this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.

" you were just begging me to stop now you want more because it feels good doesn't it?" " yes sir." I sniffled. " no, you will take what I give you." " now I'm going to fuck your mouth and you going down be begging to swallow my cum because that's all you are, my little cum slut, aren't you?" He squeezed my throat tightly. " yes sir, I'm your cum slut." He ripped my blindfold off and I first saw him smirking and undoing his jeans. " that's my good girl." Nova Jane a 21-year-old college student comes across this website one night with her best friend. A drunken mistake leads her to a letter saying she's been accepted to one of the top BDSM clubs in New York City. RATINGS 🥇 #1 - praise (9/29/21) #3 BDSM (10/15/21) #3 kinks (1/13/22) #1 degrading (1/13/22) #13 submissive (1/13/22) #1 bdsmclub (9/28/24) Cover by @Iamawriterlol

One innocent girl. Three dangerous men.

"I could kill you," he grins holding the gun to my temple. "I wouldn't be scared," I reminded him. He trails the gun under my chin lifting it, allowing me to look him in the eyes. "No one would know you were murdered by me," he continues making me smile. "I think I might have a gun kink;" I tell him while holding eye contact. "Fuck," he mutters as he smashes his lip onto mine, •••• The crimson colour pools beneath me as I let him twist the dagger that had been living in my heart since the day we had met. Sometimes we settle for the love we think we deserve only because are parents didn't portray it better therefore we think the bare minimum is over the top. ••••

"You will tell me everything I want to know beautiful," He whispered and bit the soft flesh near my neck. "Go fuck yourself," I said in a breathy voice, unable to resist the flames his touch lit inside me. He chuckled darkly and a sly smirk decorated his handsome face. "Why would I do that when I can fuck you instead, baby?" He replied and used his large, rough hand to pinch my nipple through his thin black shirt. Holy moly! ✧･✧･✧･✧･✧･✧ |𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐕𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞| a young woman who was chased by her demons and her past. She was supposed to be a queen with cuffs and chains tied around her, but she refused this fate and kept on running. Even after so many hardships and pain, she is still unbroken but is it the real truth? |𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐃𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬| a ruthless, powerful, multi-billionaire and one of the biggest and most feared men in the underworld. He was a merciless king, a ruthless ruler, and a great fighter. He wanted to see the downfall of his only rival and now he had found a way to do so. What will happen when their paths meet? Will there be fireworks or explosions? _________ ❦ _________ Happy reading♡ Mature 🔞

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

"I want you to sit on my lap." He swallows hard. I nod, my fingers digging into his broad shoulders. I shouldn't be doing this in front of everyone. There are people watching. I need the cash desperately. I bring my shaky knee between his wide thighs and sit on his lap. He leans back, staring intensely. His eyes give nothing away. Then, his arms move down and rest on my thighs. My lips part in a silent "oh" at the warmth of his tattooed hand. Without warning, he slides his hand around my lush a*ss and jerks me forward in one hard move, my pvssy ending up right against his bulging c0ck. I suck in a harsh breath, biting the inside of my cheek to hold back a møan, my hands on his shoulders, my t¡ts an inch from his sinful mouth. He groans, "Dance." ••• Alexa Davis is desperate,kicked on the street with no where to go,she walk into the strip club looking for a job. As a cocktail waitress,she's only suppose to serve drinks but when a hot stranger with piercing blue eyes flashed her a cash,how can she turn it down? As a Russian mafia boss and the owner of the strip club and gambling gardens, Mikhail Marco was a man with no emotions. He wants the young dark haired and he gets whatever he wants. "Rule 1; You're not allowed to fall for me. My heart belongs to another." She nods, " I won't." "Good,now strip". Another bang🔥 📌Rules are meant to be broken aren't they 😁 🔞strictly explicit from episode 1 till end... You've been warned .. NOTE; The cover is not mine

TW This story is under EXTREME EDITING!!! Dark, cold, emotionless, Ruthless, is what you'd expect from Killian Lorenzo. With one look you can be six feet underground, he hates most people he comes into contact with letting them know straight off the bat. ruthless self doesn't let him get close to anyone... But meeting a certain girl who abruptly comes into his life, he can't seem to phantom the thought that she has more to her than what she leads on, a darkness behind her Eyes possibly darker than his. His once serious strict rules of not becoming close to anyone immediately breaks in the hands of her. He finds himself annoyed and frustrated with everything she does. But they somehow keep coming into each others lives, and maybe just maybe she is as broken as him-possibly more Unedited ---------

"Please let go of me" "Never, I will never let go of you. You belong with me. Forever" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Anitta Raynott had a dark past that nobody knew. She hid herself from the world, change her appearance and coaxed her life with lies. Anita was broken and had lost faith in life. But she couldn't give up now, she had a sister in the hospital to care for. She needed the money to save her little sister She believed that she would never get a normal and happy life again, not until she met Jared Dimitriou and became his fake girlfriend. Jared Dimitrou was a dangerous man, nobody had ever defied and lied to him before. He was not a person to mess with, he was ruthless and mean in business and his personal life. His mom demanded him to find a girlfriend on his 25th birthday but he was helpless but to put up a temporary assistant position where he found Anitta. He didn't think she would drive him to sanity and leave him chasing after her. He would have his own ways to get her, control her and make her love him. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MATURE CONTENT: PLEASE CONSIDER BEFORE READING THIS BOOK SINCE SOME SCENES WOULD BE ONLY APPROPRIATE FOR 18+ AND ADULTS. ***THE STORY IS GOING UNDER MAJOR RECONSTRUCTION AND MAJOR EDITING***

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."