TRIGGER WARNINGS : Cnc, violence, substance abuse, there are scenes of r*pe and degradation. Please read at your own risk. ENJOY! After her parent's tragic death, nineteen year old Violet Sinclaire moves to old mansion left to her by her father in Louisiana. She plans to find herself, restore herself.. be someone new. However, Violet has no idea of the all consuming and all frightening series of events that will unfold. He watches her. She knows it, and she wants to dive in head first. Violet SinClaire I love this house. I love that it's old and that I have good memories here. I came up here every summer with my brother as a child. It's morbid, I will admit, but then again so am I. But something feels different here this time around.. I feel uneasy, the air feels thicker. Something is calling to me.. or someone. Someone is watching me. The thought instills terror in me and sends waves of fear down my spine.. but I want to know more. I need to know more. What do they want? The Hunter I want her. I watch her. I crave her. I want to hurt her. I will have her, it's just a matter of time. Violet SinClaire will be mine, by any means. She will be become undone by my hands. She loves me, she just doesn't know that yet. I'm here to help her see. This is my vow to Violet.

I was just a college girl out with my best friend. He was the older stranger who watched me like he already knew me. One ride home turned into something I can't explain... and something I'm not sure I should want. All I know is this: he's not normal, and nothing about that night was an accident. This is my first book, I've never written before, so please be kind and patient😭💗 #5 - interracial (15 Dec 2025)

Lucian placed my legs on his lap, took my shoes off, and began rubbing my feet. "How was your day at the gallery?" he asked. "It was so boring," I began. "Wednesdays are always so uneventful..." As I was explaining, his hands began to move up my thigh and underneath my dress. He started rubbing my pussy over my panties. "Mmm," I moaned, trying to grab his arm lightly. "Move your hand & continue, little girl," he commanded. I tried to continue telling him about my boring ass day at work, but the pleasure was becoming overwhelming. "I can't," I gasped. He growled darkly. "Mmm, you want me to suck on your pussy again, don't you, angel?" I whimpered. "Mmm..." Lucian stopped rubbing my pussy and grabbed my neck lightly but effectively. "Answer me when I'm talking to you, Nyla. I want to hear you beg for it. You hear me?" "Yes, Lucian," I breathed out. He smiled lightly. "Good girl. Such a good girl." Then he kissed me with so much lust and passion that my pussy was soaked, and I honestly couldn't wait.

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

⚔︎This book contains mature content and themes, read under your consent, only for 18+. Please check the list of trigger warnings and tropes mentioned inside.⚔︎ BEST RANKINGS;- #1 IN BOYFRIEND (23/10/2024) #1 IN FORCED PROXIMITY (4/2/2025) #1 IN DARK HUMOUR (9/2/2025) #1 IN TOXIC (12/2/2025) #2 IN MINE (16/10/2024) #3 IN SISTER'S BESTFRIEND (29/1/2025) #4 IN MANIAC (26/10/2024) THE UNHINGED PSYCHO - 𝗩𝗔𝗟 ---- Penny has been our friend for years. She's been one of us. But when on New Year's Eve, she brings along a stranger. A stranger she's been preaching to us, for years. I finally get to meet her. Zara Lincoln. Penelope's dear baby sister. Off-limits. Like a moth to a flame, I crave her honey rose and vanilla scent. That Stygian black hair flowing behind her, those feminine curves, big-ass thighs. So fragile, breakable and shackled by the cuffs of her protective family. Too bad, they introduced the precious princess to the big bad wolf. Poor Zara. THE RELUCTANT MUSE - 𝗭𝗔𝗥𝗔 --- I've always been insecure of myself, for years. Being the youngest in the family, protected by everyone and having a wall of people surrounding me. Recently lost weight and still carry all my curves, so when I was invited to my sister's friend's New Year party - I was sweating. There I met him, the dark and brooding presence. Val Lawrence. I wish I would've declined and sat at home binging on Netflix that night. He's always so towering and huge. He's built like a building, which adds to the menacing persona. Always watched me, rarely talked and his heated eyes set me up on fire. They all warned me to stay away, but what could I do? None of them saw anything. He made sure I was the only witness to his wrath and cruelty. Only me. ---- More chapters coming soon. This story is a work of pure fiction and no copyright claims. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 ♡ @mafiac

