Edenhart Academy is the school of the rich, the powerful and the untouchable. Locked behind guarded gates and surrounded by the sea, it's a world where privilege rules and cruelty is entertainment. Ayden Vale, grandson of the academy's founder, reigns at the top. Eyes as cold as a predator. Everyone fears him. Everyone obeys him. Everyone wants him. He sees people as toys, hearts as games, and emotions as weaknesses. Until she arrives. Hera Celeste, a scholarship student from nowhere. Calm. Intelligent. Gentle. Too poor to belong in Edenhart's golden world and too brave to bow her head. Ayden decides she will break, just like everyone else. He will pull her into his world of manipulation, jealousy, and control. But the more he tries to destroy her, the more obsessed he becomes. In a school where love doesn't exist and hearts are weapons who will fall first?

A simple girl who works for her boss as a personal assistant. Right, expect he is dangerous. She just doesn't know it. He's a mafia boss. He saves her and asks her a question that will changer her life forever. Not edited! However, her biggest danger is her own physically abusive father reverse harem!!BDSM relationship!! If you are uncomfortable with stuff like that it's not the book for you! Multiple POVs: Updated weekly Tuesday sometimes I'll update more often if i can. Smut will contain 🔥🌶️ in the title if you don't want to read it. "If I show anything, you cannot call the cops. He will kill me." I say, my voice trembling. "Deal," Mr. Greyson says immediately. I sigh, slipping off my coat. My short-sleeve blouse underneath. My grab marks and cigarette burns danced across my skin. I softly place the coat in Dexters stretched-out hand. Various stages of bruising on my arms are now visible. I couldn't help but notice the tension increase in the air. Nobody says anything. Mr. Greyson runs his hands through his hair and over his face. A heavy sigh leaves his lips. "Sit on my desk." He says this as he continues to sit in his chair. Shame and embarrassment fuel my body as I sit down on his deck in front of him. He looks at my arm, wrapped tightly. Before unwrapping delicately as if foreign to his nature. "Jesus Christ," he mumbles under his breath as more and more of my arm is unwrapped. He places the wrap on the desk, looking at it intently. He looks at Dexter. "Go get Jermery." He says to Dexter "Yes, boss," he says. Book one of series

PAIN AND PLEASURE: The BDSM SERIES Book 1 Will No one knows that the professor who commands the entire class is the same woman I control completely. The same classroom where she teaches, becomes the place where I punish her after everyone's gone. Iva I've always known about my dark desires, to be controlled, to be punished, but I never imagined one of my own students would be the one to fulfill them. As he tests my limits and takes control, we both find ourselves falling deeper... every single day. *** "Professor, you know I don't repeat myself. Open your legs now, or I'll put you over my lap and spank you. Is that what you want, your students discovering that their strict professor is a submissive?" Fuck! Why do his warnings always turn me on instead of pissing me off? This time, I splay my legs, trying not to provoke him further. I quickly glance around. Thankfully, everyone is too busy working on their test to notice anything. My breath catches as his hand slips between my thighs, under the desk.

"I will chain you up and keep you in my bedroom forever. The only one who you will ever love is me. You are mine Ella and nobody, not even God can change that." Ella wanted a simple life. Nothing too lavish or extraordinary. She wanted independence, to fly free like a bird and travel the world, to see things beyond what they seemed to be, but one fateful meeting changes it all. And now, all she wants to do is escape, but he won't let her go, no matter what it be. Will she escape this madness to find her true self in the process? Or will the darkness bring her down to hell? [Caution : Dark Romance] [The novel may contain scenes of abuse, emotional and physical, forced actions and dark sentiments. Please proceed with caution.]

When the favorite grandson is in danger, his cousins who despise him are tasked with protecting him. Will they uncover the truth about their cousin's illness? And what about the grandfather and his secrets?

SMUT WARNING!! : This book isn't sweet romance. It's filthy, raw and unapologetically dark. Expect: *Three brothers who don't know the meaning of gentle.* *A heroine who moans even when she swears she won't.* *Fingers, tongues, and cocks where she least expects them.* ~~~♠~~~ "Spread wider, Angel," Zane growled against my ear, his fingers ruthless between my thighs. Ziven's c*ck shoved deep down my throat, hot, thick and massive. "Right there. Open up and take it like the filthy tease you've been." And behind me, Zarek drove into me deeper, pounding and claiming every inch. "Feel that? Dripping wet. Doesn't matter how hard I pound-she'll still take more. She's fucking built for it. Our cocks." I begged desperately- clenching, gushing, and trembling through every thrust and claim. I never thought I'd crave this- three brothers who claimed me, ruined me, and made me beg for more. But I do. God, I do. My name is Zayla Everly Hollis. I died the night I married Lugard Blade. He broke me and killed me. But fate brought me back. Given a second chance, I ran. Straight into the arms of the three most powerful men in Chicago. THE MADDOX BROTHERS. Ziven. Commanding, brilliant, and dangerous with a keyboard. Zarek. Cold, ruthless, and sharp as glass. Zane. Charming, wicked, and heartbreak in human form. They offered me safety. Then they became my obsession. Now they're my only protection from the monster I once called husband. But with three billionaires wanting one broken girl, hearts will shatter. And when the past comes knocking... I'll have to choose between revenge-and the triplets who made me feel alive again.

I heard a slow footstep , soon I saw a pair of shoes Infront of me looking up I meet the devil's face, his face held no emotions and i gulped internally staring at his blank face, he walked closer to me and within a second he punched my face . I didn't even see how he moved,my face got bruised and I stared him as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Next time you utter my name you will find yourself in a hospital" he muttered coldly before walking away . I fell to the floor as I felt all my body sore all over . I don't know why Ryan hates me so much, I mean I didn't even think I did anything to him at all, he always makes me feel little. All I wanted was a peaceful life but I couldn't get it . ♥️♥️ Marven was always bullied by Ryan and his friends,she was a normal teenager who just wanted a normal and peaceful life. What will happen when Ryan become her nextdoor neighbor ?? What is the main reason behind the bully ?? What are the other secret that Marven is clueless about ??

"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲." "He was danger in disguise. She was the spark he never saw coming. When shy, artistic transfer student Aera Valencia steps into Crestwood High, the last thing she expects is to catch the attention of the school's cruelest heartbreaker-Damian Ashbourne. He's rich, reckless, and rules the hallways with a smirk that hides scars no one dares to touch. From day one, she becomes his new favorite game taunted, cornered, and claimed in ways that blur the line between hate and obsession. But as secrets unravel and masks start to slip, Aera realizes there's more to Damian than just venom in his words and fire in his eyes. He wants her. He'll break the world to keep her. And he might just destroy her before she even understands what it means to be his. In a school full of lies, power, and darkness... love might be the most dangerous game of all." "What happens when the one person you should hate... is the only one who sees you? Can love bloom in the shadows of obsession and pain? And when secrets explode and loyalty is tested... will they survive each other, or burn trying?"

She walked in like a whisper-small, soft, unaware. Too naive to sense the predator watching her from the shadows. Too fragile to survive what he had planned. Ayesha Singh thought college would be her fresh start. A chance to build a future, to make her parents proud. She didn't know that from the moment her eyes met his, her future was no longer hers. Vivaan Malhotra didn't believe in fate. He believed in control. In power. In watching the light drain slowly from something pure. And she was so pure. He didn't want her love. He wanted to ruin her. To bend her until she broke. And when she did-he'd make sure he was the only one left to pick up the shattered pieces. Because once Vivaan chose a target... He never missed. And now-she was his.