"Marry me." He said it like he was ordering coffee. Calm and fucking certain. "Like hell I will, bastard." "Let me rephrase, Mr. Lantsov." His eyes sharp enough to draw blood. "If you want Project Athena, you will marry me." "Wh-what?" My laugh cracked somewhere between disbelief and panic. "Have you lost your mind!" He took a step closer, slow, deliberate. "It's a business arrangement. You're good at faking, aren't you?" I scoffed. "Faking? You-you'll be the one faking shit. You're as straight as the rod you keep up your ass!" His smile didn't reach his eyes. "That's my issue, not yours." "And-" My throat went drier, "what's mine?" "Saying yes before I decide you no longer have a choice." ------- CHECKMATE CHRONICLES (The Art of Deception) Two corporations. Two kings. One throne no one's willing to share. Asael Lantsov is fire - reckless, untamed, impossible to cage. Isaac Warren is ice - controlled, calculating, deadly when provoked. A reckless heir who treats chaos like oxygen. A control freak who counts every molecule of it. They were meant to compete, not collide. But when the world's most expensive tech project - Project Athena - forces their companies into a joint venture, rivalry turns into a war behind polished smiles and billion-dollar contracts. And the final move? A legal marriage binding their corporations and maybe their lives for two years. Enemies by history. Lovers by law. Bound by a contract neither can escape. In a game where every secret could cost the world its freedom, love isn't the endgame - it's the most dangerous weapon of all. When fire meets ice, chaos reigns. And in their world, checkmate isn't just the end- it's the beginning.

When a STALKER kidnaps a SERIAL KILLER... °•°•°~-~-~°•°•°~-~-~°•°•° A woman obsessed with a brutal serial killer captures him in her basement, but as their battle of wits turns intimate, she must decide if she's his captor, his lover-or his next victim. °•°•°~-~-~°•°•°~-~-~°•°•° ''It's dangerous. He's dangerous. That sick fuck might be a cannibal with a blood kink for all I know. He might literally eat my pussy, until it's ripped out between my thighs. I don't want that to be the main cause of my death. Though the thrill of it all... whether he would bite me off completely or be merciful...was like playing Russian roulette....and it was making me tear up, but not in the eyes, but between my thighs. At that moment, I felt myself getting wet. I was confused actually, because I was totally and honestly afraid, but it got me SO...wet. That's when I realized I had been moaning loudly, and the panties stuck in my throat did nothing to volume it down.'' °•°•°~-~-~°•°•°~-~-~°•°•° 🎀TRIGGER WARNINGS🎀 CNC CBT Dubcon Gore Murder Beheading Gutting Stabbing Biting Physical, mental torture Suffocation Castration Masochism Sadism Cannibalism Hybristophilia Paraphilia Stockholm Syndrome Blood fetish Rough play Impact play Choke play Blade play Bondage Pegging Cuffing Stalking Kidnapping Human trafficking Drugs/Drugging.

ℕ𝕚𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕤 ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕕 is a 19 year old soccer player. He has been in love with a girl, whose name he doesn't even know, for years now. She lives in the large house 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓪𝓭, for as long as he can remember. He only ever sees her watering her dying roses at the witches hour every Wednesday. But something about this dangerously beautiful creature begins to pull at his heartstrings, forming questions, answers, and even more confusing feelings. 'It was Wednesday morning again. I waited, hands sweaty, at the gate to the house 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓪𝓭. 02:56. My eyes darted around, as I ran a shaking hand through my hair. 02:57. The brief hoot of a lonely owl, pulled my brain from the abyss as I checked my watch again. 02:58. A soft rustling in the bushes. The whisper of the nightly wind in my ear. 02:59. I began to shake, sweating bullets and shivering, glancing at my watch. 02:59. The minute seemed endless, like it was trapped in the void of time. 02:59. I stood from my crouched position. 02:5-03:00. I froze. The door clicked open, and a tall slender figure clad in a long black gown, practically floated out, green eyes bright and unblinking. The red of her rouged lips starkly contrasted to the chalky pallor of her soft skin as she walked closer to the rose bush, bathed in moonlight. I could do nothing but stare. Her beauty was unparalleled to any other human I had ever seen. She was 𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵.'

