Femled. Femdom Story. He was a brat. Spoiled. Cruel. Untouchable. Arthur Ivan's son. Julian Ivan's mistake. Elena Ivan's heartbreak. He screamed at staff. He broke a 15th century vase. He thought he owned every room he walked into. Until he met her. Yubin Abel Adam doesn't negotiate with brats. She collects them... Or just him. He's about to learn the difference between being Arthur's son... ...and being hers. Femled|Bike racer x Ceo heir|Height difference|Agegap| He fell first, but fell harder. DomxBrat. DomxSub. Mature Contents.

She kills the engine. Unbuckles her seatbelt. Climbs into the backseat in one fluid motion. He stares at her, wide-eyed. "What are you-" "I can't hold it anymore." Her voice is rough and desperate. "I've been waiting all day. All weekend. I've been going insane." --- His job is to be polite. Mine is to keep him safe. He's too sweet. Too trusting. Too beautiful for his own good. I'm supposed to protect him. But lately, I'm the one who needs protecting. From myself. From wanting him too much. They call me his bodyguard. He calls me Mommy. I'm in so much trouble. --- Caspian has spent his whole life being polite. Being perfect. Being the prince everyone expects him to be. Then Sera arrives. She's strict. Bossy. Fierce. She's supposed to keep him safe. Instead, she's falling apart. Every touch lingers. Every glance burns. Every time he whispers her name, soft, trusting, unaware of what it does to her, she loses another battle. She's his bodyguard. He's her prince. The only rule is don't touch. And she's never struggled to follow a rule as much as she struggles with this one. --- Genre: Romance / Steamy / Bodyguard / Age Gap / Royalty Warnings: 18+ - Explicit sexual content, strong language, power dynamics (consensual), possessiveness, mild BDSM elements (restraints, praise kink...), jealousy, emotional vulnerability. Reader discretion advised.

main characters: luke dash sfw + nsfw please do not steal cover photo! I made it and some of the pictures in the chapters myself.

"I l-love you m-more." He sputtered between heavy breaths, losing himself to the pleasure that enveloped his whole body. "Uh-huh. Not possible, sweetheart." . . Aaron Brown's foster parents sell him in a marriage to save their business. He was supposed to be their slave, but his parent-in-laws take a pity at the boy and make him their son-in-law. Destiny Ottilie Archer doesn't care about love, she'll do whatever her parents deem right for her. Started:- 29th December, 2023 Finished:- 24th February, 2024

Check tags before reading‼️ This one's rough 😔😔 Vanessa doesn't believe in dramatic love stories. She believes in discipline, deadlines, and keeping her head down. Kayden believes in nothing that lasts. When they're assigned as partners for a year-long biomedical sciences project, neither of them is thrilled. He's too smug, too careless. She's too composed, too focused. But beneath the eye rolls and quiet challenges, something begins to shift. Kayden is smarter than he lets on. Vanessa is softer than she appears. And somewhere between late-night study sessions and stolen balcony conversations, lines blur. Kayden swears he would never drag her into his mess. Vanessa swears she isn't trying to save him. But love has a way of convincing you that you can outrun the inevitable. Some people are breaking long before you meet them. And sometimes, loving someone doesn't mean you can keep them. (Cover pic is from pinterest) All Characters are 18+!!!

❀ 𝙰 𝚏𝚎𝚖-𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 ❀ I took a shaky breath to prepare myself to beg my wife to fuck me. "Please... p-please, mommy... I.. I want to... to be fuck.. fucked... please r-ruin me, mommy..." I whimpered, trying not to focus on how desperate I was sounding. Ashley lifted my head with her finger under my chin. "Aw, look at how pathetic you look right now, kneeling in front of me naked." •°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°•*•°• Alex Evergreen has just turned 20 and his father's business is slowly failing. He's what someone would call soft which his father disapproves of. Ashley Solace is the co-owner of her family business and is the owner of her own separate business. She's fucking rich. Her family name is known for the most powerful businessmen and women. The two are forced to marry each other to help improve both of their family business. Although Ashley believes that she doesn't need Alex. Where Alex just wants to be friends. Started: January 25th 2024 Finished: December 8th 2024 (Not my photos)

