She was never meant to be loved-only used, sold, and forgotten. She works in a brothel owned by the mafia, surviving one night at a time, her body a currency she never chose. Hope is a luxury she buried long ago. Then she meets him.He is the mafia's most brutal worker-trained to kill without hesitation, loyal to men who see him as nothing more than a weapon. Cold. Violent. Empty. Their eyes meet once, and something dangerous awakens in them both. What grows between them isn't soft or pure. It's toxic. Possessive. Desperate. A love born from pain and fueled by obsession. He wants to protect what he was never supposed to touch. She wants to escape a life that's slowly killing her.When betrayal strikes from within their own people, love becomes a curse. The mafia turns on them. Trust becomes fatal. And survival means choosing each other-or dying alone. One meeting was all it took. One mistake changed everything. A dark mafia romance of toxic love, broken souls, brutal loyalty, and betrayal from within. **** 𝐒𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 A brothel worker[Prostitute] owned by the mafia, surviving on silence and stolen strength. **** 𝐇𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 The Khanna empire's most ruthless enforcer, a man built for violence, not mercy. One forbidden meeting binds two broken souls. And the love that follows becomes their deadliest sin. 🖤🔥

In a universe where people are owned as pets by the rich. Smutty and poorly written

A collection of one shots surrounding consensual spanking and domestic discipline. Rankings: #1 in sir #50 in submission #5 in domestic discipline

Book 1 of FORBIDDEN series. #Aanya and Viraj. A college student who becomes pet of her professor due to circumstances. A highly mature smut novel with a loose plot which is no better than bullshits. Genre: BDSM, Erotica. Not suitable for under 18. 🔞 Trigger Warning This novel is intended for 18+ mature readers. It contains adult themes including explicit intimacy, BDSM elements, dark romance dynamics, toxic behaviour, emotional intensity, toxic relationship patterns, and morally grey ML. Reader discretion is advised. The situations and relationships shown are fictional and dramatized. Proceed at your own risk.

Ella Morris hasn't had the good life but when she gets sold to 5 hormonal, famous, boys what will she do? What happens when she goes on tour with the boys? How would she feel to be a toy, a slave, a property? Read to find out. ¥¥ So this story was on my old account but I placed it on here. I couldn't just leave it like this so I'm republishing these chapters and carrying on with the last of the book I will be editing the story as much as I can. Again I'm so sorry for deleting the story in the first place. ¥¥

18+ mature content Lottie has always dreamed of being dominated and controlled so when an opportunity arises for her to lecture and attend a BDSM academy for adults she joins. However, Lottie is assigned two dominants Grayson and Jack who strongly align with her wants and needs, supporting her in a 24/7 BDSM relationship. Strictly for 18 and over. Spanking Bondage Punishment 24/7 BDSM relationship Orgasms denial CNC Anal sex Humiliation Chastity Exhibition

It's as though I've stumbled into a strange, erotic fairytale, the world suddenly bright with magic, and I am breathless with the realization that I want it. My sorority sisters surround me, the heat of their bodies and the weight of their expectations making me tremble. The invitation is heavy in my hands, an anchor to the decision that threatens to lift me into wild, uncharted skies. They watch, waiting, their encouraging nods and knowing smiles drawing me in, binding me with the warmth of belonging. My mind spins, an intoxicating swirl of doubt and longing. Can I really do this? Their words, their promises, echo in my head. A year of training. A life of liberation. Pleasure beyond anything I've imagined. It's madness, but it's also irresistible. I close my eyes, trying to center myself, but all I see is them, vibrant and inviting. Am I brave enough? Am I ready? The questions burn, urgent and raw. A year ago, I could never have pictured this. A month ago, I didn't know this was even possible. Even a day ago, I'd have thought this was only fantasy. But now, now I'm here, and my vision's blurring at the edges with heat. When I finally speak, my voice is steady, but filled with emotion, the release of something long held back. "Yes," I say, and the sound is an explosion, a brilliant starburst in the dimly lit room. "Yes, I want this. I want everything you're offering." Mature content 18+ Readers discretion is advised. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons is purely coincidental. All the characters are over 18 years old.

This story contain mature themes [18+] People say Anantgadh is a cursed kingdom. A place where white marble palaces hide dangerous secrets... and Devraath brides lose themselves behind royal veils. Saranya entered Anantgadh as a guest. She stayed as the wife of Rajveer Singh Devraath. The future king. The most feared man in the kingdom. Cold. Possessive. Untouchable. A man who never asks twice. Inside Devraath Mahal, Saranya slowly learns the rules of being his wife. wear his sindoor, carry his name, obey his commands, and never forget who she belongs to. Because Rajveer does not love softly. He loves with ownership. And the moment he touched sindoor to her forehead... Saranya stopped belonging to herself. In Anantgadh, power wears a crown. But obsession wears the name... Rajveer Singh Devraath.

Can contain from my story, or other random ones! PLEASE NOTE: these can be dark romance , BDSM or just other smut.

Different stories within a story. About love and how a girl goes though different adventure.