Have you searched countlessly for the right book? And when you think you've found one it's either incomplete? Cliffhanger? Not good enough? Well I'm here to solve that problem. I honestly got tired of looking for books so I decided to make my own, honestly took me long enough. So here I am. This is a book about spanking and other things, I hope you enjoy it! Wattpad previously deleted this book so if it got out of your library I'm back. Wattpad deleted my book AGAIN and this is a fuck you to them. If any Wattpad exec or worker sees this I hope you have a horrible shitty day and you never recover from an unbearable disease. Suck a dick.

Book 1 in the Sacred Bonds series. There are two kinds of scars on a man. The ones you can see, etched into skin by the Texas sun, and the ones you can't; the kind carved into a twelve-year-old boy watching his legacy get stolen at the barrel of a smile. For AZAD MARTINEZ, the memory is a film reel that never stops playing. The day his father was laid in the ground, his uncle, MALIK MARTINEZ, arrived to deliver his first lesson in family: it's a weakness. He threw Azad and his grieving mother out of their own home, the only home they'd ever known, the very dirt his father had sworn was a sacred trust. But Malik didn't just take the land. As a final, calculated act of cruelty, he took Azad's older brother, ZAYAN, dragging him away to be remade in his own corrupted image. Now, years later, the echoes of that day have become a relentless soundtrack. Azad has built a new empire from nothing, a legitimate agricultural powerhouse, but every success is shadowed by the ghost of what was stolen and the sound of his mother crying in the next room, her tears a silent prayer for the son she couldn't protect, begging for a forgiveness only God and his return can grant. But Malik isn't finished teaching lessons. He's back with a contract, wielding a forgotten debt from Azad's father like a holy writ. He offers a choice that is no choice at all, a move designed to break Azad's spirit completely and claim his hard-won empire. This is where the real war begins. This is a halal romance, a journey deep into the heart of what it means to love under the weight of duty, to seek revenge without losing your soul, and to find the impossible path to forgiveness when the wound is the only thing that reminds you you're still alive. This is a story of one man standing on the land he built, forced to choose between the vengeance that fuels him and the faith that could save him, all while the ghost of his brother and the cries of his mother threaten to pull his world apart at the seams.

20 year old naive Solana Davis lands a nannying job to care for the daughter of the most powerful man in Manhattan - Marco Pérez, whose dark past follows him in the present. Can she handle it? ~~~~~ Read to find out more!

❝Two dragons and their dirty little plaything.❞ I didn't have much before the war. Just a name, a half-broken past, and kraken scars that burn every time I breathe. The war didn't break me-it just left marks that never healed. Now, I scrape by in the Banished Realm doing what I must to survive-petty crimes, quiet getaways, keeping my head low and my secrets buried. It's barely enough. Until desperation pushes me into a mission I can't afford to refuse. One risky job. One promised payout. One brutal trap I never saw coming. Framed for a crime I didn't commit, I'm dragged into the dungeons of the Banished Kings. A mated pair-ancient, ruthless, and sinfully beautiful. They claim they want answers. But the way they circle me, the way their eyes linger on my scars and the fire beneath my skin... it's not just the truth they crave. I have a secret they can never uncover. Because if they do, they won't destroy me. They'll devour me-mind, body, and soul. And I don't know if I'll beg them to stop... or to never stop at all.

They said the Hunt was sacred. That if I was chosen, it meant fate. But fate didn't feel like a mouth on my skin or claws at my back. It felt like blood. Mine. For years, I stayed hidden. Quiet. Unclaimed. I stole seeds from the state fields, grew food in secret, fed my family from soil and silence. I did everything right - stayed beneath their radar, beneath their noses. I didn't make waves. I didn't ask for more. But monsters never forget a scent. And when the Hunt came, I was scented. Tracked. Taken. I stabbed him. I buried the blade in his shoulder and watched him bleed. It didn't matter. Because he still bit me. And the world saw. Now my face is on every screen. The girl who didn't run. The girl who fought back. Some call me a rebel. Some call me a mate. But they all forget one thing. I wasn't made to be claimed. I was made to survive. And if they want to collar me, cage me, crown me - they'll have to reckon with everything I've kept buried beneath the roots. Because I am not the flower. I'm the fire beneath it. Rewrite version of formerly known book Escaping the monsters Embrace

One in one hundred, those are the chances. Looking back at my past maybe I should have expected that I would be that one. What does it mean for my future?

They called me spoiled for wanting more and never settling for anything less. But the question is why should I? When I can have anything I want. When everything is in my reach. When they want me as much as I want them. Why should I stop? And, most importantly, who is there to stop me? No one can stop me from getting them. They're mine. All mine. Join Nina in her journey in this fantasy mafia world where love runs wild and lovers wilder. ** It's a ddlg story. You've been warned. Don't say I didn't tell you later.**

"Ariella, blind from birth but retaining full memories of her past life, has learned to navigate the world by seeing through auras. Content to live quietly, her plans are disrupted when, at fourteen, she is discovered to possess Dragon energy resistance. Seized by a greedy noble, she is thrust into a dangerous new reality as one of the chosen brides sent to the dragon realm. With her life turned upside down, Ariella must not only adapt to the dragons' world but also contend with ambitious rivals willing to do anything to elevate their status and become the favored of the powerful Dragons. This is a reverse harem story.

"Take off your clothes..." he growled, the low timbre of his voice bouncing off the thick walls, sending a shiver down her spine. "W-what?" Rayena stuttered, shocked. "Don't make me repeat myself..." he growled, the tension in the room worsening as seconds ticked by. Rayena swallowed the lump in her throat, but her hands slowly reached for the ropes binding her corset, and she began loosening them... . . . Princess Rayena has been promised to the Hybrid King, and when she turns twenty, he comes to collect. She is taken to the Shifter Realm, where werewolves and weretigers coexist, and made to live in his harem. However, King Xenon doesn't seem to be interested in her, or anyone for that matter. This should be a relief, but with the nature of shifters, it feels like a disaster waiting to happen. Plus, no one seems happy to have her around, and there are too many secrets, conspiracies and dangers lurking behind these walls, with a particular one coming in the form of an enigmatic male who shows up in her life-and eventually her dreams. Does Rayena have what it takes to survive in the Shifter Realm? Or will she let it consume her? Read to find out!