I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

"Morning, Mr. Serious," I say now, setting his usual cup on the table. I add two sugar packets because I can't help myself. He never uses them. He never even looks at them. But I like the idea of them sitting there, taunting him with sweetness. His eyes flick up to mine - stormy gray, the kind that make you feel like you're under interrogation for a crime you don't remember committing. "You should stop doing that." His voice is low, accented, like gravel dragged across velvet. Russian maybe? Or Italian. Or both. Either way, it does unholy things to my stomach. "Doing what?" I ask innocently, sliding the sugar closer to his hand. "That." His gaze drops to the packets. "I don't take sugar." I grin, all sunshine and sass. "You don't know that. Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize life's better with a little sweetness." ●・○・●・○・● Rafael Volkov doesn't do small talk. Or smiles. Or sugar in his coffee. As the mafia's underboss, he's built a reputation on silence, sharp suits, and an expression that could curdle milk. So of course, Lila Parker makes it her mission to crack him. The sunny diner waitress insists on slipping him extra sugar packets, calling him "Mr. Serious" behind the counter, and treating him like a normal guy instead of a walking red flag. He tells her to stop. She doesn't. He growls. She grins. And suddenly, his late-night coffee runs feel less like routine and more like... something he shouldn't want. The problem? In his world, affection is dangerous. Smiles get noticed. Weaknesses get used. And if Lila isn't careful, her little act of kindness might just paint a target on her back. Rafael swore he didn't have a sweet tooth. Turns out he was wrong. ●・○・●・○・● Word Count: 37,478

He watched her long before he ever touched her. Back when she lived next door - soft, curious, unaware - she thought his silence meant safety. She didn't know restraint could be more dangerous than desire. He was older. Controlled. A man built on rules he never broke. Until her. One moment shattered everything - a line crossed, a truth exposed - and then time pulled them apart, leaving questions, guilt, and an obsession that refused to die. Years pass. Lives change. But obsession does not age quietly. When fate brings them together again, the power has shifted. He is no longer just a man with secrets - he is a CEO feared and respected, a master of control. She is no longer the girl next door - she is his assistant, standing inches away from the past she never healed from. A secret marriage binds them - not with love, but with silence, tension, and unspoken rules. Every interaction becomes a psychological game. Every look carries history. Every touch feels like punishment... and craving. She tries to survive him with logic. Her heart whispers resistance. Her body remembers too much. This is not a story of comfort or easy redemption. It unfolds in phases - obsession, separation, longing, control - shifting between emotional intimacy, psychological warfare, and dangerous desire. Some chapters burn slow. Some chapters burn dark. Some don't burn at all - they cut. Because this is not just about wanting someone. It's about being claimed before you understand the cost. And when the past finally collides with the present, she must decide: Will she break free from the man who has shaped her in silence... Or surrender to the darkness that has always known her name? 🔞 18+ Only Dark Romance • Psychological Obsession • Morally Grey Slow Burn • Multiple Timelines • Forbidden Desire New chapter - Sunday and Wednesday ( per week )

After going through a hard break up, Elise tries to get herself together. Meeting them in a rather weird encounter at a club, Elise catches the eyes of no other than the cold trio Vincent, Caden and Aaron. Maybe those three can give her exactly what she needs, realize her deepest desires and give her what she needs the most, love. Or maybe they're the worst thing that could've ever happened to her, maybe they are a curse and she needs to stay away. But temptation is a bitch. READ THE TAGS! Mature story, there will not be TW, read carefully.

