In which a teenage girl sets her sights on the mafia don, and innocently seduces him. . . . . . . . . . . She gets what she wants because no one dares to refuse the Principessa. But when they can't give her the one thing she wants, she gets it herself. . . . . . . . . . . 19 year old Giana is beautiful, sweet and convey's innocence. Giana is also bratty, spoiled and manipulative. What happens when she's sent to live with La Famigilia after her own family dies? She craves the one man she can't have. The man that is to take care of her. The man that will always give her what she wants, yet the same man that tells her she can't have him. But like the brat she is, she doesn't listen. . . . . . . . . . . - Forbidden romance - Age gap - Dark mafia romance - Explicit sexual content Highest Ranks #1 in Spoiled #1 in Seduction #1 in SpoiledBrat

Phoebe Marlowe has spent her life trying not to be noticed- soft, timid, gentle to the bone. But softness has no place in New York's criminal underworld. When her grieving father signs a fatal contract with the Valenti crime syndicate, Phoebe becomes the debt. At eighteen, she is handed over as the unwilling bride of Romeo Valenti- the cold, ruthless heir to an empire built on blood, fear, and obedience. Romeo doesn't want a wife. He wants nothing to do with the fragile girl who flinches when he enters a room. Yet the moment she steps into his world of marble floors and locked doors, Phoebe becomes a liability he can't ignore-and a weakness he never wanted. She breaks rules she doesn't understand. He punishes a girl who can barely lift her eyes. She cries through dinner etiquette lessons. He threatens to kill anyone who makes her cry again. And when she tries to run, he hunts her. But the deeper Phoebe sinks into the Valenti world, the more she sees its truest monster- Dorian Valenti, Romeo's father, a kingpin who uses people like weapons and cages girls like pets.

She was the price of a debt. He was the devil collecting it. Sofia Murphy lives in a world of color and quiet-a life spent painting soft dreams and hiding from sharp truths. But when her father signs her away to settle a blood debt, she's thrust into the arms of a monster wrapped in a tailored suit. Alessandro Lombardi is a king among criminals. Feared. Worshipped. Deadlier than the sins that built his empire. He doesn't ask for a wife. He takes one. In his world, vows are shackles. Kisses are claims. And love? Love is just another weapon. Sofia is everything he's not-sweet, untouched, innocent, a light he was never meant to hold. But now that he has her, he won't let go. Not when she trembles under his touch. Not when she flinches at his darkness. Not even if she wants to run. Because Alessandro doesn't chase. He hunts. He craves her obedience. Worships her purity. And if she ever thinks of running? He'll track her down with a smile, chain her to his bed, and remind her-slowly, ruthlessly-who owns her body. And who owns her soul. He didn't just marry her. He branded her. And in this house? There's no escape. Only surrender. And if the world dares come between them? He'll burn it to the ground-just to watch her smile in the ashes.

You've been classified. Red. White. Blue. Pink. Dominant. Submissive. Caregiver. Little. Everyone fits. Everyone plays their part- except her. Talia Hale enters the Harmony System as a statistical impossibility. Sixty-four percent Little, thirty-six percent Submissive- a dual-signature so rare the system hasn't recorded one in years. Too soft for a standard Dominant, too volatile for a standard Caregiver. Too much and not enough for anyone the academy has ever trained. A mismatch. A rule-breaker. An exception. Until him. Rowan Rhys- the academy's most feared instructor, dual-classified Dominant and Caregiver. Red and Blue. Precision carved into a man. Cold as silence, controlled as a pulse held beneath a thumb. Untouchable. Unshakable. Unmatched. Until her. "I'd kill gods for you," he tells her one night. "And kneel in the same breath." She doesn't know what to call the way he looks at her. He doesn't know what to do with the way she needs him. And still, they reach for each other. ♡♡♡ #1 in shy #1 in praise #1 in daddydom #1 in softgirl #1 in lightddlg ♡♡♡

When young werewolf Clara meets her mate, Alpha Dylan, at a club one night, she is told that the gorgeous but standoffish man "doesn't do mates." Even more complicated? Dylan has been invited to live on her pack grounds by Clara's own Alpha so that he can train their fighters. As Clara and Dylan grow closer, despite having to hide the fact that they are mates, danger slowly begins lurking in the shadows. Because not only have she and her family been receiving mysterious phone calls from an anonymous stalker who seems to know who and where they are, but Clara's own Alpha is slowly turning against her for reasons she can't control. As she wrestles with enemies from both outside and within, Clara's future position as Luna will be tested at every turn. And if she and Dylan can't find a way to fix their packs' problems, their future could be over before it even begins.

"Just let me take care of you," Alexander says as his hand moves across my thigh, his legs holding me in place on the couch. "I can't, it's too much-" I go to move his hand, but another set of hands stop mine. The rings and veins make it obvious who it is. "Enzo, please," I whine quietly. "Be a good girl and sit still. You need a release, baby. Do you want us to make you cum, or Vince?" It was then that I look over to the armchair in the corner, a silent set of eyes sweeping along my body before raising to my eyes. Vince. _________________________________ Ellie Taylor was strong. A 20-year-old college student with two full time jobs and being forced to take care of her younger brother, Eddie, it was fair to say that she was exhausted. She needed someone to take care of her, but would she let anyone in long enough to take control? The A.V.E Brothers. Not actually brothers, but business partners and friends. Alexander Marcello, the professor. Enzo Romano, the CEO. Vince Grey, the Bodyguard. They were bored of their easy and lonely lifestyle, and needed to have a challenge; something new. They craved control. Would they be able to keep someone around long enough to relinquish their control?

What happens when someone with a very high IQ has the kind of curiosity that killed the cat?... Tianna Blair is a problem. Little Tia is an even bigger problem. She talks back. She breaks rules. She takes up space she wasn't invited into. When she lands in a house that already has its own balance, everything goes wrong fast. Elias Sorinas runs a government-owned behavioral facility in a city that believes in control, compliance, and systems that look humane on paper. He's spent years enforcing structure, and believing in mechanisms that fix people - or at least contain them. Rossi Romano knows ink. That's pretty much it. Tia doesn't want help. Elias doesn't plan on getting attached. Rossi doesn't plan on caring. They all fail. ‎ꫂ᭪݁‎ꫂ᭪݁‎ꫂ᭪݁ Age regression story with an MMF relationship. Updates will be daily. Enjoy <3

Lilith Johnson-to the world, she is perfect. An A+ student, cheer captain of her high school, and born into wealth, she is the girl everyone wants to be. But beneath the flawless façade, she is drowning. Struggling with an eating disorder she refuses to acknowledge, she hides her pain behind a mask of perfection. No one sees the cracks. No one suspects a thing. Then there's Zain Tucker-her brother Eli's best friend. Once, Zain and Lilith were inseparable, but everything changed after one fateful incident. He began to hate her, and in turn, the friendship between her and Eli crumbled. As Eli rebelled against their parents' expectations, Lilith remained the golden child, only widening the gap between them. Zain despised her for it. His parents never stopped comparing him to her, always saying, Be more like Lilith. And so, he did the only thing he could-he resented her with everything he had. But what happens when he realizes she's not as perfect as he always believed? And what happens when Lilith can no longer keep up the act?

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.

He's cold and cruel. She's sweet and selfless. They're hardly a match made in heaven. After all, the devil doesn't belong with an angel. But fate seems to choose otherwise.