"The ring doesn't change the truth - I'm still the secret he never wanted to keep." Isadora Violetti grew up knowing the rules of men like Alonso Gonzalez: power before love, loyalty before happiness, family before freedom. But nothing could have prepared her for the day she became his secret bride-bound to a cartel king who could never publicly claim her. Alonso Gonzalez is the heir to a brutal empire, torn between his heart and his blood-stained throne. Forced into a public marriage for an alliance that will cement his family's dominance, he hides Isadora away like a treasured sin, swearing she's the only woman he'll ever love. But secrets don't stay buried forever. As betrayal coils closer and enemies circle their fractured kingdom, Isadora must decide how much of herself she's willing to sacrifice for the man who walks in shadows. Because loving a king in a world of kingslayers is a dangerous game. And when the truth erupts, she'll discover... Some destinies were written in blood. Trigger Warnings: This story contains mature themes including explicit sexual content, strong language, violence, dub-con/gray consent, and depictions of the criminal underworld. Please read with caution. 18+ only. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ©2025 victressxx

"He owns my body, but he will never own my soul." Aurelia Rossetti was raised in privilege, the daughter of a powerful Italian businessman who kept her far from the shadows of his dealings. But when her father's enemies come calling with blood debts and threats, she's offered up like a sacrificial lamb to the Russian mafia king who holds her family's fate in his hands. Alexei Morozova doesn't believe in mercy. Cold. Calculated. Ruthless. He rules Moscow's underworld with an iron fist and ice in his veins. Taking Aurelia as his bride isn't about love-it's about dominance, leverage, and control. She's a pawn in his violent world, a silk-wrapped trophy in his glass cage. But Aurelia is no helpless princess. And as desire sparks between captor and captive, a dangerous game of power, passion, and betrayal begins. In a world where loyalty is bought in bullets and silence is the highest code, falling for Alexei means more than heartbreak. It could mean war. And loving him? Might be the last mistake she ever makes. Trigger Warnings: This story contains mature themes including explicit sexual content, strong language, violence, dub-con/gray consent, and depictions of the criminal underworld. Please read with caution. 18+ only. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ©2025 victressxx

"He bought my freedom. He locked me in his world. Now, my heart is the next thing he'll own." When Selena Cross steps onto the auction stage, she knows she's signing her life away. Sold to the highest bidder-cold, ruthless billionaire Damien Volkov-her debt is no longer hers to pay. It's her soul on the line. One year. No love. No escape. No lies. But the deeper she falls into Damien's world of secrets and steel, the more the rules begin to break. And when one kiss turns into something far more dangerous, Selena realizes... In Damien's world, nothing is free. Not even her heart. The Price of Your Kiss - A dark billionaire romance where obsession burns hotter than betrayal. --- "Strip." The command cut through me like a whip. I blinked at him, frozen. "What?" "You heard me." There was no anger in his voice. Only brutal authority. "You wanted my attention," Damien said, shrugging out of his jacket with elegant precision, "Now you have it." I stared at him, my mind racing. "No," I said finally, lifting my chin. "You don't control me." For a moment, silence reigned. Then he laughed-a low, humorless sound that raised goosebumps across my skin. "You really don't understand yet, do you?" he said softly. "In this world, Selena... control isn't given. It's taken." Before I could react, he closed the space between us again, seizing my wrists and pinning them above my head against the wall in one swift, practiced move. His body crowded mine, hard and unyielding, a prison I couldn't escape. "And I always take what's mine." ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © 2025 victressxx

He married her for business. He forgot her name, but not the way she feels in his arms. Billionaire Sebastian De' Giovanni doesn't believe in love-only power and partnerships. A marriage clause threatened everything, so he hired Hailey Spencer to be his perfect wife. No romance. No mess. Just a contract. Until an accident wipes his memory clean... and all he sees is a woman he doesn't remember marrying-yet can't stop wanting. To him, she's a prize. To her, he's the man who once touched her soul. Now, she must live with the heartbreak of being forgotten... while he rewrites the rules of desire. In a game of contracts and consequences, what happens when hearts get involved? --- The silence between us was so thick it pulsed. I could hear his breath. Slow. Controlled. And maybe if I was braver, I would've rolled over, just to see if he was looking at me. But I didn't. Instead, I whispered, "Why bring me?" He didn't answer for a long time. "Because I wanted you here." The confession was so quiet I thought I imagined it. But my breath caught all the same. I stayed still. So still. "It's dangerous, you know," I murmured. "Being this close." I felt, not heard, the shift in him. "Then stop being close." "You brought me. You gave me one bed." Another silence. Then, "I'm not perfect, Hailey." I laughed softly. "No. But you're precise. And this doesn't feel like precision. This feels like sabotage." He turned then. And I felt it. The heat of his body. The weight of his gaze. "You don't know what you do to me," he said, voice low, frayed around the edges. My heart stopped. Then kicked. "Maybe I do." ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ©2025 • Written by: @victressxx19 @qweenie19 @baurbie19