Claimed: You Can't Escape Us | A dark Romance | 18+ Aurora Hart never wanted the attention of the wealthy, elite students at her prestigious school. But as a scholarship student at a school full of privileged kids, she can't escape the spotlight, especially when twin brothers Damien and Roman Knight take notice. Damien is impulsive, chaotic, and thrives on control, while Roman is cold, calculating, and always a few steps ahead. The brothers are the kings of the school-feared and respected by all. They don't care that Aurora doesn't want their attention; now that they've found her, they won't let her go. Caught between the Knights' dangerous obsession and their unrelenting power, Aurora must navigate a world of manipulation and control she never asked for. But in the world of the Knights, there is no escaping their grasp. The Bullies is a dark, gripping tale of obsession, power, and survival-where one girl becomes the pawn in a game she never chose to play.

Some doors should never be opened. Some monsters wear beautiful faces. When Nairobi accepts a job at the most elite nightclub in Eldoria, she expects long nights, difficult customers, and a paycheck that will keep her afloat. what she doesn't expect is....him. Lucian Feared. Untouchable. Beautiful in ways that storms are beautiful....from a distance. The club hides secrets. People go missing. The staff doesn't ask questions. And the police? They already belong to him. But when Nairobi witnesses something she was never meant to see, she learns one terrifying truth: In Lucian's world... leaving is not an option. And worse? The more she fears him... The more she is drawn to him. Because some monsters don't chase. They claim.

"You think you can just look past me, Pearls. You think you are safe in the dark. But I can twist your reality until you forget your own name. I will make you doubt your own mind. I will make you question every breath you take. Until the only truth you have left in this world... is me. I am going to become your entire fucking reality. And I will tear your quiet life apart before I ever let you walk away." - Tristan Virelle _____ To the Elite of Ardencrest, Tristan Virelle is the Shadow Prince. He is a quiet, lethal illusionist who ruins minds without ever raising his voice. To Iris, he is just a broken boy standing in her way. She is a Ghost Tier student who wants to be completely invisible. She has absolutely no idea she just challenged a master manipulator. Tristan is a predator raised on lies. Fascinated by her icy control, he traps Iris in his web. He uses his dark psychological games to make her doubt her own sanity. He expects her to crack. He expects her to run. But Iris does not flinch. She is the absolute zero to his chaos. And she is quietly holding the one secret that could burn his empire to the ground. He built a flawless mental cage to make her his pawn. But the Shadow Prince played the wrong girl. He isn't destroying her reality. She is the only thing holding his together. And he will burn his own empire down just to stay at her feet. _______ "The Shadow Prince | 18+" is the fourth book in the Princes of Ardencrest Series. {Can be read as a standalone}

"You refuse to speak because you think your voice is a curse, Butterfly. A poison that destroys everything it touches. So poison me. Whisper their names, and I will gladly show you how a real monster burns the world to ash just to keep you warm. You think you are trapped in the dark with a psychopath, papillon. You don't realize I am just waiting for your command." - Nikolai de Rivel ____ To Leah, silence is the only armor she has left. Deaf, traumatized, and terrified of physical touch, she just wants to survive Ardencrest University without being seen. When she completely ignores the school's most dangerous French heir on her first day, she thinks she safely avoided a predator. She has no idea she just gave the Reaper Prince a puzzle he is dying to take apart. Behind his polite smiles and lethal elegance, Nikolai de Rivel is an empty-eyed psychopath who demands absolute, psychological control. He doesn't just want to claim her body; he wants to conquer her mind. Leah thinks the campus is naturally parting for her; she doesn't know Nikolai is viciously destroying anyone who steps too close. She thinks she is finally finding peace in the shadows; she doesn't know he is meticulously rewriting her entire reality so she has no choice but to crave his touch. He doesn't want to hide her from the monsters of her past. He wants to drag her into the dark, place her on his lap, and teach her how to rule it. He is the devil. And her rare voice is his trigger. ______ "The Reaper Prince | 18+" is the third book in the Princes of Ardencrest Series. {Can be read as a standalone}

Leo Rivera. Yeah, he's an asshole. He likes power, he likes control, and he clearly has secrets, I'm not supposed to know. Every girl wants him. Not me. So how the hell did I end up as his intern... and pressed against a wall? "Don't lie, Sofia," he whispered against my neck. "You know you want me." Expect the unexpected when you read. ;) A Dark Romance #1 in enemies (Dec 5th) #1 in brooding (Dec 5th) #1 steamyromance (Dec 7th) ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴡᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴀꜱ ꜱʜᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴜɴɴɪᴇꜱ!!! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes.Reader discretion is advised.

A stalker romance Final-year student Maeve prefers a quiet life, dedicating herself to her studies. But one day, she discovers a mysterious gift on her doorstep. Initially charmed and intrigued by the secret admirer, her world begins to darken. The gifts take on a disturbingly obsessive tone, and Maeve becomes haunted by the feeling of being watched. Paranoia grows as she contemplates the possibility of a stalker. Her tranquil existence crumbles as she grapples with the unsettling transformation of her life.

𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘑𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘦. 𝘔𝘺 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦. *** My initial plan is to get far away from here. I emphasize on the word 'initial', because I'm on my way to hop on a plane and do exactly that, but that's when I see her. And suddenly nothing else matters but her. Not even my escape. I silently watch her, the sole sight of her awakening my most urgent, terrifying needs. This girl could make me lose my mind. Well, what's left of it. And the moment she makes the first move? It seals her fate. My obsession. My sunshine. Mine. *** /!\ DARK ROMANCE /!\ Tropes: - Dual POVs - Stalker romance - He fell first and he fell harder - Anti-hero and morally bad MMC - Secret identity - Small town Trigger warnings: - Graphic sex scenes: dirty talk, masturbation, voyeurism, unprotected sex, oral sex (received and given), primal play, public sex, drunk sex, edge play, begging kink, praising kink, spiting kink - Stalking, manipulation, blood, sequestration, murder and description of previous murders, mention of accidental deaths - The MMC is very familiar with the foster system and mental institutions This story is twisted, with unethical behaviors. So if you're not comfortable with any topic mentioned above, this one might not be for you. And remember, this is only fiction. Have fun and enjoy!

"𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚." Olivia groaned and crossed her arms, standing her ground. "Don't tell me what to do. You're not my dad." Amusement filled Santino's gaze as he stood up, abandoning the papers he desperately needed to read and sign. Yet, all that was forgotten as her bewitching lips protruded. "I might not be your dad but," a midnight lock of hair was pinned behind her ear, "I can be your papi." Shuddering, her body drew closer to him, betraying her mind. "You're sick." Taking the nape of her neck, Santino leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Yet you still dream about my touch, don't you, principessa?" ❦ When Santino Adriano discovers that the Bratva has betrayed their neutrality by secretly working with his family's enemies, he's determined to send a brutal message that cannot be ignored. His target? The Bratva kingpin's sister, Olivia Morozov-a sheltered girl who knows little to nothing about the dark underworld her family controls, having been shielded from the darker truths of her family's empire her entire life. Fresh out of boarding school and blissfully oblivious to the power struggle boiling beneath her feet, Olivia is suddenly whisked away from everything she's ever known and thrust into a world where loyalty is weaponised and power is the ultimate prize. As secrets and long-buried lies unravel around her, she realises she's caught in a game where the unrelenting fight for power holds more value than human lives-including her own. Santino is cold, calculating, and relentless - everything Olivia should fear. Yet, she is intrigued by by his deadly nature. The line between fear and attraction is thin, and like a moth to a flame, she seeks him out, unafraid of the burn it may cause. She's never known anyone like him-an older, dangerous man who makes her question everything she thought she knew about desire. Olivia just didn't expect her captor to be so handsome.

Camryn Wells wasn't trying to rebuild her life so much as outrun the version of it that nearly destroyed her. After a year and a half off the grid, nursing wounds no one could see and some that still ached like hell, she's back in Pittsburgh. Sort of. She's here for Gwen, the woman who adopted her, who's now fading into early-onset dementia. She's on night shift, working trauma at PTMC, trying to remember the nurse she used to be-and to convince her small army of overprotective siblings that she's fine now. That she's not the broken girl they saw in that hospital bed in Boston. Camryn is sunshine incarnate: bright-eyed, too kind, stubbornly hopeful, and despite everything, still believes in second chances. What she didn't plan on? Her new next-door neighbor just happens to be the gruff, quiet, unflinchingly calm ED attending who runs her shift with surgical precision... and dry quips that cut sharper than a scalpel. Dr. Jack Abbot doesn't do distractions. Not from interns. Not from administration. And definitely not from the impossibly cheerful nurse who crash-landed into his backyard and, somehow, into his life. Guarded, fiercely competent, and more at ease in chaos than comfort, Jack prefers solitude-until Camryn. With her pastel mugs, man-hating cat, and maddening habit of calling him out with a smile, she worms her way into every corner of his neatly boxed-off world. She's not what he expected. And he's exactly what she wasn't ready for. But on the night shift, where everything broken comes through the door eventually, maybe they'll both learn healing doesn't always look like what you thought.

Disclaimer: Mature Audience Only This book is specifically designed to be viewed by adults and therefore may be unsuitable for children under 17. This book may contain one or more of the following: crude indecent language, explicit sexual activity, or graphic violence. Isaac and Jessica were head over heals in love with each other, to the point that they were planning their wedding, talking about starting a family, and moving in together. That all changed when Jessica met, Alexander, Isaac's father. Alexander captivated her body, mind, and soul. He demanded her attention, her love, her innocence until nothing else in this world mattered to her, but him. "Once upon a time I loved Isaac, once upon a time he was everything to me, but over a few short months he no longer meant anything at all. It wasn't intentional, to fall in love with my fiancee father, but I could never regret it. He mesmerized me to the point where I tossed my morals to the wind and prayed for guidance. I craved him, I ached for him, I needed all of him. Alexander was off limits, in more ways than one, but that wouldn't stop the fire that burned between us. Our souls demanded to be one, how could we fight against fate?" How far will they go to be in each other's arms? Read to see how this tragic love story unfolds. "Touch yourself for me," he breathed. With a shaky hand, I slowly moved my hand down in between my breast, venturing lower. My breathing hitched as he spread my legs wider. His smoldering eyes hypnotized by my traveling hand. A soft moan escaped my lips as a brushed over my soaked panties. "Take them off." He demanded. I didn't even give it a second thought before removing them. Handing them to him, he brought my panties to his nose and inhaled deeply. Hungrily he stared at me. Bare and open to his lustful eyes. "Please," he begged. UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING/REVISION. -I do not own the rights to these images. © Copyright all rights reserved