"The Underground Fighter and His Childhood Best Friend" ❦ Sasha "Kayo" Sokolov is a Russian fighter who was sent to America at a young age. One day, he met a young girl by the name of Everleigh Wilson, who taught him how to speak English, and helped him with his studies. They bonded so easily and became the best of friends. Years passed, and Sasha disappeared. Everleigh had to go on with life without her best friend. Until one lonely night when she saw the one man she loved more than anything beating another man to death. - "What happened to the boy I used to know?" she questioned, shutting her eyes at the feel of his hand traveling up her dress. He was so close to her throbbing core, and she hated how much she wanted him to touch her, enter her, ruin her. Sasha smirked sadistically. "He's gone, kitten. And he's never coming back." ❦ 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. (SAMPLE)

dirty little secret. the rules were simple, don't get attached, don't get caught, and never let your dad find out. you break the first rule almost immediately. the second doesn't stay intact for long. the third? that's the one that'll destroy everything.

In the heart of Toronto, Alessia Morgan Blake lives quietly between duty and dreams. Her days smell of old paper and coffee in her little bookshop. Her nights belong to her dying father.....the only family she has left. Her world is fragile, yet full of love. A devoted boyfriend. A future that finally seems kind. But under the wrong sky, fate listens. One wish upon a falling star tears her from her world and hurls her into another....a realm where kingdoms rise on blood and oaths rot in silence. Here, the moon is colder, the air heavier, and the throne belongs to one man: King Alaric Draxen Vortigern The ruthless ruler of Valemorra.....the Land of the Fallen Oath. A monarch forged in chaos and cruelty. Feared by his enemies, worshipped by his people, hated by the gods themselves. When Alessia appears in his throne room, lost, trembling, wearing clothes no one in his world has ever seen, she becomes his fascination. His curse. His obsession. The king who never wanted a queen finds himself consumed by a girl from another world..... a girl whose defiance lights the fire he thought long dead. But his desire is not gentle. It's possession. And his love is not salvation. It's captivity. She was light. He was ruin. And fate decided they would meet. To Alaric, love is not a word....it's a weapon. And Alessia is the battlefield. To him, she is not a guest. Not a stranger. Not even a prisoner. She is his..... to break, to worship, to keep. And if time dares to take her back, he will destroy it itself. Trapped between two eras, Alessia must choose: the world she left behind or the one that refuses to let her go. Because once the King claims something... he never returns it. ____________________ Read Prologue for details description

Disclaimer This isn't your standard dark romance. No forced marriage. No Italian or Russian sounding names. No instant love. No twenty-something virgin waiting to be "corrupted." And it contains an actual story line, that makes it interesting to read, with plot twists and turns. I can't stand "dark" male characters who are just shallow and arrogant with a leather jacket, so mine isn't. When he gets dark, it's genuinely unsettling, not sexy cosplay. A real redemption arc actually requires something worth redeeming, and this story doesn't shy away from that. I want you torn between wanting to kiss him or wanting to call the authorities. Dan is complicated, not because he recites cringy lines about his "darkness," but because he's built from more than clichés. If you roll your eyes every time a brooding man whispers "Can you handle all my demons?" and if you are looking for a storyline that it's more than girls meet boy - kidnap - love then welcome. You're in the right place. Now on the book: Dan is a ruthless mafia boss. Lilly is a kind strong girl who found herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. After she witnessed too much he decides to kidnap her. What begins as a game of power and punishment quickly spirals into obsession, blurring the line between desire and control. As secrets, betrayals, violence and other forces close in, will our captor and captive finally get their happily ever after? Finished: Nov 2026 10k views: 15 Dec 2025 25k views: 12 Jan 2026 50k views: 13 Mar 2026 100k views: 10 Jul 2026 #1 obsession 20 Dec 2025 #3 mafia 20 Dec 2025 #2 dark 15 Jan 2026 #2 crime 15 Jan 2026

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝟏𝟖+ Aurellia Mitchell never imagined a simple house party could turn into a nightmare. One moment she's drinking and laughing, then everything goes black. She wakes in the back seat of a locked car, an unfamiliar man watching her through the rearview mirror. He turns out to be her best friend's brother. From the moment he noticed her at the party, he's everywhere, lurking in the shadows, tracking her every step, breathing down her neck. And now that he's claimed her attention, he refuses to let it go. Even if she begs on her knees, he won't leave her alone. 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. Rankings: #1 in Crazy (sep 2025) #1 in Psychopath (sep 2025) #1 in Bestfriendsbrother (sep 2025) #1 in Morallygray (sep 2025) #1 in Smutish (oct 2025)

