Aerion Targaryen was never meant to choose. His marriage to the Princess of Volantis, Caelyra, was already decided - an alliance of blood and power. But Aerion never wanted her. He saw something else. Silent, invisible, Caelyra's slave was never meant to catch his attention - let alone become his choice. On the eve of a wedding meant to unite kingdoms, Aerion changes the fate of three lives. In secret, before a septon and with Daeron as witness, he marries the one who was never meant to be chosen. And in a world where dragons take what they want... No one walks away unscathed.

❝I want you on your knees. Not out of love, or respect, or even fear... but because you understand your place will always be beneath me.❞ Leander Graves could be known for being one of the most popular gamers at merely twenty years old, or for being the mysterious guy no one really befriends. But no, Leander's name is always followed by the same word. 𝙑𝙞𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙣. Sheltered. Protected. Shy. Awkward. Completely insecure. Untouched fits too. Then one day Carmen Ivory walks in, clad in money and whispers, power and control. When she's told Leander is out of anybody's reach, a true challenge even for the best conquerors, he stops looking bland and starts appearing... fascinating. Thirty thousand dollars. Until winter break. For the money. For the dare. For her pride. But what begins as a simple bet soon becomes obsession: a web of manipulation, seduction, and cruelty spun by a girl who has never loved anyone in her life. Because Carmen doesn't fall in love. Psychopaths don't. They collect playthings. And Leander is destined to be her favorite. ♰ Psychological breaking ♰ Bad girl × Good boy ♰ Double POV ♰ Reverse dark romance ♰ Elite college

My Husband Is a Psychopath: Chaos Continues - Part 2 Mature | Psychological Thriller | Dark Romance | Violence | Emotional Intensity Anya Frances Von Hemsworth Vlatislov is now officially married to the ruthless President of Russia, Nicholaus Henrik Vlatislov. Together, they share a turbulent but deeply bonded life-raising five children amid chaos, power, and dangerous love. Their relationship is not gentle, not normal, and definitely not stable-but it is real. However, peace was never meant to last. When Nicholaus's past resurfaces in the form of his former obsession, Anastasia Ivanova, everything begins to unravel. Old wounds reopen, jealousy resurfaces, and emotional warfare quietly takes root inside the Vlatislov household. At the same time, another dangerous presence emerges- Zelensky Egorova Once a cold and loyal secretary, he becomes increasingly fixated on Anya, developing an obsession that blurs the line between duty, control, and desire. His presence turns into a silent threat lurking close to the center of power. Meanwhile, Nicholaus's closest ally, Calixto Joaquin Ferrer, arrives in Russia to serve as his most trusted general, bringing his own history of violence, loyalty, and unresolved emotions. Through him, Anya forms an unexpected bond with Angela Ferrer, leading to an unlikely friendship between two women living inside chaotic, dangerous marriages bound by power and obsession. As alliances form and fracture, jealousy spreads, past lovers return, and psychological tension escalates across every relationship. Love becomes possession. Trust becomes control. And loyalty becomes survival. In a world where every character carries secrets, obsession, and violence beneath the surface- Anya must once again face the question: Can a woman survive loving a man like Nicholaus... or is she already part of his darkness? And more importantly- Will this marriage finally find peace... or is Chaos only just beginning?

"Saim, please... listen to me! Please!" she sobbed, reaching out for him. He shoved her away harshly, his touch colder than ice. "Don't you dare! Don't you dare come near me, you witch!" he roared, his voice slicing through the air like a blade. "I did it because I love you!" she cried brokenly. "I can't live without you!" His chest heaved with anger and betrayal. "Not once, Aina... not once but twice you shattered me!" he hissed, a lone tear escaping the storm in his eyes. He leaned down, their faces inches apart - her tear-soaked eyes locked with his bloodshot, furious ones. "I hate you!" he gritted out, his hands gripping her arms with a bruising force. "I HATE YOU!" he screamed, his voice ripping her heart into pieces. "But I love you!" she cried out in agony. "I LOVE YOU, SAIM!" The space between them was filled with pain - pain of a love that was never meant to be, and the ruins of a bond they once called family. ... He leaned in close, his voice a whisper laced with venom. "You want to feel what I felt? I'll give you more than that..." She didn't know what he meant - not yet. But what he did next... Left scars deeper than he intended. Aina shattered - not just in heart, but in soul. It was supposed to be her punishment. But in punishing her, Saim lost a part of himself too. What he did... had consequences. Heavy ones. Repercussions he never saw coming. Now the question remains- Will he be able to pay the price? Or did he just destroy the only thing that ever truly belonged to him? It wasn't just revenge. It was a punishment that would break her in ways no apology, no time, no love could ever mend. And Aina had no idea... That the worst was yet to come. ............

