⚠️ 18+ ONLY | EXTREMELY EXPLICIT CONTENT ⚠️ Book 1- Completed - "Don't fucking close your legs." His voice was sharp, commanding, as his hands gripped my thighs and forced them apart again. "I want to see everything." The heavy weight of him pressing against my entrance. My breath hitched. He was thick, hard, the heat of him pulsing against me. He rubbed himself along my slick folds, teasing, pushing just enough to stretch me before pulling back. He groaned, his jaw clenching as he rubbed himself against me again, coating himself in my slickness. But I gasped, panic and desire crashing together. "Please, Dominic, we-we shouldn't. You're my boss." His jaw clenched, his hands tightening around my thighs. "Oh, sweetheart..." His voice dropped lower, almost taunting. "You should've thought about that before you got this fucking wet for me." I whimpered, my breath stuttering. - "He was a monster-ruthless, untouchable, feared by all. I should've stayed away. I should've never stepped into his world. But now... there's no way out." Raven was just looking for a job, a fresh start. Becoming a personal assistant seemed simple-follow orders, keep her head down, and collect a paycheck. But nothing is simple when your boss is Dominic Derveaux. Cold. Merciless. A king in the underworld. She should've run the moment she felt his gaze, the way his presence consumed the air around her. But it's too late. He's pulled her in, and the deeper she falls, the more she realizes... she might not want to escape. #1 IN ADULTFICTION #1 IN YOUNGADULT #1 IN BOSS #1 IN GANGLEADER #1 IN TRENDS #1 IN INTENCE #1 IN SEXAUL #1 IN NOTIFICATIONS #1 IN MOBBOSS #1 IN LEADER # 1 IN FORYOU

On the night she was meant to be cherished, she was destroyed. Betrayed by her fated mate, the heir to her pack is left broken-stabbed, rejected, and sentenced to burn by the very man destiny had chosen for her. Her wolf silenced, her soul shattered, she's cast into a merciless world, stripped of power and identity. But fate isn't finished with her yet. Dragged from death's grip, she awakens in chains-no longer a bride, but a slave in the cold, brutal court of the Lycan King. A man feared by all. Ruthless. Untamed. Teetering on the edge of madness. He doesn't ask-he claims. And he swears she belongs to him. To his beast. Now bound to a king whose darkness rivals the pain she carries, she must navigate a world of dominance and power, where every touch burns, every glance pierces, and every secret has claws But beneath the violence and shadows, a far more dangerous truth begins to awaken-one that neither of them can escape. In the end, the most savage love is born in the heart of a storm.

"At least I am a whore to a respectable man and not a monster like you!" "Monster? Is that what you still think me to be?" There was a smirk on his lips as he brought his face closer, brushing his nose against mine, "Well let me show you how a monster behaves!" The moment his words came out, his hands were on my waist, gripping me and throwing me over his shoulders. I yelled, kicking and throwing my hands but he paid no heed and threw me on the bed. I immediately got on all fours trying to crawl away but he grabbed my ankle forcing me down. "Let me go!" I screamed at him. He didn't comply, instead, I felt him atop my back, our limbs aligning perfectly as he placed a hand on my neck, gripping it softly but still forcing my head to the bed. **** When Princess Fiona is dragged to the kingdom of the fearsome Dragon King, she expects death.
Instead, she speaks a word that shocks even her, mate. But King Octavius wants nothing to do with her.
Not the daughter of a man he believes betrayed his kingdom.
Not a woman who arrives at his doorstep with another man's child.
Not the wolf-blooded girl who dares claim they're fated. He strips her of her crown, brands her a slave, and swears to break her.
Yet, the bond she claimed starts to burn in him too. And the more he pushes her away, the more drawn he becomes to her secrets, her scars, and the forbidden mark she hides. Fiona must protect her child, hide the truth of her power, and survive the ruthless politics of Velmora's court.
But when passion clashes with vengeance, and a forgotten curse awakens, desire might not be enough to save them. In a world of dragons, betrayal, and hidden bloodlines, can a broken king and a fallen princess survive what's coming? #1 in Captive. 22/10/25 #1 in painful 24/09/25 #4 in dragonking 5/09/25 #1 in Evil. 12/11/25 #1 in Mate 6/12/25

