"Do you have any idea how close fear smells to arousal?" He asked, his words making my breath hitch. "They both make your blood race in your veins and thicken your scent. It's making my mouth water little one." He spoke softly. Tears filled my eyes as horrible thoughts began to occur to me and I deeply regretted ever leaving that room. "Fret not my darling, I'm not going to take you tonight even though I so desperately want to. I won't force myself on you." He promised, but seeing as he had made another promise tonight that he had already broken, I had little faith in him. "Now hurry on up back to my room little mate. If I catch you out of bed again tonight, I won't let you go so easily." He said, pulling one more deep inhale before releasing me, stepping back. I could feel his eyes on me as I ran down the hall and then up the stairs, feeling hunted even though he wasn't giving chase. Credit for the amazing cover goes to @STESLARA

Evangeline enjoys working as a maid in the castle of Prince Marak Xoraneth, the fourth prince to the Sharith Empire. Especially when he treats her with a kindness that he doesn't show others. Then chaos befalls the palace, and she's forced to flee the capital. For the next four years, she manages to live in peace out in the countryside, content to live as far away from the capital as possible. Unfortunately, the past has a way of catching up. Soon she finds herself back inside the imperial palace with Marak, now emperor of Sharith. And she's even more shocked when he tells her that he only brought her back for one purpose - to make her his wife. And he won't allow her to run away from him again. XXXX Content Warning: This book contains depictions of SA, graphic violence, other non-con elements, mentions of child abuse, mentions of suicide, sexually explicit content, mild BSDM elements, and kidnapping that may trigger certain audiences.

In the opulent world of nobility, Elara, the overlooked bastard child of a wealthy lord, finds solace in the shadows of insignificance. However, her fate takes an unexpected turn when her sister is chosen to be courted by the crown prince of the kingdom. This moment presents Elara with the chance to break free from her perceived worthlessness and carve her own destiny. As Elara embraces the picturesque life at court, the tranquility is violently shattered when the palace falls under a brutal attack. The notorious warlord Malachi, who has been relentlessly conquering the continent, now sets his sights on Elara's kingdom. Miraculously spared in the onslaught, Elara soon discovers Malachi's unexpected interest in her. His intentions are clear - he aims to make Elara his queen. Haunted by questions of why the ruthless Malachi is so entranced by her, Elara grapples with the complexities of love in the midst of captivity. As the proposal looms and her family's safety hangs in the balance, Elara must navigate the treacherous waters of her emotions and decide whether to submit to the warlord's desires or resist at the risk of everything she holds dear. "What exactly is it that you want from me, your highness?" "Let's drop titles between us, hmm darling?" "I have no title." "Perhaps we should change that."

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 & 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. "Do you have any idea what I'd do if you left me, Elara?" he murmured, his voice deceptively soft. I didn't answer. I knew better. He let out a dark chuckle, tilting my chin up until our eyes met. His gaze was wild-obsessed. Unhinged. "I'd hunt you. Drag you back. Chain you to my bed if I had to." His lips ghosted over mine, almost gentle. "And the worst part? You'd still be mine. Willingly or not." My heart pounded, but I refused to let him see fear. I am not weak or stupid. I won't run like the others. I will wait. Play the game. And when the time came-I will make him bleed. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Elara Carter was never one to be afraid. Strong-willed, sharp-tongued, and independent, she had always fought her battles alone. But when she returned to her old school after years, she never expected to step right back into the grasp of the one person she should have stayed far away from. Luca Moretti. Once, he was the boy who made her smile-the boy with warmth in his eyes and mischief in his heart. Now, he is a man carved from ice and cruelty, a man whose name alone sends chills down spines. The heir to the most feared criminal empire. Cold, ruthless, and dangerously obsessive. And for some reason, he has set his sights on her. Trapped in a world of madness and power, Elara must decide-fight for her freedom or surrender to the monster who wants nothing more than to own her completely. Because in Luca's world, love isn't soft. It's dangerous, consuming, and utterly inescapable.

"Please," I whisper, my voice trembling as tears prick the corners of my eyes. "Please don't hurt me." The words barely escape my throat, fragile and desperate. He studies me for a moment, tilting his head slightly, almost as if he's amused by my plea. Then he scoffs, the sound sharp and mocking. "Why would I want to do that?" he murmurs, his voice smooth but carrying a dark undertone that chills me. He takes a step forward, and instinctively, I step back. "I've just found you..." He pauses, his gaze dragging over my face like a predator sizing up its prey. "And now you're mine." Aurora Evans leads a life of simplicity. Eat, work, sleep-her unchanging regimen is her sanctuary, and she has no intention of altering it. But what unfolds when a shadowy figure, lurking beyond her windows, takes an insidious interest in her? One glance at her in a café ensnares him, rendering him captivated, his singular ambition becoming clear: to claim her as his own. Aurora's attempts to escape his shadowy games are futile, especially in the cloak of night when he emerges, weaving his spell under the cover of darkness. He teases, entices, and pushes her perilously close to her breaking point. Her resolve is to distance herself as much as possible. Yet, fate has a cruel sense of irony. When she is abruptly dismissed from her previous job, she unwittingly lands a position working for him-as his assistant-entangling her in a web she can no longer evade. *A STALKER ROMANCE* #1 in "assistant" 12/23/24 #1 in "criminal" 3/8/25

TW!!! Stalking! Obsession! Toxic! But all consensual! After Blade served 6 years for 2 charges, aggravated assault, and battery. Getting out at 25 for "good behavior" landed him at an old pub he used to go to. Spotting a sweet blonde, he's curious with who she's with and why she was... too nice for her own good. Even the innocent angels are slightly tainted. But this one is oblivious. This was the first encounter of many to come. How will this criminal slide in the heart of the innocent? Or will she become as tainted as he?

The life of vampires is incredibly dull since it's endless. This means their existence is utterly meaningless. So, these monsters must entertain themselves in any way they can. And vampires can do a lot-anything they want, really. Usually, these are not very good things. This time, they set their sights on Violet... Me, I mean. An ordinary girl, who's more often too sad for their wicked game to be amusing.

My name is Jade. I was kidnapped and given as a gift. Like a pet. A gift meant to mend the bond between a father and son. But before his son knew I even existed, I was locked away. I sat, hidden right under his nose, in his basement. Learning to be a good wife by being forced to read a book with outrageous rules that fall into the husband's favor and beyond. And I would stay there until I was perfect for Blake. Or what his father thought was perfect. ... Then there was hope and fear and a surprising love. Finished. Now editing. Highest rank: #7 in romance

Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️