Damien Zara and Azriel King are an infamous couple, owners of a business worth millions, deadly to the eyes, and had a particularly strange relationship. Both of them were very... dominant, most wondering how their relationship works with two large men as themselves. They've been members to a well known BDSM club they visit often for a few years. And they see a familiar face they've studied for a while, only to know its one of their employees there. With their initial interest in her at the office, the sex club opens new thoughts and possibilities. How does this spark a third?

In a turn of events, Theodora, a second year university student, finds herself completely indebted to her lecturer, Mrs Valentine. The situation only grows worse when a set of dangerous events begin to unfold, leaving Theodora under the protection of Mr and Mrs Valentine. However, Mrs Valentine has a dark side to her that she only releases around her husband, a dark side that Theodora finds she's desperate to be a part of. ------------------------------------------------------------ So I'm really bad at descriptions. But I do encourage you to give it a read.

[COMPLETE] "But there's still so much to learn about this body of yours, dear." He licks his lips as his eyes rake over my form. "You see, I'm curious about how much your body trembles when it's teased to the point of begging for even the slightest bit of relief..." My mouth has been agape this whole time and I finally close it to gulp. My eyes are wide and my body is on fire as I feel his hand make its way back up to my now exposed torso and he teases the underlining of my bra. "... And I wonder," he continues. "How loud you can get when you're finally relieved of that pent up desire and hit with wave... after wave... after wave of pleasure." He kisses each cheek and my forehead to punctuate each point. "It's a sound I imagine is even more intoxicating than those small whimpers you make whenever I touch you here." *** Naomi Monroe is a rising young journalist in Atlanta who decided to give up on any chances of finding love at an early age and instead focused on her career. The decision paid off as she was able to hit the ground running in her career when she graduated college and quickly moved up at an online magazine covering startups, technology, and pop culture. Sebastien Laurent is a venture capitalist who has an untraditional approach to handling his wealth and a disdain for many of those who'd be considered his peers. While he's encountered a number of women in his life, the idea of romantic love seemed to be elusive... That was, until he was interviewed one day by Naomi Monroe. *** Strong language/mature themes! Must be 18+ to read. ***

She was just a girl who wanted to know about her real family. He was just a boy who stay in his bestfriend's house more than his own foster parents'. She finds out the truth about her real family, her dead parents and her older brothers who have been looking out for her for the past years. He met his family again because of her. Everything was going fine between the family and friends.. Until an enemy decided to come back to finished what their grandfather couldn't. Cover by @SophWritess1 This story isn't that great considering I wasn't serious about it in the beginning. There are lots of plot holes, grammar mistakes, things that don't make sense. I was thinking about taking it down but then I decided to just finish it quickly since there are a few readers who like this.

Four years ago Beatrix Anders ran away. The offer of a job in Canada was too good to turn down and it also helped distract from her broken heart. Cameron Harte hurt the only woman he'd loved since forever. Confessing to something he didn't do to protect her seemed like his only choice at the time. He just didn't expect her to completely disappear from his life. Finn Wilder is in love with Cameron but accepts its one sided and goes along with their 'fuck-buddy' status quo as anything is better than nothing. But now Beatrix is back and she knows what she wants and that doesn't include a relationship or becoming friends with her ex, Cam and she definitely doesn't want any emotional entanglements with his sexy roommate, Finn Wilder. But what harm could a little fun do? 👀 👉🏼Note: This book will contain MF & MMF & MM sexual scenes and mature content. Be prepared to delve into the realms of a polyamory relationship. If this makes you uncomfortable. Move along! Start posting - August 21 - Completed June 22

My uncle was not a nice man. When I was ten he started touching me. At thirteen he told me he no longer wanted me because I had started to develop. At sixteen I was ready to kill him. Today, I'm broken. Today, I only breathe to survive. My name is Sergeant Major Ryan Jenkins and today, I'm ready to tell you my story. *I had written this story back in 2017, and a major retailer pulled it from publication. So, I'm offering it to you for free.

