"Who's a good fucking mutt?~" Snatched as leverage, Ava Simmons expects, fear, pain...death. But when no rescue comes, and nobody comes looking, Ava is left alone with the man who plans to kill her. He's controlled. Unyielding. Dangerous. As days stretched on, Ava learns the rules within her captivity, and something far more dangerous than fear starts to take shape. In a world where chaos once ruled her life, his control almost feels like safety. He was supposed to be her captor. So why does she feel as though she belongs to him? ( An 18+ Kink-Fantasy based story purely made for adult entertainment.)

"P-please," I whined, my core tightening as cramps ripped through me. His hand gripped my neck even tighter, and he tilted his head disapprovingly. "Please, Sir," I corrected. "Good girl," he said, the approval washing over me. "You are well-informed on how to act. Prove it." ~~~~~ Acquiescence: the acceptance of something without protest. ~~~~~ Charity Ellis is an omega, but hasn't been one for long. Most omegas present on their eighteenth birthday, but she presented on her 23rd birthday. When her parents sell her to Halo, the hottest nightclub in town, she thinks her life is over - that she'll never find a pack to love her and will die of a broken heart. Until Halo's owners meet her and realize she's their mate. Xander Reign - the hitman. Ruthless, daring, decisive. Zade Orion - the face. Polished, charming, assertive. Marcel Vallius - head of security. Secretive, untrusting, cold. Matthias Cresson - second-in-command. Methodical, articulate, demanding. Atticus Hartwick - the boss. Calculating, quiet, unforgiving. Will Charity allow herself to be a part of their lives, or will her new life consume her entire being, leaving her in the dust? Will she gift them with acquiescence? ~~~~~ A reverse harem omegaverse romance. Updates 1-2x a week.

Gemmaine Zenetti - He's the one man who is strictly off-limits: my dad's best friend. I stole a kiss that wasn't mine to take. But in my defense, he stole my heart first. Now, he's made it his mission to act like I don't exist, but he forgot one thing-I've never been good at following the rules. And now that I'm living under his roof, I'm going to make sure he breaks every single one of his. Nathaniel Fischer - She's a liability I can't afford. My best friend's daughter. Once a loud little girl, now a woman who seems designed to dismantle my control. I promised to protect her, to keep her in line. But Gemmaine Zenetti is a whirlwind of chaos, and the more I try to discipline her, the more I realize I'm the one who's losing his grip. I'm supposed to take care of her, but who's going to protect her from me? ~~~ "Hmmm. What made this pussy so wet? You're soaking my couch." The question was a low taunt, and I whimpered, a fresh wave of humiliation and desire washing over me. I was so aroused. "Please, Nate!" I begged, my voice broken and desperate. "Please what, love?" "Pl-please touch me! Please, I want to come." I didn't care how pathetic I sounded. "Fuck, what made this pussy so wet?" He finally slipped his fingers beneath the saturated lace, his calloused fingertips sliding through my slick folds. "You love being spanked, don't you, little slut." "Y-yes. Please, I want to come," I sobbed, pushing back against his hand. "Ah, but you've been naughty," he chided, his voice a dark whisper. "Bad girls don't deserve to come, don't you think?"

She ran from one monster... and fell into the hands of four. Kidnapped, broken, and left bleeding in the dark, the mafia princess is taken by New York's most dangerous syndicate. Four ruthless kings now own her body, her soul, and every filthy scream she makes. They don't want to save her. They want to ruin her. One heals her just to break her again. One makes her bleed for his pleasure. One fucks her like a toy. And one wants her dead. But the more they destroy her, the more she craves their darkness. Gangbanged by Syndicate- a dark why-choose romance where the princess doesn't get rescued... she gets owned. 🔞🔞🔞

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

Ophelia-Daisy Moretti has spent her life locked in a golden cage-unloved, unseen, and forgotten by the family who should have protected her. Born into a world of crime but too soft for it, she survives through daydreams of a love that doesn't exist in her world. Until her father sells her to his enemy. Vincenzo Giovanni is the cold-hearted king of the Italian underworld. Feared, respected, untouchable. He doesn't do love, doesn't do mercy. But when a fragile, wide-eyed girl is delivered to his doorstep as part of a blood-soaked bargain, something begins to shift. She's not what he wanted. But he might be everything she needs. In a world where loyalty is deadly and love is weakness, their story will be written in stolen glances, shattered trust, and the kind of longing that could burn empires to the ground. This is not a love story. It's the war they never saw coming. She was sold to him like property. He never expected her to become his weakness.

"A innocent young girl, untouched by the cruel world, lives a simple life in a small town. Everything changes when a dangerous mafia boss moves into her neighborhood. His powerful presence darkens her doorstep, and soon she finds herself entangled in his dangerous world, becoming his forbidden obsession. She was the sunlight that pierced through the cracks of his dark, violent world-a pure, innocent girl who knew nothing of his bloody reign. Her laughter was a melody he had never heard before, her smile a sight he couldn't turn away from. She was everything he never knew he craved. Yet, he was her darkest nightmare personified - a criminal mastermind with a heart colder than the graves he'd filled. His dangerous allure drew her in like a moth to a flame, while his violent reputation whispered fears into her vulnerable soul. Their worlds should have never met until..."

"Oh, little crybaby, you don't know what you're asking me for," Gabriel spoke darkly. His gazed shifted, boring into me as his breath mingled with mine. "You sit here in your little school uniform with a damn cross hanging from your neck...," he paused, his eyes narrowing as they burned through me. "Not even understanding what you're asking me while your daddy sits at home wondering why his little girl isn't back yet. I don't fuck little girls." I choked out a sob, his fingers flexing around my throat "Run, piagnona," he warned lowly, "Run as fast as you can and pray I don't catch you again cause I can promise that I won't deny myself the pleasure of ruining you a second time." ------------------ A story in which a catholic school girl becomes obsessed with the walking devil reincarnate - an Italian mob boss who loves the idea of ruining her just a little too much. Clementine wants nothing more than to be good, but his temptation is just so sweet. Gabriel wouldn't usually be so captivated by a little church girl, but who was he to deny himself the pleasure? FMC IS OF AGE!

After fleeing her abusive ex in the middle of the night, Chloe Dawson arrives in a small coastal town with nothing but a duffel bag, a crying six-month-old baby, and the last of her savings. She rents a tiny apartment where the walls are paper-thin. Next door lives Sergeant Mason Kane, disciplined, exhausted, emotionally closed off, and currently on leave between military assignments. After years in the army, silence is the only thing that helps him sleep. Then the baby starts crying every night. At first, Mason is irritated. Chloe is terrified of him. Every knock on the door reminds her of the man she escaped.