"You are mine!" He roars. "I will do whatever it takes to make you know that. Whether it means I lock you up in a prison and throw away the key." Footsteps come rushing into the dining room, and I turn to see multiple men--guards I suppose, flanking one another. Each of their hands rest on things within their jackets. Which i can only guess are guns. What else would they be? He waves them off and stalks towards me, standing behind my chair. I try to turn my head to look behind me, at him, but his hands move to the sides of my face, stopping me. "I can give you the world Mia. I am no fool. I know that love takes time, and I will give you as much as it takes. But you are mine." He says so calmly. -------------------------- When Mia Jones, a College student from Australia with a mysterious past is offered the opportunity to work as a translator for a man she had never heard of in New York City, she had assumed it would be a normal job, little did she know it would be the end of her freedom. Matteo Giovanni is the most feared Mafia leader in New York, and the whole country, heir to the Italian Mafia, he is used to getting what he wants. And when he sees Mia walk into his office for a job interview, he knows he wants her. She is his light, and he is her darkness. Will Mia ever be able to escape Matteo and the Mafia, or will she fall in love before she can stop herself? WARNING: Within this story there is coarse language, themes and violence. ______________________ #1 in Romance 29/10/2020 ----------------------------------- Began: 21/08/2020 Completed: 13/01/2021

"Who are you? And what are you doing in my bathroom?" She asked, stepping back until her back hit the cold wall. He smirked, his gaze roaming over her body, His hand moved to her waist, his touch possessive as he held her in a tight grip. "Who are you?" She asked, her hands reaching up to remove his mask, but he held her hands and shook his head. "Why are you stalking me?" She asked again, He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, his grip tight and possessive. "You like it, don't you darling? You like the feeling of being pursued." He moved his face to her ear, his breath hot on her skin. "Don't deny it, sweetheart." ........... Advait Singhania, A global heartthrob - An Enigmatic Rockstar. On the surface, he is charming, powerful, and talented. But in the shadows, he is her silent predator. Saisha Mehra, a fiercely independent Indian fashion photographer, who does global photoshoots for famous celebrities. She is bold and unapologetically honest. ............ GENRE - Dark Romance {18+} {THEMES AND TROPES} • obsession • cat and dog dynamic • strong, bold female lead • Dominant male lead • Dark pasts and emotional scars Setting : London - India .............. Words count - 76,670 .............. Started on - May 24, 2025 Completed on - Jan 14, 2026 ............... Pictures - pinterest {credits to the rightful owners}

All it took was one moment for everything to change. One moment and three dangerous men who emanated equal parts pleasure and pain. Following her father's disappearance, Madelyn Adams takes her travels to New York in pursuit of an unlikely yet desperately needed lead. However, when she soon finds herself witness to murder, everything becomes so much more complex. A "gunshot to the head" was what she relayed to responding officers, yet after a suspiciously brief investigation, results concluded not a single trace of evidence to support the committing of any crime, let alone one as messy as the casualty Madelyn described. No blood, no fingerprints. It was almost as though it never happened. Almost. If it weren't for the lingering memory of that low voice in her ear or the caress of his gloved hands on her body, she would've thought she'd hallucinated. Taken together, that should have been the most complicated part, but it wasn't. Instead, it was the three dangerous men who covered it up and caught interest in her in the process. ____ "I don't know how long it's going to take you to realize this sweetheart, but you belong to us." He says, yanking my head back so that his intense eyes meet mine. "You're ours to fuck, ours to love, and ours to claim in any way we want, isn't that right Madelyn?" "Mmm, yes Sir." "Well it seems to me like you need a reminder." He growls into my ear, before flipping my body to face him. "Now be a good girl and spread your legs. I want to taste what a needy little mess my words have made you." ____ Theirs to Claim is a full length, reverse harem novel with material that may be difficult for some readers. This book ends on a cliffhanger and is recommended for 18+.

