BULLY ROMANCE ______________ Angelica Wrath was everything her name said she was. Innocent. Sweet. A Daddy's Girl. Pure. A Virgin. Never touched. Never Kissed. Never fucked. All because her father was the Deputy Headmaster and Head of Discipline at the most prestigious private schools in England. She was no one, to anyone. Except to Damien Richards. Noble. Billionaire. Heir to a line of wealth and fame and the best Fly-Half Abernathy College had ever seen. He was treated like a God. The only person he ever had a problem was with the little angel of General Wrath herself. Because there was only room for one person to be perfect in this school and it was Damien. For six years Angelica has lived through constant unrelenting torment from the golden boy, the one who no one believed would hurt a fly. She had no idea, Damien had been caught in her web all along. Maybe Angelica was the Monster his parents always warned him about. His little monster. ______________ #1st in sexy #1st in boardingschool #1st in Goodgirlsarebadgirlsthathaventbeencaught #1st in Old Money #1st in bullyromance #1st in goodgirlsarebadgirls ______________ NO SMUT WARNINGS BUT LOADS OF SMUT (some dub-con scenes) SET IN ENGLAND UPPER SIXTH = 17&18 MESS, CHAOTIC AND QUESTIONABLE DECISIONS MADE, READ WITH CAUTION.

When Alpha Jordan remarries, she believes she's finally found stability after the devastating loss of her first mate. But the fragile peace of her new marriage shatters when she discovers that her fated second-chance mate is none other than her husband's son, Ethan. Torn between loyalty to the man who gave her a home and the irresistible pull of the bond with Ethan, Jordan is caught in a storm of passion, secrets, and betrayal. As the bond grows stronger, choices become dangerous-because resisting fate could destroy them all, but surrendering might shatter the world she's built.

He came from the city. A border patrol captain turned palace guard, hand-picked for his skill and precision. He didn't come looking for trouble, but the moment Maelrik saw Sharhira, the sister of the most feared male on the planet, he knew he would have her. Wanting her was one thing. Claiming her was another. Thraxos would destroy any male who touched her without earning the right. So Maelrik waited. Watched. Worked. Every promotion, every fight won, every hour spent under the sun training , all to prove he was worthy. When he finally earned Thraxos's respect, Maelrik wasted no time spilling his blood in the temple, declaring Sharhira his life partner before the gods. Once she belongs to him, there's no going back. Life partners are forever, and because no one can undo that bond, she is his. To rule, to control, and to keep.

I love you, Aria. You look so pretty in pink. Stop ignoring me, princess. Playing hard to get, I see. I hate it when you braid your hair. Stop biting your lips you'll hurt yourself. The messages flash one after another on my screen, each one making my chest tighten and my hands tremble. My phone buzzes again, the vibration rattling against the nightstand like it's mocking me. I can't bear to read another word. I throw it onto the bed and bury my face in the pillow, my tears soaking through the fabric before I can stop them. I want it to stop. I want them to stop. It's been like this for months an endless stream of messages that swing between sweet and suffocating, between playful and threatening. And every day, I feel the invisible noose tightening. I'm scared. I'm so scared. I can't tell my dad. He already has enough to deal with especially with no heir to take over his business yet. I can't be another problem on his plate. But the truth is, I'm drowning. The worst part? I have no idea who it is. No face to match the words that haunt me. No name to put to the shadow that's watching me. But I know one thing for sure... He is not going to stop. And I can't handle living like this anymore...

I shouldn't have come back to his house. Not after what happened. He's off-limits, older, untouchable. But the way he looks at me... the way I feel around him... It's all wrong. Endlessly wrong. ♡♡︎♡︎ Jade Stojanović has one goal; to provide for her three-year-old son. A short visit to see her cousin was supposed to be harmless a few days, to make her son happy. She didn't plan to stay in Fabio Civalli's home, her cousin's father, a man known for his quiet strength and kind soul. She didn't plan for it to happen. And she definitely didn't plan to come back. But work calls her to Italy again, and the memories she left behind are waiting... just like he is.

What did I do to end up in this situation? A marriage I had no say in, to a man I've never met before. I didn't even know his name... until the moment my world crumbled. I'm paying for an accident I never should have been part of, an accident that stole everything from me, even the ability to breathe. Now, I'm trapped in this forced marriage with a stranger, with no way out. He's a man I barely know, and yet I can't say no. I'm bound by the circumstances, caught in the web of his world, and I can't escape. But maybe, in time, I'll learn to survive this... and perhaps, even find something I never expected. ♡︎♡︎♡︎ Aurora D'Angelo, an Italian mafia princess, is trapped in an arranged marriage with a man colder than stone. She doesn't want him, she hates him, yet could time turn their forced union into something more?

One innocent bright woman. Five cruel dark men. • • • "You fucking liars!" I stood in the middle of the room, "you-you all promised, you fucking lied!" sobbed loudly, stepping back as Giovanni started stepping forward, "No, stay the fuck away!", I tried running to the door, which made Giovanni grab my waist, pinning me against him, making me stare at everyone, holding my chin up. "Sweetheart, I only want to see you cry tears of pleasure", Xavier said, staring at me as I trashed in Giovanni's arms, "don't you enjoy cuddling us, Maevey", Romeo smiled softly as I whimpered. "Yeah baby, don't you enjoy cuddling us" Vincenzo smiled softly as Romeo, making me scream at the top of my lungs, "Shh, amore" Giovanni whispered in my ear. "You-you said you'd let me go" Giovanni rested his chin on top of my head as I cried like a bitch, "did we really?", Niccold muttered, finally standing up along the others, "Y-yes!" They all chuckled, Xavier already grabbing the handcuffs from his back pocket, along with my collar, "we never said we'd let you go", Giovanni grabbed the handcuffs from Xavier, locking my hands behind my back, Xavier putting the collar around my neck. "You're ours. Only. Fucking. Ours!".

"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." - updates every wednesday and saturday - *the full book is already available on Patreon* (it's not necessary to have read part one, but it's more fun that way :)

Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his fingers landing on my bare, wet heat and just when a moan could escape my lips, his mouth forcefully met mine swallowing the scream of pain as well pleasure when two of his fingers thrust into my pussy just like I'd felt them in my dreams... *** When I was dragged across the country to Los Angeles to live with my mom's new husband and his son, the last thing I expected was for my new brother to be off-limits. Least of all, I never imagined I'd find myself tempted by the forbidden. Damien Black: sinfully attractive, irrefutably irresistible, and seemingly devoid of warmth. Emotions meant nothing to him; girls were mere toys for him to have in bed. And there came my biggest mistake-believing I could be more than just a toy for him...maybe more than just another conquest in his collection. I was his dirty little secret, one that he wouldn't let go of, accept, shatter entirely, or mend. I was his toy; Well....his favorite one.