 #1 in Adorable-05/10/22-14/10/22 #1 in Innocent-21/10/22-24/10/22 #1 in Shygirl- 1/12/22-6/12/22 #2 in Olderman- 29/03/22

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.