A broken girl. A quiet town that keeps too many secrets. And a man she should've never wanted. Her stepfather. Older. Off-limits. But sometimes, the heart wants what it shouldn't. ︎❦ Dixon Norcross shouldn't be the one I reach for. He shouldn't be the one who makes me feel safe. But he's kind, stable, and the only thing in the world that doesn't seem to be slipping through my fingers. And I realize I shouldn't look at him like this. I know he should not look back. But Dixon has a secret that is strong enough to shatter the fragile thing we've built. And I won't know if it's too late or if I should run when I eventually find out the truth.

A small whimper left his lips as he gazed at the man before him "You need me don't you?" Turning his head to the side, he clamped his lips shut trying so desperately to stop the words that wanted to come out. "Just admit it, you'll feel a lot better if you do" Still nothing, with a frown creasing his brows he grabbed the boy by his throat so suddenly it startled him. "Let's try this again, shall we" *** Riley Frost was from a wealthy and loving family, however he suffered from social anxiety and preferred to stay by himself. This was not so simple as he was frequently in the spotlight due to his feminine features and figure, and it didn't help that Riley was a crossdresser. Having enough Riley moved away and holed himself up inside under the rouse that he was travelling the world. Now his uncle was getting married and they asked Riley to be there. Things take a turn as Riley returns and gets a reason to stay... GUYS PLEASE READ THE TAGS!! ***** Jul 10, 2022 #4 mxb #7 femboy July 16, 2022 #3 mxb August 6, 2022 #4 shy

(Completed) Rolling in the Dust Series When Woody's past collides with the chaos of the present, his once-quiet ranch life spirals into laughter, lust, and unexpected love. Caught between his fiercely protective best friend, Sig, and the undeniable pull of Jackson and Colton, Woody finds himself swept into a whirlwind of teasing banter, aching tenderness, and tumultuous desire. From fiery encounters in the barn to playful breakfasts, long trail rides beneath open skies, and late-night confessions shaped by a haunted past, Woody must navigate intimacy, trust, and the exhilaration of being truly seen. Three hearts. One tangled bond. And a love that refuses to break. This is a story of friendship, passion, and finding home in the arms of those who refuse to let go. Woody is fast-paced; Jackson and Colton are a slow burn. ⚠️ EDITOR'S NOTE ⚠️ This book is currently under editing. Important Notes for Readers: Trigger warnings will be provided. This story explores polyamorous relationships, the unshakable bond of friendship, and the beautiful chaos that comes with both. It delves into past trauma and intense emotional struggles, while also celebrating healing, laughter, love, and found family. Expect fiery arguments, playful banter, and heartfelt connections, woven together with cultural diversity and multilingual moments that give the story its unique heartbeat. This book is raw, emotional, and unapologetically messy, just like real love. 🏆 Rankings & Achievements 🥇 #1 (Queer) - 12/04/2026 🥇 #1 (Canada) - 05/04/2026 🥇 #1 (Fast) - 18/02/2026 🥇 #1 (Country) - 03/02/2026 🥇 #1 (Cowboy) - 03/02/2026 🥇 #1 (MxMxM) - 24/10/2025 🥇 #1 (LGBT Fiction) - 07/11/2025 🥇 #1 (Iceland) - 19/11/2025 🥈 #2 (Slow Burn) - 08/12/2025 🥈 #2 (Polyamory) - 01/11/2025

Destroy Me. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ "You like that?" Kit whispered. "You like it when I stroke your little clit?" I whimpered, shifting against Alistair who held me down. "Be nice, Kit," Jason said. "She's new to this." Kit just crawled up and pressed his lips to mine. "What do you say, baby? Should I be nice?" "Please..." I begged. "Please, what, princess?" "Ruin me," I begged, "destroy me." "Oh, honey," Raven leaned forward. "We've already started." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emma Rivers had noticed something odd back in October, five men who'd been following her around. but it wasn't until winter when they came out of the shadows. They played with her, teased her, left around little keepsakes... tormenting her. Kidnapping her. Five stalkers, five psychopaths... five lustful monsters. They might've been playful now, but it wouldn't have been long before the drove to destroy her.

"Run, little lamb. Before I fuck you." ~~~~~ Luna Ayre seemed to have the worst luck in existence... haven been wed to an abusive jerk who silenced her cries with pain... and now she couldn't speak. But once she was finally free of him, she found herself falling into another monster's web, and his cage could never be opened. He was a killer, a player, a stalker. He captured her the very night she left her husband... and then he let her go. But little did she know, he hid in the shadows everywhere she went. He wanted to watch her, study her, grow obsessively possessive over her, kill anyone who touched her. So he waited two years, he, her shadow, kept waiting. Waiting patiently to destroy her. To eat his lamb alive.

"Are you gonna admit you like this yet?" "No!" I yelled, kicking my legs out at him. He smiled and leaned forward, catching my ankle as I froze. "Don't worry, baby. I'm going to worship your body like the innocent little thing you are, completely corrupting you before you can even think. "By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be screaming my name and begging me to let you cum. That said... "IF YOU CAN EVEN LAST A SECOND OF THIS." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emily Wolfe is the exact definition of innocent. Not necessarily in the childish sense, but her curiosity can sometimes be untamed. She developed insomnia from her father, Asher, and every night takes medications that make her a little crazy before she sleeps. And she remembers a man that always comes into her room just before she sleeps... her comfort character. But he's more than just imaginary. He's real. But being stalked is in the back of her mind, because she's been researching the death of her aunt after she'd been kidnapped... and all of it leveled back to a circus. Though... she could feel him watching her, but every time she looked, he was gone. He's gotten good at hiding. And even better at plotting.

One abused military student. Three instructors ready to save him while healing themselves in the process. An MMMM love story about healing. /!\ Trigger Warnings /!\ _____________________________ INFORMATION : Series "From darkness" : #1 : "What we built from ruins" [MxMxMxM] #2 : "How we breathed from drowning" [MxMxM]

Jonathan hasn't been honest a single day in his life. All his friends, his smiles, and his zest for life are just a way of lying to himself and everyone else. Did he have a bit of an addiction to alcohol and tobacco? Maybe. Was he incapable of eating a single full plate of food a day? Perhaps. Did he live with an abusive, drug-addled father 24/7? True. But he was okay, because he was Jonathan. And Jonathan was the happy kid, the life of the party, and he didn't have any problems in life. Right? Sending him to an institution with five other boys in equally deplorable mental states is just an excuse for him to run away from home, not because he needs it. Obviously. The important thing is that Jonathan will continue to be perfect...until he isn't.

Professor's Dark Desire [18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3 ... "Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy. "Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy. "Answer......" She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering. "Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry. "Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time. "I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her. "Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices. "Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....

"You're so fucking spoiled. You'd make me sick if you weren't so adorable."He says, leaning back in his recliner and bringing his glasses back up to his eyes. ..... Whimper out, looking up him as my legs shake. He slowly looks up, turning towards me. We lock eyes, and then his eyes slowly move down to the vibrator tied tightly against my clit. "What's that?"he questions. "Are you ready to admit you're wrong?"he asks, putting his book down. I moan loudly before shaking my head. He shrugs and lifts his book again. "Fine then. Stay like that." .... ...... The daughter of the wealthiest woman in town has always had a price on her head. Everyone thinks we'll, she's the heir of the Retca fortune, surely if they had her they could blackmail her mother for millions, but they didn't anticipate she would have her secret weapon. the Butler.