Kaya Emerson has spent her entire life being made to feel like she's too much, too big, too emotional, too unlovable. Raised in a house of cruelty where her stepmother's venom runs deeper than blood, Kaya's only goal is to survive the day, shrink herself, and never be seen. Until she witnesses a man being murdered. And the killer turns to look at her. Cold. Dangerous. Beautiful in a way the devil himself would envy. 𝙉𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙤 - mafia king, calculated killer, a man who turns bloodshed into an art. She runs. But he hunts. And when he finds her... he doesn't kill her. He keeps her. "You think I'll let you walk away, tesero? After you saw me at my worst? No. Now I need you to see me at my darkest... and still beg for more." Locked in his penthouse with secrets, diamonds, and demons, Kaya finds herself fighting not just for her freedom, but for her sanity. Because the man who should terrify her makes her feel seen. Wanted. Desired. Protected. Worshipped. Even as he drags her deeper into a world of violence and obsession. "I'll ruin you for anyone else, Kaya. They'll look at you, and you'll still be dripping with my name." He's possessive. Ruthless. Addicted to her curves. She's broken, insecure, and dangerously close to falling for her captor. And the scariest part? She's starting to like the way it feels to be his. 𝙈𝘼𝙁𝙄𝘼'𝙎 𝘾𝙐𝙍𝙑𝘼𝘾𝙀𝙊𝙐𝙎 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 [18+] 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 : this book contain body shaming, verbal abuse, mention of suicidal thoughts, graphic violence and murder, NSFW/smut/explicit scenes etc. So read on your own risk. If you don't like it then kindly click off the story than sounding stupid in my comment box.

*****Curve Appreciation***** TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of emotional abuse, physical abuse, and toxicity. "You have no idea what you're doing to me, Dahlia... and I intend to show you, inch by delicious inch." His hand was still gripping my waist, his fingers digging into the softness of my side the part of me I usually tried to hide. The part I thought men ignored. But he held it like it turned him on. Like my body curvy, plush was made for his hands. He pulled me in, brushing his belt buckle, my thighs pressed against his like they belonged there. I couldn't breathe. I didn't want to breathe. My mind screamed "this is dangerous" because it was. He was danger dressed in a thousand dollar suit. He was power and violence wrapped in silk words and sharp eyes. And still, my body didn't care. It lit up under his touch. ⚠️IMPORTANT NOTICE: If you are reading/saw this story anywhere else, please report it and let me know. The book can only be found on Wattpad. Also, any unauthorized copying, reproduction, distribution, or use of this book in any form will result in legal action. 🥰 HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 newwriter #3 wmbw #5 dark #6 ceo #11 18andup #35 obsession #17 bwwm #66 mafia #1 curvy #7 daddyissues #7 intense #3 Italian #14 danger #2 interracial #75 darkromance #34 toxic #116 drama #50 mafia #61 possessive

🌊 Amber leaned in, her lips grazing his. "Have you ever noticed how I always win?" "You said that earlier." "Mmhm." She rubbed his tip against her clit. "Because I take what I want." She started to sit on him-just the tip. Klayton's hands flew to her waist, trying to pull her down. But she froze. "Not yet," she whispered. "You don't deserve this whole thing yet." He growled low. "You playin' with me." She smirked, rolling her hips again, teasing his head with her folds. "You got too much dick to not get played with." ___________________________ After losing her mother to a long, painful battle with dementia, Amber Embers boards a cruise ship in search of peace, solitude, and a way to breathe again. The last thing she expects is a room mix-up-and a roommate. Klayton Flacco is quiet, and unexpectedly tender beneath his solid frame and steady gaze. Forced to share a small cabin, what begins as uncomfortable tension soon deepens into comfort, trust, and something far more intimate. She wanted peace. He offered presence. What bloomed between them wasn't meant to last- but some things live forever beneath these waves. Released: 05/02/2025

Aurora Garcia had spent three years working the frontlines of the Great War as a battlefield nurse, healing the injured. When the war came to an end, she found herself back in Birmingham continuing her work as a nurse. In such an occupation, she hadn't expected to capture the eye of the leader of the Peaky Blinders, and expected even least for him to offer her a job. #1 Peaky Blinders - 7th August 2026 #1 Tommy Shelby - 7th August 2026

[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

Mature Content Nina has been working for one of the biggest companies for four years and loves what she does. With her starting to have feelings for her boss... and his brother, she's been set on staying professional for the sake of her job. The brothers want to know more about her, but find it difficult since she never talks about her life outside of work. Things soon begin to change when Nina agrees to have dinner at their place one night. What will happen as the three begin to get closer? Will Nina be able to withstand the brothers and their charms? Will she be able to handle the world they live in? **** Luca poured some wine in both of our glasses while Angelo continued to tease me. He knew how he made me feel. Luca was quick to down his glass before grabbing ahold of my chin, his face now inches away from mine. "I want to kiss you" He told me. I felt as butterflies began to swarm in my stomach from the tone of his voice. I then leaned forward and he took that as a sign to seal our lips. Just as I imagined, he lips were incredibly soft. Unlike Angelo, he kissed me with more gentleness. I could taste the wine he had just a few moments ago. He soon deepened the kiss and a small moan came from me as I felt Angelo placing kisses on my neck. I could feel myself becoming horny as the two switched places. Angelo smashed lips against mine while Luca began making love marks on the other side of my neck. **** #1 - cheater #2 - polyamory #2 - ex #2 - darkness #5 - love #5 - funny #7 - love #13 - poly #17 - fear #18 - dark #20 - polyamorous #52 - blackgirl

