18+ 🔥 "Stop fighting," he murmurs, his lips barely grazing mine. "Be a good girl for me." All she wanted was to escape her toxic home life. Instead, she's stolen away in the night by a man as dangerous as he is devastatingly irresistible. ~ Author's Note: This version has been revised to comply with platform guidelines. Content Advisory: This story contains dark, graphic, and mature themes, including violence, psychological manipulation, and sexual content. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

"strip!", Jungkook Jeon boomed, his voice thunderous, his command absolute, "you're my wife, I love you enough to not care if you hate me" Her face flamed red, a single word from her; and now he was treating her like this? A tear slid down her cheek before she could stop it. Jungkook's eyes followed it, his own jaw twitching, "I said, strip!", he roared again, louder this time, angerier. She lowered her eyes, her trembling fingers rising to obey. Piece by piece, her clothes fell to the floor. And then he was there, pushing her onto the bed with a force that made the mattress dip, caging her in with his shadow. His thick, angry, already hard length pressed against her, and without warning, "I love you", he said, slamming into her hard, "I fucking love you", he repeated, grinding harder. Harsher. She gasped, her breath ripped from her lungs, her very core shaking with the force of him. Each thrust, each climax wringing her dry like a cloth, yet he never stopped. And, no, Jungkook Jeon would not stop. He will love her, until his blood ran dry, until he gave his last, until she couldn't take him. If she would not yield, he would not relent. Because that's who he was, 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱. And that's who she was, 𝗔𝗶𝗿 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗹 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁. ⚠️Disclaimer⚠️ 𝗕𝗘𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗘, 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗜𝗦 𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞 𝗢𝗙 𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗬 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞, 𝗧𝗪𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝟮𝟭+ 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘. #1 obsessedhusband #10 jjk

"They say no good deed goes unpunished" 〽️〽️〽️ AKARIST CREATIONS PRESENTS 〽️〽️〽️ The quiet but pathetic life of twenty-year-old Mia Jefferson changed the night she found a few months old interracial baby boy abandoned in a dumpster on her way home. She saved him and kept him in her care for almost a month until she was taken by a deadly gang who accused her of abduction. She thought it was it for her until the ruthless gang leader, Nathaniel Kincaid, known on the streets as Big Kai and the father of the baby appeared and added to her punishment. At the point when Mia is about to give up, Big Kai makes her his baby's nanny as the only way to convince him that she is not the abductor. As she picked up her care for the baby, Big Kai watched her every move consistently, placing his heart in a dark and passionate risk. 〽️〽️〽️ "Take them off," he ordered. I furrowed my brows in terror. The shudders from the hostages he has tied up to a chair in the same room as us filled my ears. He narrowed his eyes at me. "I don't...." "Take off your panties and come sit your ass on my face," he ordered. My heart pounded at his ridiculous demand. There are hostages in here, what is he... "Didn't you hear me, Mia?" "I...I can't....." He cocked his gun instantly and.... BANG! I jumped the minute he shot one of the hostages. "If I repeat myself, white girl, they die." he gestured to the hostages. I swallowed in absolute terror. "Now, your panties off and ass on my face or these motherfuckers transcends in a jiffy. Make a choice. Quickly."

She escaped one powerful man... only to be hunted by another. Wrongfully accused of kidnapping a child, Emma Carter finds herself entangled with ruthless billionaire Nathan Sterling-the boy's father. Cold. Powerful. Relentless. Now, her innocence is weaponized-and her womb is the key to his child's survival. Trapped between a dark past and a dangerous future, Emma must make an impossible choice: surrender her body... or lose everything. But can she survive the war between two powerful men who both want her-for entirely different reasons?

Edenhart Academy is the school of the rich, the powerful and the untouchable. Locked behind guarded gates and surrounded by the sea, it's a world where privilege rules and cruelty is entertainment. Ayden Vale, grandson of the academy's founder, reigns at the top. Eyes as cold as a predator. Everyone fears him. Everyone obeys him. Everyone wants him. He sees people as toys, hearts as games, and emotions as weaknesses. Until she arrives. Hera Celeste, a scholarship student from nowhere. Calm. Intelligent. Gentle. Too poor to belong in Edenhart's golden world and too brave to bow her head. Ayden decides she will break, just like everyone else. He will pull her into his world of manipulation, jealousy, and control. But the more he tries to destroy her, the more obsessed he becomes. In a school where love doesn't exist and hearts are weapons who will fall first?

"But what have I done that you are hurting me so much" yn said while crying He smirked and said "You did not do anything babygirl but your father did it for which I will take my revenge from you" "Huh" yn crying continuously "yes and stop crying or else i will do the dirty thing again which i did last night" "No no I'm not crying But don't do that thing it hurts a lot" "Really, but I felt a lot of pleasure in it, baby" smrik. "Huhhhh" sobing This is the story of an innocent girl who is unaware of this world and does not know anything about this dangerous world. And a dangerous boy whose only connection is with the dangerous world, fighting and killing people Let's see how the story of these two progresses and what situations arise mature content ahead please don't hesitate and enjoy 🔞🌚

Tessa is just trying to survive her last year of university. What happens when someone from her university starts studying her a little too closely? The warnings for this book are at the end of chapter one. Some of them are in the tags as well.

"WAIT!? YOU SOLD ME?" - "You are mine, Emily... You belong to me" he whispers in my ear and then kisses me. I feel electricity through my whole body. His hand goes from my hips to my ass and he squeezes so hard that I can't help the whimper that escapes me. "And this..." kiss! "...my future wife..." Smack! Right on my ass. "...Is only the beginning" * Mateo El Ricci Intense, Perceptive, Mysterious The most feared man in New York And my husband... My uncle sold me to their family and now I'm an wife to Mateo, the first guy who made me feels things deep inside. He hates me, it's clear. The way he looks at me with disgust makes me want to die, to run but I have nowhere to go. Until finally he lets me see the real darkness in his heart and claiming there is no place for me but he messed with the wrong woman. I love a challenge and I'm not planning to lose. The way in his heart is difficult, especially when the truth comes to light but you know what? Nothing is going to stop me from trying. Because he's worth the pain, lies and broken promises... Find out! (+18 scenes) Will edit soon when I have the time!

She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart.Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness.Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in.Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting.