Sherah is captured in Pentos, found stranded and naked ashore. Sent to King's Landing under King Daeron II's command, she is said to carry the blood of Old Valyria. Sherah becomes a whisper of hope in a time where dragons are but ash and legends. However, Prince Aerion Targaryen, dragons obsessed, bright as a flame and twice as mad, seems to distract Sherah from her purpose. fem oc x aerion targaryen

❛ 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 ❜ ▪⬞▪ "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦" ▪⬞▪ To him, she's merely a pawn and possession he acquired through marriage to ascend the brutal hierarchy of the mafioso. And to her, he embodies the fear she holds for her dear life. First, snatched away like a toy second, chained by a coerced marriage and the end? She does not know. Her life bears no worth beyond being a puppet wife to this ruthless beast. ➺ An innocent girl who knows the world only through her books ~ ➺ A sadist man who is obsessed only with his power and dominion ~ ▪⬞▪ ⚠️ Dark Romance with Toxicity and Triggering Contents. [Standalone book]

"You think I don't have control over you?" He asks darkly while looking at me like he could rip me to pieces. I stare at him with fear, "I-" "Every fucking night, you lay under me, screaming my name at the top of your lungs, making it pretty clear that I own you." He cuts me off. "All the pride and dignity leaving your body with just one touch from me," He whispers while hovering over me. "You lost your rights the moment you snuck into my fucking plane." He says harshly making me wince. "You may be my wife, but you are also my doll, I can do whatever the fuck I want with you and you can't do a damn thing about it, just sit, look pretty, and fucking obey." Each word he says is like a glass that pierces me one by one, making sure I bleed a rainfall. - She was forced against her will. There was nothing she could do to avoid the plans he had for her. It was the world she knew not of. There was nothing she could do to escape the world she was dragged into. The Society. A town located in Paris where women are to be married to men to be able to make a living for themselves. Women are trained, pure and innocent not knowing anything. They are just seen as a breading animal to make children. What will Navea do once she finds out there's a whole world out there where people are free, and in the modern time. Will she be free or trapped in his world, with dark truths, chains, casinos, and big businesses around the globe. What will happened when she can't escape him? Navea Bracketts & Angelo Giordano Will they have a happy ending? Well that is for me to know and for you to dot dot dot - started: july 12 2023 ended: tba

"Are you gonna be a good little slut for me and keep quiet?" He rasped, his warm breath tickling my ear. I nodded and he removed his hand from my mouth, reaching down to his waistband. "Good," he purred, his teeth grazing against my ear as he spoke, "because if you're not..." I heard a click and felt cold metal press against my temple. I widened my eyes at him, parting my lips to speak but he cut me off. "Shhh, it's okay," he coaxed, "be a good girl for me and I won't shoot, okay?" ~~~~~~~ Daisy Matthews has everything a girl could wish for, until her mother decides it's time she got her own job and paid her own bills. With few qualifications and very little preparation, Daisy accepts a job at a high-end strip club - owned by the infamous mafia leader, Vito Vecellio. *sexual content*

"He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him... or by anyone else. He would kill to protect her, the girl who cared about someone as worthless as him in all her perfection." ✦ ⚠️WARNING ⚠️ This story is going to have a lot of spelling and grammar mistakes so if you can't handle that than please leave because rude comments will be deleted. ‼️This book will also have mentions of suicide‼️ ❗️I don't own any rights to the pictures or quotes in my story❗️

•°•Mature contents!•°• Please Note! The book 'The Insemination' has been (REWRITTEN) A lot of changes were made including names and plotting of the story. RYA SOLACE & ACE VASILIEV ~~~~ "Please don't hurt me," she begged as tears filled her eyes. I chuckled a little, then took a seat in my chair. I folded one leg over the other and stared up at her before speaking. "I'm not going to hurt you, sweetheart," I assured her, but she looked scared to death. "Why did you kidnap me? I'm useless. There is nothing that I could possibly offer to you," she began blabbering, and I rolled my eyes. "Listen, you have something for me," I told her, and she gasped and placed her hand on her chest. "What could I possibly have for you? Please let me go," she begged. "My baby," I said, and her eyes widened in shock. "What!" She shouted as her jaw dropped. I don't know why, but I found her little reaction cute. "You are insane," she said, and I smirked. "Rya Solace, watch your mouth," I said as I took steps towards her, but she backed away. ••••••••••••••• "Always be a good girl, because good girls get rewards."

"Please dont do this, I don't want it. Please." I plead with him but it's no use. He walks over to me and slams his hand on the wall next to my head, making me jump. "Turn around." He speaks slowly in a low tone. I don't move out of fear and stare at him. "NOW!" I jump and slowly turn around. I feel him move my hair to the side and puts it on. He turns me back around, smiling. "Now, that wasn't so bad." He pauses staring at me. "Make sure you never take this off. Do you understand? Never." He says in a commanding tone, looking into my eyes. I nod silently, he stares at me and gently kisses my cheek. "I will be back for you later." He turns and leaves the room. Once I'm sure he is gone, I go to the mirror. I look at my neck and see it... A leather collar with his name inscripted on it . Damien ***** If you think this is a happy story, it's not so beware. This story includes dark love with obsession and an extreme possessive dominant male.

The moment she noticed her handler forgot to lock the door behind him, she wasted no time making a run for it. There's only one problem though. She had no clue where she was. Surrounded by endless trees she was stripped of having any sense of direction but that didn't stop her motives. The girl began her journey and ran for what felt like hours, stumbling upon a small abandoned home camouflaged deep in the woods. No second thoughts, she took shelter. Soon it's discovered that the home was indeed not abandoned but already claimed by someone. Unmoving, He studied her from the corner of the room while she stood there, oblivious to his presence... **WARNING** -ABUSE MENTIONED -SEXUAL EXPLOITATION / TRAFFICKING -SOME EXPLICIT DESCRIPTIONS MAY TRIGGER PEOPLE -18+ MATURE CHAPTERS FAR AHEAD ;))

⚠️ MATURE STORY⚠️ "Now, why is a little girl getting involved in the devil's playing field. Didn't daddy ever tell you not to play with the big boys. But now that I'm here, you have nothing to fear. Except for when you disobey me. Got it?" I whispered into her ear as I forced her down on my lap. Her small lips parted open as she let out an audible gasp as my hands ran over her slim waist. Abandoned by a selfish society, Arabella shuts the world out to focus on bettering her future only to capture the eyes of some of most dangerous men. Her paths are about to become entwined by 2 powerful men both from different walks of life, but both with a deadly obsession with the naive little girl lost in a man's world of business. And little did she know that she became theirs the moment their eyes found hers. Warning ⚠️ this story contains bad language, sexual content, violence and drug use.

Former Ballerina, Grace Marlyn lives in between two worlds- A full time waiters and an occasional hustler in upstate Manhattan. Grace have her life planned until one wedding heist that would brings both of her worlds collapsed when she trapped one of the Groom's bestman, James Bucky Barnes alone by the elevator.