I was the bad guy. The monster that people hate. I was the reason why some agents died in the line of duty. I became the hated mole in my own agency. I turned my back to my own family because I thought I was going to die. I made a deal with the devil until those people started to collect their share. Until I became one of them. I became the devil himself. The once member of an elite team became the cold-blooded killer. I joined those syndicates that I used to hunt. I've got nothing to lose. All I care about back then was to get the money that I can leave for my family the moment I die. But life has a way of fucking things up. Teodoro Castro died, but Martin Darke was born. With a different face, a different body, I had no family to return to. I had to live a different life away from them. I needed to forget them. People helped me to get my second chance. A chance to make things right. The redemption that I was looking for was at the palm of my hands. And I am going to kill anyone who will comes in my way to get the redemption that I deserve. Even if she was the woman that made me fall in love again. --------------------- Note. This is written in Filipino and English language Another note: 18+. Dark. Gruesome. Read at your own risk.

[DARK-EROTIC ROMANCE] 🔞 Drakius Leonté, a name everyone knows. A face that's everywhere, from TV screens to giant billboards. The man with a body worshipped by fans and every girl's wildest, dirtiest wet dream. But behind the cameras and the flashing lights, Drakius keeps his darkest secret. He owns Le Secrets Sin, a private, exclusive sex club where his fantasies run wild and his escape from the pressure of fame. But what once gave him pleasure now leaves him numb. No matter how many nights, no matter how many lovers, nothing seemed to satisfy him anymore. Now, he's chasing something different. Someone who can make him feel the pleasure of sex once again. The lust and the desire that is so raw that can shake him to his core. Drakius isn't looking for just another pretty face. He's searching for the one woman who can break through his numbness. He's not just searching for pleasure. He's hunting for her. --- DISCLAIMER : WRITTEN IN TAGLISH [RAW AND UNEDITED]

Mahirap ang buhay, lalo na kapag wala kang pera, pero para kay Chantina, mas mahirap pa rin ang maging katulong ni Poseidon Montellier. Masungit, palaging mainit ang ulo, perfectionist, at hindi puwedeng ma-late sa anumang utos nito. Pero sa ngalan ng pera at sa pangarap na matagal na niyang gustong maabot, tiniis niya ang lahat. Isang araw, inalok siya nito ng tatlong milyon kapalit ng isang bagay na hindi niya inasahan - ang magpanggap bilang fiancée ng amo. Halos lumuwa ang mata niya sa laki ng halaga at muntik na siyang himatayin sa kondisyon, pero sa huli, pumayag siya. Akala niya, madali lang ang magpanggap. Pero bilang fiancée ng isang bilyonaryo, kinailangan din niyang masanay sa mga bagong bagay. "Lean on my shoulder," "Hold my hand," "Hug me," "Kiss me" - mga utos na sa simula'y nakakailang, pero sa kalauna'y nakasanayan na rin niya. Kung kailan sanay na siyang kasama ito, saka naman nagbalik ang ina ng mga anak ng lalaki. Mabilis pa sa alas-kuwatro, tinapos nito ang kanilang kasunduan at pinaalis siya sa mansiyon. Parang binuhusan siya ng malamig na tubig, at doon niya napagtanto na hindi lahat ng papel na ginagampanan ay nagiging totoo. Noon lang niya na-realize na mas mahirap ang magpanggap na masaya kaysa magpanggap na fiancée ng amo, at kahit tatlong milyon pa ang kapalit, hindi nito kayang punan ang lungkot at pangungulila niya sa taong natutunan na niyang mahalin.

