A PROFESSOR STUDENT DARK ROMANCE ! . 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓞𝓝𝓔 𝓲𝓷 𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 𝙊 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 "𝓗𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓼 𝓶𝓮 𝓸𝓷, 𝓟𝓮𝓽𝓪𝓵." . 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚂, 𝙼𝚈 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚁 𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝚂𝙽𝙾𝚆! •'~There are obsessions that feel like love. And loves that feel like war. This is both. He is her professor. She is his challenge. What starts as a collision of power and resistance becomes a spiral of secrets, dominance, and shadows too dangerous to name. Behind the mask of academia lies a man built from cold logic and untamed hunger. Behind the smile of obedience stands a girl who was never meant to be tamed. Their love isn't gentle. It's forced. It's forbidden. It's dark, filthy, cruel. But oh, it's beautiful in its own destruction. He breaks her rules. She breaks his mind. And somewhere between twisted games, whispered threats, and deviant promises... They forget who started the fire. Tropes: 🖤 Professor x Student 🖤 Age gap 🖤 Obsession / Possession 🖤 Enemies to something unholy 🖤 Forced proximity 🖤 Dark romance 🖤 CNC, smut, and psychological warfare 🖤 Multiple identities 🖤 Thriller / secrets / mystery 🖤 Illusions, split POVs, and unreliability that BURNS ~He taught her medicine. She taught him madness.

"You don't understand how happy we are to call you ours." ~~~ Started : February 26, 2023 Ended : June 11, 2023 ~~~ Story contains: Explicit language, sexual content, mentions of abuse, mentions of assault, murder, knife play, self harm ~~~ Shy, kind, beautiful, innocent. The four main words that describe everything about 19 year old Ellie. Even though she was homeless, she never let much get in her way of surviving the days and nights out on the streets. Little did she know that a trio of mafia men would change her life, giving her much more than she had ever wanted. She would submit to them out of free will, they will be her dominants and her protectors. Valentino (27), the leader of the trio and the mafia. He had a kind soul inside of him, making people adore him when he was seen. He was also known for his good looks and charming personality, but mostly known as the new leader of his mafia. Owen (26), the "child-like" one in the trio. He seems like a funny best friend when you first meet him, but once it's time to get to work, the change in him feels and looks unreal. His way with words have changed many people, growing confidence in those he talked with. Lorenzo (27), the quiet but deadliest one in the trio. You never know much about him, his only focus being on the mafia. Even though he may seem dark and brutal, somewhere inside of him is a whole different story. But will the rivalry between the submissive's father and the three dominant mafia men get in the way of them taking her and changing her future? ~~~ Rankings! #1 Poly #1 Submissive #1 Reverseharem #1 Dominant #1 Trio #1 Praise #1 Homeless #1 Recommended #2 Posessive #2 Mafia #2 BDSM #20 Romance

He runs his hand down my stomach placing it over my soaking panties. I wait for him to move but he doesn't. "Tell me what you want Madelyn" he says in a dark voice trying to get a reaction out of me . "fuck you" I whisper back not knowing why I suddenly lost my voice. he smirks before grabbing a fistful of my hair with his free hand. "we need to do something about that mouth of yours darling" ______________________________________________________ Madelyn Hale . Life has fucked her over too many times and she's not afraid to fight back. Her mouth is too big for her own good and is fluent in sarcasm and insults. Unfortunately for her that means trouble. Lorenzo Armini. Leader of the Italian mafia. He is ruthless and believes in taking what he wants instead of asking for it, and right now what he wants is Madelyn.

"What are you thinking?" I asked before I could stop myself. He didn't reply immediately. His lips slowly curled into a smirk. "Are you sure you want to know?" He then asked. I bit my lip. Did I want to know? Come on, be brave. Just this once. I lifted my chin. "Yes." There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. It made me strangely proud to have impressed him with my daring. He leant forward and rested his elbows on his knees. "I was thinking about taking you over my knee." He spoke slowly, each word perfectly understandable. "I was imagining what it would feel like to hold your small body over my lap and give you a firm spanking. Just in the right way to make you feel owned and loved and cared for." Book TWO of the Westminster Academy series :) *the whole book is available as an ebook on Patreon* (it's not necessary to have read part one, but it's more fun that way!)

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

I love pink. He loves red. I crave strawberry milk. He craves... an HEIR?! I am just a normal college student. I like coding (badly), cute ribbons, and justice. My biggest problem was supposed to be passing Theology class. But I don't know how I ended up with a heavy diamond ring on my finger. One moment I was trying to hack a bad guy's phone, and the next, I was signing a contract with the Devil himself. Now, I live in his fortress. He treats me like a princess, but he looks at the world like he wants to burn it down. And the worst part? He keeps talking about his "Legacy." He wants a baby. RIGHT. NOW. Excuse me, Sir? I have midterms next week! Does the baby come before or after my exam?! Is it Stockholm Syndrome if the villain is your husband? Asking for a friend.

When six former Navy SEALs walk into Dr. Seraphina Mitchell's clinic, she expects another routine consultation. What she doesn't expect is to become their missing piece. Sera's world shattered when tragedy left her carrying her late sister's baby. Now, as a renowned therapist, she's determined to heal what's broken, starting with the stubborn ex-SEAL commander who refuses to believe he can walk again. But as professional boundaries blur and life gets complicated, Sera discovers these six men might be exactly what she needs to heal her own wounded heart. Sometimes the family you choose is the one that saves you.

"I'm not a man of many words... солнышко," he said softly, the Russian endearment curling off his tongue like smoke-sweet, but choking. "Come closer." She hesitated, her body trembling, tears spilling soundlessly down her cheeks. He watched her, the way fear made her small, fragile-beautiful in a broken way. She rose, slow as a confession, and walked to him because something in his smile promised shelter and tasted like a lie. He leaned in, close enough to feel his breath, and I saw the patient cruelty behind his eyes. "Now," he murmured, his voice turning colder, heavier, "tell me... what did you do to make me want to cut your leg?" The room went still, except for her quiet gasps. He tilted his head, studying her face as if searching for the moment she would break. ............................................................... Linda finally gets her big break - a visa sponsorship job at the Lincoln Foundation. She's placed with the Adams family, a kind couple who welcome her with open arms and treat her like the daughter they never had. Their home is beautiful, their hearts warm, and for the first time, Linda feels a sense of belonging. But everything changes the night of a business party hosted by Mr. Adams. There, she meets Arseny - and from that moment, her dream life slowly turns into a haunting nightmare.

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.

"You belong to us." Arden's thrusts become more urgent, his hands gripping my hips while Silas' hands explore my flushed skin. "Say it again," he demands, his voice rough with need. "I belong to you!" I cry out, the pleasure building to an unbearable peak. Valencia has always lived on the edge, fleeing from one place to another. When she finally escapes her toxic ex, she finds refuge in a luxurious penthouse shared with two dangerously sexy men. Life feels blissful, until dark secrets emerge. Can Valencia trust the men who ignite a fire within her, or will she succumb to the weight of betrayal? warning: •polyamory •mature scenes (18+) •whirlwind romance