To save her dying mother's life, innocent and untouched 23-year-old Elena Sinclair makes a deal with the devil himself - Damien Blackwood, the cold, ruthless billionaire known as the Beast. For one billion dollars and her mother's full medical treatment, Elena agrees to become his personal possession for one entire year. She must live in his luxurious Manhattan penthouse, obey his every command, and surrender her body to him whenever, however, and as roughly as he demands. No emotions. No escape. Just complete submission. On their very first night, Damien claims her virginity without mercy. He fucks her hard and deep on his massive bed, using her innocent body for his pleasure until she's screaming, shaking, and addicted to the pain and ecstasy only he can give her. Weeks later, Elena discovers she's pregnant with the Beast's child. Now trapped as his pregnant sex toy, Elena finds herself craving the very man who owns her. Damien's obsession grows darker and filthier with every passing day. He becomes even more possessive, fucking her harder now that her belly is swelling with his baby - bending her over every surface in the penthouse, filling her again and again, growling dirty words in her ear as he claims her pregnant body. She's no longer just his possession. She's carrying the child of the man who ruins her every night... and she's starting to love being completely owned by the Billionaire Beast. Warning: This is a dark +18 erotica romance. Contains explicit sexual content, rough dominance, breeding kink, pregnancy sex, dirty talk, power imbalance, and intense adult themes.

He loved his wife in a way that felt rare even to those who saw them-quiet, deep, and unwavering. She was his home, his calm, the reason his world felt complete. When she became pregnant, he was filled with both joy and fear. The pregnancy was difficult; every day seemed like a battle she fought with a tired smile, reassuring him even when she was the one in pain. He stayed by her side through it all, holding onto hope. The day their daughter was born should have been the happiest of his life. For a brief moment, it was-he saw a part of her live on in the tiny, fragile child. But fate was cruel. Not long after giving birth, his wife slipped away, leaving behind silence where laughter once lived. Grief consumed him, but it twisted into something darker. Every time he looked at his daughter, he saw echoes of the woman he lost-the same eyes, the same softness-and instead of comfort, it brought him pain. Somewhere in his broken heart, he began to believe that the child had taken his wife away, that the difficult pregnancy and the birth had cost him everything. He never said it aloud, but the thought lingered, growing heavier with time. Love for his wife remained untouched, eternal... but his heart, unable to bear the loss, struggled to find space for the innocent life she had left behind.

[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy

Three years. One contract. One rule: Don't fall in love. At twenty-one, Coco is already exhausted by life-burnt out by expectations, betrayal, and the constant ache of pretending she's okay. Love feels pointless. Trust feels dangerous. Survival is the only thing she's good at anymore. Then she signs the contract. Dhruv Oberoi has just turned eighteen. An orphan. An heir. A name whispered with fear. Raised within the shadows of a brutal underworld empire, Dhruv was born into violence he never chose. Cold, controlled, and impossible to read, he wears cruelty like armor while silently drowning beneath the weight of a legacy built on power and blood. When his ruthless grandfather, Mr. Hunt, forces him into a contract relationship to protect the family image, Coco becomes another move in a dangerous game. Three years together. Public appearances. Perfect lies. No attachments. Simple. Until it stops feeling fake. Because Coco begins to see the boy hidden beneath Dhruv's sharp edges-the loneliness, the rage, the grief he buries so deeply it threatens to consume him. And Dhruv, despite every instinct warning him otherwise, becomes addicted to the one woman who refuses to fear him. She is older, sharper, harder to break. He is younger, but carries darkness far beyond his years. With Thomson-Dhruv's fiercely loyal guardian-trying desperately to keep everything from collapsing, the line between duty and desire begins to blur. In a world ruled by power, secrets, and violence, love is not salvation. It is destruction wearing beautiful clothes.

