In the wake of the Dark Lord's triumph over Harry Potter, the defeated must learn their new place. Hermione Granger, former Golden Girl, has been captured and reduced to human chattel. Sold to the highest bidder as the top prize at an auction of Order members and sympathizers, she is thrust into the rabid, waiting hands of the Death Eaters. But despite the horrors of Voldemort's new world, help-and hope-seem to arise from the most unlikely of places. PART 3 of the RIGHTS AND WRONGS series. THIS STORY IS BY Lovesbitca8 ON AO3!! I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR HER WORK WHATSOEVER!! - #83 on ao3 - 9|17|21 #31 on ao3 - 9|29|21 #33 on ao3 - 10|2|21 #445 on dramione - 10|6|21 #7 on ao3 - 5|14|22 #73 on wattpad - 7|31|23

"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.

In the spirit of the holidays, comes a short novella with exclusive Christmas chapters from familiar characters written by TheFeveredBookaholic. Get to know what these characters are up to during the holidays and celebrate with four new chapters of bonus content! Character POVS will be from: Jaxon (Fighter's Den), Emily (Fighter's Den), Sierra (Sweet Spot), and Maria (Knox). *Rated 18+ due to mature content and language. All rights reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic.

"What can I say? People like to watch. If they're willing to pay, why not let them?" . . . Margeaux is a bad girl with good girl intentions. All she wants is a steady home with whatever family she has left. With no GED, no credit, and no bed to sleep in at night, she's willing to do almost anything to make a change. Her best friend Jamie has made it big in Hollywood. As she tries to keep up with the busy LA scene while getting back on her feet, she dips her toe into the world of Only Fans. Things take an unexpected turn when she amasses a huge following. When friends turn into enemies, and strangers into threats, there are only two men she can trust. She finds herself falling for them both. Too bad they're already dating each other. Margeaux's life was never by-the-book, but what is the reality of trying to get your life together while getting paid to strip for strangers on the internet? . . . A/N: Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences. This story is stand-alone. You do not need to read the prequels to understand this one, but this story and the comments will contain MAJOR SPOILERS. Please remember to vote and comment!

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

The Black Moon series will include five books for now (there might be more in the future if inspiration is still around) and they all recount the stories of four childhood friends who are Dominants in a BDSM club in Chicago, as well as their Submissives. This book of one shots could be considered as a collection of bonus chapters with more scenes with the main characters, either together or in other relationships, but it will also include scenes with secondary characters. This is going to be a work of slow progress that I will update as inspiration hits me. I already have quite a few ideas as well as a few suggested by greedy readers, so enjoy! Warning: these will all be MxM action obviously (don't expect Tony and Liz, or Allan and his wife, nor Mark's parents, right...); there will be some BDSM, threesomes, foursomes, maybe "moresomes". In one word, some smut!

Black Moon Series Book #8 Warning: #Mature #Gay #Triggering This book is the eighth in the Black Moon series. *** My name is Camden. I'm a Sadist. I have urges to inflict pain. Both physical and mental pain. The first one is to release all the violence I have in me. The second one is for my deepest pleasure because... well, I'm a Sadist. For the past five years, BDSM has kept me out of trouble. After over four years indulging in the lifestyle with Masochists willing to relieve me from those urges in a consensual way, I met my soulmate. Noah. My Baby Boy. We've been through difficult times recently, after he was kidnapped and abused. I thought I had lost him forever, even after he was rescued, but my little masochist is back. And ready to take more. Good thing he is, because fate has decided to play on my nerves again and I will need all his strength to relieve myself. Is he ready to meet the real Camden? Hopefully so. We're both twisted in our own way, but this is why we are together after all. * My name is Noah. I'm a Masochist. I have urges for pain. Physical pain soothes my aching soul. Mental pain is acceptable when it's coming from my Sadist, and I don't mind it because... well, I'm a masochist. As a teenager, I used to verse into self-harm, but that was until I was introduced to BDSM. This lifestyle is what's keeping me sane now and this is all thanks to my Good Samaritan, the one who picked me up from the streets. Camden. My Daddy. We've barely had time to enjoy life together because the Devil abducted me and tried to wreck me. But Daddy saved me and now I'm back. Back to being me and even more. I'm stronger than I ever was and I well intend to fulfill all my Sadist's needs. Which is good, because fate has decided to play more tricks on us. Am I ready to meet the real Camden? Yes, I am. More than ready. We're both twisted in our own way, but this is why we're together after all.

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* Have you ever met someone that made falling feel like flying? ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Preview: "Do you think, if you jumped from this roof - it'd feel like falling or flying?" I ask, keeping up with our theme of asking random useless questions that we've been going back and forth with for the past half hour. I stare at my feet swinging back and forth, looking down at the alleyway behind the building; pondering the question over in my head that I often wonder too much about. I glance over to Harry when he doesn't answer straight away and he's watching me with a look I can't read. "Unless you were a bird or could fly, it would just feel like falling. Because you'd know you were going to hit the ground" he decides to answer, staring at me like he's somewhat bothered that I asked him that. I look back down at the ground, and shrug my shoulders, "I think if you didn't care about hitting the ground it could feel like flying for a few seconds." ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ STARTED 11TH MARCH 2019 - ONGOING

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!