I was cornered in my room.. they all were here. I was sitting on antrey's lap with his hands around me like chains.. he was breathing me as if I'm the last bit of oxygen there left to survive. Abrasha was kneeling in front of me he kept his hold on my chin.. he was so close to my face that if I breath out our lips would touch. Then he moved closer to my side and whispered " Still don't remember us, kid...?" he knows I'm lying.. But he still wants to hear it from me.. I took out a shaky breath and answer him in small whisper... "no" " Lie " Anton says this... he come closer and kneel beside his brother. " You're lying. " he tells me while holding my eyes with his mismatching ones. " and liers get punished.." he says with smile that doesn't reach his eyes. NOTE: I DON'T OWN ANY PICTURES SHOWN IN STORY. CREDIT GOES TO RESPECTIVE OWNER. THE STORY CONTAIN BELOW THEMES, THE AUTHOR SUPPORTS NONE OF IT'S. Assisted suicide Possesive behavior Violence Gore Give it a try. Thank you. Sincerely, Your Writer.

"Do you want more love?" he whispered in my ear before circling my clit at a steady pace. I hummed before closing my eyes and soaking up the feeling he was giving me. I can feel all three of their eyes on me. "Open your eyes, so you can see us," Ares's deep voice boomed. My eyes opened quickly to see both Ares and Nico palming their erections over their pants. I let a moan slip out the second Roman slid two fingers in. His fingers long and thick, He went in and out. I felt myself about to cum the second he started hitting my g spot. "Oh yes. Please right there," I cried out as he went faster and I came all over his fingers. I rode my orgasm out before going limp in his arms. "Such a good girl, you did so good," Ares said. ~~~~~~~~~ Raven, she was a man's wet dream and an assassin by night. she never expected to get caught up in the mafia let alone with three mafia men. Ares, Nico and Roman turned her life upside down and showed her what it was like to have a real family. ............................................................................ 18+ A/N This is not a slow burn.

Thalia Black has survived betrayal, loss, and a life that demanded strength. But nothing prepared her for three men who refuse to let her go. Onyx Romeo, ruthless CEO and mafia don. Sergei Kustava, her brilliant professor and deadly arms dealer. Demetri Nikos, the charming club-owning doctor with a dangerous edge. All want her. All claim her. All will share her. In a world of power, passion, and peril, Thalia must learn the ultimate lesson: surrender isn't weakness-it's an art.

✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ Evander wanted her first. All year long, his eyes never left her - quiet, steady, certain. But then his two chaotic brothers noticed her too... and suddenly she wasn't just the girl they watched. She was the girl they wanted. ✧ She never imagined being caught between more than one boy - never imagined being *chosen* this intensely - but maybe... maybe she needs to rethink everything she thought she knew. ♡⟡♡ Three brothers. One girl who never asked for any of this. And a school year that refuses to stay simple. ❀⋆｡˚

They called me spoiled for wanting more and never settling for anything less. But the question is why should I? When I can have anything I want. When everything is in my reach. When they want me as much as I want them. Why should I stop? And, most importantly, who is there to stop me? No one can stop me from getting them. They're mine. All mine. Join Nina in her journey in this fantasy mafia world where love runs wild and lovers wilder. ** It's a ddlg story. You've been warned. Don't say I didn't tell you later.**

Jessa Fischer - They're monsters. For years, the Morinov name has been a ghost. Brutal, ruthless, and terrifyingly anonymous. No one has ever seen their faces and lived to tell the tale. I'm the only exception. They took me one evening, and now I'm at their mercy. In this house of ghosts, I'm starting to realize that the only thing more frightening than the Morinovs' darkness is the part of me that secretly craves it. Morinovs - She's simply a mean for us to solidify our empire. An innocent mafia princess with the misfortune of crossing paths with us. She's supposed to be soft, quiet, and in the background. But the longer she lives with us, the more she defies us. She was once just our captive, but now she's undeniably something more.

Camille Allen is a 19 year old girl who comes from an abusive household. She tries everything to get away from her father, and maybe she found her saviors They are the feared capos of the Italian mafia. If they set eyes on something they want they get it whatever it takes

✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧ When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely overprotective and never lets me out of his sight. Now that I'm somewhat on my own everything starts to change. When I finish high school and start attending New York University my life takes a turn, for better and for worse. They're back. ☆ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☆ Years ago we found our little angel. She just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was the light in our lives, until one day we lost her again. Thirteen years later and we still mourn the loss of our sweetheart, but we found her once, we will do it again. I am the head of the Russian mafia, or a professor at NYU depending who you ask. One day I raise my head to look around at the sea of students and my eyes lock on a familiar pair of ocean blue irises. ★ 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★ I'm a heartless killer and offer no apologies for it. As the head of the Russian mafia along with being the CEO to a multibillion dollar company, my life is nothing but darkness. During the day I'm an office man, at night my knife slashes through the necks of anyone I can get my hands on. Killing is my outlet, ever since I lost her. It helps me keep my anger in check. I've never stopped looking for her. We've come close multiple times, but each time came out unsuccessful. As I put a bullet in the head of my ex-guard, Alex comes rushing into the room, and the look on his face says it all. He found her. Start: July 4th End: ///

He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in." Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

They say love is patient, kind, and gentle. These men never got the memo. "Obsession: A Collection" dives into the darkest corners of desire-where love comes with locked doors, whispered threats, and punishments for disobedience. Inside this book lies a gallery of monsters in love: obsessive bodyguards, controlling husbands, possessive coaches, twisted idols, and sweet-talking villains who all have one thing in common... They don't plan on letting her go. Each oneshot is a standalone tale of control, manipulation, and forced devotion. Whether it's noncon, psychological torment, or twisted affection dressed in silk-these stories will wrap around your throat and whisper, "Say you love me." Warning: Not for the faint of heart. Contains dark romance, age gaps, yandere obsession, non/dubcon, psychological abuse, and deeply twisted love.