"Alexander, please no... I-I beg you. Please don't do this," I whispered, fear lacing every word as tears streamed down my cheeks."Shhh, tesoro... First, stop calling me by my name. Call me Alex, like you used to. And why are you crying? I haven't even started yet," he smirked, disgustingly calm as his hand reached for my face. I flinched. His eyes darkened. In a flash, his fingers tangled into my hair, yanking my head back with brutal force. "Don't fucking resist me, Sophie. Or it won't end well. Your tears are like gems to me-so cry more, just for me," he growled. I couldn't believe I never saw the monster hidden behind my best friend's smile."Now tell me-what foot did you move first when you tried to escape your cage?" His hand gripped a hammer, twirling it like it was a toy. "A-Alexander, please don't," I sobbed, thrashing against the chains locked around my wrists and ankles."I don't have time, mi tesoro. Punishment must be served. Now-WHICH FOOT?" he roared. ________ Meet Sophia Grace-a kind, soft-hearted girl living in a small apartment in Seattle. She's a passionate photographer, living her best life with her two closest friends: Alexander and Daniel. They share everything, bound by one rule-never catch feelings. Break that rule, and everything falls apart. But what happens when one of them does? What happens when Sophia is pulled into a darkness she never saw coming-dragged into hell by her best friend? ______ Meet Alexander Dante Moretti-a cold, calculating, dangerously handsome mafia leader. To the world, he's a 23-year-old billionaire, the most eligible bachelor. But in the underworld? He's feared. Ruthless. Untouchable. Alex has always harboured an obsession for Sophia. Years ago, he confessed. She rejected him. But his obsession never died-it evolved into something darker. Now, he's done waiting. Done playing the nice guy. And he's ready to claim what's his, no matter the cost. Even if it means chaining her to his world. Even if it means breaking her.

"She possesses a light he has never witnessed and to be with her, he's willing to set the whole world on fire" She's beauty wrapped in light. He's darkness wrapped in obsession. Camilla Asher craves simplicity. At 19, she's built a quiet life filled with cozy aesthetics, laughter with friends, and dreams of a peaceful future. Love? That can wait-especially since she's never really understood the thrill everyone talks about. But someone's been watching her. Waiting. Kayden Reid doesn't believe in fate. He believes in possession. At 23, he'scorporate world, owning more than anyone his age should. But there's one thing he doesn't have-and it's the only thing he wants. Camilla. He's been studying her for years, lurking just beyond her sight. Now, he's ready to claim what he's always considered his. Even if it means burning down everything-and everyone-in his path. Because when obsession becomes love, it stops playing by the rules. All rights reserved Enjoy.

He watched her for a decade. Loved her from the shadows. And now, he's ready to make her his-whether she's ready or not. Dominic Cross is a billionaire tech mogul known for his ruthless precision and cold control. But behind the empire he's built is a secret obsession-Sera Monroe, the brilliant designer he's watched grow from a distant fantasy into an untouchable force. For ten years, he's stayed away. Watched. Waited. Hungered. Now, she's within reach. When Dominic finally steps out of the shadows, Sera is drawn to him with a pull she can't explain-or escape. His presence is magnetic, his attention intoxicating. But what begins as a darkly seductive game soon spirals into something more dangerous. Because Dominic doesn't just want her creativity. He wants all of her. And he's spent a decade preparing to claim what he believes already belongs to him. Obsession. Possession. Redemption. Where's the line between love and control-and what happens when it's already been crossed?

Leena Ayari has spent years hiding behind silence - after her fiancé shattered her self-worth and taught her that love hurts more than it heals. Now in her final year at Syveria Crest Academy, she wants nothing more than to graduate quietly and stay invisible. Then there's Professor Damon Vashiro - sharp, composed, and distant. His lectures command attention, his eyes give nothing away. But behind the walls he's built lies a past he's never shared - one that left him just as wary of love as Leena. What begins as quiet admiration turns into something neither of them expected - a connection built not on desire, but on understanding. Yet in a world where lines aren't meant to be crossed, even gentle feelings can be dangerous. Two guarded hearts. One forbidden connection. And a love that feels less like temptation... and more like coming home. This story is my original work, shared here on Wattpad for readers to enjoy. Please don't copy, repost, or translate without permission. It's protected by copyright... and by my heart. Thank you.

June Martinez made a questionable decision involving four strangers, some zip ties, and a plan that definitely seemed better in her head. The surprising part? They stayed. Now she's navigating life with four dangerous men, one possibly-dead cactus, and absolutely no idea what she's doing. Sometimes love starts with a felony.