"I'm going to breed you Elio. I'll fill you up with my cum over and over again, until it's dripping down your thighs and even then...i won't stop." Lucien Hale has been searching for his mate since he came of age. At twenty four he has a year left to find his mate before he's forced to marry to continue the Alpha's bloodline. Elio Bennett spends his days working at a bookstore and his nights working on his novel. All he wants to do is write. His whole life is turned upside down when he meet his mate who just so happens to be a man.

"You'll learn to love the way I destroy you." ~~~~ "Stop squirming." "You're too big!" I cried, shifting. His length drilled into me, pressing in all the right place. "You say that like it's a bad thing," he responded in amusement. I glared up at him. "You're going to tear me apart!" "Oh, baby girl..." he learned forward, "that's been my plan all along. "Now sit still while I ruin you." ~~~~ I thought this place was haunted... the house I moved into. The rickety walls, the broken floors, the dusty air. I managed to clean it, but... But then there's a man in the mirror. I walk down the hall, and he's there, haunting me, watching me, playing with me. A ghost. This house was haunted. But little did I know... that he wasn't a ghost at all. No, he was very real. THEY were very real. And their plan to corrupt me had been set in place the moment I set foot in this house.

Mark was the definition of ordinary. He was content with his quiet life, his simple desk job, and the comfort of blending into the background of a bustling city. He never wanted to be noticed. But beauty can become a curse when it catches the eye of a predator.. One look was all it took for Daniel Rousseau to decide that Mark was meant to be his wife. His possession. In a single night, Mark's world is ruined. Dragged into a high-floor gilded cage overlooking the city, he is forced to adapt to a life filled with dark obsession, intense possessiveness, and a man who rules with absolute control. For six months, Mark fights tooth and nail, refusing to let his spirit break beneath Daniel's crushing grip. But soon, he finds another man even more broken than himself a man who has completely lost hope. Now, Mark decides to set him free from this bloody cage. How far will he go to buy his freedom? And when you pretend to give in to the madness, how do you stop yourself from actually falling into it?

╰┈➤Opposites attract, the law of physics states. I didn't think it applied to me. ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· ׂ((CREDITS FOR COVER: @ONYXacees)) Adrian Varga is the definition of a model student. Straight A's, an excellent athlete, an S-tier reputation and an enviable amount of wealth and status in his name. His whole future is mapped out, and all he has to do is to maintain this plan, follow the path and not screw it up. Nothing and no one can get in his way. He must see anything hindering his success as a distraction and ignore his desires. Every year, month, week and day is an ongoing cycle. Wake up, eat, be perfect, sleep, and repeat. But this cycle soon breaks, and a new obstacle enters his path. Enter Axel Konstantinos. Certified bad boy, school delinquent, horrible grades and an F-tier reputation. He's the complete opposite of Adrian: impulsive, cocky, flirty, and reckless. He's someone Adrian does not want to cross paths with. But it's too late before Adrian realizes he's in too deep. (ORGINAL CREATOR: @SIG1astatine on Wattpad)

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 #1 in Threatening 4/17/26

"Next time, genius, you're gonna fuck my mouth until the desk rattles." Teagan's a straight-A genius. Equations? Easy. Life? Total disaster. Messy room. Always late. Zero game. Enter Aurelian Vega-sharp tongue, wicked smile, and a habit of leaning in too close during their "study sessions." Tutoring was supposed to be about calculus... but every formula ends with Aurelian's lips at Teagan's ear, every problem set with Teagan flushed and trembling. Lessons turn into touches. Pages blur into kisses. Genius meets temptation-and suddenly, the only subject left to master is pleasure.

She thought she had escaped. A new country, a new name, a child she swore to protect - yet every heartbeat still carried his shadow. He was never gone. He let her believe in freedom, let her build her fragile world, only to shatter it when he returned - broken, scarred, but more dangerous than ever. Because his ruin is only another cage, and she and her child have always belonged inside it. She built a new life. He built a new cage. ---