he slowly licked my jaw and sucked my skin hungrily , while his both hands spread my legs further ; " look at yourself Eda " he murmured and i looked forward , seeing myself on the mirror on full display " see how good i make you feel " he added Eda's life as a college student and part-time waitress was ordinary until the night she witnessed a brutal murder. Now, she's trapped in a dangerous game of cat and mouse with the city's most feared mafia don Chase is ruthless, powerful, and willing to do whatever it takes to keep his empire intact. When Eda becomes an unintentional witness to one of his crimes, he has no choice but to kidnap her to protect his secrets

*UNEDITED* The everyday life of Olivia Brooks, a 25-year-old waitress from Calgary, is influenced by ten-hour shifts, cozy evenings in her old, little apartment, and meeting her girls every so often. She herself would call it a quiet and rather boring life. One night, Olivia witnesses a shooting in front of her window and has to overcome herself to go to a young man's rescue who is left behind on the concrete, badly wounded. Little does she know what to expect as she looks into the shot man's piercing eyes for the first time. Will Olivia let the undeniable attraction between her and the mysterious stranger take control over her life? This book contains scenes with violence, strong language and very detailed sexual content. Please read on your own awareness. Also, English isn't my first language, so feel free to correct me, but please keep it friendly :) Finished on the 30th of April 2021 wordcount ≈ 130.000

His hands are soft against my skin. "I love you" he says. I hold back my tears and my heart aches. No matter how much people say it, it will always feel like a lie. You can't kidnap someone you love, that's not how it works. "No you don't, you can't possibly love a broken girl like me" I shot back. A girl who gets taken away for a better life. A guy who wants to give her a new life.

'Please don't do this to me.. I'm not your mate, your going to mark me ..please..' I began begging him, trying to appeal to his good side. Crying harder. Ignoring me. He carried on kissing down my neck where the cut was. The sparks followed his lips. He licked the spot, healing it. He carried on kissing until he reached the spot where my mark was meant to be. 'I'm your mate .. don't forget.. whenever you look in the mirror.. you will see my mark and remember who you belong to' he whispered against my neck. I struggled more and began begging him. 'Carter Please' I screamed. Ranks: -Wanted 2 - thank you Unedited. Pretty please don't nick my story or anything like that. UNDER MAJOR REORDERING AND ADDING. Disclaimer I don't own any images in this book. Updates are every two day -Hopefully 😐

"𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚..." | | MATURE CONTENT 18+ | | ''You want to test mе Grace?'' he mumbled, moving dangerously close to me. I can smell his cologne on my skin, making me hold my breath as I stare at his cold green eyes, crashing my soul in two. ''Try me and I'll gladly fuck you in front of your precious brother, right here, right now and I'll enjoy every fucking second of it'' "It's up to you Grace'' he drawled with an amused tone ''Are you sure you want to play this game with me?'' • • • Started: 22 July 2021 Finished: 5 October 2022

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 ❦ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 The Velvet Room; one of New York's largest underground clubs where women are forbidden fruit. No touch, just stare has a whole different meaning. Reyna Lovelace is the brand new toy at the club. All mens attention is on her, especially the club owners; The Axton brothers. But what she doesn't know, is becoming theirs is more traumatizing than she realizes. - Preview - The soft touch of a hand grazing my arm was enough to make me jump and my heart pump a little harder. I couldn't believe I had gotten myself in this situation, sandwiched between the two men and feeling as if there was no escape. But maybe I didn't want to, maybe I didn't want to escape. I don't know, my head was spinning. Vincent clicked his tongue, tapping under my chin to turn my head up and grazing his hand along my neck. He could see I was nervous at each coming touch, they both could. Lucas set a tender kiss on my shoulder and up to my neck while his hands trailed slowly down my waist. "This-This isn't right I-I," My lips sealed at the feeling of two sets of lips on each side of my throat. Vincent was near my jaw on my left, Lucas still working his way up the crease of my throat on my right. "What's not right about it baby, hm?" Lucas whispered. I wanted to say something, object and give him a list of reasons but when I thought about it, why was it wrong? My head lolled back against Lucas' shoulder as he lifted my skirt above my hips, and hummed at the feeling of my bare skin, with no panties hugging my hips. ___________ #1 exotic #7 trauma #1 bdsmrelationship #4 billionaire #7 stripper #3 polyamory #2 stripper #1 stripper

It's Terry's birthday and Maggie's got a surprise for him. One full weekend at La Petite Mort Club. Together. Just the two of them -- Dom and Sub. She's a little nervous but she trusts him and she's promised that he can do WHATEVER he wants. She means it. She does. Really. Terry's d**k can't wait to get started but his head and heart aren't so sure this is a good idea. Is she ready for the Club and all the kink? Is she ready to be his Sub? To obey him completely? She's still so unsure of her appeal as a woman. No matter what he does to prove to her how beautiful he finds her it isn't enough. On second thought, the Club-filled with rich, experienced men-might be the perfect place to teach her how attractive she truly is.

"Sell your virginity to me and I will clear your father's debt." ~~.~~ Angelique Ryans had a promising future ahead of her. Prestige school, lovable personality, talent. She had it all, until the day her father gambled away their lives to a man famed for brutality. The choice was simple - strip for the mafia or die a miserable death. Or..to strike a deal with the devil himself. Nikolai Ivanov had his sights set on her. An innocent and pure Angel - all his to break. Ruling with an iron fist and wicked heart, he was ought to ruin her. Every curve of her was made for him to take and ravish. Only, this Angel is fiercer then she seems. She's the light to his darkness. The calm to his storm. In the end...who will break first?

"Remember that playtime we promised you earlier?" Nick asked, walking over to me, and bending down to kiss my neck. I nodded, which landed me a sharp slap on the back of my thigh from Micha, who had also descended upon me. "Words, princess." "Yes daddy." I whispered, my voice hoarse. "To the bedroom." Micha commanded, stepping away from me. Nick did as well, and I glanced at Andy, who had crossed his arms. "But--" Another slap on my thigh. "No buts, princess. Upstairs." ---- Lilly Rose can be a quite a bitch. Who can blame her though? She's a 17 year old girl who doesn't have anyone to tell her when she's wrong. She finished school online, so she wouldn't have to face all of the people that knew about her past, and she got a job, and works hard to keep it. She's barely scraping by when she meets them. Michael, Nickolas, and Andrew are powerful businessmen who have no time for each other, let alone anyone else. That is, until they meet Lilly. Now they just can't get over her. Her sass, her class, her ass... Jealousy, kinks, nicknames galore, she's in for a wild ride... ---- "But... you said you wouldn't! You promised me!" "I'm doing this for your own GOOD." "You said you loved me... You do love me don't you?"

A girl walking alone at night, suddenly gets kidnapped by a group of five guys. They all love and want to share her. She tries many times to escape but each time it hasn't worked. Anytime she does anything wrong they punish her. Will the torture ever end? Will she ever escape?