Grace Beaumont is a ruthless CEO-brilliant, untouchable, and feared in the corporate world. She doesn't have time for love, only power. But when a business deal threatens her empire, she's forced into a contract marriage with the one man she never expected: Easton Sinclair, her enigmatic, dangerously charming stalker. Easton has watched Grace for years-studied her, desired her, and waited. Now, with a marriage contract binding them, he finally has her right where he wants her. He may be younger, but he's far from innocent. And Grace soon realizes that the man she thought was just an obsession might be the only one who truly owns her. Lines blur. Rules break. And Grace learns that some obsessions... never let go.

After Mackensington (Mac) Hearting gets out of Juvie when she turns eighteen she's thrown into a new life. Living with her mom's Biker boyfriend she tries to keep herself in check for her mom's sake. But that doesn't work out quite that way. With a gang after her head she decides not to go out without a fight. Add that to meeting a hot brooding Biker named Griz and you have a shit filled storm. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Carson (Griz) Hill is the club's Enforcer. Twenty years old he is the last person you want to mess with. After an accident when he was younger he found his way into the club. Then one day a brown haired, grey eyes girl shows up with secrets he can't help but what to know. ------- Strong language ***unedited***

I didn't think my captor would be as maddening as he is captivating. He drags me back to the house I vowed never to return to. He wants answers, and if he needs to, he will rip them out of me. I'm broken down piece by piece by every harsh word and every burning touch. But within the confusion, I can't help but crave him, the way he observes me, the way he controls me. I am consumed by his pain, but also consumed by his presence. I should hate him, Instead I'm falling.

She's a young doctor. He's an Alpha born to lead a hidden community. "I need to explain the mate bond," he said. Her heart stopped. Literally skipped. "Oh," she said faintly. "That." He didn't look away, but he did lean back, giving her space-as if preparing for her to bolt. "You know we imprint," he said quietly. "You know our instincts take over when the bond gets strong. But you don't know what finalizes it." She swallowed. "Okay." "There's..." He hesitated, and that was a first. William didn't fumble words. "There's a bite involved." She stared. Blink. Blink. Wait- A bite? "As in-like-a literal bite?" she asked, voice tight. "Yes." "On my neck?" "Yes." "You bite me." "Yes." Her blood turned to ice. He continued carefully, like each word risked sending her sprinting for the door. "It's not violent. It's not meant to hurt. It's a mark-a bond-seal. It connects us on every level. Emotionally. Physically. Through our wolves." "I don't have a wolf," she snapped. His jaw flexed. "I know."

(Book #2 of the Sinners Of Dark Series) She was known for her beauty in the dark underworld of of New York, a seemingly docile angel in the form of a nightmare. He was ruthless, cold and far worse than the men she knew in the Cosa Nostra-His reputation alone sent chills through the city crime circles. I once thought marrying a made man would be the worst fate, but being drawn to one was far more treacherous. It was a debt to be settled, a price to be repaid. Sold in exchange for my cousin. My body, mind, and soul given to the most terrifying man ever known. A marriage born from violence and betrayal. I had expected an fifty-year-old boss who wanted my so-called purity in payment for his service, planning to keep up the facade of a fake smile and tight dresses yet I wasn't prepared for the six-foot tall, dangerously handsome pakhan, a man known for killing men with his bare hands. I hated him. Not just because he was lethal, but because he made my heart race, his low, gravelly voice sinking into my bones, offering me everything I knew I couldn't accept. - preview - "He was quiet for a second, pinning me with his intense gaze. "Don't go looking for trouble you can't handle." "How do you know what I can handle?" I shot back. He raised a brow in question. His voice was soft almost deceiving when he spoke. "You can't handle me, lisichka." "I haven't tried." "You won't get the chance."

❛❛ Oh dear love, we don't go near that door...no one in the flat does...the man that lives behind it is Alexander Solonik. ❜❜ . . . Everyone in the neighbourhood wanted them kicked out for no reason, they were never seen, never heard of and they never open their door. They never left their home. It was almost as if...no one lived inside that house? But-only I saw the little boy who lived there. And only I know about it because my mother would trap me in my room for even making eye contact with them. Started: 18/08/2022 Finished: 31/08/22 This book contains mature scenes! BOOK COVER BY: typinchapters on insta!! RATINGS: # 4 romance out of 2M stories # 13 love out of 2.3M # 1 wattpad

She feared him more than anything-until he became the only place she felt safe. After escaping years of abuse, Lina found a fragile kind of peace scrubbing floors in a mercenary's mansion. Quiet, invisible, and broken, she kept her head down and her voice lower. Especially around him. Killian. He kills for a living. He is a powerful, cold-blooded mercenary, a wealthy man who built his empire off blood, fear. He owns a powerful private military company that operates in the shadows, answering only to the highest bidders. He commands killers, closes deals, and never makes mistakes. Until her. A glance. A flinch. A wound she tried to hide. And suddenly, he was watching her closely. Quietly. Like she was a puzzle he didn't mean to touch... but couldn't stop obsessing over. Killian: "You blush like that again, and I swear I'll pin you against this wall just to see how deep it goes." He didn't know how to be soft. She didn't know how to be wanted. But in a house full of violence, he saw her. And he started to change. And soon, she was everywhere in his mind.

Elodie Castle she had a secret every year on the 13th of January every junior across the continent receives a letter. the most important letter of their life. the thing determining: where you live. Who you live with what laws you have to follow the way you act the places you can go and how the world treats you. your classification. dominant submissive owner pet caregiver little and there's only one Elodie wanted. Dom but she doesn't get it she gets little but nobody else needs to know

When you're left with a dead body in your kitchen and there's only one man you can call. The man you hate more than anything. With nobody else to turn to, you're stuck doing this under his terms. ••• "You just love to piss me off don't you?" His jaw ticks as he leans down towards me. "I don't really give a fuck about you Kain. I was just trying to have some fun before you went and ruined my night." "Oh you knew exactly what you were doing. I don't buy anything else for a second. You saw me. You knew you were pissing me off and you pushed me further. Well Drea, you pushed too fucking hard."

[Complete] Sexual content 18+ or MATURE audiences Everything done in the dark will come to the light Alesso Caruso, the mafia don. Known as the aggressor, he has only taken the things he desired by force. That is until he meets Diana. She takes his hand and shows him that even the worst guys have a soft spot. She just has to find out what his is. This book is old, poor writing, and a whole bunch of things I don't approve of as a writer. Please don't attack me! #1 Italianmafia- August 25,2021 #1 Alesso- August 30,2021 #1 Submissivefemale- August 30,2021 #1 Amore- September 1,2021 #1 Kinky- September 2,2021 #1 Italian- September 4,2021 #1 Lust- September 12,2021 #1 dominantmale- September 13,2021 #1 drugcartel- September 26,2021 #4 possesivemale- August 21,2021