❝ ʜᴇ ꜱᴘɪᴛꜱ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ , "ꜱᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡ, ᴋᴏᴛʏᴏɴᴏᴋ" ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ with ʜɪꜱ ᴛʜᴜᴍʙ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡɪɴᴅᴘɪᴘᴇ. "ᴏʀ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴄᴋ ɪᴛ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ" ʜᴜᴍɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʙᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ᴠᴇɪɴꜱ, ʜᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪꜱɢᴜꜱᴛ.ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅɪɴɢ ,ᴀ ʙʀᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ. "ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢɪʀʟ," ʜᴇ ᴍᴜʀᴍᴜʀᴇᴅ, ᴡɪᴘɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ᴛʜᴜᴍʙ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ ʟɪᴘ, ꜱᴍᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴛɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ❞ ________________________________ •𝐼𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒶 𝐵𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓋𝒶 : A spoiled twenty years old rich brat since birth .Expensive shoes , dresses , bags , you name it and she had it all. Coming from a rich family was her pride but when her father Rafael Belov divorces her mother ,her life completely turns upside down. Not because her father left , but because now her mother was marrying Ilya.Now Inessa will have to make sure her new stepfather learns her rules : First , she gets whatever she wants Second , no one ever denies her what she wants. •𝐼𝓁𝓎𝒶 𝑅𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓋 :People didn't just respect him , they feared him too. 42 years old , yet dangerous with that perfect face that could make any woman fall for him. He wasn't just the Ceo of the Romanov Enterprises , but he was also a devil in disguise of a gentleman . When an uncompromising situation arises, he has no choice but to marry Amelia Marchetti, a beautiful woman in her late 30s. But he realises too late that his stepdaughter would be the one he craves. She gets whatever she wants? Not on his watch. She would have to beg properly with that mouth of hers.

Three years ago, she left. Three years later, she was back. The man she had left had turned colder, ruthless and an entity screaming danger to the rest of the world. Yet his feelings for her which he never realized turned into insane obsession. Time had only sharpened his hunger for her. Now he wants her; body, mind and soul. Even if it means shackling her to his side. If he must, he will destroy the world just to keep her in his arms. In his world, his love is but Obsession. Dark. Consuming. Inescapable. Dark romance|18+

"P-p-please.." My voice was a jagged, stuttering mess. I frantically clawed at the basement floor, trying to scramble backward, but my limbs were shaking too violently to find traction. Tears cut through the dirt on my face as I stared up at his towering silhouette. "I-I-I'm sorry... I-I p-promise, ! D-don't do this, p-p-please!" Adrien stood completely unhurried, his sapphire eyes dead and hollow. His violence wasn't a fit of rage; it was a cold, calculated execution. He stepped forward, pinning my left leg flat against the concrete with his crushing weight, and brought a solid iron rod down directly onto my kneecap. Crack. An explosive, white-hot agony shattered my mind. I let out a blood-curdling shriek that bounced violently off the walls, my entire body convulsing. "A-A-Adrien! S-st-stop! I-I'm b-begging you!" I screamed, sobbing so hard I choked. Without a word, he lifted the rod again and shattered my right kneecap. I collapsed onto the freezing floor, my teeth clicking violently from the absolute shock. Before I could pass out, Adrien knelt over my trembling form. He shattered a thick sheet of glass against the table, holding a razor-sharp shard in his gloved hand. "You forgot whose name you carry, my dear," he whispered softly. "Let's make sure you remember." He pressed the jagged glass deep into the bare skin of my shoulder blade. I shrieked, my body locking into a rigid line as he began to deliberately engrave his name into my flesh. TRIGGER WARNING‼️‼️ This book is not ordinary dark romance novel . It contains sensitive themes , abuse , sexual assaults , murder and what not. READ WITH CAUTION ‼️‼️

|18+| 𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙚. 𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙'𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧. My best friend had one specific rule for her wedding week: 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐝. It should have been easy. I'm here to be a bridesmaid, not a distraction. Then I met Caleb Calhoun. He's forty-four, runs the biggest ranch in Montana, and looks at me like I'm a natural disaster waiting to happen. He values order, discipline, and respect. I drive a rusted El Camino, drink cheap beer, and thrive on chaos. He thinks I'm just a reckless twenty-one-year-old with nothing to offer but trouble. So, naturally, I decide to be his trouble. I push every button he has. I call him 'Daddy' because I know he hates it-and because I know it makes him think things he definitely shouldn't. To top it off? I flirt with his son just to watch his jaw tick...until his son starts flirting back. His son Benny is freshly back from war, dangerously charming, and looks at me like I'm the first thing he's wanted in years. And the more I provoke the grumpy rancher, the more I realize this isn't a game. Benny wants to keep me. Caleb wants to tame me. And for the first time in my life, I might actually want to be 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝

‼️ DARK ROMANCE +🔞 O paciente mais perigoso não é aquele que grita. É aquele que cala. O caso de Kieran Crowe é um segredo bem guardado. Um homem rico. Um assassino. Um silêncio que dura cinco anos. Mabel Frost é inteligente, destemida e a nova psiquiatra do caso mais perigoso de sua carreira. Ela acredita na ciência, na razão e em seu próprio controle. Mas Kieran não quer ser curado. Ele quer ela. AVISO IMPORTANTE: DIREITOS AUTORAIS ​Esta é uma obra de ficção fruto da minha imaginação. Todos os personagens, cenários e enredos aqui apresentados são de minha autoria exclusiva. ​⚠️ Plágio é crime! De acordo com a Lei nº 9.610/98, é proibida a reprodução, cópia ou adaptação desta história (total ou parcial) sem a autorização expressa do autor.