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐲." ~ Marriage was never for love-it was for legacy. A strategy. A performance. And for the Lombardis and the Morettis, it was the most calculated, showstopping alliance of the century. Roman Moretti, Don of the La Cosa Nostra, and Angeline Lombardi, only daughter of the French-Italian Mafia Capo, had been betrothed since her birth --matched to unite two empires under one crown. Hidden from the world, Angeline was raised to be the perfect wife. Groomed. Silenced. Controlled. She learned early that one misstep would strip her of everything-including her name. Everyone's first mistake? They underestimated her. Though no one had ever seen her, the world assumed the Lombardi Princess was a polished doll. Quiet. Disposable. Roman saw the marriage as a formality-another calculated step toward total dominance. He had no plans to love her. No plans to live with her. Just a wife on paper, tucked away from him elsewhere, summoned when needed for appearances. But everything changed the moment he saw her walking down the aisle. She was perfection. Untouchable. She would be his ruin, his weakness, his obsession, his motivation. His everything. But what if that had been her plan all along? Not everything buried stays dead. Not every identity is what it seems. In a world where saints become monsters and monsters are worshipped like gods, Angeline must decide what's worth saving: her bloodline, her love, or herself. ~ -HEA -18+ -Romance/mystery/thriller -No Cheating/OWD -DARK ROMANCE "OMYGOSH. This book was immaculate. I could NOT put it down at all. Every chapter was AMAZING, the writing is shakespears work and each chapter made me laugh, smile, cry so much and this whole thing was a rollercoaster of emotions." -@Sunfloweraate8

"I don't want you like men want women." His lips grazed her forehead, then her temple. His breath was ragged. "I want you like a curse wants a victim. Like fire wants oxygen. I want to crawl under your skin and live there. I want to own your thoughts, your dreams, every goddamn breath you take." It all started with a dare - a kiss on a stranger's cheek at a lavish resort party. But that stranger turned out to be Devillian Giordano - ruthless CEO by day, feared mafia boss by night. Cold, commanding, and dangerously irresistible, he doesn't forgive easily... yet something about Siana Aydin begins to unravel him. What begins as a harmless kiss spirals into a twisted web of obsession, secrets, and a deal that cages her in his dark world. But Devillian isn't a hero. He's the monster at the end of every fairytale. And yet, she can't look away - drawn to the very danger that should terrify her. Secrets lurk in every corner, enemies plot from the shadows, and through it all, their hearts burn with forbidden passion. Tropes: Dark Romance, Possessive Alpha, Mafia x Innocent Girl, Deal with the Devil, Hidden Identity, Obsession, Found Weakness, Touch Her and Die. Smut alert 🔞 She's his sunshine. He's her storm. And she's about to become his dark devotion.

((Complete at 110,000 words)) Twenty-five-year-old Maggie Douglas is a beta on a mission. Determined to work at the infamous GAIM Industries, she's willing to put up with a grumpy boss. And a silent stalker. And an adorably blunt hacker. Maybe even a set of twins who couldn't be more opposite. As long as her secrets stay hidden, everything will work out just fine... Scent Split is a slow burn, omegaverse reverse harem romance, meaning the main female character will end up with more than one man. No mm in this one!

This story is about a girl who catches the eyes of a dangours gang leader. Started when i was really young so may majorly edit the beginning.🙃 read at your own risk. Dark romance forced proximity Stockholm syndrome Not very good Updated weekly Wednesday Smut containing chapters will have 🔥 in title His rough, husky breath whispered in my ear, "Now, what's a girl like you doing at a time like this?" I refused to answer him as I continued to try and break out of his iron-like grip. "Let me go," I whispered breathlessly. I felt the vibration of his laugh on my back. "Now, why would I do that little one? You're mine." ''Wh-what n-n-no you're not let me go now," I said as I dug my fingernails into his forearms. His calm composure was gone as he slammed my body against a nearby wall. I whimpered lightly. He responded roughly. "I'm not going to say this again, little one. You are testing my patience. I'm not afraid to put you in your place. You aren't leaving me; you are mine!!! Do I make myself clear?!!!" I felt tears stream down my face as I responded with a nob. He didn't seem pleased with this "answer with your words, dammit," he screamed. "Yeah, I understand, I said shakily. He smiled at me, brought his lips up to my check, and kissed me. "Okay, let's go, "he said with a light smile, grabbing my hand in an iron-like grip. A car stopped near me, and he opened the door, trying to pull me in. I quickly came to the realization what was happening, and I ran away from him. However, he easily caught me and threw me over his shoulder. I pounded my fist against his back. It seemed to unfase him as he threw me, closed the door, and looked hard at me. I sank down at his glare. "Go, Andrew," the strange man called out. After a while, his anger seemed to dial down, and he then sighed, running his hand through his brown hair.

He had darkness follow him until she came along sprinkling her own glitter trail with him. Disclaimer; this is a SLOW BURN... (Grammar and Spelling correction are in the works)