Sang Sorenson is your average seventeen year old girl, well as normal as any seventeen year old girl that can see and speak to the dead. After a near death experience at the hands of her stepmother when she was fourteen years old Sang gained the ability to see spirits and was shown a world she never knew existed. A year after her stepmother died Sang and her father move to Charlestown where she is determined to live as normal a life she can, but the fateful meeting of nine mysterious men turns her chances of a normal life to zero. 'Why do they keep calling me Mate?' Thrown into a world of Angels, Demons and everything Supernatural Sang will find that communicating with the dead was the least of her worries especially when another five men make their way into her life and insist that's she's their mate too. Join Sang as she juggles the dead, Angels, Demons, Fourteen men who want nothing but forever with her a nd worst of all....High School. Rankings within #10 as of 01/07/21 #1 in Reverseharem #2 in Corey #2 in Clstone #5 In All14 #9 in Nathan #10 in Whychoose #10 in Sean DISCLAIMER! I DO NOT OWN THE ACADEMY CHARACTERS THEY ARE OWNED BY C.L STONE! THIS IS A REVERSE HAREM AND THE MAIN CHARACTER WILL END UP WITH MULTIPLE MEN.

He's the Devil of Milan. She hacked her way into his empire. Now he owns her silence maybe even her soul. Sienna Gonzales never meant to trespass into a criminal's digital vault. But one wrong code and she's dragged into the bloodstained world of Enzo Alvarez the most feared mafia boss . He should have ended her. Instead, he watches her. Protects her. Obsesses over her. Now she's locked in his estate, working for the man everyone calls a monster... while he unravels every piece of her past and rebuilds her future in his image. But some devils don't want redemption. They want possession. "You don't run from me, Angel. You stay. Even if it kills us both." Dark. Addictive. Obsessive.

BOOK II of the "Kings and Queens" series. This CANNOT be read as a standalone but I can't stop you from coming here first. Just don't blame me for your confusion. Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion. * * * GABRIEL DÍAZ was presumed dead. After a disastrous explosion in his home that left next to no survivors, his rival was sure that the Díaz empire was to crash down with him. The only problem is that he has been out of the loop and stuck in a six-month coma. While he has remained the same, his entire world has drastically changed. Gabriel needs to make a plan to save his wife-the mother of his unborn child. But one night in the wrong location sends him spiralling when he finds himself standing in front of his wife...and she's nothing close to the woman he knew. VANESSA MORALES. After the loss of her husband, she swore to have her revenge on everyone who killed him. But the more she digs herself a rabbit hole of new information and unexpected twists, she realizes the organization is much darker than she thought. She is forced to make alliances with enemies and become a puppet on strings in the last resort to avenge her beloved. Except her next target turns out being a man she had worked with in the past-Vincenzo Del Rossi, the King of the Italian Mafia.

⚠️ 18+ ONLY | EXTREMELY EXPLICIT CONTENT ⚠️ Book 1- Completed - "Don't fucking close your legs." His voice was sharp, commanding, as his hands gripped my thighs and forced them apart again. "I want to see everything." The heavy weight of him pressing against my entrance. My breath hitched. He was thick, hard, the heat of him pulsing against me. He rubbed himself along my slick folds, teasing, pushing just enough to stretch me before pulling back. He groaned, his jaw clenching as he rubbed himself against me again, coating himself in my slickness. But I gasped, panic and desire crashing together. "Please, Dominic, we-we shouldn't. You're my boss." His jaw clenched, his hands tightening around my thighs. "Oh, sweetheart..." His voice dropped lower, almost taunting. "You should've thought about that before you got this fucking wet for me." I whimpered, my breath stuttering. - "He was a monster-ruthless, untouchable, feared by all. I should've stayed away. I should've never stepped into his world. But now... there's no way out." Raven was just looking for a job, a fresh start. Becoming a personal assistant seemed simple-follow orders, keep her head down, and collect a paycheck. But nothing is simple when your boss is Dominic Derveaux. Cold. Merciless. A king in the underworld. She should've run the moment she felt his gaze, the way his presence consumed the air around her. But it's too late. He's pulled her in, and the deeper she falls, the more she realizes... she might not want to escape. #1 IN ADULTFICTION #1 IN YOUNGADULT #1 IN BOSS #1 IN GANGLEADER #1 IN TRENDS #1 IN INTENCE #1 IN SEXAUL #1 IN NOTIFICATIONS #1 IN MOBBOSS #1 IN LEADER # 1 IN FORYOU

✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧ When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely overprotective and never lets me out of his sight. Now that I'm somewhat on my own everything starts to change. When I finish high school and start attending New York University my life takes a turn, for better and for worse. They're back. ☆ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☆ Years ago we found our little angel. She just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was the light in our lives, until one day we lost her again. Thirteen years later and we still mourn the loss of our sweetheart, but we found her once, we will do it again. I am the head of the Russian mafia, or a professor at NYU depending who you ask. One day I raise my head to look around at the sea of students and my eyes lock on a familiar pair of ocean blue irises. ★ 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★ I'm a heartless killer and offer no apologies for it. As the head of the Russian mafia along with being the CEO to a multibillion dollar company, my life is nothing but darkness. During the day I'm an office man, at night my knife slashes through the necks of anyone I can get my hands on. Killing is my outlet, ever since I lost her. It helps me keep my anger in check. I've never stopped looking for her. We've come close multiple times, but each time came out unsuccessful. As I put a bullet in the head of my ex-guard, Alex comes rushing into the room, and the look on his face says it all. He found her. Start: July 4th End: ///

"Ellis-" I squeak, heat radiating from my cheeks as he bends me over the back of his pristine couch. It's way too late at night, and I'm praying Beth doesn't wake up to find us here. Her best friend and her estranged father. "You wanna avoid me in my own house after weeks of begging to ride my cock and stay tied up in my bed? Fine." His lips fan slightly warm air across the back of my neck while his calloused hands firmly reclaim what I've been purposely withholding. My waist, my ass, pulling up my skirt. "Tell me how you'd like to be punished, Darling. Beg. If you're lucky, I won't ignore your request like you've ignored me." ⊹⋆₊🎀₊⋆⊹ Is your best friend asking you to move to Boston for the summer so she can reconnect with her estranged, ex-military sniper father? When you get there, is her father six-foot-five and deliciously aged? Is he all broad muscle and sweaty morning jogs? Does he make edits in the margins of your first draft manuscript... about BDSM? If you answered yes, you may be Darling Fields. ⊹⋆₊🎀₊⋆⊹ #1 in #lanadelrey 12/24/2025 #1 in #author 1/6/2025

"You belong to us." Arden's thrusts become more urgent, his hands gripping my hips while Silas' hands explore my flushed skin. "Say it again," he demands, his voice rough with need. "I belong to you!" I cry out, the pleasure building to an unbearable peak. Valencia has always lived on the edge, fleeing from one place to another. When she finally escapes her toxic ex, she finds refuge in a luxurious penthouse shared with two dangerously sexy men. Life feels blissful, until dark secrets emerge. Can Valencia trust the men who ignite a fire within her, or will she succumb to the weight of betrayal? warning: •polyamory •mature scenes (18+) •whirlwind romance

I lean in so I can whisper in his ear. His breath hitches. "However I want?" He nods enthusiastically. "However you want~ Just please ah~ fuck me!" He begs. I love hearing him beg to get fucked. I debate how I should fuck him and he whines loudly. "June~' "Be patient. I'm still thinking of what I want to do to you." I look at the needy boy in front on me. His eyes search mine desperately waiting for my command. He looks like he would take just about anything I want right now. I could tease him, give him the strap, let him fuck me... there are just so many options. A femdom romance smut novel. Smut with a plot. A submissive male story since there is not enough good ones on the app. If you read this it will cure your depression (not scientifically proven but probably true) also for the rats it contains ✨ smut✨

Never, in any dimension, would I have expected my arrogant boss to utter any words to turn me on. Much less anything that contained "little girl" in them. I hoped he hadn't seen the way my cheeks tinged pink, the way my legs grew closer together to create some friction. Surely, he would fire me, even if the words articulated were said by he himself. Having such a reaction to my boss was highly unprofessional and I needed to keep myself in check. I swallowed thickly, muttering an apology for my apparent disrespect. "Look at me when I'm talking to you." He demanded, and so I did. I wasn't sure, though, whether it was my need to not be fired or the dominant aura that seemed to flow off of him that made me abide. I need to keep my job, I repeated in my head. I need to, I need to, I need to. But he was making it very, very difficult.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a young girl is sent off to a disciplinary academy to learn structure and respect. She doesn't look like the type to cause trouble but remeber this 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐦