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"I'm going to own every inch of you by the time the week ends. You will beg at my feet for that very ownership. Beg me to fuck you. You will do anything and everything I want, and thank me for it. But you have to earn it. You have to be a good girl for daddy. Is that something you can do?" *** Charlotte was going to make the most of her week long ski vacation with her best friend, Liz. But was surprised to learn that Liz's handsome father, Jacob, (ahem - make that gorgeous, kind, wealthy, and smart father, Jacob) was also staying the week while Liz needed to return home for work. What's a gal to do? (Besides get in a complex relationship with a man twice your age that could ruin your friendship. But besides that, what to do?) What happens on the slopes, stays on the slopes, right? *** Please look at the tags. Ages 18+. Definitely "mature" and not for everyone. If you don't like a wide age gap, unprotected sex or Daddy Doms this is 100% not the book for you. Otherwise, enjoy!

Sweet, ambitious, and studious, Davina Benoit has spent her whole life overshadowed by her older sister. Pressured by her parents to follow in her footsteps, Davina enrolls in Rutherford Academy - a prestigious University, where students are classified into rigid categories, meant to define their roles in relationships. Determined to prove herself, Davina cheats on the category placement test, but she soon realizes that her deception has led her somewhere she doesn't belong. Relentless, fierce, and driven, Matthias Laurier has spent years burying his true self beneath a carefully crafted persona. He has no interest in attachments, especially not with someone like Davina-who, unbeknownst to her, is his perfect match in ways neither of them understand. As their connection deepens, Matthias is forced to confront the side of himself he has sworn to keep hidden. In a world that demands labels, can they embrace who they really are before it's too late? The slow burn is burning at a medium heat, so all I ask is a little bit of patience, but if you want to get straight into it, go to chapter X Trigger Warnings * DDLG | BDSM * Physical and mental abuse * extensively written sex scenes Once again, this is a BDSM/DDLG book, if you aren't familiar with those terms, I strongly dissuade from reading With love, Sophie

"Come on" he said patting his lap , i peeked at his face through my eyelashes chewing on my lower lips, and that look on his face was straightforward saying that 'if you did something wrong now i am about to fuck you up' which is definitely not a good thing,even though i felt a little twitch in my heart but still letting out a deep sigh i slowly crawled over his lap laying stomach down on his thighs , he placed his hand on my lower thighs making me flinched slightly. I kept my face down on the mattress digging my nails into his clothed thigh. It is scary and i am really not a big fan of such stuffs. "I am so.. sorry please i wouldn't walk out like that again" i mumbled through my pout trying for the last time but it only earned me a pinch on my thigh making me winch and push his hand away. I turned my head and glared at him return to which i got a sharp swat on my bum way worse than the last one."Would you like to repeat?" He said with a clenched jaw and cocked eyebrow making me sigh and shook my head with a frown and pout as i turned my head back towards the mattress. He is scary. "Is that the only thing for which i am punishing you huh?" His cold and sharp voice spoke near my ear making me jump slightly, i pushed my face into the metress closing my eyes tightly, ",no" "Then?" "I didn't... respond to your texts and calls sorry" i mumbled the last part feeling like crying,its not like i didn't wanted to call him back or talk to him i just....forgot. i didn't mean to do that it just happened ."Yeah you will be sorry after this, now better start counting hmm if you stopped or forgot,i will start all over again understood? " he said traicing my spine with his hand and finally resting it on my bum, my eyes widened realising what he just said. Bu- oiee!" I cried out when i felt a harsh smack on my back , it made me tear up, it was way more rough and painful, "Count kitten!" He snapped,i flinched and sniffed slightly counting "One" He looks like that monster

Victoria Smith had always been a shy girl, as no one really cared about her. She felt like she had no one in the world (well, except for her cat). One night, she finds that maybe that loneliness was about to end. "What are you doing out here all by yourself?" -Please-, take a look at the TAGS before reading. This is a DDLG story.

Teegan just knew his life was all set. He was tall, handsome, smart, and athletic. He had all the qualities that made male dominant breeders stand out. Or so he thinks. Join Teegan and his unexpected bondmate as they navigate their new reality together. **This story is MATURE meaning it's intended for 18+. There is cussing, mm sex/bdsm/rape mention/racial slurs, and other explicit/disturbing content. ***Also, if you view the world through a hetero normative vanilla lens this book is not for you. This is NOT a BDSM for beginners or haters book.

This story contains mature and 18+ content Playlist: Spotify, Ann: Hot It's so hard for you to not moan, so you decide to go to the bathroom. "Excuse me for a sec", you mumble. Finally alone you take a deep breath, completely confused. You wash your hands, when someone grabs you by your waist. Strong hands turn you around and push you against a wall. The Ceo. One hand placed on the wall, the left one on your throat, tilting your head slightly up. "Oh you little brat. I didn't allow you to leave. Since u have been a bad girl, expect being punished my princess."

My parents are possibly one of the most successful human sex traffickers in my home country. Which means they have plenty of people after them. That also means I grew up running with my parents from hiding place to hiding place to get away from Mafia's, Gang's, and the FBI. It was never a normal life and I always felt guilty. I was, after all, the reason my parents got into all of this. Until I met Magnus. His eyes were very captivating and burrowed deeply into my own eyes. And when he made his way over to me that day, I sensed a lot of things were coming to me. I just wasn't ready for the secrets I was oblivious to, to be revealed. ___________________________________________ M a g n u s But my mind traveled back to the boy I saw. His hair was dark, black and his eyes were shockingly purple. His skin was pale but his lips were plump and a light pink. I would do anything to see them wrapped around my- The elevator dinged and I slowly turned to look as the doors opened. My lips pressed together as the same boy stepped inside. "Finally you're back, what took you so long darling?" Claire chimed from behind me and I instantly groaned. Well, damn. "So this is the famous Esmeralda," I droned out staring him. He froze once our eyes locked and I could help but smirk a bit. He definitely amused me.

Novella has been mine from the moment I laid my eyes on her. I always kept watch, biding my time, waiting for the right moment to claim her. Finding her unconscious, covered in blood on the bathroom floor of her home is where I draw the line though. Watching is over. It's time to claim her. And while I claim her, I'll hunt down the man who touched her and make him pay. He'll be the first example of what happens to anyone who touches my woman.

Ever since the day I sent Max home from work because I thought he was slacking, only to find out he was suffering from a migraine, I've been unable to stay away from him. He's sweet, a little shy, and he's so eager to please. When we're in a meeting together and he fails to tell me he's suffering from yet another migraine and almost passes out from the pain, our whirlwind romance begins. I want to take care of him as badly as I need to take my next breath. But Max is hiding a lot of secrets--dangerous secrets. He's in desperate need of protection. And my obsession with him makes me the perfect man for the job.