(DISCOUTINUED.) 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌, 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒇, 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒕. 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉.

In a world where power and control reign, Isabella Russo's life is forever altered when her family arranges her marriage to the ruthless Don of the Romano mafia, Vincenzo. Cold, calculating, and possessive, Vincenzo never believed in love-only power. But as his world collides with Isabella's fiery spirit, their marriage becomes a dangerous game of control, passion, and betrayal. As the walls between them begin to collapse, their connection spirals into something neither of them can control. Isabella must navigate the deadly world of the mafia and the dangerous pull toward the man she swore to hate. And Enzo? He'll stop at nothing to claim her-body and soul, making sure she's underneath his rule in every way. ........................... #1 in enemieswithbenefits #1 in matureaudience #1 in Italian

"Are you gonna admit you like this yet?" "No!" I yelled, kicking my legs out at him. He smiled and leaned forward, catching my ankle as I froze. "Don't worry, baby. I'm going to worship your body like the innocent little thing you are, completely corrupting you before you can even think. "By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be screaming my name and begging me to let you cum. That said... "IF YOU CAN EVEN LAST A SECOND OF THIS." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emily Wolfe is the exact definition of innocent. Not necessarily in the childish sense, but her curiosity can sometimes be untamed. She developed insomnia from her father, Asher, and every night takes medications that make her a little crazy before she sleeps. And she remembers a man that always comes into her room just before she sleeps... her comfort character. But he's more than just imaginary. He's real. But being stalked is in the back of her mind, because she's been researching the death of her aunt after she'd been kidnapped... and all of it leveled back to a circus. Though... she could feel him watching her, but every time she looked, he was gone. He's gotten good at hiding. And even better at plotting.

TW!!! Stalking! Obsession! Toxic! But all consensual! After Blade served 6 years for 2 charges, aggravated assault, and battery. Getting out at 25 for "good behavior" landed him at an old pub he used to go to. Spotting a sweet blonde, he's curious with who she's with and why she was... too nice for her own good. Even the innocent angels are slightly tainted. But this one is oblivious. This was the first encounter of many to come. How will this criminal slide in the heart of the innocent? Or will she become as tainted as he?

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ - Read at your own risk. Two contrasting worlds. One deadly secret. Ember Reynolds is a beacon of light-yet her every step is shadowed by the ghosts of a past she can't out run. Desperate to break free from a life she never chose, she feels the grip of something far darker closing in. Surrender isn't in her nature, but she wields a dangerous gift, the power to make anyone fall under her spell. Kaelin Ashford is a notorious assassin, born from blood and betrayal, a man who has embraced the abyss as home. Assigned to kill her, he should have been her executioner-instead, he became her obsession... and her fate. But what is it about Ember that pulls a devil to his knees? Light meets darkness. Predator meets temptation. And when the truth finally comes to light, it may destroy them both.

"You'll learn to love the way I destroy you." ~~~~ "Stop squirming." "You're too big!" I cried, shifting. His length drilled into me, pressing in all the right place. "You say that like it's a bad thing," he responded in amusement. I glared up at him. "You're going to tear me apart!" "Oh, baby girl..." he learned forward, "that's been my plan all along. "Now sit still while I ruin you." ~~~~ I thought this place was haunted... the house I moved into. The rickety walls, the broken floors, the dusty air. I managed to clean it, but... But then there's a man in the mirror. I walk down the hall, and he's there, haunting me, watching me, playing with me. A ghost. This house was haunted. But little did I know... that he wasn't a ghost at all. No, he was very real. THEY were very real. And their plan to corrupt me had been set in place the moment I set foot in this house.

READ THE SEQUEL ONYX OUT NOW Nova Kane's life began in darkness, found as a baby by six vampires who raised her as their own. They taught her the ways of the world-how to survive, how to thrive-and how to let music save her. As she grew older, though, Nova rebelled against the rules, discovering a fiery passion for the rock 'n' roll life her family embraced, though they only wanted to protect her from the unsafe situations it often led to. But as the years went on, her bond with the six men who had always been there for her deepened into something more. Their possessiveness grew alongside their love, and as they helped her rise to stardom, the line between family and something else began to blur. 🏅#1 Polyamory 22/04/2025 🏅#3 Muse 24/04/2025 🏅#1 fyp 27/04/2025 🏅#1 Vampire romance 26/04/2025 🏅#1 BDSM relationship 02/05/2025

~ Say our group name" he demands, his voice deep in her ear. "Enhypen" she answers "and what are we" Lily paused, gasping when she figures it out. Sunghoon's face is back in front of hers. He smiles devilishly, eyes going full black as fangs pop out of his mouth. "Vampires" Lily gasps. Sunghoon lunges forward, covering her mouth with his hand. Muffling her scream as he sunk his teeth into her neck. ~ Mostly Sunghoon romance but all members play a fun part in Lily's story. Enhypen are exactly who they say they are, vampires. They make us believe it's all an act by hiding in plain sight. The perfect way to feed on defenseless humans. This is a ~smutty~ story This is a (dark?) romance story, COMPLETELY fiction. I love vampires and I love Enhypen. Lily is the mc. I portray her thoughts using italics. Rankings #1 SUNGHOONPARK (07/11/26) #11 BIAS (07/11/26)

"𝐈𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 , 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 " ___________________________________________ "Why am I so special to you? ", he looked at her in mild disbelief, his gaze drinking in her every moment as if etching them to his heart " You are precious, Angel. And the fact that you are mine makes you even more irresistible for me", he cupped her face, pecking her forehead before engulfing in his embrace. "What if I-i break your trust ? ", She slowly whispered , unsure if it was right to ask him that mere thing even in casualty. His grip immediately tightened around her petite figure, fingers pressing on her waist as if staking his claim over her, " You won't and if you did, we'll find out what to do with you". He husked in her ear, though he didn't revealed what he would do, but his grip around her told her everything she needed to know.

Without warning, I reached down and gave her ass a hard smack. "That's for spray painting my car," I said. Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip, trying to suppress a smile. "You're such a caveman." "Caveman? How about this?" I said, smacking her ass again, harder this time. She moaned, and I could feel her responding to me, her body betraying her defiance. 𝐄𝐒𝐌𝐄 I was raised to be perfect. The golden girl. The Kensington princess. Sheltered. Untouched. A good girl with a silver spoon and a diamond crown. But then there's 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧. My stepbrother. My brother's enemy. A man carved from sin, wrapped in arrogance, and dipped in ink. He doesn't ask. He takes. He doesn't chase. He owns. And when he touches me? It's not gentle. It's filthy. It's wrong. I should run. I should hate him. But when he says my name, low and dark, I don't think about stopping. I think about how deep I can fall. Because Caleb isn't just my first sin. He's the one I'll never escape. 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐁 She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. And I was the bastard here to tarnish it. 𝐄𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐚 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧. Mummy's little princess. The golden girl. The one thing in this world I was never supposed to touch. But I don't follow rules. I break them. And Esme? She was made to be ruined. Soft lips. Delicate curves. A body that begs for my hands. She's innocent, but not with me. I'm dragging her into the dark, making her dirty, making her mine. She thinks she can survive me. Thinks she can walk away untouched. But Esmeralda? She belongs to me. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘙𝘢𝘸 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵.