You can't escape us now. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ I breathed shakily, tipping my head back when my breasts exposed to the crisp air. Sam just caught one in his hand, squeezing it tightly and making me whimper. "They're fuller than I remember." Pleasure struck through me, and I turned my face to the side, restraining a moan. "Do you like that?" Sam whispered low. "What's down here?" Nash cooed. "Look at that," Sam smiled down at me, "not as innocent as I thought." "Especially when she's dripping onto the sheets," Nash said, looking up with a smirk. "I am innocent!" I whined. Sam just kissed my neck, making my breaths catch. "Not for long, Sweetheart." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ A purposeful kidnapping turns into their greatest obsession. They had kept her for years, but she escaped, slipping through their fingertips. Now, three years later, Maddie's in college with her best friend, Cameron and getting a degree forced upon her by her parents. While eating dinner with her friend, she's enjoying her night, but her eyes set on familiar pairs of dark ones. Their dark smiles and dangerous sights focused all on her. All the light inside her drained. They found her. Our Little Mouse is a slow burn dark college romance with dangers you cannot resist. With four male love interests to bring you to heaven. #1 in "loveandromance" on May 21 2025 (Our Little Mouse is in the FireNight realm, but is not part of a series)

"You like that, little doll?" he mused, tipping the candle down. The hot wax clipped onto my clit, immediately burning the skin. I screamed in pain, curling my toes as tears slipped down my cheek. "All bound up for me, spread nice and wide." He dripped another one, and I screamed, my legs vibrating. "Your beautiful mouth taped shut," he continued, cocking his head to the side. I watched anxiously as he lowered the candle, and the flame hovered inches over my clit, making my eyes round in horror. Don't! DON'T! He smiled up at me. "When you antagonized me, sweetikins. Did you think I was the nice one or the mean one?" He smirked wider. "Do you even know now?" I watched anxiously. He smirked and lowered the candle further, the fire enclosing around my clit. I screamed in pain, my back arching. _________ We went in the woods thinking it would be fun: a party, an endless night of fun. But as we entered in the blackened trees, we felt something off... the night... was too silent. No wolves howling, no birds cooing, no crickets chirping... Only the sound of the hunter's boots following close behind. I turned when I shouldn't have, and saw the crooked doll mask deep in the darkness... I tried to run, but it was no use. For once you see the mask, it's already too late.

"You look so beautiful, tied to my wall," I said peacefully. She struggled against the bindings, muffling curses with the gag in her mouth. I regarded her kindly, eyeing her up and down, noting how she was shaking. I peered up with a smirk. "This isn't what you thought would happen when you lost our game, is it?" She glared at me. "Well... now that you're mine..." I leaned down and picked up a lighter, clicking it on and seeing her eyes round. "We're going to see how much pain that clit of yours can really take." ~~~~~~~ He was the devil. He was pure evil, a monster in disguise, a breath of pure poison. Something that would surely kill me... but I just couldn't escape him, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to. The Serpent Society was a sect of FireNight buried deep into the depths of this island, that no one of mainland knew about. Hosted by five of the most dangerous men... and I was enclosed with them. Everyone told me to watch out for the worst one, the most malicious Serpent in the game... Elias Sparrow. I kept my head down, but little did I know... His eyes were already on me.

"That's it, hardening up for daddy. What a good boy." I grunted, moaning and tipping my head back. "Let's pull it out," he mused. "Oh... someone's excited today, isn't he?" "No," I choked. "Liar." He chuckled, pulling his hand up and down my length. I groaned. "We can't." "Shhhh..." he cooed, "no talking. But once you're ready to scream my name, feel free." "Scream your...?" He flicked on a lighter, gently lowering it to my cock. It didn't even touch my skin. I screamed out, "WOLF! WOLF! WAIT! WAIT!" "See?" he said, grinning. "Like that." ~~~~~ We used to be childhood friends, he took care of me, avenged me, protected me. And the day I graduated, I forgot him. And he wasn't happy about that. While I spent my days, not able to recall my childhood friend, while I didn't recognize his face or his voice. He grew insane... and then he started plotting. Plotting to destroy me, to hurt me, to burn me. If there's one thing I should've learned, Don't tempt the punisher. Because he loves to make you scream. ***this is a malexmale romance***

I stiffened as his hand slipped down and down further, pushing into my pants. "What are you doing?" I demanded shakily. Max just held onto me from behind, pushing it down until he reached my cliterous. He started stroking. Pleasure swam down below, filling me to my core. I moaned, arching my back. His fingers went down further, slipping inside me. I moaned again, throwing my head forward. He chuckled low, the sound worsening the heat covering me. "You're fucking wet. Look at this." He pulled out his fingers, showing me how they were covered in gloss. I warmed even more at the sight. I dropped my head back to his neck, still moaning. He just nipped my ear. "Are you letting your predator do naughty things with you. Are you a naughty girl, Eve?" I shook my head. I winced, my brows creasing as the warmth of pleasure started boiling. He could clearly tell I was about to come, and he pulled away. I whined in protest, dropping onto the ground when he stepped backward. I then gazed up at him, my breaths hot and heavy. "Eve," his smile was dark, sadistic, "if you want to come, then you have to earn it." (The Sacrifice is a standalone, but it is in the FireNight realm) #1 in "fraternity" on May 21, 2025 #1 in "serialkillerromance" on May 21, 2025

You fight, I touch you, you lose. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ She was an obsession, he was an escape. But nothing had prepared her for what came their way. When a good girl so innocent as this meets the stalker who promised her safety, she refuses his refuge. And that was her mistake. For if he had found her once, he can do so again. And leaving was no longer optional. The Stalker is a slow burn college romance that fires away into darkness and desire. (the stalker is in the FireNight realm but is not a part of a series) #1 in Love and Romance (March 10, 2025) #1 in Fraternity (March 29, 2025) #1 in DominantxSubmissive (May 12, 2025) #1 in Dark College Romance (May 21, 2025) #1 in Psychokiller (June 4, 2025)

"Are you gonna admit you like this yet?" "No!" I yelled, kicking my legs out at him. He smiled and leaned forward, catching my ankle as I froze. "Don't worry, baby. I'm going to worship your body like the innocent little thing you are, completely corrupting you before you can even think. "By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be screaming my name and begging me to let you cum. That said... "IF YOU CAN EVEN LAST A SECOND OF THIS." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emily Wolfe is the exact definition of innocent. Not necessarily in the childish sense, but her curiosity can sometimes be untamed. She developed insomnia from her father, Asher, and every night takes medications that make her a little crazy before she sleeps. And she remembers a man that always comes into her room just before she sleeps... her comfort character. But he's more than just imaginary. He's real. But being stalked is in the back of her mind, because she's been researching the death of her aunt after she'd been kidnapped... and all of it leveled back to a circus. Though... she could feel him watching her, but every time she looked, he was gone. He's gotten good at hiding. And even better at plotting.