We all have hidden desires that lie dormant within us, waiting to be awakened by the right touch. In the blood-stained era of ancient Rome, where emperors feast on suffering, Aelia struggles against Lucius' possessive hold. Though she is forced to bear his claiming marks, her essence remains untamed, refusing the submission her shackles demand. Then come Marcus, his gladiator's body a map of scars and survival. Their eyes lock across the crowded slave auction, and something feral ignites between them: a hunger so violent it threatens to incinerate everything in its path. Together they surrender to primal instincts that leave them gasping in darkness, their passion a rebellion against those who would own them, their ecstasy sharpened by the blade of discovery that hangs above their sweat-slicked skin. Aelia and Marcus gamble with their very breath while their own demons howl for release, threatening to shatter what little sanity remains. Can what burns between them survive the crucible of an empire built to crush such dangerous flames? MATURE CONTENTS WARNING 18+ This story contains explicit content and touches upon sensitive topics that may be difficult for some. Readers discretion is advised.

Short stories about the nightmares you fear the most. And you never wished for. But, unfortunately, it comes searching for you.. I'M COMING FOR YOU!!! BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! When your eyes start to close and you expect a good dream, but what you get are horrible and weird nightmares. These are the nightmares I get each day and the ones I wish to never have.. All of these are imagination only, I never get dreams or nightmares.... *sigh* Cover by @bipolarhijabi09 Thanxie, dudes and dudies/dudettes, out there!! I Love You All A Lottttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!! Waiting for your vote cakes and comment pies!!! *taps toes on floor* TAP TAP TAP TAP... ;P