𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 ❦ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 The Velvet Room; one of New York's largest underground clubs where women are forbidden fruit. No touch, just stare has a whole different meaning. Reyna Lovelace is the brand new toy at the club. All mens attention is on her, especially the club owners; The Axton brothers. But what she doesn't know, is becoming theirs is more traumatizing than she realizes. - Preview - The soft touch of a hand grazing my arm was enough to make me jump and my heart pump a little harder. I couldn't believe I had gotten myself in this situation, sandwiched between the two men and feeling as if there was no escape. But maybe I didn't want to, maybe I didn't want to escape. I don't know, my head was spinning. Vincent clicked his tongue, tapping under my chin to turn my head up and grazing his hand along my neck. He could see I was nervous at each coming touch, they both could. Lucas set a tender kiss on my shoulder and up to my neck while his hands trailed slowly down my waist. "This-This isn't right I-I," My lips sealed at the feeling of two sets of lips on each side of my throat. Vincent was near my jaw on my left, Lucas still working his way up the crease of my throat on my right. "What's not right about it baby, hm?" Lucas whispered. I wanted to say something, object and give him a list of reasons but when I thought about it, why was it wrong? My head lolled back against Lucas' shoulder as he lifted my skirt above my hips, and hummed at the feeling of my bare skin, with no panties hugging my hips. ___________ #1 exotic #7 trauma #1 bdsmrelationship #4 billionaire #7 stripper #3 polyamory #2 stripper #1 stripper

"Please I need to leave." I said my eyes watering as I stared into his cold eyes. "You arent fucking leaving this house Lia." He said before leaving me handcuffed to the bed. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ ✦ "𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝." ✦ ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ ⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ Bodyguards Obsession 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ I slowly pushed myself upright in the bed, my breath catching as I looked at him. He stood by the window, his back to me, staring outside. "Did you think I wouldn't fucking find out?" he said, his voice low and rough, yet unnervingly calm. Fear curled through me. My hands tightened around the blanket as I fought to keep from shaking in fear. He knows... "That you're fucking pregnant." His voice rose slightly as he turned to face me, his dark eyes locking onto mine. The look in them made my stomach twist. I knew then that whatever he had planned for me, wasn't going to end well. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ Lia is a girl who tries her hardest not to fall apart when being hurt wherever she goes. A girl who once loved now was broken deep inside. She stays strong and only lives for one sole reason which is her child. ♡♡♡ Elijah is unhealthily obsessed with Lia the second he saw her and decided to make her his in the worst way possible, regardless of knowing hes the reason shes broken. Will he end up having lia by his side in the end? ♡♡♡ Killian didnt know as soon as he met the girl who his enemy wanted him to protect would be the same girl he'd be dangerously obsessed with at first sight. Protecting her became destroying anyone who hurt or touched her.

Dangerous Romance Meet Emelie who is a sweet, loving innocent 23 years old girl that only lives with her parents. She is loved by everyone because of her naive kindness that cost her and others life in the future... Alex The oldest brother, 30 years old, he is a mafia monster dressed like a goddess. Lot of tattoos and hot asf. If you see him don't try to run because he will catch you in one second. He is feared by everyone who lives in the world with his brother Elijah. Elijah He is 29 years old, he is a mafia monster dressed like a goddess beside his brother. Lot of tattoos and hot asf too. He loves playing games so he want a cat and a mouse game. He is also feared by everyone side by side. He can be sweet but don't let it trick you.

SMUT WARNING!! : This book isn't sweet romance. It's filthy, raw and unapologetically dark. Expect: *Three brothers who don't know the meaning of gentle.* *A heroine who moans even when she swears she won't.* *Fingers, tongues, and cocks where she least expects them.* ~~~♠~~~ "Spread wider, Angel," Zane growled against my ear, his fingers ruthless between my thighs. Ziven's c*ck shoved deep down my throat, hot, thick and massive. "Right there. Open up and take it like the filthy tease you've been." And behind me, Zarek drove into me deeper, pounding and claiming every inch. "Feel that? Dripping wet. Doesn't matter how hard I pound-she'll still take more. She's fucking built for it. Our cocks." I begged desperately- clenching, gushing, and trembling through every thrust and claim. I never thought I'd crave this- three brothers who claimed me, ruined me, and made me beg for more. But I do. God, I do. My name is Zayla Everly Hollis. I died the night I married Lugard Blade. He broke me and killed me. But fate brought me back. Given a second chance, I ran. Straight into the arms of the three most powerful men in Chicago. THE MADDOX BROTHERS. Ziven. Commanding, brilliant, and dangerous with a keyboard. Zarek. Cold, ruthless, and sharp as glass. Zane. Charming, wicked, and heartbreak in human form. They offered me safety. Then they became my obsession. Now they're my only protection from the monster I once called husband. But with three billionaires wanting one broken girl, hearts will shatter. And when the past comes knocking... I'll have to choose between revenge-and the triplets who made me feel alive again.

