📖 ❝What, baby? Am I making you nervous?❞ He already knew the answer to that. ❝Just wait until I bend you over on my desk and have my way with you,❞ he growled against my neck, his warm, minty breath sending a shiver down my spine. ↴ A two-week spring break in Seoul was supposed to be an escape―a quick trip with your best friend before reality set in. You weren't supposed to catch the eye of Park Jimin. Notorious, cold, and the most powerful CEO in South Korea, he's a man who doesn't take "no" for an answer. Now, your return flight is long gone, and the man you should've stayed away from has decided that two weeks isn't nearly enough... He wants forever. ❦ 📈 HIGHEST RANKINGS: ☻ #1 in #btssmut | 04/07/2025 ☻ #1 in #twoweeks | 05/19/2025 ☻ #1 in #seoul | 01/01/2026 ☻ #1 in #pjm | 01/31/2026 ☻ #1 in #jiminxreader | 05/12/2026 ☻ #1 in #jiminfanfic | 05/13/2026 ❦ 🚨 PLEASE READ THE DISCLAIMERS/CONTENT WARNINGS/TROPES PAGE. READING THE PROLOGUE WILL ALSO HELP YOU UNDERSTAND THE BOOK BETTER. 💌 THANK YOU FOR READING! DON'T FORGET TO ADD, VOTE, COMMENT, AND SHARE! 📋 PLAGIARIZING ANY PART OF THIS BOOK OR BOOK COVER IN ANY FORM IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED. 📕 BOOK COVER BY: @havennoelle Copyright © 2023-2026 Haven Noelle

{MxMxM} [MPREG] Noah has never thought of himself as attractive, especially growing up as a fat kid and still maintaining the chubby physique as an adult. He thought he was the reason men didn't look twice his way, when really it's the two men that formed a protective shadow over him. Roman and Leo had had enough with waiting for Noah and has decided to get him to realise he's meant for them

"Will it kill you to back the fuck up?" I snapped. "Yes, princess," he whispered sweetly against my ear, voice full of that sick affection. "It would. I would drop dead right here if I couldn't be next to you." "My lucky day," I muttered sarcastically.

He was the embodiment of everything she craved, but he was also her best friend's brother making him completely off-limits. For a time she admired him from afar, convinced he would never notice her. But then one day, he did. - [copyright © 2026 ] forever and always

𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗘𝗗𝗚𝗘 ❆ "Move, Carlisle." I kept my chin lifted, refusing to look away from the center of the ice. He didn't budge. Instead, a massive, bruised hand slammed flat against the cold glass beside my head, caging me in. The freezing air of the empty 2:00 AM arena suddenly felt suffocating. "You smile at everyone else like they hung the moon, Nadia," he murmured, his voice a low, vicious scrape. "But you look at me like I'm dirt." He leaned in, his chest brushing mine, his mouth stopping a breath away from my jaw. He left a smear of blood from his split lip on my pristine collar. "Keep looking at me like that," he whispered. "See what it makes me do." ⛸️ 𝑵𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 has one rule: absolute perfection. If she loses her figure skating scholarship, she loses everything. She doesn't have time for distractions, and she certainly doesn't have time for the suspended, feral enforcer of the university's hockey team who steals her late-night ice time. 𝑽𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒆 is the university's star but brutal hockey player. Comes from old-money roots, built for violence, and entirely unhinged. He's used to people either bowing to his wealth or cowering from his temper. But Nadia? She just rolls her eyes and tells him to get out of her way. That was her first mistake. Now, Vaughn isn't just taking up her rink. He's watching her. Stalking her. Discovering the secret, raw passions she hides from the world. And he's decided that her flawless, untouchable world is exactly what he wants to shatter, and he won't stop until every broken piece belongs to him.

If someone offers to pay off your student loans in exchange for signing a non-disclosure agreement and moving into the middle of nowhere, you should probably ask more questions. I didn't. I was a broke grad student desperate for a lifeline, and the contract offered by the elusive billionaire was too good to pass up. My job was simple: live in a sprawling, heavily fortified glass mansion in the mountains, teach his eight-year-old daughter French and mathematics, and never, ever go into the West Wing of the house. I thought my new boss was just an eccentric, reclusive tech genius. He is devastatingly handsome, entirely silent, and moves through the mansion like a predatory ghost. He watches me with cold, pale eyes that make my pulse race for all the wrong reasons, but he is a devoted father, and the paychecks clear every week. I thought I was safe in his snowbound sanctuary. Until the night I accidentally wake up, walk into the wrong room, and see my quiet, eccentric boss standing over a man bleeding out on a plastic tarp, holding a suppressed pistol with the casual grace of a reaper. He isn't a tech genius. He is the head of the most ruthless Russo-American syndicate on the continent, and I have just seen exactly what he does in the dark. I know too much. I am a liability. I should be dead. But as the Don of the syndicate wipes the blood from his hands and locks the heavy steel doors of the mansion, trapping me inside with him, I realize that dying might have been the easier option. Because he doesn't want to silence me. He wants to keep me.