"I can be the dark, just for you to love your brightness." Reyansh Rathore. *⁠.⁠✧ ___________✧⁠*⁠。 Guilt and remorse can become your constant companions, clinging to your soul until you decide to release them. Yet, will your conscience ever grant you that release? Just as Kiraz's never did. A man who inadvertently plucked her from the abyss, their lives colliding at the uncharted fringes of their hearts. Heart. A wild part. However, in midst of love, their comes a villian but what happens if the hero is the villian. Or the hero was never the hero. He can burn the world just for her, but what if, his secrets burns her. [The book is under heavy editing. Ignore the cringe mistakes for the time being.] *⁠.⁠✧ ___________✧⁠*⁠。 A story of mafia and his obsession. [ ROMCOM+SLOW-BURN+ANGST]

Ryker rules the underworld with brutal violence - feared by all, controlled by none. When his family falls, he's forced into the daylight to save their empire. Cyra is the calm in his storm - a fierce, perfect woman who breaks his walls and feeds his darkest need. In a world of gunfire and power, only her milk can tame the monster. It's not your ordinary love story baby It's GUNFIRE & GOLDEN MILK

This is a Russian man x Indian (Tamil) girl romance story. Megha has always felt that she's not enough for the society, and doesn't meet the beauty standards. She's shy, quiet, and minding her own life. Nikolai is the don of the Russian mafia, a wolf in sheep's clothing. Cunning, dangerous and powerful. When he lays eyes on the seductive woman, Megha in his bar, he knew she has to be his. "моя карамелька" "huh?" She drew her brows together in confusion and tilts her head to meet his gaze. But he doesn't say a word, taking in each of her expression. Confusion, curiosity, a faint smile so subtle, only for him to see. The urge to capture all of her emotions and keep them only to himself, and to destroy every other man who even tries to touch a strand of her hair gets the best of him. Just when a loud gasp leaves her mouth and she opens her mouth to ask what he meant, she feels the warmth of his thumb leaving her cheeks and drag along her jawline so painfully slow, that makes her ache for more. But he is not the prince charming she always dreamt of. She could sense a very strong aura of danger oozing out of him so casually. She wants to run away and go back to her carefully spun cocoon, but he has other plans.. ----------------------------------------------- NEW EPISODES EVERY WEEK (within Friday). WARNING : This book contains mature themes and strong language which may not be suitable for some readers. ROOKIE ALERT!! Heya.. this is my first book and hope y'all (try to) enjoy it. I've read so many over the top, cheesy and dark romance books and thought of writing my own version. Hope you'll enjoy it too..

Suzerain Rosales spent her life avoiding even the tiniest wound-because with her rare blood disorder, one cut could mean death. She lived carefully, never letting herself bleed. But the night she found a man, bleeding, broken, unconscious in the trash, and chose to save him, everything she'd tried to escape came rushing in. Violence. Danger. Trouble. Blood. The man she saved was an Italian mafia boss. And from that moment on, her life began to soak in blood in his hands. Since then, she hasn't stopped bleeding. But she has to, because of him. . . Vlodemir, who she would die for. . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

Sollano Series #6: Richmon Rough Sollano Si Gloria Milagros ay isang probinsiyanang valedictorian, was forced to leave her quiet life in the province to study in an exclusive university in Manila. May dahilan kung bakit hindi siya puwedeng mawala sa pagiging rank one. Her grandfather made it clear, kung sino ang magiging summa cum laude sa kanilang pamilya, siya ang magmamana ng hacienda. And Gloria doesn't lose. Ever. But then there's Richmon Sollano, class clown, heartthrob, dangerously brilliant. He never takes things seriously, until Gloria barges into his world, asking for help... and later, asking him to hold back his grades pagdating ng fourth year. Because he is running Summa Cum Laude. They're rivals by day, fuck buddies by night. And in the heat of their secret arrangement, Gloria discovers something terrifying-she can control everything... except him. She's the one leading the race. But in bed, she always comes last....or loudest.

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.

He was born for war. She was built to heal. But when his mouth finds comfort in her breast, the line between hunger and need begins to blur. A mafia king, bleeding and broken. A doctor with a body that won't stop giving. Love was never supposed to feel like this-desperate, raw, and addictive.