"A mafia boss submitting to the enemy mafia boss"(BL-SexScenes⚠️) He used to make men kneel. Now he shivers when I whisper in his ear. Damian doesn't rule anymore. Not when he's under me. Not when he begs. They call him the Blood King. Cold. Brutal. Untouchable. The head of blood Marker. But in my hands, he's nothing but a dog in heat. A trembling body caged in silk and steel. Fighting to hold onto pride while I take him and fuck him-slowly, deeply, completely. I don't need knives to break him. Just a hand at his throat. A kiss that doesn't stop. A voice in the dark telling him what he is now: Mine. He hates me. He wants me. He moans when I touch him like he belongs to me. And soon, he will. No thrones. No power. Just his mouth moaning my name and his body bent for more. This war won't end with bullets. It'll end with him on his knees. (DISCONTINUED)

Nineteen-year-old Adrian Blackwood is forced to marry Vincent Calloway, a cold, dominant CEO with strict rules and harsher punishments. What starts as a forced union becomes a tangled web of pain, passion, and forbidden desire.

Mark was the definition of ordinary. He was content with his quiet life, his simple desk job, and the comfort of blending into the background of a bustling city. He never wanted to be noticed. But beauty can become a curse when it catches the eye of a predator.. One look was all it took for Daniel Rousseau to decide that Mark was meant to be his wife. His possession. In a single night, Mark's world is ruined. Dragged into a high-floor gilded cage overlooking the city, he is forced to adapt to a life filled with dark obsession, intense possessiveness, and a man who rules with absolute control. For six months, Mark fights tooth and nail, refusing to let his spirit break beneath Daniel's crushing grip. But soon, he finds another man even more broken than himself a man who has completely lost hope. Now, Mark decides to set him free from this bloody cage. How far will he go to buy his freedom? And when you pretend to give in to the madness, how do you stop yourself from actually falling into it?

Trapped in a marriage with Mercer, a ruthless mafia boss, gentle librarian John faces fear, abuse, and relentless obsession. As he runs, fights, and survives, hate and desire collide-can love bloom in the shadows of pain?

𝐻𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡. #𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐌𝐌 𝐒𝐜𝐢-𝐟𝐢 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𓆩𓆗𓆪 Omkara Rathore doesn't touch. Not his students. Not his colleagues. Not even his own reflection if it gets too close. A medical science professor with a condition he never chose──his skin rejects contact, his body recoils from scents, and his heart has learned that feeling is a wound he cannot afford. So he stays cold. Stays distant. Stays safe. Until Yaksh Shergill walks into his life. A transfer student with a golden smile and eyes that see too much. Humble. Charming. Everyone's favorite. Omkara should hate him. Instead, for the first time in his life── A scent doesn't repulse him. A touch doesn't rebuke him. It pulls. And that terrifies him more than any disease ever could. But Yaksh isn't what he seems either. Behind that warm facade lives something petty. Something possessive. Something that has decided Omkara Rathore is his to follow. To provoke. To ruin. And when a body is found── When a murder cracks open secrets buried inside Omkara's own blood── They will have to trust each other to survive. But how do you trust someone whose very smell makes you lose control? 𓆩𓆗𓆪 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟? 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛.

story where love is captured between morals and desires. 35 years of bachelorhood dew returns only to find tee his younger nephew is not a thing to control. tee seeing his uncle after 15 years , test his limits in every way possible. william is the adopted son of dew, but is shocked to find that phi est cares for him. est sees what noone notices, william being the protector, never really felt peace, so he stands beside his nong becoming his peace support. 15 years of runaway still, one incident on family, and he is back to protect. what starts with care becomes quite possesion. being the soft yet eldest decided to play a good phi , becomes obsession.

𝑻𝒆𝒆 𝑽𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒉 had, and has always been seen as a 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒑 of his family, right after he was born and especially when his parents died. As the only born male-omega, he was basically below his younger brothers who were alphas, even though he's the eldest. His family, most importantly his grandfather was about to throw him out when his parents died, but it came into a halt when 𝑫𝒆𝒘 𝑺𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒔𝒂𝒌, the son of the most powerful estate in Thailand and their family's largest investor, took a liking in Tee. Since then, Tee's life changed. That was 10 years ago, when they were still little- now Tee has to face the fate that was bound to him ever since he was 8 years old. He needed to marry his 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 whom he'd served for more than half his life-the person who saved yet ruined him more. Tee knows he can't escape yet his body refused and now he's stuck in a cycle between hiding, being found, and running. But Dew isn't going to let him go, not when he's about to get a taste of that rare-sweet pheromone of Tee all for himself.

When tradition becomes a cage, freedom begins with a fall. Teeradech "Tee" Vitheepanich is a rare Omega born into a legacy of powerful Alphas and impossible expectations. Days before an arranged marriage meant to save his family's empire, Tee is swept away by a violent storm-only to wash ashore on a hidden island ruled not by power, but by peace. There, he meets Dew, a stoic Alpha with a past just as heavy as Tee's, and a quiet fire begins to kindle between them. As politics, family legacies, and fated bonds collide, Tee must decide whether to return to the life he was born into-or claim the one he's only just begun to choose.

Taynew smuts. Pure filth. Shooooo if you're uncomfortable.

My chest exploded with excitement, his words making me clench my thighs together. Mattheo shoved his knee between my legs making me gasp, his touch finally returned to my body. "Don't do that." I squeezed my thighs around his thigh, making him groan. "Fuck Aurora." Mattheo rasped. I rolled my hips against him, a strangled moan escaping my lips. "You're pretty fucking pathetic." Mattheo spat releasing my neck, his hand moved down my chest, filling my stomach with anticipation. "You're really that needy?" Mattheo asked. His fingers brushed over my clit making me squeeze my eyes shut, holding back a moan. CONTAINS DRUGS/ SEXUAL CONTENT/VIOLENCE/TOXIC RELATIONSHIP Highest rankings #1 in Blaise zabini #4 in Mattheo Riddle #1 in Riddle #2 in kink #1 in book #9 in knifeplay #1 in hookup #2 in wizard #2 in wizarding world #1 in Ron Weasley