One trial. All it took was one trial to change your relationship between not only the survivors, but the killers as well. The trust between you and your fellow survivors is forever broken, and the killers now pursue you for other reasons besides pleasing the Entity. You'll never be the same again. The monsters will make sure of that. This story has dark, sexual themes that may be upsetting or disturbing to some! You have been warned.

Nathan, a professional breeding stud, is forced to intervene in a marital dispute when the husband of his next client starts to question the need for his services.

⚠️ Content Warning: This book contains mature and potentially distressing content, including: • Sexual content and explicit intimacy • abuse and trauma • violence • Mental illness • Power exchange dynamics (BDSM, DDLG - between consenting adults) • Language and themes intended for a mature audience (18+) SUBMIT He wanted obedience. She gave him everything else instead. Alice doesn't plan on falling in love. Not after what she's survived. Shy, soft-spoken, and freshly relocated to London with her best friend, she just wants a quiet life: college, tea, journaling, healing. Maybe the occasional rainy-day adventure. What she doesn't expect is to crash into a stranger on the sidewalk- A man carved from stone, wrapped in Armani, and dripping with disdain. She calls him a tosser. He calls her a brat. End of story... right? Wrong. Because that same man turns out to be her new boss. ⸻ SUBMIT is: 🩶 A dark, emotional romance with cozy undertones 🧸 Features DDLG dynamics (gentle, adult, healing) 💼 Boss x employee / contract romance 🍵 Set in rain-soaked, candlelit London 🕯️ Trauma-informed with themes of healing, safety, and intimacy 🔥 Slow burn, high heat, deep heart 🎻 Soft dom. Tender obsession. Plushies. Violin sonatas. And one very haunted jellyfish tank. The real question isn't if he'll fall for her... It's whether she'll survive it-and if she'll ever stop craving the way he makes her submit.

It began with a kiss. It was a New Year's Eve kiss that he wouldn't forget any time soon. - Bram doesn't like a lot of things. He doesn't like the fact that his boss is always calling him topside to switch on his computer. He doesn't like the way his boss stares at him. Bram doesn't like letting his little self go. He doesn't like being little. Xander Lupo has a lot of things. He has the respect, he has enough money to rule, buy and make his own country. He might be the head of the Lupo mafia family, he might be involved in drugs, guns and a lot of other things. He might have a lot. But he doesn't have a little. It takes a gun to his head, being at the wrong place and some stuffies to change his mind.

Elana is the only female in her werewolf pack and therefore she must act as a breeder for them as well as service them all sexually, this was her life and she was happy with it... until she fell in love *Being rewritten as of October 2025*

Just one touch wouldn't hurt, right? Those were Olive's last thoughts before she mindlessly touched a time machine, which then transported her back to prehistoric times. Scared and alone, she didn't even notice the giant caveman coming up behind her, ready to make her his in every way a Mate should.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

||Esme was a stripper who kept mainly to herself. Her life completely changed when a man crossed her path....Lorenzo Lombardi||~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He grabbed a handful of my dark hair and pulled my head back; up and out of the pillows. "Don't conceal your moans. I want to hear you cry" he said in a cold tone...Lust lacing his voice. I moaned out "Lorenzo.. please" his hands left my hair and snaked around my neck, slightly choking me. |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| Book achievements ☆1st #princesstreatment ☆2nd #industry ☆2nd #troubleinparadise ☆7th #Inappropriate

Solange Vale dances for a living-stripping at night to pay suffocating student loans and her father's medical bills. It's not glamorous, but it's hers. Then one night, a stranger shows up in the club-a cold, unreadable, and surprisingly intrigued one. She never expects to see him again. Until he shows up outside her college classroom-no longer a stranger, but her equal. What begins as tension ultimately comes apart and turns out to be something significant, forcing Solange to confront all that she had thought about love, survival, and herself. 🥇 in #dark #5 in Book #7 in BWAM #6 in Curvy