Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.

"Enzo, this is wrong. I love, Andrew...I can't do this to him," I muttered, trying my hardest to resist my urges. "He doesn't have to know," Enzo whispered, biting my ear. His hand trailed down my body, stopping at my already damp panties, "Besides, he doesn't touch you the way I do. Does he?" "No...he doesn't." I admitted, despite myself. "Exactly," he said, pulling me into a deep kiss and I knew. I knew I couldn't resist him any longer. X 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 In which a married woman meets a ruthless mafia boss who develops a dangerous obsession for her, his flower. Rankings: #1 forcedlove #1 cartel #1 dominate #1 illegal #2 abusivecontent #2 captive #3 cruel #3 abducted #4 ruthless #4 darkthemes

You fight, I touch you, you lose. ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ She was an obsession, he was an escape. But nothing had prepared her for what came their way. When a good girl so innocent as this meets the stalker who promised her safety, she refuses his refuge. And that was her mistake. For if he had found her once, he can do so again. And leaving was no longer optional. The Stalker is a slow burn college romance that fires away into darkness and desire. (the stalker is in the FireNight realm but is not a part of a series) #1 in Love and Romance (March 10, 2025) #1 in Fraternity (March 29, 2025) #1 in DominantxSubmissive (May 12, 2025) #1 in Dark College Romance (May 21, 2025) #1 in Psychokiller (June 4, 2025)

I stiffened as his hand slipped down and down further, pushing into my pants. "What are you doing?" I demanded shakily. Max just held onto me from behind, pushing it down until he reached my cliterous. He started stroking. Pleasure swam down below, filling me to my core. I moaned, arching my back. His fingers went down further, slipping inside me. I moaned again, throwing my head forward. He chuckled low, the sound worsening the heat covering me. "You're fucking wet. Look at this." He pulled out his fingers, showing me how they were covered in gloss. I warmed even more at the sight. I dropped my head back to his neck, still moaning. He just nipped my ear. "Are you letting your predator do naughty things with you. Are you a naughty girl, Eve?" I shook my head. I winced, my brows creasing as the warmth of pleasure started boiling. He could clearly tell I was about to come, and he pulled away. I whined in protest, dropping onto the ground when he stepped backward. I then gazed up at him, my breaths hot and heavy. "Eve," his smile was dark, sadistic, "if you want to come, then you have to earn it." (The Sacrifice is a standalone, but it is in the FireNight realm) #1 in "fraternity" on May 21, 2025 #1 in "serialkillerromance" on May 21, 2025

"Don't you get it? You know when you try to run away, punishment like this happens." he said teasingly, squeezing my chest. I gasped for air, I really didn't try to run away. They're overreacting! The wet noise coming from below, being penetrated in both holes by two men, while the third one just watch me. Synchronously the two men sank their teeth on both sides of my neck, drinking my blood as I felt them coming inside, their dick twitching inside of me, tingles shooting through my whole body from legs to arms. "W-Wait!" I tried to catch my breath but they kept thrusting, unevenly in and out, not giving me breaks after I just came with them. The sound of my butt in contact with their hips got louder and the motion became harder and faster. Almost passing out. The sudden pinch on my chest awakened me, I looked down to see a pair of hands squeezing them. "You'll be staying up all night for us baby. We have a lot to catch up on." He pulled my head toward his, collapsing our lips togethers. His tongue forced its way into my mouth, causing me to release my wet moans. "It won't be ending anytime soon so I hope you came prepared." peeking to the side I noticed the third one starting to stroke himself. I wanted to do if for him. Letting out a whine against the man lips, the third one looked up at me with lustful eyes. "This is a punishment, don't forget. You're not supposed to be enjoying this." he said. I don't like this punishment anymore. __________ Astra Melva, a girl with a rare blood type that attracts every vampire around here. All her life she tried to convince people she's normal. Until she had an accident, her blood came rushing out her skin, it attracted attention. The Hept caught her trying to cover up the scene. Like a 7 pointed star, they were given that title because of their high status at the prestigious university. They are craving for her love, becoming overly obsessed with Astra. And Astra seems to be feeling love...

