❝He has my heart, owns my body, and controls my mind.❞ [Warning: Under Construction] It seems that one fantasy can exceed the thin line of reality. In her dream she meets a handsome but mysterious man who possesses her with lust. Answering all her desires, he drives her into ecstasy every single night, making it very difficult for Blaze to wake up. A wild possessive demon that wants more than just her body.

Vienne Marlow, a medical student and his intern. She planned on surviving her internship peacefully and quietly-keep her head down, get the credits, and get it done without drawing anyone's attention. But that was before him. Before the late-night encounters, the smirks across lecture halls, the hands that shouldn't have touched her but did. Before she realized her professor wasn't just watching her-he was studying her. Mapping her. Obsessing over every way she could be his. Dr. Sebastian Vale, a surgeon and her professor. He wanted her bent over his desk, legs spread, skirt pushed up, panties on the floor, hair in his fist, screaming his name loud enough for the whole building to hear. 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 → 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧 × 𝙎𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 → 𝘼𝙜𝙚 𝙂𝙖𝙥 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 → 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 → 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 & 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙 → 𝙋𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 & 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 → 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠, 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 → 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 → 𝙃𝙤𝙩, 𝙒𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙝𝙮 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙 → 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙪𝙣𝙨, 𝙃𝙚 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙨 → 𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙞𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩

The Quiet Struggle follows the poignant and emotional journey of Katherine "Kat" Greene, a once-vibrant teenage girl whose life is forever altered after a devastating car accident. Left with severe brain damage, Kat wakes up in the hospital with little memory of her past and a future she cannot comprehend. Struggling to piece together the fragments of who she once was, she faces a world where even the simplest tasks are now overwhelming challenges. Unable to control her body, Kat is forced to rely on others for care. She wears diapers and needs assistance with basic tasks-her body and mind no longer in sync. Her speech is fragmented, her thoughts a jumble of confusion and frustration. Once independent, Kat is now like a child in an adult's body, seeking answers to questions she can't even fully express. As she navigates this new reality, Kat's emotional journey becomes one of quiet resilience. Through the compassion of her devoted mother, who remains by her side, and the support of her caregivers, Kat begins to find small moments of hope, discovering that despite her challenges, there is still a spark within her-a will to connect, to heal, and to reclaim a sense of herself. In this intimate and heart-wrenching exploration of identity, memory, and the power of human connection, The Quiet Struggle invites readers into the mind of a girl fighting to find her place in a world that feels both familiar and foreign. Through Kat's eyes, we learn that strength doesn't always come in loud victories, but in the quiet determination to keep going, one small step at a time.

This RH contains multiple mm scenes- they all still get with the FMC What happens when your trapped in a cabin with four men who are old enough to be your father 😜 --- Aurora Bennet is driving back to Illinois in a snow storm when her car breaks down on a mountain in the middle of no where and she's forced to spend four months with four men with more demons than they can fight, will she burn in the flames or be reborn in them? Clayton Black is the silver lining on any cloudy day but when his facade falters and his demons are revealed, will he survive? Harry McCoy never wanted a family or anyone that remotely relied on him, because the only thing he can rely on is the numbers in his bank from the companies he flips, Will he ever learn to love? Levi Radcliffe needs pain to live, he needs the frill of the fight to keep his heart beating and being a wwe star keeps him alive but will he ever know how to thrive instead of just survive? Isaac Sulivan has lived his life, he's lived his dream and now he's empty. He's no longer an Olympic swimmer or a husband. In his eyes all he is, is a broken toy, an old dog who needs putting down, will he ever find a new purpose for himself ever again? Then their is Frazer, too busy to lead a life of his own and stuck in the shadow of his dad who's the mayor and glue of the small town on the mountain that becomes isolated to the world every winter, will he see the light after the dark days? --- This is a reverse harem, forced proximity, age gap, mm book with FxMxMxMxMxM

Andrew is prepared for a long, boring summer break when, one day, a bizarre package is delivered to him: A sex doll that looks exactly like his college classmate. The doll is lifelike, to the most minute detail. But surely there's nothing wrong with using it? It's just a doll, after all. [CW: This story is intended for mature audiences. It includes explicit scenes, themes of familial abuse and a character being helpless in their own body. If you are uncomfortable with these topics there is no shame in turning away.]

Owned Virgin Cunt Every Blood Moon, the three beast alphas claim a fresh virgin cunt as tribute. This year they got Lorelai- the tight, untouched winter-born slut no one wanted. Dragged to their mansion, she was supposed to get fucked once and sent home dripping. Instead, Nikolai, Braxton, and Derik ruined her virgin holes, stretched her with their massive knots, filled her womb with thick cum, and claimed her as their personal breeding bitch. Now she's addicted to their cocks, getting railed by all three every night like the pack whore she was born to be. Warning: Pure filthy smut. Knotting. Breeding. Non-stop gangbang. Read if you like dirty virgin corruption. 😈

Mature 18+ The all-girl paranormal crew, The Haunted Hunters, are a YouTube sensation with their take on supernatural investigations. Content creator and founder, Bee Blythe, has always been fascinated with the spirit world and has a passion for proving ghosts exist. Ellie Anderson, the loud, flamboyant host is the energy of the group. Flirty and at times provocative as she offers anything to get the ghosts of their haunted locations to show themselves, absolutely anything, even herself or the girls. To keep the crew grounded, Rachel Burrows offers her take and can debunk most of their 'evidence.' Constantly at war with Ellie and the fans on whats authentic and what's presumed fake. She believes in firm evidence and is yet to see anything she deems solid proof. A normal investigation goes horribly wrong when one of them is followed home after a haunting one evening by a ghostly figure of a man who has taken a very strong liking and physical attachment to its chosen victim... Contains very mature themes and smut. You have been warned.

18+ Content Warning! *Completed* "If you tell me information on where my brother is, you'll both be free." He looks between us, his eyes dark. "Otherwise I'm going to take Dove upstairs and I'm going to fuck her." *** One night, Dove sneaks away. Deep in an unfamiliar pack, she attends the grandest party of the year hosted by the notorious Alpha Varian. There she in indulges in a night of sin at his hand, experiencing pleasure unlike anything she has felt before. However, Dove is the daughter of her own Alpha's war advisor. An Alpha she has had a torrid affair with for months, and who is Alpha Varian's enemy. When Alpha Varian's forces invade her home pack, she is whirled back into his clutches, where she learns the price of pleasure, and the inescapable bond forming between a man who is supposed to be her enemy.

"Will it kill you to back the fuck up?" I snapped. "Yes, princess," he whispered sweetly against my ear, voice full of that sick affection. "It would. I would drop dead right here if I couldn't be next to you." "My lucky day," I muttered sarcastically.

"You're shaking so fucking hard, Ryan... Is it because you're terrified of what I'll do to you, or because you're praying I finally ruin that innocent little brain of yours?" His breath stuttered. The pencil slipped from his fingers. "Madison... stop," Ryan whispered, voice strained, ears burning red. "You know we can't do this. I'm your tutor. This can't happen." I smiled against his skin, squeezing the very obvious bulge in his pants. "But baby," I purred, voice low and filthy, "your dick says otherwise."