Viyakhaya Rajput , cute ,curious and innocent girl, has always been hidden within the grand Rajput estate-a silent presence in a family of half-brothers and cousins who never truly saw her. She grew up alone, surrounded by wealth but starved of affection, longing to step beyond those gilded walls and feel the world outside. But when she finally dares to leave, it isn't freedom she finds-it's danger. Once unknown to the world, she suddenly becomes the perfect target for her half-brothers' enemies. A pawn in a game she never chose. A name whispered in the dark corners of revenge. But will the brothers who never cared suddenly protect the sister they ignored?Or will they let her face the world's cruelty alone? A story of hidden pain, silent strength, and a fate that even a palace cannot shield her from-this is the tale of a girl who was never meant to be seen. Ranking 1st#trauma(3/8/2025) 1st#half-sister(15/8/2025)

[ONGOING] I was just an ordinary girl, a broke college student hustling at a convenience store to pay for my nursing degree. One night, after clocking out from my glamorous life of stocking instant noodles, I got hit by a truck. My first thought? Finally. I could fulfill my dream of becoming the ultimate, iconic villainess. And wouldn't you know it, dreams do come true. I woke up as Rosalia Salvatore. The Mafia Princess. The Evil Bitch. The Crazy Villainess. From the reverse harem game "Trapped By My Captors", yes, that 18+ NSFW disaster with the kinkiest good ending and the bloodiest bad ending imaginable. Bloody hell, I didn't get isekai'd into a fluffy noble high school romance. No. I got yeeted into a dark mafia thirst-trap simulator. But guess what? I'm not your easy, doe-eyed heroine. If any of these "love interests" think they can kill me, I'll bite their heads off. Literally. Buckle up, boys. My wrath comes in heels, and it kicks hard. _______________________________________________________ Original Story A Transmigration Dark Romantic Comedy Vote for more chapters!!! (not my art on the cover)

[Ongoing] 18+ Novel - Reverse Harem She gave them everything. They gave her nothing. In the end, she died for men who never even wanted her. In her first life, she was the villainess fiancée who lived and breathed for three beautiful heirs-their shadow, their shield, their fool. She destroyed anyone who dared get close to them, certain they would one day be hers. But the truth was cruel: they adored someone else while she was left to rot in jealousy and despair. Scorned and humiliated, she ended her life with only one wish-never to love them again. But fate laughs at vows. Reborn to the past, she swears to live only for herself. No more chasing. No more begging. No more crawling for scraps of affection. This time, she will rise above them and when the time comes, she's ready to walk away forever. Except now... It's different. __________________________________ Book #3 of the I Became... Series. Can be read as a standalone. __________________________________ #1 in secondlife (27/08/25) #1 in player(01/09/25) #1 in villainess(01/09/25) #1 in yandere (31/08/25) #1 in mxmxmxf (31/08/25) #2 in strongfmc (31/08/25) #1 in secondlife (29/08/25) #2 in obsession (31/08/25) #5 in reincarnation (31/08/25) #5 in reverseharem (31/08/25) #3 in ceo (01/09/25) #6 in billionaire (01/09/25) #2 in transmigration (01/09/25)

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

The SECOND BOOK of Is it Series. But Ara- Ara was breaking. Not gently. Not quietly. She was coming apart in front of him, and the sight cut through him like a blade. Her knees buckled. Her magic cracked. Tremors ripped through her. A choking cough tore free, blood spilling past her lips. Her fingers twitched for air that wouldn't come. Darkness swallowed her vision. Nature demanded its price. And she-always the one who carried what no one else could-paid it alone. Until he moved. Silent. Deadly. Relentless. He caught her before the floor could. She fell into him with a shuddering breath-weightless, burning, breaking. Every inhale was a losing fight. His heart slammed. His control shattered. "No." The word hit the air like a command to fate itself. Panic-raw, ancient-surged up his spine. "Breathe." "Stay awake." "Don't leave me." "Not again." His grip tightened, desperate, the bond between them thrumming like a frantic heartbeat. Magic. Fear. Want. All tangled into one. Every instinct-demon, wolf, man, monster-rose to shield her, claim her, keep her. He lowered his head, breath brushing her temple, voice rough enough to bleed. "Ara... don't you dare fall." She sagged against him, breaths stuttering. His arms locked harder, as if the universe might try to tear her away. His dominance wrapped around her like fire. His arrogance collapsed into fear. Every truth stripped bare: She was his weakness. His want. His danger. His undoing. He dragged her closer, feeling each faint heartbeat slice into him. His breath shook against her skin. Everything inside him-instinct, power, soul-rose and wrapped around her, pulling her into the center of him, refusing to let go. Every thought. Every instinct. Every piece of him- coiled around her.

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