The boss's daughter is supposed to be off-limits. She's melt-in-your-mouth chocolate scented, and unfortunately for Jacob, she knows all about his sweet tooth. She's supposed to be the fantasy that he can never have, but Lauren won't take no for an answer. She visits the office daily, tempting him with sweets and flirty gestures. Tensions are high, and it's only a matter of time before Jacob gives in, especially when heats are involved. This short story [12,000 words] is set in the omegaverse, and it is full of knots, heats, ruts, and a guaranteed HEA. Mature audiences only.

Humanity faces extinction after a virus outbreak destroys the entire male population. The last generation of women are desperate, and the answer to their global disaster has fallen out of the sky. An alien species has agreed to attempt reproduction with humans, and Harley, one of the last remaining women, is ready to travel through space to do whatever it takes to save humanity. However, plans are changed when the humans crash land on the wrong planet, and she meets a primitive alien named Jai. He's not exactly what she had been expecting, but he's more than willing to breed her. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ Mature audiences only.

Phoebe Marlowe has spent her life trying not to be noticed- soft, timid, gentle to the bone. But softness has no place in New York's criminal underworld. When her grieving father signs a fatal contract with the Valenti crime syndicate, Phoebe becomes the debt. At eighteen, she is handed over as the unwilling bride of Romeo Valenti- the cold, ruthless heir to an empire built on blood, fear, and obedience. Romeo doesn't want a wife. He wants nothing to do with the fragile girl who flinches when he enters a room. Yet the moment she steps into his world of marble floors and locked doors, Phoebe becomes a liability he can't ignore-and a weakness he never wanted. She breaks rules she doesn't understand. He punishes a girl who can barely lift her eyes. She cries through dinner etiquette lessons. He threatens to kill anyone who makes her cry again. And when she tries to run, he hunts her. But the deeper Phoebe sinks into the Valenti world, the more she sees its truest monster- Dorian Valenti, Romeo's father, a kingpin who uses people like weapons and cages girls like pets.

Trevor Lewis has built his life on control. Numbers obey him. People bendiled into neat columns. Secrets stay buried exactly where he puts them. He is the man powerful people call when they want problems erased-and the man no one ever truly knows. Madeline Voss believes she has found safety in him. A whirlwind engagement. A perfect gentleman. A love story that arrives fast enough to outrun doubt. She steps willingly into his world, unaware that devotion, once claimed, does not loosen its grip. Tess Miller never means to be noticed. Soft-spoken, observant, and achingly young, she has spent her life trying not to take up space. When Trevor enters her orbit, nothing about him feels loud or cruel-only precise, attentive, inevitable. He sees her in ways no one ever has. And once seen, she cannot be unseen. What begins as protection becomes possession. What feels like safety becomes a cage lined in silk. And love-real or imagined-proves to be the most dangerous currency of all. Kept is a dark psychological romance about power disguised as care, devotion mistaken for destiny, and the quiet horror of being chosen by the wrong man. Some people are taken. Some people are saved. And some are simply... kept.

"Please let me go. I swear I won't tell anyone." At last I managed to say with my teary and hoarse voice while he has me pinned on my own bed. I tried to wriggle out but I was no match to his strength. I wanted to scream help and plead to him more but the lust in his eyes and his bulge on my stomach was telling me that he won't back off no matter what. "Shhhh, Don't worry sweety. Nothing will happen without your consent. So, I am giving you one whole minute to relax and give in." His mouth was so close to mine that his lips almost brushed mine while he said those words. Jane Monroe, is 27, divorced, believe that she is Barren and lives a life of a loner. But everything changed the night she went out to help someone.

"You are mine. I am yours. We are one." **** Running away on your wedding day is inevitable, especially when the Alpha pack you were born into is notorious for abuse. After years of torment, Myra Emerson escapes on her wedding day, only to land straight in the arms of the Rogue King. [TRIGGER WARNING- talks of suicide and rape. Moments of abuse, and strong language. If this makes you uncomfortable, please do not read. Your mental health comes first. ]

I wasn't supposed to fall apart that night. After catching my boyfriend cheating, I made one reckless decision - a night with a mysterious stranger whose name I never even asked. I thought it would be nothing more than a mistake. Just one night. Just one secret. But two months later, two pink lines change everything. And the father of my baby... Is a man who doesn't even know my name. Follow to discover Lena and Adrian's story.

In the mafia world, love is a weakness. When Talia Rossi is forced into an arranged marriage with Nico Vitale, the cold and powerful mafia heir, she expects nothing but a lifetime of control. But beneath Nico's ruthless reputation lies a man who would burn the world for what belongs to him. And now... Talia belongs to him.

In the abandoned world of Alice in Borderland, survival is determined by a simple rule: play the game or die. Every player has a specialty. Spades rely on strength. Diamonds trust logic. Clubs depend on teamwork. Hearts destroy you from the inside out. Everyone belongs to a suit. Everyone except her. No one knows where she came from. No one knows how she keeps surviving games that should have killed her long ago. Some players swear she fights like a Spade. Others insist she solves puzzles like a Diamond. A few believe she's far too good at reading people not to be a Heart. But the truth is far more dangerous. She isn't any suit. She's something else entirely. And in Borderland, being unpredictable might be the deadliest advantage of all. While most players struggle to stay alive one more night, one man watches her with quiet curiosity. Brilliant, detached, and dangerously observant, Shuntaro Chishiya has spent his time in Borderland studying people the same way others study the games. Patterns make survival possible. Except she has none. The more he watches her, the more impossible she becomes to understand. She wins games she shouldn't. Loses games she could easily beat. And somehow always walks away alive. To Chishiya, she isn't just another player. She's a puzzle. But in a world built on manipulation, betrayal, and deadly choices, curiosity can be just as dangerous as the games themselves. Because the closer Chishiya gets to the mysterious girl everyone fears... ...the closer he gets to uncovering the one secret that could change everything. The girl with no suit. The one player Borderland was never meant to have. The Wildcard. ♠️♥️♣️♦️

*on hold until September * "The more you tell me a toy is forbidden... the more I want to break it." "Beg me to save you." A Divine Wedding. A Ruined Temple. A Primordial Nightmare. For twenty-two years, Lilah was polished into the perfect, submissive vessel for the Holy Order. Brainwashed, sheltered, and bound by sacred duty, her path was unyielding: marry the brutal Vanguard Captain Joran on her twenty-second birthday and secure the Light's fading empire. For weeks, she threw desperate prayers into a silent sky, begging for a miracle to save her from a suffocating cage. But her gods weren't listening. A monster was. Enter Zxerachiel. The Abyssal King. A bored, primordial deity of pure malice, greed, and ancient shadows who has spent ten thousand years watching empires burn. When he sets his sight on Lilah, he doesn't see a fragile soul to save-he sees an immaculate porcelain toy. A brainwashed little bird he wants to watch break, piece by exquisite piece. When the wedding day arrives, Zxerachiel doesn't just interrupt the ceremony; he tears down the veil between worlds, slaughtering her captors and painting her pristine ivory gown in fresh, hot crimson. Now trapped within the dark, suffocating expanse of the Obsidian Citadel, Lilah is entirely at the mercy of a god who thrives on her terror. As her artificial world shatters, she must face a brutal reality: the light has utterly abandoned her, and the terrifying nightmare ruling the dark is never going to let her go. "I didn't have to break her faith-their precious Order did that for me. I am merely going to be the one who reaps the wreckage."