Caleb is content with his life as it is-- he works at a nice restaurant and has hobbies to keep him busy, and his parents are great. But one day a package shows up on his porch, and his whole life is flipped upside down. Blackmailed into moving with some less-than-appealing people, how will Caleb deal with the trauma and hardships he's going to be put through? #1 in ForcedRelationship 5/3/25 #2 in Stalker 11/14/25

Mikolaj's eyes glinted from across the sterile airport room, smoke curling lazily from the cigarette in his fingers. "Thought you could leave without me noticing?" His voice was low, teasing, and impossible to ignore. Malayia's pulse spiked, fear and anger tangled in her chest. She wanted to run, to yell, to fight but every nerve in her body froze under his gaze. When Malayia travels to the Balkans for a high-stakes business deal, she expects cold streets, powerful CEOs, and negotiations but not to be trapped, watched, and dominated by a man whose icy bluish-gray eyes see everything she fears to show. Mikolaj doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he notices her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, sexual tension, and explicit scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

They called it blasphemy. A sin against God. A disgrace against blood. The news headlines twisted her name like a curse. Muslim Girl Marries Two Brothers in Secret Ceremony. Father Disowns Daughter Over Immoral Union. Religious Extremists and Feminists Clash in Street Protests. But none of them knew the truth. Not the journalists who stalked her outside the courthouse. Not the clerics who spat fire from the pulpit. Not the activists who used her face for posters, never asking if she even agreed with them. They didn't know about the long nights with one brother's rage burning her skin-and the other's cold touch wrapping around her heart like barbed wire. They didn't know how it started-not with love, but with survival. They didn't know that once, she believed in God more than anything. And now? Now, she stood in front of a grave with no name. Black veil pulled tight. A Qur'an in her hand. Two wedding rings on her finger. Behind her, they stood-her husbands. One with blood on his hands. The other with secrets behind his eyes. She would never be the same girl again. But she was still alive. Still burning. And if the world wanted a monster? She would give them one. ---

*PREVIEW ONLY* Available on Kindle and Amazon https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0GCPX775Y PAUL I cheated on my fiancée. Sophie and I were building our future. In love, happy, peaceful. Then she found a lump in her breast, and I made the worst choice: I numbed my fear by sleeping with someone else. My worst mistake and my biggest regret. Now I see Sophie around town with him. She's radiant and laughing with people who actually show up. I'm trying to learn how to be a man who does. If she lets me, I'll spend the rest of my life proving I can choose her when it's hardest. If she lets me... SOPHIE I thought the promise was in sickness and in health. But he buried his fear in someone else. On the same night, I walked into a bookstore and met the gentle giant owner, who invited me to his book club full of misfits. I'm laughing again, I'm smiling more than I ever have, and I'm healing my heart. My bookstore owner keeps showing up like it's as easy as breathing. I don't know what the future holds; I don't know if I'll win this battle against cancer, but I do know I'm done wasting time on people who love only when it's easy. CALLUM She came into Rivers & Rhodes Bookstore and asked for books with happy endings only. I gave her a recommendation, an invitation, and an offer of friendship. Now, this beautiful, brave woman is completely under my skin. I'm not here to win a competition against him. I'm here because choosing someone, second by second, is the only way I understand love.

Warning ⚠️ 18+ This story contains graphic sexual content, explicit drug use, and extreme violence. ⚠️ There is also situations that address issues of mental health and abuse, If these are triggers for you please do not read. In underbelly of DyverCity, where loyalty is a currency and betrayal a death sentence, Kaleb Amato and Mia Langley navigate a treacherous world of high school rivalries and deadly mob ties. Kaleb, a charismatic but volatile enforcer for the Ghidorah mob, balances his family's criminal empire with the chaos of teenage life Mia, a fiery loner with a past forged in reform school, is drawn back into the orbit of Nick Lombardi, Kaleb's cousin and a magnetic, dangerous force whose obsession with her blurs the line between love and control. , this tale of love, loyalty, and vengeance is a cinematic descent into a world where every choice could be the last.

A story of two very different people out for one thing. Power. Love gets in the way and no one is ever the same. How far would someone go for control over another? Jealousy, lust and mind control will become the death of a heart.

A forced marriage between a reserved businessman and a psychology student with a traumatic past becomes an unexpected journey of healing and love as Arhaan's obsession softens into genuine care, Minha learns to trust again, proving that even the deepest scars can fade with patience, respect, and true connection

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.

Only for The Lovers of BENEATH HIS SHADOW. Disclaimer:⚠️ Heirs of Their Shadow is a dark romance containing mature and disturbing themes such as violence, dominance, manipulation, and sexual assault references. It is intended for mature readers only. This story does not glorify or romanticize abuse. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Please remember, this is fiction-read at your own risk. If such content triggers or disturbs you, it's best not to proceed. ---

⚠️ 18+ ONLY | EXTREMELY EXPLICIT CONTENT ⚠️ Book 1- Completed - "Don't fucking close your legs." His voice was sharp, commanding, as his hands gripped my thighs and forced them apart again. "I want to see everything." The heavy weight of him pressing against my entrance. My breath hitched. He was thick, hard, the heat of him pulsing against me. He rubbed himself along my slick folds, teasing, pushing just enough to stretch me before pulling back. He groaned, his jaw clenching as he rubbed himself against me again, coating himself in my slickness. But I gasped, panic and desire crashing together. "Please, Dominic, we-we shouldn't. You're my boss." His jaw clenched, his hands tightening around my thighs. "Oh, sweetheart..." His voice dropped lower, almost taunting. "You should've thought about that before you got this fucking wet for me." I whimpered, my breath stuttering. - "He was a monster-ruthless, untouchable, feared by all. I should've stayed away. I should've never stepped into his world. But now... there's no way out." Raven was just looking for a job, a fresh start. Becoming a personal assistant seemed simple-follow orders, keep her head down, and collect a paycheck. But nothing is simple when your boss is Dominic Derveaux. Cold. Merciless. A king in the underworld. She should've run the moment she felt his gaze, the way his presence consumed the air around her. But it's too late. He's pulled her in, and the deeper she falls, the more she realizes... she might not want to escape. #1 IN ADULTFICTION #1 IN YOUNGADULT #1 IN BOSS #1 IN GANGLEADER #1 IN TRENDS #1 IN INTENCE #1 IN SEXAUL #1 IN NOTIFICATIONS #1 IN MOBBOSS #1 IN LEADER # 1 IN FORYOU