Maison has spent most of her life living a lie, alone and running. Running from a past that seems to follow her everywhere she goes, even in her dreams. A girl who had to start from square one at a very young age, with no one but her best friend and cat by her side. When news spreads in the city of a secret she tried to keep buried, she packs her life up and does what she does best. Run. Anywhere, and preferably something small. Moving to a new town means newfound friendships, places to spend your time, and even new romantic interests. But when she stumbles upon Wisteria cove, she searches for a place to stay, falling no where else, but in a house with two men. Dominant, best friends, and beautiful, River and Larson are the kind of men who don't take no for an answer, and when they want something... they get it. Men who have secrets of their own, secrets that could do more harm, than good. With already having all the trauma and pain in her past, it's probably best if she stays away... The only question is if they'll let her... and if she wants to. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 for younger me, who wanted to be his first choice. 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 BOOK 1 ♡ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ COMPLETED. ♡ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car) The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed. Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults. I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?) The color drained from their faces, and they scattered. Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched. There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a dirty, torn t-shirt. ♡♡︎♡︎ A small, naive girl with no shelter. A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?

"WE NEED TO FUCKING CATCH HIM!" the bastard running behind me, yelled to his partner. It was was the middle of the night, I was running away, not caring about anything but getting myself out of this mess. I turned left and kept running as fast as I could, I've never been in this neighbourhood before. I looked around searching for any escape when I spotted an open window, fuck yeah. It was a bit high but I could manage. I climbed one of the trees close enough to the window and got in, It was a dark room, I looked around and almost choke on my own saliva from the shock. A little girl was sleeping peacefully on her small bed... ♡♡︎♡︎ She was the quiet girl, a nobody. He was the opposite a criminal, a well known one...He saw her just once and couldn't get her out of his mind.

✦❧✦ CONTENT WARNING ✦❧✦ This story contains mature themes intended for adult readers, including: ✦ explicit language ✦ consensual adult intimacy ✦ caregiver‑style power‑exchange dynamics ✦ BDSM‑coded interactions ✦ dominant/submissive relationship structures ✦ "Master" title usage within a consensual context ✦ emotional intensity and psychological themes If you enjoy dark romance, structured dynamics, and emotionally layered power‑exchange, this story may resonate with you. If these themes are not your preference, please read with care. ✦ ✧ ✦ Kalia's life shatters the night her ex decides he's done with her - and hands her over to another dominant man she barely knows. What should have been the worst moment of her life becomes the beginning of something she never expected. Alexander is nothing like Clark. He's patient where Clark was cruel, steady where Clark was selfish, and far more dangerous than he ever lets on. And then there's Viktor - Alexander's closest friend, just as commanding, just as magnetic, and just as drawn to her. Two men who don't share each other... but share her. Two different kinds of dominance. One girl caught between them - or maybe finally, finally held. As Kalia learns their rules, their rhythms, and the safety she never knew she needed, she discovers a truth she can't ignore: She wasn't given away. She was found. A dark, emotional, reverse‑harem romance about healing, trust, and the kind of devotion that rewrites a life. ✦ dual doms ✦ one girl, two masters ✦ slow‑burn intensity ✦ emotional depth ✦ power‑exchange dynamics ✦ found‑family softness wrapped in danger

Seventeen-year-old Aveline survives by being small and obedient....until the people meant to protect her fail completely. When her carefully controlled world collapses, two women step in and offer her something unfamiliar: safety, comfort, and love. **Content Warning** This book contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including: * Child abuse (physical and emotional) * Child neglect and starvation * Domestic violence * Trauma and PTSD responses * Panic attacks and anxiety * Emotional manipulation and verbal abuse The story focuses on recovery, safety, and healing, but readers are encouraged to proceed with care and prioritize their well-being.

In the heart of Castle Dimitrescu, where marble halls echo with secrets and blood, a child stumbles into the arms of monsters. Zoya-small, silent, shattered-regresses into infancy to survive the weight of her trauma, unknowingly awakening something long buried behind the castle's sealed wing. Alcina Dimitrescu, a towering matriarch carved from elegance and death, is unprepared for the pull of motherhood that rises within her. As she nurses the broken girl back to life, shadows begin to stir-shadows with memories, grief, and rage sharper than any fang, something ancient, monstrous, and mourning will not rest until it is whole again. But in this house of blood and lullabies, no one leaves untouched-by love or by claw. THERE IS NO SEXUAL RELATIONSHIP WITH THE PROTAGONIST IN THIS BOOK, MY CHARACTER IN THIS BOOK IS UNDER 18 ‼️‼️

It's been two months since Lucy was saved after she was kidnapped by her stepfather and his friend. Lucy started going to school, and she is enjoying living with her brothers. But what happens when one of her brothers brings home a girlfriend? Will she accept Lucy? Will Lucy like her? Will Lucy's relationship with her brothers stay the same?

She was trained to never show weakness. But now, she's learning how to be small-with someone who refuses to let her face it alone. After years of survival and silence, Natasha Romanoff is unraveling behind the closed doors of the Avengers Tower. Haunted by her past and overwhelmed by a present she can't quite control, she finds herself slipping into something unexpected: a quiet, fragile state of regression. It's not a mission. It's not a plan. It's just... safer to feel small. Wanda Maximoff notices the signs-the accidents, the nightmares, the way Natasha flinches from kindness-and makes a choice: to stay, to care, and to gently offer the one thing Natasha has never known-unconditional comfort. Set against the backdrop of found family, quiet mornings, and whispered promises, this slow-burn Avengers fanfiction explores age regression, emotional healing, and the bond between two women discovering what it means to be safe, seen, and loved-even in the smallest of ways.

[COMPLETED] Emma and Ryan, 10-year-old twins, have been orphans since birth. They have a painful history of abuse and neglect in former homes. Ryan is an open book, while Emma is very shy and closed off. Though they are like day and night, their bond is unbreakable. Scarlett, single and having given up hope on finding the right partner, is looking into adoption. When she comes across the twins, she instantly falls in love with them.