He came for the debt. He stayed to claim her soul. Viktor Volkov rules Moscow's underworld with an iron fist and ice in his veins. As pakhan of the most feared Bratva syndicate, he's used to people paying what they owe - in blood, money, or broken bones. When Viola Isley's brother Liam steals two million rubles and disappears like the spineless coward he is, Viktor doesn't waste time chasing a ghost. He goes straight for what's left behind: her. Viola never signed up for her brother's mistakes. She's just trying to survive - long shifts at the café, cramped apartment in a crumbling Soviet block, nights alone with nothing but her thoughts and the endless Moscow snow. She doesn't know that for weeks, a predator has been watching her every move. Tracking her phone. Hacking her laptop camera. Sitting in the shadows outside her window while she showers, while she sleeps, while she touches herself and whispers into the dark like she's begging for someone to hear. And Viktor hears everything. He knows the exact way she takes her coffee (black, two sugars). He knows the route she takes on the metro every morning at 7:15 sharp. He knows the soft little gasps she makes when she comes on Thursdays, fingers buried deep, back arched against the bathroom tiles. He's memorized it all, jerked off to it in the back of his Maybach more times than he can count, and now the obsession has burned away whatever patience he had left.....

Sofia has spent her life surviving-weathering the kind of pain that leaves invisible scars and a hollow ache behind the ribs. A childhood soaked in fear. Nights filled with silence and slammed doors. Bruises that never quite faded. With nothing but a suitcase of secrets and her little brother's hand in hers, she flees to Cambridge after receiving a letter that feels like salvation: admission to the most prestigious law school in the country. She thought this would be a new beginning. A place for her and her brother to build a new life, to heal, to breathe. Until Lucas appeared in her life. Ruthless, untouchable, and terrifyingly brilliant, Lucas Lockhart rules the university from the shadows-his power unspoken, his presence a storm no one dares to challenge. Cold ocean eyes. Sharp tongue that speaks in threats and poetry. Mind like a blade. Hands that destroy and protect with the same terrifying ease. The moment he sees Sofia, something shifts. She doesn't know it, but she's trespassed into dangerous territory. She thinks she escaped the worst. But the devil wears a tailored suit in Harvard Law School-and he's already decided. She is his.

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚. When she agrees to tutor the university's star basketball player for forty dollars an hour, she's only thinking about one thing-the money. What she doesn't expect is Kenji Nakamura: 6'5" of tattoos, silence, and ego wrapped in a designer hoodie. He's used to girls falling at his feet. She charges him a late fee. He wants her number. She Venmo requests him instead. He's never had to work for anyone's attention. She's never had time to give it. Kenji doesn't do feelings. He does highlights, endorsements, and whatever it takes to make it to the NBA. But Destiny Morrison-with her sharp tongue, her bonnets, and her complete lack of interest in his fame-is the first person who's ever looked at him and seen just... a guy. And that terrifies him. Because for the first time in his life, Kenji Nakamura is falling first. And falling 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠.

Everyone knows her. The girl whose voice fills stadiums. The supermodel who shuts down Paris Fashion Week with a single appearance. The world's sweetheart. At only twenty-two, Seraphina Belladonna is the most famous woman on the planet. Millions adore her. Celebrities call her a friend. Fashion houses fight for her attention. Paparazzi follow her every move. To the world, she has everything. But behind the flashing cameras and dazzling smiles is a lonely girl who grew up believing she was abandoned. No family. No home. No one waiting for her when the lights go out. What Seraphina doesn't know is that she was never abandoned. She is the lost princess of two of the most feared mafia dynasties in the world. The only daughter. The only sister. The child eight powerful brothers have spent twenty years searching for. When her identity is finally discovered, the life she thought she knew begins to unravel. Suddenly, dangerous men call her "Princess." A ruthless mafia king calls her "Daughter." An entire empire is willing to go to war for her. And standing in the middle of it all is Mikhail Volkov-the twenty-five-year-old leader of the Russian Bratva. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. A man feared by nations and criminals alike. A man who never believed in love. Until her. As secrets surface and enemies emerge from the shadows, Seraphina must navigate a world of power, blood, loyalty, and betrayal while discovering what family truly means. But in a world where everyone wants something from her, can she trust the one man who seems willing to burn the world just to keep her safe? Or will the truth destroy them all?