"House of Desires" In a world without rules, Devraj, his wife Naini, adopted son Arush, and old flame Sandhya create a home where love, lust, and breastfeeding bind them in raw intimacy. Naked truths, shared bodies, and open hearts define their days. When Dev's cousin Pooja falls for Arush, she joins their no-shame sanctuary-only to unknowingly bring danger. Rayan, obsessed with Naini, uses her to snatch Naini away to his glass mansion, where obsession turns into a twisted, possessive love. As Naini faces Rayan's dark hunger, back home, a shy visitor named Raksh stirs new desire with Pooja. This is a tale of broken rules, shared cravings, and a house where love tastes like milk-and no one leaves untouched.

Socially awkward software engineer Allie isn't looking for romance when she moves to New York City to escape her insufferable ex and start over. But then she meets Dacian, her dominant, bad-boy neighbor, who makes her feel things she's never experienced before. She's helplessly drawn to him despite his dark side... or perhaps because of it. Dacian isn't looking for complication in his life. His traumatic past has left him resolved to avoid dating, but when Allie stumbles into his life and makes him feel things again, he quickly finds himself devolving into obsession with her despite his best efforts to keep her at bay. The chemistry between them is undeniable, but can Dacian overcome his past to secure a future worth living? Or will his demons destroy his one chance at happiness? ********* "You are the most arrogant, self-centered, callous asshole - " She abruptly cut off as Dacian approached until he stood directly in front of her, and then leaned both hands on the wall to either side of her head. The brick was cold against her back but she could feel Dacian's body heat radiating toward her. "Wh-what are you doing?" she stammered. "Waiting for you to keep telling me how much you dislike me," he murmured, staring at her mouth like it was a glass of water and he was parched. ********* Ranked #3 in Dominance on 01/28/2023 [[word count: 70,000 - 80,000 words]]

Before you start reading : For all those readers who finds it confusing how they can be attracted to this genre remember! - you are not "damaged". It's your biology exploring what safety could feel like if it came wrapped in power. - fear and desire use the same circuit. The same chemicals that make you run they also make you stay - your nervous system does not see morality, it sees pattern recognition - you don't fantasize about pain. You fantasize about surviving it - dark romance isn't corruption, it's catharsis Now on the book: Dan is a ruthless mafia boss. Lilly is a kind strong girl who found herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. After she witnessed too much he decides to kidnap her. What begins as a game of power and punishment quickly spirals into obsession, blurring the line between desire and control. As secrets, betrayals, and other forces close in, captor and captive must confront a chilling question: is it love or just some kind of twisted desire?

"Take her away from me and see if the world survives what comes after" -𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 Power breeds monsters. And Ivan Arcane has become one. Eighteen years old amateur spy Winter Seven should have run when she had the chance. But the deeper she strayed into Ivan Arcane's world of ruthless empires and forbidden desire, the more she realized, there is no escape from him. Not from the man who sees her as both salvation and sin. He's brilliant, merciless, and utterly obsessed. Every glance, every breath she takes feeds his hunger. He'll burn his sanity to the ground just to keep her safe... or ruin her if she tries to leave. And in Ivan Arcane's world, she's the only sin he'll never repent for. • 4-Year Age Gap • Dual POV • Morally Grey Billionaire x sunshine Spy Reviews: Book so good made me question my past life and past choices of books -thesaphireeyez I am blown away. WTF just happend? -meladeeee I think i seriously need to go for a check up. Why does my heart race so fast reading every fucking chapter? -amara_sullivan IVAN FUCKING ARCANE I love you so much baby -googleydodley So hot for what? -kookieshopes

"Every step you take away from me only drives you closer to the brink of my madness. You belong to me, Winter. Any alternative reality or illusion you hope for- I will destroy them until your very existence is entwined with mine." -𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 Eighteen-year-old Winter has always been a quiet shadow, a shy spy avoiding the perils of the spotlight. But when she's tasked with stalking five powerful Heirs, her carefully crafted invisibility shatters. Her mission is clear: erase their scandals, track their every move, and never draw attention. Yet, when she crosses paths with Ivan Arcane-the ruthless heir to one of the world's most powerful empires-everything changes. At first, Ivan saw her as dull and dependent, an insignificant watcher in the crowd. A beautiful doll to be kept locked and safe somewhere- an innocence belonging nowhere near him or his world. But when she makes one fatal mistake, he uncovers the sharp, wild mind she's concealed beneath fragile masks of pink and purples. Now, Ivan is obsessed, determined to dismantle her defenses and claim her as his own. And In a world where power rules, Winter is no longer the Hunter in the game -she's Ivan's fixation, a prey to a predator and he'll stop at nothing to change the very narrative of the fairy tale so the villain gets the girl in the end. REVIEWS This book is so consuming. My heart is unsteady since i read this chapter. I read it trice and i am stil recovering -neilavni_love I am blown away. WTF just happend? -meladeeee I think i seriously need to go for a check up. Why does my heart race so fast reading every fucking chapter? -amara_sullivan IVAN FUCKING ARCANE I love you so much baby -googleydodley So hot for what? -kookieshopes •CHECK LIST OF TRIGGER WARNINGS INSIDE• •4 YEAR AGE GAP• •DUAL POV•

This Story is about Nisha the young woman who is married to a introvert man Vedang they have been married for 11 years she was just 19 when she got married to him when he was 28 Nisha Vedang Vishwanathan she is the wife of Vedang Vishwanathan the rich business man with a lot of patience and arrogance fill in him he is man of words he never takes no as a answer if he wants it has be to his Nisha who was the mother of 3 children she is a very calm lady with maturity but she is lost in the role of mother daughter in law and wife she is woman who is craving the love of her husband she has always been a understanding wife always there to support him she knows he loves her but she wants him to express she was tired being the understanding one

SEQUEL TO "PAINT ME, PROFESSOR" | 18+ "You think I'm going to treat you differently now that you're my wife?" Chris asked, circling Ali. She wiggled her tied wrists to free herself, but she knew her efforts were futile. The blindfold wasn't helping either as anxiety and tension rose in her body. He stood behind her and gripped her tied wrists roughly, dragging them down until she fell to her knees with a loud thump. Ali gasped and tensed up as Chris caressed her naked body with his free hand. "Do you think I'll be nicer? Milder? Do you think I'll make love to you like a good husband?" Ali knew this feeling all too well, yet it never got old. Christopher Damon was the only person who had ever made her feel this way: dominated, worshipped, and free. Even now when they were older and she was no longer his student, she still felt his control, his power, his dominance. It was intoxicating and she wanted it all. "No Sir," she replied, gulping. She could feel his hot breath on her neck. "That's right," he said against her ear. He inhaled the lilac perfume in her hair, reminding himself to go slow. Chris ran his left hand up her arm as he got up from the floor. Ali felt the the cold golden ring on his finger as he did so, giving her goosebumps. What he said next, however, made a shiver run icily down her spine: "You're mine to do whatever I please." _____ This book is for mature audiences. You have been warned. 📝 Good Grammar Guaranteed Started: 19 February 2022 Finished: On-going

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

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. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 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

In the shadowed halls of Calloway Estate, a maid's tender discomfort awakens a primal need. Two brothers, bound by grief, find an unexpected sanctuary in her burgeoning milk, forging an obsessive, unbreakable trinity of hunger and devotion. ( Ignore my grammar, spelling mistakes and error).