Khastle Hasegawa's life instantly changes when her father strikes a desperate deal with Asha, the demon prince of lust, to save her life in exchange for her hand in marriage. On her 18th birthday, Asha returns to claim her, dragging her away to his kingdom in hell. As Khastle navigates her new reality as the wife of one of the seven princes of hell, she uncovers a dark curse tied to Asha's past. Drawn deeper into his world, Khastle realizes she may be the key to breaking the curse and altering his fate. Curse Series Book 3

Your existence is like a fuel to my soul and it keeps me wanting you more. -Thorn Reeve ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷ Her eyes starts to water as her lips quivers in fear. "Tell me," I paused as I tightened the grip in her hands up above her head while still pinning her on the wall, my free hand holding her waist possessively in place."Who is he?" I waited for her answer impatiently while looking at her straight in the eyes. She blinked her green big orbs before speaking. "W-why do..y-you care!?", she shouted at me, stuttered. I don't know why do I care so much either. I don't even know why I'm acting like this.. as far as I remember it all started when I saw her in her dark room. The sight of her creamy legs and slender body, not to mention..her round shaped ass and perky boobs ignites something inside me, I know it's wrong to feel this kind of feelings towards your little sister but wait, we aren't even blood related and that just made the fire inside me grow wilder. I pressed my body more against her and I almost cussed when I felt her boobs being pressed on my naked chest, as I tightened my grip on her hands even more and this time my free hand went a bit lower from her waist until it reached the middle of her round ass and I heard her gasp. "Answer only what I asked, and don't you dare to lie about it." she flinched from my touches as her body began to tremble and it made me smirk. I love to see how my touches affect her. "O-okay..h-he's my ..*gulped* suito--",my eyes instantly clouded in rage as I felt like the veins in my head will gonna explode and before she could finished her answer I immediately cut her off. "FUCK IT! YOU'RE ONLY MINE!" and before she could react, I crushed my lips against her lips roughly causing her to gasped in shock. ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷ Warning: Mature and explicit content. Read at your own risk. You've been warned. Lots of love

𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 ✧ 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧 [𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 1 𝖔𝖋 𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝕾𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘] 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭, 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫. ________________ "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞. "𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠." 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧?" 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬-𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭, 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. Starting ~ 1 June 2025 Ended ~ 27 September 2025

"I know what you're doing," I said, pointing my spoon at him and he cocked a curious eyebrow, "Is that so?" I nodded as I spooned more pudding into my mouth and straightened my back, "You're trying to intimidate me, make me spill my secrets. I have none so your psychology-ridden methods won't work on me." "I don't buy it," he grinned mischievously and I shrugged, "There's not a price." He walked towards me and placed his hands on either side of me on the counter, leaning in so almost our noses were touching. I cleared my throat and shook my head, "Elliott, you have to stop." A smile graced his plump lips as humor danced in his eyes, "And why's that?" I wriggled out of his stance and hopped off of the counter, eating another spoonful of the delicious goodness, "I want to see where things go with Dean. He's your brother so why are you doing this?" "Doing what?" He asked, knowingly. He asks so many questions. "That thing you do. That smile. Your touches. The way you look at me, Elliott, please." --------------- Cameron Moore, a troubled girl from a small town in England, flees her dark past and wounds up living in her sister's house in America to attend university. She turns friends into family, involuntary love interests, and eventually finds herself in a love triangle with two brothers despite telling herself she has no time for romance. Will she stick to her promises or will she give into her love affairs even after everything that happened to her back in England? #1 in Recovery on 5/15/20 #6 in CollegeStory on 9/20/21

Owned By Him: Till Death Do Us Apart | A Dark Romance | 18+ Seraphina Blake was born to smile, nod, and obey. A prodigy at the piano and a masterpiece of quiet elegance, she was raised to be seen-not heard. But when her father signs away her future for power and prestige, Seraphina is thrown into a world of sharp suits, colder stares, and a last name that drips with legacy and lies. Damien Thorne is everything she isn't. Billionaire CEO. Heartless. Untouchable. The type of man who doesn't flinch when the world burns-because he's usually the one who lit the match. He never asked for a wife. Especially not one like her. But in a world where love is currency and marriage is war, Seraphina must learn how to survive the empire she was forced into... Even if it means melting the ice around Damien's heart-or letting it consume her. ---------------- The shock stole my voice. I could feel the smooth surface at my back and the heat of his body so close it made my skin burn. My wrists were pinned, and I was trapped. Still, I whispered, "Why are you doing this...?" His voice was low, rough, dangerous. "You play beautifully," he said, his breath ghosting against my skin. "So graceful. So poised. So perfect." For a moment, I almost believed it was a compliment. But then he leaned closer. "But I see past that sweet little act," he whispered. "All the pretty smiles and perfect posture-it's a facade. You're just another spoiled princess playing pretend. But don't bother. You won't fool me." ----------------