[COMPLETED] "We both want you." Enzo tells me and I look cautiously at Killian who stares at me with an intense glare. I gulp and look away from the intimidating man. "Both?" I whisper with wide eyes and Enzo smiles, nodding his head. "Do you want that, baby? Two men pleasuring you." He brushes his knuckle against my cheek and then rubs the pad of his thumb along my bottom lip. "Open up for me." I stare at him with wide eyes and then clench my thighs together . What the hell am I getting myself into?! ••• Enzo and Killian are two dominants who have spent years trying to find the perfect submissive. They are just about to give up when they suddenly come across Elodie, a beautiful young woman who has the two dominants wrapped around her finger in an instant. But will Elodie be able to deal with their demands as well as their dark past. #1 in Polyamory 1st June 2021 - 29sept'21 #1 in heartbreak 5th sept 2021 #1 in bdsmrelationship 29 sept 2021 #1 in cute 29 sept 2021

[MATURE CONTENT] Everyone tends to outgrow their childhood memories as they become adults but not Trinity. The Ivanov sons are the living memory who breathes and walks to her terror and against her utmost desires she desperately needs but denies herself; she thinks she can escape them but no. They have claimed her, desired her, obsessed over her even before she knew it and they will have her because she is THEIRS. And the sad truth she knows, they are hers for the claim. © "Show me your panties." Vadim has never been one to ask question. I want to refuse but the look on his face makes my body say fuck it. Blushing, fingers goes to the slit of my dress to give him what he want but Andrei halts me almost immediately. "Slowly." Andrei says. Snapping my gaze to his mischievous smirk. Stretching my leg farther out that has the slit on; boldly, my eyes trained on their heated gaze as I slowly hook my thumbs to my panties tugging it down.... slowly. How they want it. "Ass up, face down." Shakily, I complied climbing the bed falling in position shooting my ass high in the air getting wetter by the second hearing footsteps draw closer licking my lips. Vadim breathes on my neck hearing Andrei's dark chuckles. "When we are done with you, you will wish you didn't beg to be fucked." Oh God! ***Mature content ***Violence ***Mature romance ***18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 ❦ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 The Velvet Room; one of New York's largest underground clubs where women are forbidden fruit. No touch, just stare has a whole different meaning. Reyna Lovelace is the brand new toy at the club. All mens attention is on her, especially the club owners; The Axton brothers. But what she doesn't know, is becoming theirs is more traumatizing than she realizes. - Preview - The soft touch of a hand grazing my arm was enough to make me jump and my heart pump a little harder. I couldn't believe I had gotten myself in this situation, sandwiched between the two men and feeling as if there was no escape. But maybe I didn't want to, maybe I didn't want to escape. I don't know, my head was spinning. Vincent clicked his tongue, tapping under my chin to turn my head up and grazing his hand along my neck. He could see I was nervous at each coming touch, they both could. Lucas set a tender kiss on my shoulder and up to my neck while his hands trailed slowly down my waist. "This-This isn't right I-I," My lips sealed at the feeling of two sets of lips on each side of my throat. Vincent was near my jaw on my left, Lucas still working his way up the crease of my throat on my right. "What's not right about it baby, hm?" Lucas whispered. I wanted to say something, object and give him a list of reasons but when I thought about it, why was it wrong? My head lolled back against Lucas' shoulder as he lifted my skirt above my hips, and hummed at the feeling of my bare skin, with no panties hugging my hips. ___________ #1 exotic #7 trauma #1 bdsmrelationship #4 billionaire #7 stripper #3 polyamory #2 stripper #1 stripper

Elara Vance only wanted five minutes of silence. Instead, she walked into a dark library and found Cole and Cade King waiting inside. Identical twins. Billionaires. Untouchable. And completely, dangerously interested in her. She should have walked away and never seen them again. But the Kings don't forget what catches their attention. Especially when it tries to run. Elara believes she caught the attention of the King twins by accident. She couldn't be more wrong. Elara's ordinary life starts disappearing piece by piece-until the man she trusted most is given an offer he can't refuse. A price. For her. He accepts. Now Elara belongs to two men who own enough of the city to make escape feel impossible. Cade is violence barely disguised as affection. Cole is calm enough to make cruelty sound reasonable. One wants her fear. The other wants inside her head. And both of them want the same thing. Her. Elara keeps waiting for the brothers to turn against each other. Waiting for jealousy. Waiting for one of them to finally say: "She's mine." But she has misunderstood the King twins from the very beginning. They don't fight over what they want. They share it. Dark Romance Twin Obsession