⚠️THIS STORY IS UNPUBLISHED! WILL BE UPLOADED SOON!⚠️ Book Four in the "His Girl" series. Aleksander Kroesk, almost as well known in the BDSM community as Adiah Providence, has always wanted the relationship with his men to be one of... well, a pet. He finds it almost like a Daddy does to his little, he enjoys it. Sometimes he even starts to act like a Daddy, but he prefers to be called by Master, though he wouldn't mind if his sub called him Daddy or Sir, he wasn't all that picky. Walking through the halls of the BDSM club owned by Providence himself, Aleksander finds himself staring into none other than Adonis Grois' eyes. And you can imagine who stared right back. • He yanks on the leash, making me gasp and fall forward on my knees. He smirks and tugs the chain once more, looking down at me. "Come, pet." I start to crawl toward his open legs. Why am I hard? Why is this so pleasurable for me? God if Mikkel saw me right now he would be bent over laughing. I stop at his feet, unsurely looking up. He playfully rolls his eyes and tuts at me, leaning down to pull me up onto his lap. I blush, looking up at his slender and defined face. He runs a hand through my hair and then pulls it, making my head lean back slightly. "I'm going to have fun with you, pup." He grins, releasing his hold on my head to hook his finger under my collar and tug. His eyes shine with mischief, his usually light and calming eyes now sadistic and excited. If it weren't for the fact that I trust this man with my life, I would have left the second he looked at me with those torturingly wicked orbs. I gulp while he starts to pet me, dragging his fingers through hair. "A-Aleksander..." I whimper, feeling the need to be held closer than arms length. His eyes soften, probably noticing my desperate-ness that I don't bother hiding. "Sweet boy," he coos, "come here. Come to your Master."

She was destined for more than the confined walls of her daddy's mafia. She was destined for success and everything else that came along with it. She never wanted to be apart of the criminal world. But he left her with no choice. He caged her up, cut off her wings. She hated him, he hated her. But he knew those same wings would grow back. And those wings would be bigger, stronger, 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. She began to flourish against her own will, soon finding comfort in that same world she once hated. She began to trust the devil known as Dante Russo. The more she trusted him, the more she became corrupt. He might have been the devil, but she was his advocate in every breath of the word.

"I hate you for everything you are and what you have done to me." "I know" The devil answered before crashing his lips down to hers. ---------------- Celine's favorite subject in school is history without a doubt. She's always dreamed about being able to live through history itself, to experience what she could only read in books or in the movies she's watched. But what if there was a way for her to be able to travel through time and live an immortal life? To a point in life, she would give up everything for it, even if she has to sell her soul to one of the most fearful demons... ---------------- The story starts off slow and might be cringe at first but as soon as the demon shows up, the story is getting interesting and darker!

Novella has been mine from the moment I laid my eyes on her. I always kept watch, biding my time, waiting for the right moment to claim her. Finding her unconscious, covered in blood on the bathroom floor of her home is where I draw the line though. Watching is over. It's time to claim her. And while I claim her, I'll hunt down the man who touched her and make him pay. He'll be the first example of what happens to anyone who touches my woman.

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."

Dorothy Kennicott met Ace Stoll when they were only six years old. And ever since then, they have been inseparable. Best friends, attached at the hip. But what happens when Dorothy starts to develop strong feelings for her best friend? Or when her best friend starts to touch her in a more intimate way--a way that makes her head spin--without providing her with any sort of explanation? Or, oh yeah, when her best friend turns into a huge snarling wolf and claims she's his mate? Well, I'll tell you what happens--shit gets complicated. ---- A spinoff of 'Kidnapped By My Mate' (AKA 'Beautiful Belle and Alpha Grayson') but can be read as a standalone.

"You must be really stupid," I said with giggle. "You're way in over your head if you think I'm going to call you my husband. Your ego is starting to get a little bit too big." He took a step closer, completely overshadowing me. "And you must have forgotten who the fuck I am, my love. You better loose that attitude, because here in my mafia..." He grinned. "You are nothing before me, nobody is. I hope you understand that." I smirked as I reached for he's shoulders, rubbing then in small circles "It's seems to me that you are losing your memory, Mr Serraino. I hope you remember who made you so powerful. Do I need to remind you? It was me. I hope I made that clear." He gave a deep chuckle. "Oh really, Mrs Serraino? Ok fine, but let me also remind you of something..." He gave me a wide smile. "You need me more than I need you." I raised a brow. "Yeah, but here's the thing..." I slowly pushed him onto the bed. "I can just simply take all your power away from you." He scoffed. ''The only way that will happen is if you die." I slowly reached down to my nightstand, quickly glancing back to him only to see him watching my every move. "I've lost everything. My father, my mother and my mafia which is now in the hands of the man I'm forced to share a life with." I opened the drawer and pulled out my gun, aiming it to my head. "If killing myself means that my mafia will be out of your clutches, than so be it. I've got nothing to lose." ••• 18+

𝐑𝐮𝐧, 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐩 Rudra was never supposed to want her. Men like him survive by burying every dangerous part of themselves beneath silence, control, and violence. Then Ziya Sharma walks into his life- and suddenly the monster starts wanting. Her smile. Her curiosity. Her innocence. Her. What begins as manipulation turns into something far more dangerous: obsession, emotional ruin, and an attraction neither of them can escape. Because every warning sounds like temptation. Every touch feels like a trap. And every step closer to Rudra makes leaving impossible. He was never afraid of destroying her. He was afraid she would see what he truly is... and stay anyway. And the worst part? Ziya wants to unravel the enigma called Rudra- even if it destroys her too. "𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧. 𝙆𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙨."

"she's mine isn't she?" he asked his breathe fanning my ear and I shivered at the dominance in his voice "Mr Rodriguez I... I should leave" I said about to go when he pulled me back "you can't provide for her. can't you? Is that th reason why you wanted this job so badly?" he again asked and I shivered "pleaseee..." I looked down and he chuckled "who knew that my luck would bring me two things I desire the most?" he asked and I shivered at his words each and every word piercing slowly in my heart "I will not let my child stay with a man who kills for a living" I whispered through grinted teeth and he chuckled "staying with a woman that left me alone isn't what I had in mind either... This can work" a smug look was plastered on his face and I groaned damn him and his ego "she's not your baby... Sorry" I said and just like that left his office running to get my little precious baby away from this place *************************************** All she ever wanted was a life out of the whole sherade with her ex boyfriend What happens when they cross paths again and he finds out he has a secret child with her High ranking in #355 in dark #2 in novels

Evelyn Thompson, 19, is a sweet, innocent girl who lives in the shadow of her own fears, silenced by a disability that prevents her from speaking. Her wide, expressive eyes and gentle demeanor make her all the more captivating, an enchanting presence in a world that seems too harsh for her. Damien Black, 28, is the enigmatic and powerful Don of America's most feared mafia. With a ruthless streak and a heart encased in ice, his dark, smoky eyes burn with an intensity that no one dares to meet. His presence commands a dangerous allure, a magnetic pull that draws people in even as it terrifies them. When Damien's gaze falls upon Evelyn, the delicate beauty with a silent voice, an unexpected fire ignites. The collision of his dark, brooding intensity with her tender, untouched innocence creates a palpable tension. What happens when the ruthless mafia guy captures this young little sweetheart in his eyes? ⚠️ Warning: - Triggering content - Mature content - Sex scenes - Vulgar language - Sexual assault - Nonconsensual intimate moments (18+ only) Pictures attached in chapters are not owned by me. Credits go to Pinterest.