She was trained to destroy him. He was born to ruin her. A marriage signed in blood. A love born from hatred. And a war no one saw coming. Liora Larsen was raised behind cold walls and colder lies sculpted into a weapon by her father to infiltrate, seduce, and ultimately destroy the Jeon empire from the inside. Her mission: marry Jeon Jungkook, the most feared mafia king in Seoul... and dismantle his world piece by piece. But Jungkook is not just a criminal. He's a devil in a suit. Ruthless. Brilliant. Unforgiving. And the moment she becomes his wife, she learns one brutal truth This marriage isn't to stop a war. It's to start one. What begins as a power play turns into a dangerous obsession. Secrets are traded like bullets. Desire becomes the most fatal weapon of all. And when the lines between love and hate blur into blood, they'll have to ask themselves the one question neither is ready to face: What if your worst enemy is the only person who ever truly saw you? ⚠️ Trigger Warnings: This story contains mature content including violence, emotional manipulation, trauma, obsessive behavior, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is advised. S T A R T E D O N : 17th MAY

"Be a good boy, Ares, and just follow my lead." His chest rose up rapidly, taking his hands into mine and placing them on my waist. Feeling him begin to grow hard and the pool of wetness between my legs ached my soul. I needed him now. A piece of his hair fell on his forehead, his thumbs moved in circular motion as I rocked my hips back and forth, holding onto his shoulders for support. I unbuttoned his shirt, revealing more of his toned chest; I was practically salivating at this sight. It was obvious that he was going to the gym, even just by looking at his arms you could tell. This man was pure perfection, and I was pure seduction. "W-we shouldn't be doing this," his voice was breathless and ragged. My back arched because of the growing sensation I was feeling; he dipped his head between my neck, placing light kisses. I fist his hair as my jaw drops; my panties are drenched. "We should, we had a deal." _____ Violet Gray was a sophomore in college and failing her classes. With her growing popularity due to her looks and partying every night, Violet had completely forgotten the true reason for being in school. She had two options: get kicked out of college or find a tutor. Violet didn't want either; she was embarrassed to be kicked out. Ares Meadows was the epitome of smart and talented; his grades were all straight A's. He didn't have time to party nor focus solely on his looks and popularity. Ares was a nerd with even more nerdy friends, but the way he looked distracted everyone from the fact that he was a nerd. But nobody wants an inexperienced man.

𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥'𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫? Holly Versace never took anything seriously in life. But when her grades go down and her position as the cheerleading captain is threatened, she needs to find a tutor to help her get that grade that'll save her from losing her dream. Castle wants nothing to do with Holly, but the more he tries to avoid her, the more she seems determined to get involved in his life. "She's a heartbreaker without rue." ❃ Contains sensitive topics and excessive swearing ❃ #1 in highschoolromance #1 in goodboy #1 in funny #1 in badgirlgoodboy #1 in nerd

Madelynn Hutson "I'll Fuck Whoever, Whenever and Where ever I want", determination rang clear in her voice. According to Madelynn, Sex is a necessity and guns. She did not have a hard time in choosing her partners to satisfy her sexual frustration. Not until her parents literally 'ship' her across the continent to attend SkyLane Boarding High School where all the 'Fun' are an absolute no-no. To add on her problem, as soon as she meets the school prodigy that have zero sexual experience with a catholic background - her desire directed to him alone. Yes, Lorenzo Romanov. The second in line heir to the SkyLane Boarding High School which hold a secret that might help her achieve her goal. Lorenzo Romanov "Please Madelynn, I need you to-", Enzo halted to let out a painfully pleasure groan. Since three years ago, Lorenzo had always remind himself to always steer away from any sinful act. He didn't have any problem so far but not until Madelynn grace her present into his life and crash any believe he hadThe status of this novel is 'ONGOING'. Please be patient, it may take up to 1-3 months between each chapter. If you can't wait that long then I suggest carefully build. The attraction are immediate and he is eager to learn the act of sinning from the so called 'innocent' temptress and do almost anything to please her. Though, Lorenzo hold a dark sercret, but not all secret can be keep hidden forever, sometimes it only take a single turn of event to cause the shadow to consume him and drag him back to his past. Start: 27th March 2022 End: 22nd April 2026

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

Rosalie wants more than boring hookups-she wants fire. Enter Reed, a cocky frat boy with a secret, and a plan to give her exactly what she craves. ౨ৎ Rosalie is tired of boring, vanilla hookups. Who can match her freak? Enter Reed Hurst, the cocky frat boy quarterback, who thinks he can give Rosalie what she wants. When their worlds collide at a frat party, sparks fly-but Reed's got a secret. He's not just after her for fun. There's a reason why he knows exactly what she wants and needs-and he's not backing down. One thing's for sure: this game of push and pull is just getting started. The tension is sizzling, the stakes are high, and in a world of cocky jocks, frat boys, sorority girls, drama, and endless parties, Rosalie might just have to throw caution to the wind. But can she handle the rush of it all?