Vivian's world is turned upside down when her sweet, fun loving boyfriend, Tommy, is killed and makes his cousin Niko vow to protect her. Niko is a brutal man thrown to the head of the families after the loss of his cousin and uncle. The last thing he wants is to babysit an ungrateful toy his cousin stupidly fell in love with. Preview: The room was dark with red hues and a large bed in the center draped in black silk sheets. Niko's body was over six feet tall and completely bare as he rammed himself violently into a woman he had bent over the edge of the bed. His hand was wrapped in her hair forcing her face into the mattress as she screamed in pleasure. Then he roughly pulled her head back making her screams louder. Niko's eyes met mine and he began fucking her faster, grunting out his release as I stood there and just watched him dominate every part of her body. I was right, he was a fucking beast and I swear I was not finding it fucking hot. What is wrong with me? I quickly ran from that room and headed straight to mine. That did not just happen.

"My opinion on Faelix? He sleeps with everyone", "He skips half of his classes", "He's such a whore that just the girls weren't enough and now he swings both ways.", "I heard he got some weird kinks." "Suna? Oh, she's nice.", "Who?", "She's always in her books.", "She's quiet and doesn't have many friends." Faelix, caught skipping class again, is forced to help Suna with her french homework. He gets bored and starts his own game to pass time. 50.55K words

**𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳** Panic surges through me, and before I know it, I'm turning on my heel, trying to run, to escape the impending punishment. I barely make it a few steps before I feel his hand clamp down on my hair, yanking me back with terrifying force. "Going somewhere, little girl?" "P-please let g- ahh! Please! H-Hurts me!" "Afraid, are we now, baby?" His voice is a snarl now, filled with fury. "L-leave m-me," tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I'm scared of him, scared of what he'll do to my friend, scared of what he'll do to me. His grip on my hair tightens and I wince, choking back a sob. "Oh, why? Don't you like my hands on you, baby?" He mocks hurt that instantly turns back into anger. "But you were fine when that fucker touched you, ain't that right?" Then he pulls a silver knife out of his suit, twirling it lazily between his ink-covered knuckles and my blood freezes at the sight of that psychotic grin. ***** People quaked with fear at the sound of his name and me along with them. He was Demetrios 'the God' Nikolayev and he was first in command of Russian mafia. He was a true psychopath who enjoyed hurting people, and I hated him for that. The worst thing - he owned me. "Try to accept the darkness, because from now on, it will be your only light." I tried so hard, but I couldn't understand it back then. How possibly can darkness be light? ***** This is not a vanilla romance but a dark, toxic, perverted, obsessive story. The book contains mature themes such as foul language, bdsm, sexual and abusive content, kinks, blood, manipulation, etc. Please keep that in mind.

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

You will learn to be mine. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ "Does that feel good?" I whimpered against him, burying my face in his neck. He smiled down at me while quietly torturing me, being effortlessly sadistic as his smile widened. "It's... too sensitive." "There's no such thing, baby girl." I tightened on him, squeezing my eyes shut. "I'm gonna...." "You're not coming unless you ask nicely." "Please." "Beg. Beg like you've never begged before." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Clara Song never thought she'd be stuck in this position before... going to her college classes one moment, and then locked in a house abandoned in the woods the next. Being haunted... by HIM. He was in the shadows, his eyes glowing a dark red, watching her... playing with her. She begged him to let her leave, but his obsession only grew. Like yin and yang, innocent Clara was fated to the darkest creature out there... the creature of death. Damian Blackwood. (Originally named "Stop Him" and "Whispers of Corruption")\ (this is part of a firenight sub-realm which is "Maddie's Favorite" in the book "Our Little Mouse". Maddie Rivers named her first child after the main character in this novel, Emma)

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦? My ass barely perched on the edge of a desk in this casting studio. My back was arched, my legs bent up to my stomach, my body covered in small droplets of sweat, small whimpers left my mouth as nine inches of pure bliss were balls deep inside me. He was thrusting hard like his life depended on it. Or maybe it did, because he was close. There were only two other people in the room. A camera man and another man sitting on the office chair behind this desk looking at the scene infront of him with interest. He held my fate in his hands tonight. "Come for me, baby." The one fucking me said in a deep yet strained voice. I heard movement in the chair and someone ran his hands in my damp hair and lightly tucked them back. My amber eyes met his green ones. My eyes rolled back as I came. His smirk told me he knew who I came for.

Silas' hands caressed me carefully, while meticulously torturing me with every lick of his sly tongue. The image of Aries' eyes as he knelt down in front of me wandered into my mind, the tight grip of his hands as his tongue licked every inch of release off of me. My mind wandered to Demios' angry gaze while he pounded into me mercilessly, his hands gripping onto my thighs. I spread my legs a little farther, allowing my fingers to wander. I rubbed the aching spot while I moaned louder as the image of Hades' envious eyes watching me while Silas tied my hands back filled my head. My back arched as I felt my release inching closer and closer... - Hades, Demios, Aries, and Silas Drakos have been searching for a girl that could handle every single one of them. Hades with his need for control, Demios and his protective nature that borders on obsession, Aries and all that comes with his loving nature and submissiveness, and Silas whose psychotic tendencies are always right around the corner. But now things have changed, they've found her, and she's currently operating on their brother in the emergency room. Enter Juliette Blake, a twenty-three year old doctor whose life is boring and predictable. With a lazy slob of a boyfriend and a constant cycle of the same day constantly repeating she longs for something different, something exciting. She gets her wish when a gunshot-wounded man and his brothers come barging into the ER. Everything she knows is about to change; her job, her sanity, and most importantly her sex life. But will she be able to handle the danger that comes with the Drakos family? [regular updates] © -darlingsinners 2023

"I am not sleepy so why don't we tell each other a story?" Her voice was low and raspy and fuck, I'd been lying if I say I wasn't turned the fuck on. "Like what?" I ask swallowing my pride and probably my sense of direction. Her skin was on top of mine, in contact, burning. "I don't know." She says taking her time to adjust herself on my lap. I had to grip the chair for support feeling all my breath vanish from my lungs. "Maybe a short bio about yourself." She advocates placing one of her hands on my chest. I feel the contact through my shirt, my eyes trained on every movement of hers. The worst of it all was that she is unaware of what she was doing to me. "Uh-" I feel my words shorten. On impulse, I grab her by her waist for support instead. Leaning back painfully on the single chair. "You're so cute when you're confused!" She giggles going ahead to move slightly on my lap. I blow out a groan feeling my erection harden.

BOOK 1 ▬ ▬ ▬ YA/NA (18+ recommendation) # 3/4 of this book is a SHIT LOAD OF SEX SCENES & Dark themes # READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ Ruthless, cold hearted, arrogant, murderer and heartless. Josh Hutson is a 22-year-old masculine, intelligent and damn handsome boss at New York's biggest night club. He has it all; the looks, the money, the house and the girls. He enjoyed sex, endless sex. But what he enjoyed most...was leaving his submissive in unexplainable pain. After all, he is the dominant. So what happens when a homeless 19-year-old girl is found unconscious in the middle of his mansion floor... ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ ▬ --- ©2016 All rights reserved, this is book is my work. #1 in reccomended #1 in sexScenes 1M views 7/11/19 * BOOK COVER BY KeillyCoss *