Faith Anderson. An innocent girl, who grew with the love of her Dad and her elder brother. Since, her mother died while giving birth to her, she has become the world to her dad and brother. Romano brothers. A cruel, vicious Mafia, disguised as successful businessman to the world. They are , in short the psychopaths. What happens when their gaze fell on the innocent Faith. Will they change for her or will they become her worst nightmare ever? • • • " P-please ... Please l-leave him, please... I beg y-you..." Faith cried, thrashing in Lucian's arms. " You motherfucker, don't do this to her. Leave him. " Chris yelled at the trio. His friend was at the verge of loosing his life. " Shh, baby, why are you taking his side? Huh? " He gripped her hair tightly. " Do you feel anything for him? Huh! Tell me. " Lucian seethed looking at her. " FUCKING ANSWER HIM. " Azron hollered kicking the tied person in his stomach. Panic was bubbling inside Faith and she couldn't able to say anything. " Answer me or your brother will pay the price along with him, kitten. " Zanvil said taking a sharp knife and grazing the tip at Chris's neck, so slightly, that it drew some blood out. Seeing this much of blood infront of her, Faith felt her head spinning. Her struggles becoming weak. " ANSWER ME GOD-DAMN-IT. " Lucian pulled her head up with her hair. " N-No..." She managed to let out a whimper and collapsed on Lucian. She was barely conscious. " Oh, baby, I knew it. It's okay, Lucian don't hurt her. " Zanvil left Chris and walked towards her. Lucian kissed her lips briefly while Zanvil caressed her hair. " But, this guy made us insecure. He has to pay little one. He'll be punished. " Azron scowled, taking a cleaver in his hands. " DON'T DO THIS TO HER. PLEASE. " Chris pleaded the trio for her sister and his friend. He knew his friend is going to die tonight. He also knew he couldn't do anything. But it was too late. ••• © Copyright reserved.

I was taught from birth, through force, how to be perfect for him, how to obey everything he said, and how to be his devoted follower. I was being prepared to become his perfect wife. But when he came, he brought someone else with him, making me the happiest person, but not for long. He killed her in front of me just to show that now the place of his wife would only be mine-the place I never wanted. DONT FORGET TO VOTE , ALSO GIVE ME YOUR REVIEW ABOUT THE STORY THROUGH COMMENT SECTION AND FOLLOW FOR MORE UPDATES... ⚠️ Warnings but first of all I DO NOT CONTAIN RAPE IN MY STORIES.... Dark themes Obsession Forced relationships Manipulation Abuse Drama 18+ scenes But: Happy ending "The first few chapters can sometimes be brief, but not excessively so."

After a train wreck of a marriage, Duaah Malik sees love as non existent and marriage as nothing but an unnecessary proposition. Choosing to stay strong for her twins Zayn and Zaara, Duaah decides to live the rest of her life for them, alone. That is until a sudden turn of events, and an encounter with an utterly annoying man changes the whole course of her plan. Hamza Khan has never believed in the stupidity that is love at first sight. Not when he sees Duaah for the first time, not when she speaks to him, and definitely not when he stands up to offer to marry her when everyone else goes against her. It's just his kind nature, obviously.

Tbh I make most of my stories about smut, but I'm to lazy to write an actual story line but I promise I will try to finish my books but I want this one to be the first one I ever finish... these are just random BDSM ideas I thought of ⚠️Warning⚠️ -BDSM -Sex toys (lots of them) -Don't care how old you are just don't leave hatful comments -These are fictional stories and people -I will try my best to imitate an actual BDSM relationship Started: 2/20/22 Finished: 2/26/22 I am making another book, if you read this please read my other one!!☺️☺️

He ruled kingdoms, but she ruled him. ... ... ... ... ... ... ... He was born to rule. She was born to feel. And somehow... their worlds collided. Arav Singh Rathore - heir of the oldest royal family in Rajasthan. Rich, composed, untouchable - a man everyone feared to love and loved to fear. But behind the crown, behind the cold eyes and tailored suits, lives a man who's forgotten how to be human. Until Meera Sharma walks into his palace. A shy, emotional girl with a soft heart, teary eyes, and a smile that could bring life to the deadest walls. She's clumsy, she cries too easily, and she talks to flowers like they're friends - but somehow, she becomes the only thing the royal heir can't control. She was never meant to belong to his world. But he- he was ready to burn the world for her. 💍 He had power, money, and a crown... but she was his only weakness.