Born to the neglected Bronze Bitch of Runestone, Rhaella Targaryen Royce is the best-kept secret in the Vale until discovered and brought to King's Landing. Intended as a pawn meant to keep the unpredictable Rogue Prince in line, those who play the game of thrones soon learn that Rhaella is playing a game of her own. The One-Eyed Prince's feats have been overlooked by a mother distracted with her eldest son's behavior and a looming succession crisis. As the second son, it's his duty to marry for his house and gain the loyalty of those needed to ensure his eldest half-sister never sits on the Iron Throne. Disgruntled and demonized by the dance his family begins, Aemond is willing to do anything to further his family's power and protect those he cares for. Rhaella and Aemond each endeavor to make it through the war alive and see those they've declared for on the Iron Throne. Their path forward leads to a collision of fiery passion and bloody betrayal. *This story is cross-posted on Ao3

As an angel trained to fight the forces of demons, Chiara knew to not let them take her alive, but she never expected to survive her first battle. Trapped in the depths of hell and tortured, only one thing is keeping her alive - the demon kept prisoner with her in the cold, dark cell. As the deadliest demon alive, Logan knew better than to piss off his commander by stealing whiskey and bedding his concubines. But the ladies were lonely and the whiskey was too tempting. He's paid dearly for his transgressions, though, spending months in a cell being tortured, only to regenerate at night for fresh torture the next day. Time blurs and he grows restless to be freed so he can rejoin the battles against angels, until a new captive is brought to his cell. The second he sees Chiara - her beauty and fierce strength, the blinding white of her wings - he is lost and she is the path forward. He would destroy every demon in hell to free her, but to possess her, he will have to destroy himself.

Long thought dead, Seren finds herself free and thrust back into a world she no longer recognizes. Her hopes for peace and happy reunions are overshadowed by years of torment and rearing new threats. Once a beloved sister and emerging contender for the throne, she must write a new ending for herself as conflict brews in Prythian once more. Loneliness follows Azriel closer than any shadows. His brothers are mated and moving forward with their lives, but he remains at a standstill. His past is full of loss and the present remains forbidden, but a future he'd never dare hope for suddenly becomes a possibility. *Takes place after ACOSF Cross-posted on Wattpad & AO3

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐚𝐦. . . . There are things you're taught not to do. Rules you're told to follow. People you're meant to forget. Flora never planned to end up here, but after one too many mistakes, her life dives for rock bottom. Now, she's trapped in a world she doesn't understand, haunted by a past she can't outrun. And at the center of it all stands the boy she'd sworn to forget. What once was fate, fractures into an illusion and twist into something dangerously evil. They were kids together. Friends together. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵. She's new. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵. She's fresh meat. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. What happens when they reunite? Secrets unfold. Chaos runs free. And the line between love and ruin sharpens into a thin blade, as history proves to repeat itself in its cruelest form. A girl. A boy. And a mad house that feeds on sin. There's no place to hide here. You can run, but you'll never get away. "𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘉𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘢𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺." 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲

Mercy Leigh Hollis knows how to be good. She's been good her whole life- Soft-spoken. Skirt-wearing. Heaven-fearing. Taught to keep her legs closed and her prayers louder than her thoughts. But one wrong moment puts a man with blood on his hands in her life-and suddenly, "good" doesn't feel like enough. He's older. Meaner. Doesn't flinch at sin. And he sees right through her lace and Sunday dresses. She wasn't supposed to want him. She wasn't supposed to like the way his voice sounded when it said her name. She wasn't supposed to open the door when the devil knocked- But here she is. Askin' to be taught. And he's more than willin' to ruin her the slow way. This isn't a redemption arc. It's a fall from grace with eye contact

Can you damage someone beyond repair? Luca plays his role as the loyal underboss. Violent, lethal, flawless. The lapdog, the starboy. On the surface, he maintains his facade of smirks and casual charm, but beneath the mask, thereʼs a profound darkness, a relentless memory of the girl who shattered his heart years ago. Soft, innocent, naive---sheʼs the last thing he needs... yet the only thing heʼs ever wanted. When trouble drags Wren back to New Yorkʼs underworld, she has no choice but to face the past she never outran. She never stopped yearning for the boy who lit up her world seven years ago, the only person who ever made her feel truly alive. Fate throws them back into the same orbit, but can they survive the wreck of their past?