A spicy fairytale retelling of Aurora and Prince Philip. the lost beauty meets her prince. A spicy twist on a fairytale favorite ----- She spotted him. He was so handsome. He had shaved slightly but the scruff was still there, and she could feel her cheeks growing red and her thighs clenching together. She couldn't lie in saying every single inch of her body pulled her to him. And oh how badly she wanted him to touch her. But still she held her head high and proceeded to walk past him without a word. He was growing frustrated as she walked past him without a word. He roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her into the hall, away from the crowd. His hands subconsciously trailed her body. They traced her hips and her thighs, they roamed over her butt and he squeezed it, knowing she would like that. She moaned and leaned into his arm, gripping him tightly. She couldn't help it, she hadn't seen him in what felt like so long. "Stop. You're- You're betrothed Philip. To someone else!" She said breathlessly trying to be mad at him as he trailed his fingers under her dress. "You silly girl," He smirked as he roughly grabbed her wet cunt and she gasped. "I'm betrothed to you."

Warning reading may be difficult if you haven't read the first book in the series. 🙂 P2 of bound in desire!!! How will she respond when she finds out the sanctuary is in Russia and that these men might not just be simple survivors but partially responsible for the world in its current state? The travel to their sanctuary but many challenges along the way. Including other encounters and smut or it really wouldn't be my book would it 😈 Will the sanctuary be what it once was before they left?

❗️NOT FOR KIDS OR SENSITIVE READERS❗️ 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚉𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝙰𝚛𝚒 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚕'𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚉𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 , 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎... *I UPDATE ONE CHAPTER A WEEK* ‼️WARNINGS 18+‼️ • Dark Romance • Unhealthy Obsession • Violence • Sex • Vulgar Language • Dominant Man • Submissive Woman • Pregnancy

Six years ago, Blanchard Collins packed her bags, boarded a bus to Houston, and never looked back. She left behind her abusive father, the town that never forgave her for speaking her mind, and Rueben Bailey, the boy who broke her heart the night before they were supposed to run away together. Now twenty-four, Blanchard returns home with her five-year-old daughter, Willow, and a dying mother who's asked for one final thing-her presence. But coming home means facing the ghosts she thought she'd buried, including the man she's never truly stopped loving. Rueben "Benny" Bailey did what his family expected. Stayed, took over the farm, and proposed to the girl everyone said was right for him. But when Blanchard walks back into church with a little girl who looks just like him, everything he's built starts to fall apart.

What would you do if you got an invitation in the mail for your own wedding? Not remembering anyone proposing, or you even saying yes. The worst part is there's no return address so whoever left this knows where I live. Better yet I don't recognize the groom's name. I once knew a Rocco but it's not the same last name he had in foster care. To make it more confusing it says this wedding is supposed to take place in a week. Well, screw whoever this person is because if they are for real, they're delusional. If it's a prank, then it's the worst one ever. My name is Dru Cooper, I've been a fighter my whole life, and I'm not about to lose everything I have worked for in my life just to have it torn away from me...

He's the NHL's most disciplined defenseman. But when it comes to her, he's lost all control. - Sophie is just trying to survive a Chicago winter, a heavy course load, and a part-time job at a coffee shop. She's used to being invisible, until one snowy night, a massive stranger steps out of the shadows to save her from a persistent threat. - Ronan is known as "The Anchor" on the ice-quiet, immovable, and lethal. The moment he lays eyes on the soft, guarded barista, his world stops. He doesn't just want to date her; he needs to own the air she breathes. To Sophie, Ronan is a dream come true-a charming, protective protector who makes her feel safe for the first time in years. She doesn't know that his "accidental" appearances aren't coincidences. She doesn't know that while she sleeps, he's watching her through a digital tether she didn't know she signed up for. In Ronan's world, there are no accidents, only game plans. And his plan is simple: Keep her safe. Keep her close. Keep her forever. This is a Dark Hockey Romance featuring a quietly obsessive MMC, a "Little Mouse" FMC, and a love so consuming, it blurs the line between protection and possession.

She ran from a monster... straight into the arms of a dangerous stranger. Wren Vale is twenty-one, bruised, and alone. After a lifetime of shrinking into the shadows to survive, she flees one night with nothing but what she can fit in her beat-up car. When her car dies on a rain-soaked road, she stumbles into the territory of the Shadow Legion MC - and into the path of their president. Knox "Ghost" Harlan is an ex-Navy SEAL turned biker: tall, inked, silent, and lethally protective. One look at the trembling girl with haunted eyes and fresh bruises, and something dark stirs inside the man who never lets anyone in. He should send her away. He doesn't. In the fortified heart of the Shadow Legion compound, Wren is safe from the world outside - but not from the man who has decided she belongs to him. A dark, possessive MC romance full of raw obsession, scorching tension, and a love fierce enough to heal even the deepest scars.

Octavia has only ever known pain. Locked away in her parents' basement her whole life, fed scraps, and forced to endure constant physical abuse, survival was her only goal. But when she's thrown into a secret boarding school and crosses paths with the mysterious Barlow brothers, Octavia's world begins to shift. Her curiosity might finally bring her freedom... or cost her far more than heartbreak. ⚠️ Trigger warning: This story contains themes of abuse, self-harm, and suicide. #1 in "boarding school" 20/01/2026 #1 in "slow burn" 5/02/2026 #2 in "first person" 20/01/2026 #2 in "truth or dare" 21/01/2026

One lesson I learned very early in life was to be cheerful, to be agreeable, to do as I was told and ask for nothing, and to never ever complain. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and maybe they'll love you. I grew into an adult who took care of others and never expected that those I loved would take care of me in return. I gave and never asked, never expected, never demanded. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and you'll find someone that will love you. And then one day, a Dragon walked into my workplace and turned my world upside down with a single wink. Having grown up watching his father treat his men like they were disposable, just meat bags to be fed into the grinder, Dragon was determined to be different when he became president of the Dragon's Inferno MC. He cares about his people. He takes care of them. He was upfront with me, taking care of his MC and those he considered to be his would always be his priority. And I agreed to that, I joined him in that mission, throwing myself into becoming the perfect old lady of the prez. Smile Maddie. Act happy Maddie. Take care of them and maybe they'll love you. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't complain and maybe he'll love you. I told myself I was independent. I was strong. And I didn't need my Dragon to take care of me. And I almost believed it. Almost. But now I'm watching him with her. I'm watching him comfort her. I'm watching him listen to her, support her, reassure her. I'm watching him take time from his day to check in with her. I'm watching him worry about her. I'm watching them become closer right in front of my eyes. I'm seeing every thoughtful gesture he does for her. And me? I'm not happy. I'm not smiling. I'm done being agreeable. Fuck not causing trouble. I'm about to set my Dragon's world on fire. And then I'm walking away. She can have him. For the first time in my life, I'm choosing myself.

The marriage was decided in a room that smelled of smoke, blood, and old money. She was never asked. To the world beyond the locked gates, the two brothers were monsters-names whispered in fear, kings of an underworld built on extortion, bodies, and silence. The elder brother ruled with a mind like a blade: sharp, cold, precise. He calculated lives the way others counted coins, and mercy was a language he never learned. The younger brother was worse in a different way-raised without softness, trained without restraint. A beast shaped into human form, a killing machine who understood commands better than emotions. She had never seen the outside world. Never felt sunlight without bars between her and the sky. Her life had been a narrow corridor of obedience and bruises, raised by family who taught her silence before speech and pain before hope. She learned early that surviving meant enduring, that breathing quietly was safer than breathing freely. As mentioned the credits: the pictures used in this are not mine and it's right to its respectful owners.