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 '𝐒𝐢𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐞' 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐒𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞. .•● ✧ ●•. "Smoking is bad for you," he husks next to my ear, squeezing the flesh of my hips before he lets me go and quits the butt of the cigarette with his shoe. With a swift motion I turn the tables, pressing him against the wall this time. My forearm on his throat, holding the tall man in place. I have to throw my head back to look him in the eyes and I have no idea where I've got the courage from, but my temper gets the best of me as I have enough of his games. "You know what's bad for you, darling? Taking me by 120 million dollars." His head dips down to mine, hovering over me. My stomach flutters, and my knees are getting weak from the simple gesture. "Sucks to get a taste of your own medicine, no, love?" He murmers, scanning my face. "You know, you could make all of this stop. Just say the words." His hot breath is fanning over my face as he whispers the next words: "Say you're sorry. 'I'm sorry, sir'. Three words and this war is over." .•● ✧ ●•. One month after Gina's wedding, things get out of hand between Sophia Romano and Avan Kobayashi when they both fight for the top position. Stubborn as they are their little fight for an apology, mixed with a sprinkle of lust and passion, results in something way bigger than their egos. .•● ✧ ●•. NOT a standalone!

𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 ..... After Matteo Verrati kidnaps Aurora Moretto to save her life, they both agree that it would be safer for her to stay with him because of the threats to her life. Aurora didn't expect to find solace in him, Aurora didn't expect to fall for him and she surely didn't expect to go insane.

ABOUT: Arden Ashbourne is a college student with a secret - by day, she's the top of her engineering class. By night, she dances under neon lights to survive. Her world is sharp, hungry, and unforgiving. Elias Carrington is untouchable - a wealthy, quiet pre-law student who moves through life like nothing can touch him. Cold. Controlled. Until her. What begins as glances turns to gravity. He watches her like she's art. Touches her like prayer. Loves her like ruin. But love like this doesn't come clean. It's messy. Raw. Slow-burning and soul-consuming. She was never meant to be his salvation, but now he can't breathe without her. And when he has her - in his arms, on his face, wrapped around his heart - he doesn't hold back. This is not a story of perfection. This is a story of what it means to be wanted in your entirety - bruised, beautiful, and burning. Mature. Obsessive. Intoxicating. This is worship dressed as love. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ "You," he growled, backing me into the wall just inside the loft and pressing his body hard against mine, "are the hottest, smartest fucking girl I've ever met." I was giddy, breathless, already burning. "Elias-" "Who's my smart girl?" he whispered against my ear, his breath hot, his hands already sliding under my shirt. My entire body lit up. The compliment. The heat in his voice. The sheer ownership threaded into that question. "I am," I gasped. He pulled back just enough to look at me, eyes blazing, jaw tight. "Say it again." "I'm your smart girl," I whispered, flushed and aching. "Damn right you are." He kissed me then-hard, hungry, lips claiming mine with heat that melted straight down my spine. My back hit the wall with a soft thud, but I didn't care. I couldn't think. I could barely breathe. His tongue slid into my mouth, and I moaned into the kiss, hips rocking against his without meaning to.

Isabella is desperate for her own independence, but her overprotective father stands in the way of her future. When she demands that she attends a University two hundred miles away from her home, her father only has one exception; a bodyguard. Elio is dedicated to his career to honour his late sister, but when he owes a favour to an ex-mafia boss, he takes body-guarding to a completely new level. Isabella is reckless and likes to push her bodyguards limits. Elio has zero patience and a desire to punish his client. When things start to get heated and unexpected feelings get in the way, their forbidden relationship becomes a distraction when Isabella's life is on the line. Elio is desperate to not let down another important woman in his life. But he can't save everyone, including his own bleeding heart. Tropes: - Mafia Romance - Bodyguard - Age-gap (8 years - FMC is 21 and MMC is 29) - Forbidden Love - Brat FMC/Grumpy MMC - Light BDSM (sub/dom vibes) - Size difference (5'4 & 6'6) - University/College Setting - Past Trauma/Healing - ANGST (so much of it)

❝MY SILENCE IS MY EXPRESSION OF PAIN❞ Ryder Baizen, is your typical 'bad-boy'. The platinum blonde has every girl falling to his feet, while every boy attempts to be him. Everyone wants to be friends with him, but he only has two main friend's he can trust. One being Hunter Carter. Hunter Carter, has been popular since he first came into the world - that's what happens when you're born into the Carter bloodline. Hunter different from Ryder, he tend's to care more about people feelings. Hunter is highly protective of his sister, but that doesn't stop Ryder falling for the mysterious girl. Shelia Carter, the beautiful younger sister of Hunter. Unlike her older brother and his friendship group, she prefers to keep to herself occasionally reading book for peace. Everyone is confused by her - she's a mystery, a broken piece. All mysteries have secrets. Most stories have an happy ending, right? Well, not this one. valentinahera©