They watched her from the shadows-three men drawn to Jasmine in ways they couldn't explain. But it wasn't just wanting. It was a blinding obsession. When Jasmine wakes in their world, everything she knows unravels. The lines between fear and desire blur as she begins to see the pieces of them they try to hide. And as love starts to grow in the darkness, she realizes that every secret they keep has a price. Because obsession always comes with consequences-and theirs are just beginning. (This is the first book in the duology 'The Dark Addiction' - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I will be updating regularly As often as I can :) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Started: 10/01/2025 Ended: TBD

𝐀𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝-𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧. Quiet. Shadowed. Dangerous. They don't speak unless they want something. And what they want... is me. They wear their masks like armor. Ghost, Shadow, and Blade-each one darker than the last. I didn't ask for their obsession. I didn't invite their attention. But the moment I disobeyed Rule #1, I became theirs. Now I live by their rules. Every glance. Every breath. Every touch. And if I break just one... There will be consequences. 𝐀 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝.

"𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦." Sophia gasped as his hand tightened around her neck, his gun suddenly lowered to her heat, teasing her. The more she fought, the tighter his grip got and the more breathless she grew as he started moving the gun against her, making the knot in her stomach tighten. Storm took the safety off the gun, glaring at her with those piercing arctic eyes of his. "Scream for me, pet." Sophia screamed. ❦ Sophia Morales' life shattered when her family fell victim to a brutal murder, orchestrated by Viktor "Storm" Osipova, a notorious hitman entangled in the dark web of the Russian mafia. Storm's brutality had forever marked the girl's life. Storm took everything from her and, in turn, threw the young girl into an orphanage, only to be tossed from family to family, enduring abuse and neglect. For years, Sophia's insatiable thirst for retribution grew, twisting into something far darker and more sinister than mere revenge. Storm became the object of her obsession as her anger transcended a simple wish for revenge, particularly as she grew up parentless and deprived of affection. But vengeance alone was not what drove the young girl. Her obsession with Storm grew with each passing day she was abused by the very system his actions had inadvertently thrown her into. For several years, she had been stalking him, waiting for the perfect moment to exact her revenge and unveil the enigmatic layers of the man who had torn her world apart, as the line between vengeance and obsession blurred. Sophia was determined to avenge her family-even if it meant taking a life in their name.

"I have another class I have to go to," I said, trying my utmost to sound strong and confident, but with shaky hands and a clogged up vision it was quite hard to do so. "Skip it, for ME," his husky voice in the crook of my neck, his warm breath blowing across my skin sending tingles down my spine. "S-sir, this is- aahh..." My moan cut me off my sentence as his tongue danced across my neck, and his big hand groping my ass firmly. "You were saying?" "This is wrong," I managed out a whisper as my breath hitched in my throat when he hoisted me up against the wall and wrapped my thick legs around his waist as he pressed his forehead against my own. "But it feels so right," he breathed out as i felt his huge bulge pressing against my wet panties, "Say you want me, say you want this." "I..." I breathed out as the friction between our legs became too much, "I want you..." He smirked, raising a brow and tilting his head slightly, unhappy. "Sir," I finished off and he smiled happily, pressing his erection further into my skirt as his hands travelled around my body. "You're mine now, Alyssa." ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ WARNING. THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND IS NOT ADVISED FOR YOUNG READERS. READ AT OWN WILL.

FEMALE CHARACTER IS INNOCENT AND CHILDISH!! READ THE TAGS!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!! "Tell me something Azron." Lucifer said as he walked closer to the dangerous Demon. Azron turned so now he was facing his creator, the same one that's scared of him. "What will you do if we gave you a mate?" A dark smirk came upon his face. "I would fuč* her first then do the same thing that got me in this cell in the first place but...." There was a short silence as everyone held their breath- "This time, you won't catch me." What happens when God and Lucifer decide to give the dangerous Demon a Angel mate?? READ THE TAGS!! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!