Leo is quiet, careful, and always watching the exits. Maddie is loud, steady, and impossible to ignore. Their connection isn't instant-but it's real. And when life starts to unravel, it's Maddie who stays. Even when Leo pushes her away. Especially then. This is a story about falling in love for the first time when your heart is still learning how to beat. About finding safety in someone else's hands... and daring to believe you deserve it. Story Snippet: ---- Then her voice floated out, light and casual: "Leo?" He looked up. The door cracked open a little, steam curling out, and Maddie peeked through-cheeks flushed from the heat, water dripping from the ends of her hair and trailing down the slope of her collarbone. She wasn't holding a towel. She wasn't really holding anything. Just leaned in the doorway, chin tilted up, the corner of her lip quirked slightly. "Can you grab my towel?" she asked, almost too casually. "I left it on the bed." His heart stuttered. "Uh-yeah. Yeah, of course." He scrambled up. "And my clothes? The ones I left out." Her voice lowered just a little, almost teasing. "Also... do you have a zip-up I can borrow?" He found himself nodding before he could think, already pulling the folded towel into his hands, then her clothes-still neatly laid out like she'd planned it. He grabbed her skincare pouch from the nightstand too. Last thing she'd want was to forget that. Then he paused at his duffel, rifling through until he found one of his hoodies. The grey one. Oversized. Definitely too big on her, which suddenly made his brain short-circuit even more. He knocked lightly on the doorframe. "Got everything." "Come in a little," she murmured from behind the door, cracking it open just an inch more. "Just... don't look." ---- - Content Warnings: emotional abuse, coercion, trauma recovery, PTSD, healing after SA - 70,000-210,00 words in total - BOOK 2 IS CONFIRMED!!!!! (cover pic is from pinterest)

❝He's looking at me with wide eyes, flushed face and body completely tense, as he puts his hands in front of him and crawls to the spot I pointed at. I put my boot clad foot on his shoulder to stop his movements, then plant it back on the floor. "Kiss it."❞ 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 is the leader of the dangerous Profati mafia, 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐡 is a shy teacher who finds himself desperate to escape the claws of his deranged family. When she abducts her childhood best friend from his wedding, Nevan's foolish enough to think being her captive is her way of protecting him. But Helena has much more sadistic purposes for him. And she knows just how to make him vow himself to her unaware of what truly awaits. Enter a world of reckless vows and binding chains with this extraordinary duo in 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘝𝘰𝘸𝘴 by AddieBookss ─── ❦ ─── ♤ Dual POV ♤ Bad girl × Good boy ♤ Reverse Dark Romance ♤ Mild BDSM ─── ❦ ─── Highest ranks: #1 Good boy #1 Girlboss #1 Masochism #1 Shy boy #1 Opposites Attract #1 Bad girl Good boy #2 Childhood friends #2 Bdsm relationship

Little did I know that a knock on my front door on a Wednesday afternoon would turn my life upside down. It would change everything. Had I have known this ever-so-useful piece of information beforehand, I would never have opened the door. In actual fact, I would have made sure I was as far away from it as possible. Unfortunately I don't happen to possess mind-reading powers, so therefore, the knock on the door came. And the one person who would singlehandedly destroy my life and make me question everything I've ever known, appeared. Right in front of me. He was RIGHT there. And there was nothing I could do. _______ Mature themes & some coarse language.

As a child you always fear the monster under your bed or in your closet. Maybe you watched a scary movie or were told a horror story to make you believe something was under there. You jump onto your bed and jerk your limbs away from the edge or always shut your closet door. Then you hide under the covers in hopes that they don't get to you. As you grow older you realize the invisible monster under your bed is just that, invisible. Its not that they don't exist, it's just that you don't see them. You write off the bumps in the night as the wind or shifting floorboards but they're lies. Little white lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night. Well I'm here to tell you that whatever is causing those bumps is very real. In my case, the source doesn't hide in my closet but rather under my bed. And he's determined to drag me right there with him. Can you be friends with the monster under your bed? ** "Ask me Aria," he rasped. His voice dripped with temptation that would make the devil jealous. His lips were brushing against mine as we leaned into each other. I felt like I was drowning in his presence. The hand that was on my breast had moved to my waist, keeping me close even as I tipped towards him. His hand was still on my sex, leisurely teasing the area. "Please," I whispered. Something mixed between a growl and a purr escaped him. It vibrated deeply from his chest. I thought he would kiss me but he didn't. His lips hovered over mine before they softly traced my cheek. I gasped when his hands moved to under my arms, moving me until I straddled his thigh.