(BOOK 1 Of the QUEENS OF CHAOS SERIES) Isa Valen doesn't believe in restraint. Two weeks ago, she did champagne, a sinfully accented stranger, and a night so consuming she ran before sunrise. She doesn't remember his face. She doesn't remember his name. But her body remembers the way he made it burn. When her sister runs to New York, Isa follows without hesitation. New city. New job. New distractions. Then she meets her boss. Erik Orlov. Billionaire. Bratva Don. A devastatingly gorgeous tattooed man built from control and violence wrapped in tailored suits. The first time he looks at her, something tightens in her chest. The first time he steps close, her pulse betrays her. She doesn't recognize him. He recognizes the curve of her mouth. The sound she made when he touched her. The way she ran. The night she can't remember is the one he hasn't stopped replaying. Now she works beneath him - in his office, in his space, in his world. Every glance lasts too long. Every accidental touch feels deliberate. Every breath between them feels charged. And Erik Orlov does not chase. He claims. Enemies circle his empire. Loyalty fractures. Power shifts. But none of it unsettles him like the woman sitting across his desk, pretending she doesn't feel it too. Until two pink lines appear. Because the only thing more dangerous than their chemistry... Is the secret growing between them. And this time, he won't let her run.

Isabelle Grace, a beautiful and innocent girl stepped into one of the top university with dreams of living a better future. Alexander Luca Romano, the rebellious bad boy of the university, with a dangerous aura and charming looks, a playboy who loves to toy with girl's and then throw them away. What will happen When Alexander's dark gaze locks onto Isabelle's innocence, a dangerous desire stirs within him. He becomes consumed by the need to possess her, cage her and claim her as his own. Will Isabelle break free from the cage of Alexander's obsession and find true love, or will she be trapped in a life of suffering? Trigger warning:- 18+ content, violence, abuse, forced relationship, smut.

In the heart of Paris, Eloise lives a beautiful life, a life she's always dreamed of. She has a loving family, a best friend, and a degree in cyber security. Her goal is simple: to make her parents proud, to stand on her own feet, to travel the world with her best friend. But fate has other plans. A trip to Italy to celebrate her success will change everything. One encounter, one night and Eloise will cross paths with the Marchesi brothers. Her kindness, her innocence, her very heart will become the most dangerous temptation of their lives. Will her world stay the same or will it shatter completely? Eloise Marie Bennett is smart, soft-hearted, and kind. But in the shadows of Milan, her light is about to meet darkness she cannot imagine. ● ● ● Meet the architects of her new reality: the Marchesi brothers. Nathan and Aaron Marchesi are legends of fear. Mafia kings whose names alone send shivers through governments, gangs, and the underworld. Ruthless, sadistic, and merciless, they take what they want and no one dares to refuse them. Their power is absolute, their desire uncontrollable. And then comes Eloise. One girl. One spark. One forbidden obsession that awakens a darkness even they cannot resist. She is everything they should never touch and yet everything they crave. Her refusal ignites a fire they will stop at nothing to satisfy. Every rule, every limit, every line they've ever known......will be broken. They will stop at nothing to make her theirs. To cage her, to control her, to break her gentle spirit and remake it in their image. In their world, love is ownership. Care is control. And freedom is a concept they will burn to the ground to erase from her mind. Will Eloise survive the obsession of two men who fear nothing? Or will their dark, relentless desire consume her completely.....body, heart, and soul? Read Prologue for detail description.

He pinned me against the wall, his hand on my throat and his lips on my neck. 'Run,' he said. 'I'll just drag you back.' I should hate him. I'm terrified of him. So why does my body betray me every time he whispers my name? He warned me once: "This city protects me, not you." Now I believe him. When I went to the police to escape Aleksandr Markov's relentless obsession, my sister was framed and locked up. When I tried to run, he bought my workplace and became my boss. When I begged him to let me go, he whispered in my ear with his lips pressed to my neck: "You're mine, My little dove. Struggle all you want-I'll keep you until you stop fighting... or until you break." But the scariest part? The longer I'm trapped in his cage, the less I want to leave. A billionaire villain. A powerless heroine. A game of power, obsession, and desire where losing means surrendering everything-including your heart.

Faith Anderson. An innocent girl, who grew with the love of her Dad and her elder brother. Since, her mother died while giving birth to her, she has become the world to her dad and brother. Romano brothers. A cruel, vicious Mafia, disguised as successful businessman to the world. They are , in short the psychopaths. What happens when their gaze fell on the innocent Faith. Will they change for her or will they become her worst nightmare ever? • • • " P-please ... Please l-leave him, please... I beg y-you..." Faith cried, thrashing in Lucian's arms. " You motherfucker, don't do this to her. Leave him. " Chris yelled at the trio. His friend was at the verge of loosing his life. " Shh, baby, why are you taking his side? Huh? " He gripped her hair tightly. " Do you feel anything for him? Huh! Tell me. " Lucian seethed looking at her. " FUCKING ANSWER HIM. " Azron hollered kicking the tied person in his stomach. Panic was bubbling inside Faith and she couldn't able to say anything. " Answer me or your brother will pay the price along with him, kitten. " Zanvil said taking a sharp knife and grazing the tip at Chris's neck, so slightly, that it drew some blood out. Seeing this much of blood infront of her, Faith felt her head spinning. Her struggles becoming weak. " ANSWER ME GOD-DAMN-IT. " Lucian pulled her head up with her hair. " N-No..." She managed to let out a whimper and collapsed on Lucian. She was barely conscious. " Oh, baby, I knew it. It's okay, Lucian don't hurt her. " Zanvil left Chris and walked towards her. Lucian kissed her lips briefly while Zanvil caressed her hair. " But, this guy made us insecure. He has to pay little one. He'll be punished. " Azron scowled, taking a cleaver in his hands. " DON'T DO THIS TO HER. PLEASE. " Chris pleaded the trio for her sister and his friend. He knew his friend is going to die tonight. He also knew he couldn't do anything. But it was too late. ••• © Copyright reserved.

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?