Nova Quinn doesn't kneel for anyone. At eighteen, she's inherited grief, money, and a one-way ticket to Hellridge College-a place known for its elite programs, brutal professors, and whispered warnings. She arrives in black leather, messy bun, and sacred rage. She doesn't want friends. She doesn't want love. She wants silence. But the Vale Brothers don't leave things silent. Lucien, Ronan, and Kai are professors with reputations carved in fear. Sadists in suits. They speak to no one. Look at no one. Until Nova blasts music in their lecture hall and refuses to shrink. She's chaos wrapped in ink and pain. They're control wrapped in dominance and ritual. And when she's hurt, they don't ask questions. They act. What begins as protection turns into obsession. What starts as punishment becomes sacred. Nova doesn't submit easily-but when she does, it's not just to one man. It's to all three. The Professors' Girl is a dark, emotionally charged BDSM standalone about grief, power, and the kind of love that doesn't ask-it takes. Three sadist professors. One leather-clad rebel. This isn't a romance. It's a reckoning.

"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

"You ran, sunshine. Seven fucking years, an ocean, a quiet little life. You thought distance could cure you of me. Sweet thing - I'm the disease. And I don't want the fucking cure either. I took the throne so I could put every camera and every satellite on this planet between you and your next breath. I'll burn London to find the street you live on. I'll tear the Crown off my own head and use it as a key. And when I find you - and I will find you - you can wear that quiet little life like a Sunday dress. I'll peel it off you one slow inch at a time. With my teeth, if I have to." - Asher Rowan _____ To the world, Asher Rowan is the Crown Prince of England - the most photographed man on the planet, with three centuries of bloodline and the entire British intelligence apparatus at his back. To Athena, he is just a boy who read books to her at the back of a public library when they were sixteen. She walked away from him seven years ago. Clean breakup. Calm voice. A lie she swore would die in her mouth. She built a small life in London - paint on her wrists, sunshine in her smile - and told herself she made peace with him. She is about to open her phone, and the world is about to show her his face. He took the throne for one reason. To find her. He expects her to be afraid. He expects her to run. What he does not expect is that the sunshine girl from that library never stopped being his. That she did not leave because she stopped loving him. She left because she loved him too much to let him carry her. He built an empire to hunt her. He took a throne to claim her. And he will burn it all down to drag her back into the only ordinary life he was ever allowed to live. _______ "The Royal Prince | 18+" is the special edition of the "Princes of Ardencrest" Series. {Can be read as a standalone}

"This is what happens when you try to take away what is ours," he whispered into my ear, causing me to shiver. "We'll strip you down, tie you up, and never let you go. You're our perfect little slave, aren't you?" ~ One gift. One threat. One stalker. And she lost everything. Emma had everything she could've wanted; A membership at the most exclusive BDSM club in the city, the sweetest best friend she could've ever asked for, and three devilishly handsome men with a talent for making all her desires come true-until he arrived. Hidden in the dark, in crowds, behind gifts and screens, he follows her, tracks her, watch her. Wanting her. Emma knew danger was stalking her, trying to take her away from everyone, but most of all from them. The first gift came with a warning, how many would she get before the warning became a threat? And a threat became a promise? Could she ignore the warning, or did she have to give away what her heart treasured the most? Or were the men she needed to run from the ones she should be running towards? ~ "You look perfect like this. All naked. All bound. All ours," one of them growled; the finality of his statement felt like a branding on my bare skin. I wanted the branding to sting, to burn-to forever keep me at my masters' side, like an invisible mark linking my life with their life. My soul with their soul. But I knew, nothing would ever be final as long as he was still there, lurking. Waiting. Wanting. This book contains steamy, erotic scenes, age-gap romance with multiple men, and filthy language. Two chapters will be posted 31. December at 12 PM (GMT), then one chapter every other day.

"You were ours from the second we saw you," he stated as if I didn't have a choice in it, and the truth was, I didn't need to because he was right. I was theirs, but what they didn't know was that they were mine, too. *** One invitation to an open house. One moment. One chance. And everything changes. When Emma receives an invite to the most exclusive BDSM club in the city, she knows she needs to go. At Desire's Den, she'll experience pain and pleasure, bondage, domination, and submission - all intertwined. For the first time in her life, she dares herself to go after what she wants. She'd always been too afraid. Now she is ready. Now she just has to secure a dominant. But just as everything she ever desired is in her grasp, she finds something she never expected: three possessive masters, all ready to claim her. Callan, the owner of Desire's Den, could make even the most innocent woman hungry with lust. His voice is soft as silk, and as wicked as the dirtiest fantasy you've ever had. Mateo, the sweet-tongued professor, is every woman's dream: a gentleman in public, and filthy in private. Gideon, the trio's resident bad boy, is owner of one of the most popular nightclubs in the city. Behind his calm and stone façade is a violent storm ready to conquer the object of his obsession. And she just might be the one they've been waiting for.