When Juliet, a 19-year-old freshman, arrives at college, she dreams of freedom, new experiences, and a future she controls. But one reckless night with Alexander Wolfe-the ruthless, untouchable CEO of one of America's most powerful companies-changes everything. He's 27. A man of absolute control. And now, she's carrying his child. Juliet's world spirals into danger as Alexander refuses to let her walk away. With power, influence, and a dark past that whispers of secrets too deadly to ignore, he will do whatever it takes to claim what is his-her and their unborn heir. But Alexander's world isn't just boardrooms and billion-dollar deals. It's a world of enemies, betrayal, and whispered threats in the shadows. Juliet is thrust into a dangerous game where love is an illusion, power is everything, and desire could be her ultimate downfall. She should run. But when he touches her, she can't. She should hate him. But when he whispers in her ear, she burns. She should say no. But when he orders her to stay, she obeys. Because Alexander Wolfe doesn't just take what he wants-he owns it. And now? She belongs to him. ALL RIGHT RESERVE BY ME @vedi03

-You're just a toy Natsu Dragneel

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

"You think John would've ever made you feel like this?" I asked darkly, lips brushing her nipple as my fingers circled her again. "You think he would've claimed you like I will?" She whimpered. And when I pushed two fingers inside her, her knees buckled. "Say it," I demanded. "Say you're mine." She shook her head, biting her lip. "I hate you." "Then hate me while I fuck you," I snarled, lifting her up with one arm under her thighs and carrying her to the bed of straw and soft woven sheets they'd laid out like a royal gift. I laid her down like a queen, but I wasn't here to worship. Not tonight. I was here to destroy. ❀.•°°•.✿.•°°•.❀ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭. A chaotic 20-year-old girl. A 38-year-old billionaire with a past soaked in blood. And one forest mistake that ended in a forced tribal marriage. She thought she'd drive him crazy. He thought he'd never fall. But fate had a different game- one with bullets, betrayals, and a heartbeat that refused to stop. When love becomes war, and death becomes a lie... 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗... 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢? ___________________________________________ ⚠️HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT | 18+⚠️ ⚠️ Spicy scenes ahead. 18+ only. Fully consensual & guideline-friendly.🔞 Started : 18 April 2025 Ended : 2 June 2025

In my own house, I was nothing more than a servant- a ghost with my father's name and none of his love. Until the most powerful man in the room looked at me... and chose me. Not for love. Not for desire. But to destroy someone else. Ares Hawthorne doesn't ask. He decides. And that night, he decided I would be his wife. Just like that- I was traded, signed, and sealed into a marriage I never wanted. He calls me "wife" like it's a warning. Touches me like I'm something he owns. Looks at me like I'm a game he already won. But I won't break for him. I won't beg. And I refuse to become another thing he controls. The problem? The more I resist him... the more dangerous he becomes. Because Ares Hawthorne doesn't lose. And now... I'm the one thing he can't control. The Sovereign. The Saint. A marriage built on control, power, and something far more dangerous than love. This isn't a fairytale. There's no prince. And there's definitely no soft romance here. Just obsession. Tension. And a man who doesn't know how to feel- until her. _____ A Glimpse "Feel how easily I slide in?" he whispered hotly against her ear, breath warm on her damp skin. "This body knows who it belongs to now. Even if your mouth still fights me... your pussy doesn't lie." Celeste bit her lip, trying not to moan, but her hips rocked helplessly against his hand. "Tell me to stop," he challenged, pumping his fingers faster, deeper. "Say the word and I'll walk away... or spread your legs wider and let me ruin you properly." ----- A dark romance with a possessive antihero, "touch her and die". "His to Devour | 18+" is a standalone dark romance novel. It is the 5th book of the "The Hawthorne Legacy " series.