Leo is learning how to breathe again. Maddie is still the calm in his storm. They're older now-changed by time, by pain, by everything they've fought to survive. But some things don't change. Like the way he looks at her. Like the way she always knows what he needs, even when he doesn't. This is a story about love that grows with you. About holding space for someone even when it hurts. About choosing each other-again and again-even when the world keeps pulling you apart. And maybe... about finding your way back when you never really let go. Story Snippet: ---- And she hasn't looked at me in twenty minutes. I know it's not personal. I know she's not trying to be cold. But it feels like I'm on the outside of something I didn't even know I could be outside of. I swallow hard and move toward her before I can talk myself out of it. She glances up as I approach, blinking like she didn't expect me to come over. Her smile flickers but doesn't quite fade. I reach for the hem of her hoodie and tug on it lightly-just enough for her to feel it. "Maddie," I say, quietly. "I really don't like this." Her body stills. She looks at me, really looks at me now, and the sound of the others fades a little. Her eyes soften, but her shoulders don't drop. Not yet. ---- Continuation of "The Softest Parts of Me" Book 1 I highly suggest reading the first book before this one!!! I post Chapter Updates daily! (cover pic is from pinterest)

❝He's looking at me with wide eyes, flushed face and body completely tense, as he puts his hands in front of him and crawls to the spot I pointed at. I put my boot clad foot on his shoulder to stop his movements, then plant it back on the floor. "Kiss it."❞ 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 is the leader of the dangerous Profati mafia, 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐡 is a shy teacher who finds himself desperate to escape the claws of his deranged family. When she abducts her childhood best friend from his wedding, Nevan's foolish enough to think being her captive is her way of protecting him. But Helena has much more sadistic purposes for him. And she knows just how to make him vow himself to her unaware of what truly awaits. Enter a world of reckless vows and binding chains with this extraordinary duo in 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘝𝘰𝘸𝘴 by AddieBookss ─── ❦ ─── ♤ Dual POV ♤ Bad girl × Good boy ♤ Reverse Dark Romance ♤ Mild BDSM ─── ❦ ─── Highest ranks: #1 Good boy #1 Girlboss #1 Masochism #1 Shy boy #1 Opposites Attract #1 Bad girl Good boy #2 Childhood friends #2 Bdsm relationship

Leo is quiet, careful, and always watching the exits. Maddie is loud, steady, and impossible to ignore. Their connection isn't instant-but it's real. And when life starts to unravel, it's Maddie who stays. Even when Leo pushes her away. Especially then. This is a story about falling in love for the first time when your heart is still learning how to beat. About finding safety in someone else's hands... and daring to believe you deserve it. Story Snippet: ---- Then her voice floated out, light and casual: "Leo?" He looked up. The door cracked open a little, steam curling out, and Maddie peeked through-cheeks flushed from the heat, water dripping from the ends of her hair and trailing down the slope of her collarbone. She wasn't holding a towel. She wasn't really holding anything. Just leaned in the doorway, chin tilted up, the corner of her lip quirked slightly. "Can you grab my towel?" she asked, almost too casually. "I left it on the bed." His heart stuttered. "Uh-yeah. Yeah, of course." He scrambled up. "And my clothes? The ones I left out." Her voice lowered just a little, almost teasing. "Also... do you have a zip-up I can borrow?" He found himself nodding before he could think, already pulling the folded towel into his hands, then her clothes-still neatly laid out like she'd planned it. He grabbed her skincare pouch from the nightstand too. Last thing she'd want was to forget that. Then he paused at his duffel, rifling through until he found one of his hoodies. The grey one. Oversized. Definitely too big on her, which suddenly made his brain short-circuit even more. He knocked lightly on the doorframe. "Got everything." "Come in a little," she murmured from behind the door, cracking it open just an inch more. "Just... don't look." ---- - Content Warnings: emotional abuse, coercion, trauma recovery, PTSD, healing after SA - 70,000-210,00 words in total - BOOK 2 IS CONFIRMED!!!!! (cover pic is from pinterest)