❝Falling in love is easy, keeping love is not.❞ ❝You can't tell me who I'm allowed to be with! I know my heart better than you ever could.❞ ❝I never meant to intrude on what was there before me. I'll only stay if you'll have me.❞ ❝I know this is incredibly untraditional and is rarely done, but I want you to keep in mind that we aren't a traditional couple, alright?❞ ❝You're very smart, Roman, very smart to see the good and the hope when there doesn't seem to be much left.❞ [New Moon - Breaking Dawn] [Bella Swan + Edward Cullen] [Started: 2018-05-22] [Completed: 2020-04-29] [Unedited]

Willa Raven was never supposed to have a designation. Omegas went extinct years ago-until the scientists dragged her into a white room and forced one to awaken in her veins. Now she's trapped in a facility that treats her like a specimen, watched by cameras, syringes... and three men she was never meant to meet. A silent Alpha kept in chains, a gentle-eyed apprentice with secrets behind his calm facade, and a boyish voice in the dark whose scent makes her purr. Her body says she belongs to them. Her mind says run.

Walking into a tattoo parlour and getting her clit pierced is the very last thing Bella Fern would ever expect herself to do, and yet here she is. Even now while she's about to do it she's questioning if it's even a good idea. Being challenged to step out of her comfort zone and do something crazy for 10 free books just seemed too good to pass up. However, now standing face to face with Bone Bryerson she's not so sure this is going to be as easy as she thought. He's attractive and the way his look commands her attention and his voice demands her compliance she is thankful that in 15 minutes she'll never have to see this walking wet dream again. At least that's what she thinks, because, in typical universe fashion, it has other plans and suddenly Bone is popping up in Bella's life consistently. Stepping out of her comfort zone was supposed to be a one-time ordeal, but with Bone around Bella finds herself constantly out of her element. He's undeniably attractive and for some reason, Bella wants to be around him, but Bone is older, he knows her secret, and he's the complete opposite of Bella. --- *This is a lightly edited first draft* Cover Art: Canva, picture is Canva AI Started: June 13th 2022 #1 in shy -03/11/25 #1 in tattoo shop -03/28/25 #1 in sunshinexgrumpy -04/05/25 #1 in possessive -04/10/25 #1 in oppositesattract -04/22/25 #1 in secret -04/23/25

Damien Zara and Azriel King are an infamous couple, owners of a business worth millions, deadly to the eyes, and had a particularly strange relationship. Both of them were very... dominant, most wondering how their relationship works with two large men as themselves. They've been members to a well known BDSM club they visit often for a few years. And they see a familiar face they've studied for a while, only to know its one of their employees there. With their initial interest in her at the office, the sex club opens new thoughts and possibilities. How does this spark a third?

One innocent bright woman. Five cruel dark men. • • • "You fucking liars!" I stood in the middle of the room, "you-you all promised, you fucking lied!" sobbed loudly, stepping back as Giovanni started stepping forward, "No, stay the fuck away!", I tried running to the door, which made Giovanni grab my waist, pinning me against him, making me stare at everyone, holding my chin up. "Sweetheart, I only want to see you cry tears of pleasure", Xavier said, staring at me as I trashed in Giovanni's arms, "don't you enjoy cuddling us, Maevey", Romeo smiled softly as I whimpered. "Yeah baby, don't you enjoy cuddling us" Vincenzo smiled softly as Romeo, making me scream at the top of my lungs, "Shh, amore" Giovanni whispered in my ear. "You-you said you'd let me go" Giovanni rested his chin on top of my head as I cried like a bitch, "did we really?", Niccold muttered, finally standing up along the others, "Y-yes!" They all chuckled, Xavier already grabbing the handcuffs from his back pocket, along with my collar, "we never said we'd let you go", Giovanni grabbed the handcuffs from Xavier, locking my hands behind my back, Xavier putting the collar around my neck. "You're ours. Only. Fucking. Ours!".

AGE GAP STORY!!! WARNING: SUPER CRINGEE Beverly clover fawn, the definition of sweetness, the most precious girl as considered by her parents. but due to her father's business and busy schedule, he somewhere left his daughter behind. that's when someone else grabbed her hand, someone way older and dominating. Nikolai petrov, the Don of the Russian mafia and someone Beverly knew since she was a kid. *Secrets unfold, masks fall off and the past reveals itself*