In the quiet of an isolated farmhouse, Ed was raised to obey. To watch. To never want. When he captures the woman his brothers mean to destroy, he does the one thing he was never taught how to do: he chooses her. What begins as captivity turns into something fragile and forbidden, But the world beyond the walls is still cruel and the men who took her have not forgotten. Will she find the strength to escape what she was never meant to survive... or will she choose to stay with the man who became her safest cage? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ This novel contains dark themes including kidnapping and captivity, violence, past and implied abuse, forced proximity, power imbalance and an age gap dynamic and explicit sexual content.

There's a bed in the middle of the library with a huge window overlooking a view of the entire ocean. Standing in front of the kind-sized bed, he throws me. He begins at my entrance, sucking each incurable thought out of me. There's a table near us, lying a glass of whiskey. He grabs it and pours it all over my body. I flinch at the utter coolness of the ice. He looks up at me and grabs my arms, pinning them down. "Stay still," he demands. He sucks the liquid off of my ribs, my nipples, my hips. He comes up to my face nearly touching my lips with his. "No one will ever make you feel this way." he taunts. I nearly jump up only to get a taste of myself but its no use, he only thrusts me back down, smiling down at me. He chuckles, devilishly. "Soo impatient." he starts... (Chapter 17) Anastasia Ruby Levine is an 18-year-old senior in High School, desperate for the acceptance of Columbia University, and the fervency of love; dominant love. After weeks of no father and only mother, she finds the confession of her mother's fondness rather unfair until her fondness occurs to be a man, a man with a son, guided by the Romans of looks, formed by the work of divinity. He's charming, yes, but very, very dangerous. Ana, on the other hand, is all in for danger, frightened, of course, but also wildly intimated and forced into his pleasures, the pleasures of women and men; his women and her dominant man. They fall, but they fall deeply. (Contains violence, anger, sexual content, strong language, blood, and sexual abuse.) (I do not own any of the Hemlock Grove characters, this is a fanfiction story!) (still editing some chapters)

"But there is one thing we desire more than each other," she whispered. Her lips brushed his, barely a touch, light as breath. A provocation. "Power." Eleanor Tyrell was not kind. No one ever dared to question that and one had to be a fool to see gentleness where there was none at all. She did not conceal her cruelty, nor her pride. In fact, she thought it suited her. When Prince Maekar tried to wed his son Aerion in a desperate attempt to tame him, Lord Leo Tyrell didn't hesitate to secure that match for his own daughter, hoping it would tame her just the same. It didn't. Aerion and Eleanor were like flame to flame, igniting a wildfire, leaving nothing but destruction in their way. A match made in hell. The hunger for power ignited something inside of them, consuming both until there was nothing left of them anymore. Just death. || Aerion Targaryen X OC (A little Daeron) ||

I love pink. He loves red. I crave strawberry milk. He craves... an HEIR?! I am just a normal college student. I like coding (badly), cute ribbons, and justice. My biggest problem was supposed to be passing Theology class. But I don't know how I ended up with a heavy diamond ring on my finger. One moment I was trying to hack a bad guy's phone, and the next, I was signing a contract with the Devil himself. Now, I live in his fortress. He treats me like a princess, but he looks at the world like he wants to burn it down. And the worst part? He keeps talking about his "Legacy." He wants a baby. RIGHT. NOW. Excuse me, Sir? I have midterms next week! Does the baby come before or after my exam?! Is it Stockholm Syndrome if the villain is your husband? Asking for a friend.

''From our blood the dragons may reborn!'' This story contains violence, sexual abuse, rape, underage sex, insects ext. So only read it if you're okay with all of that. (warning: english isn't my first language so if you see any mistakes or misspelling i apologize for that. But I tried my best) I really hope you will enjoy my work. <3

I say, I promise I won't do anything awful, and he says, you are something awful. Aerion Targaryen 𝐱 fem!oc (NOT A LOVE STORY)