Eve is one of the kingdom's chosen-an honored milkmaid who lives to serve the royal court with beauty, grace, and obedience. But everything changes the day she catches the eye of the crown prince. MATURE RATED R 18+ AUDIENCES ONLY!!! HEAVY SEXUAL CONTENT AND BREASTFEEDING THIS IS A PREVIEW OF THE FULL STORY ONLY. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE PREVIEWS PLEASE DO NOT READ.

Hello Everyone! This is my first story!! Hope you Enjoy!! ⚠️ THIS STORY CONTAINS SENSITIVE AND SEXUAL CONTENT⚠️ unedited "Be quiet princess, my men are still here across the hall getting drinks. You don't want them to hear how much of a slut you are huh?" 😩

Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his fingers landing on my bare, wet heat and just when a moan could escape my lips, his mouth forcefully met mine swallowing the scream of pain as well pleasure when two of his fingers thrust into my pussy just like I'd felt them in my dreams... *** When I was dragged across the country to Los Angeles to live with my mom's new husband and his son, the last thing I expected was for my new brother to be off-limits. Least of all, I never imagined I'd find myself tempted by the forbidden. Damien Black: sinfully attractive, irrefutably irresistible, and seemingly devoid of warmth. Emotions meant nothing to him; girls were mere toys for him to have in bed. And there came my biggest mistake-believing I could be more than just a toy for him...maybe more than just another conquest in his collection. I was his dirty little secret, one that he wouldn't let go of, accept, shatter entirely, or mend. I was his toy; Well....his favorite one.

The Capital of Freesia Kingdom is not only its heart, but the land that makes dreams come true. Propelled by her desire to become a seamstress, Claire leaves her simple village life and ventures to the city with one goal in mind--to fulfil her dream. But the Capital has more to offer; friendship, lessons, personal growth, and even love if she is willing to accept it. As one of the captains of the Order of the Griffin, Raziel has his hands full with commandeering his Lance, overseeing the castle and the Capital, as well as swatting a sinister plot to assassinate the Prince. Never did he expect to find himself enamoured by a confused, cheery maiden amidst it all.

A ruthless mafia enforcer, known for his terrifying reputation, discovers a three-year-old homeless girl in a dark alley. Drawn to her fragile yet resilient spirit, he takes her under his wing, defying the cold and violent world he belongs to. As their unlikely bond grows, the two navigate a dangerous path filled with enemies, secrets, and a shared search for hope and belonging.

MIA Shy innocent and sweet Mia Vitello has spent her life in silence a delicate soul wrapped in anxiety, hidden away from the world by the only person she trusts, her older brother, Luca. In their quiet, guarded home, Mia finds safety in routine, comfort in drawing, and love in Luca's rare but gentle smile. She knows nothing of the dark empire he serves and he intends to keep it that way until she meets the Don. DON MARCELLO Cold ruthless and calculated, Marcello Morretti rules with an iron will, a man born of war and silence. Cold to the bone until he sees her. One glance at Mia, and something dangerous awakens inside him, Desire. Possession. Fascination. and .Obsession. In a world built on secrets and violence, how long can innocence remain untouched? THIS BOOK HAS NOT BEEN EDITED,

She was broken, silent, and small. He was dangerous, powerful, and cold to everyone but her. When Alexander finds 23 year old Daisy bruised, terrified, and deaf curled up on a dark street during a mission, he doesn't know why he stops. He only knows he can't leave her behind. What begins as protection turns into something deeper as the ruthless gang leader finds himself slowly softening for the fragile girl who clings to safety like a lifeline. Daisy doesn't speak much. Her innocence and childlike ways confuse the men around her but Alexander sees what the others don't: she's been hurt in more ways than one. As he helps her adjust to her new life ordering plushies, creating a safe room, and learning her world of soft whispers and quiet tears he discovers just how much he needs her, too.

One moment, I'm tracing my bleeding hand over vivid, newly unearthed frescoes of three striking men in a Late Republican villa, their features eerily reminiscent of the fresco I've studied since I was ten: Roman Senator Marcus Valerius, whose family vanished from history in 50 BC. The next, I'm sprawled across a marble floor in ancient Rome, pinned beneath the hard, commanding body of Marcus himself-flesh and blood, pulsing with raw power. And good grief, nothing captured the fire in his piercing stare or the way his touch ignites my traitorous body. But the history books lied. Marcus isn't the last Valerius. He has three brothers, each more dangerously captivating than the last-men I now know match those cryptic frescoes. Lucius, the battle-scarred warrior, whose heated grappling in the training yard leaves me breathless. Flavius, the silver-tongued diplomat, whose calculated caresses in shadowed corridors unravel my resolve. And Rufus, the freedman with knowing eyes, whose gentle touch conceals a hunger that sets my heart racing. Trapped in ancient Rome with no way home, I'm ensnared in a web of desire and deceit. The Valerii brothers want me-each in their own intoxicating way-and resistance feels like a losing battle. Worse, there is a fifth fresco, and it hides a chilling secret that threatens to upend everything I know. Am I a stranger in Rome, or the key to the Valerii family's mysterious erasure from history? With enemies closing in and time itself against me, I must choose: fight for a way back to my world or surrender to a fate that could rewrite the past.

Camille Allen is a 19 year old girl who comes from an abusive household. She tries everything to get away from her father, and maybe she found her saviors They are the feared capos of the Italian mafia. If they set eyes on something they want they get it whatever it takes

Rosalind Hart Power has a voice. Low. Controlled. Velvet wrapped steel. And when it called my name, I answered... without hesitation. I only came to Infernum for a job. Just a few hours of bookkeeping, buried in the quiet corners of a club that pulsed with secrets. But nothing here is quiet for long. Lucian Black. Zane Romano. Xander Wolfe. Kade Riven. Men who command the room like the world owes them worship. Their gazes pinned me, branded me like a promise and a threat wrapped in silk. "You don't run from us, little Rose," Lucian whispered, brushing his thumb against my lip. "You kneel." I should've been terrified. But instead... I trembled. Not with fear. With need. Because there's something terrifyingly beautiful about surrendering to men who could destroy you. Something addictive about being seen, truly seen by eyes that strip away your defenses. They didn't ask for my heart. They claimed it. Silently. Completely. And I think... A part of me always wanted to be claimed. © 2025 by S. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without permission of the author.