Ronan Morozov, the ruthless pakhan of the Bratva, needs a wife. Years ago, at a ballet performance bathed in light and music, he noticed Ivory Grace Bennett. One dance was all it took. From that moment on, he watched her quietly, patiently, from the shadows. Ivory's father owes Ronan millions. When Ivory's father cannot repay it, he offers the only bargaining chip he has left. His daughter. Ronan accepts without hesitation. What Ivory doesn't know is that the marriage was never about the debt. From the moment Ronan saw her dance, he had already claimed her as his. And now, he intends to make sure she knows it. _________________ #23 - eroticromance out of 17.1k (7/16/25) #11 - darkromance out of 65.9k (8/31/25) #8 - criminal out of 24.5k (8/31/25) #4 - ballet out of 6.34k (2/28/26) #66 - love out of 2.53mil (3/11/26)

....where only one thing is required: your silence

They say "curiosity killed the cat". I say "naivety killed the flower".

Blind to his relentless gaze, Ciauna moves through her day, unaware of the noose tightening around her. It only took one glance-just one-for Obeye to decide she would be his. From that moment, he watched from the shadows, his patience unnervingly steady, biding his time and savoring the anticipation before he struck. By the time Ciauna feels the shift in the air, a chilling prickle at the back of her neck, it's far too late. He has her now, ensnared in his grip, forced to bend to his every dark whim-no escape, no turning back. But the worst part? A small, unyielding part of her doesn't want to resist him at all. ________________ As I reached the edge of his desk, his hands gripped my hips, the sudden contact making me gasp. His touch was firm, almost painful, as he spun me around to face the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city. "Look out there," he said, his breath hot against my ear. "See all of that?" I nodded, my eyes blurring with unshed tears as I took in the twinkling lights of the cityscape. "That's your world," he whispered, his grip tightening. "And I control it. Now, bend over the desk." 📚 Now Available on Amazon This story is officially published. You can now read the full, edited version on Amazon Kindle. (Link in bio)

She thought he was the man of her dreams But he quickly turned out to be a nightmare. Mylene Henderson, the daughter of two general store owners, has had a crush on Sunset Cove golden boy, Chase Richards ever since she knew what a crush was. But there were three problems that came with that; She was black, he was white, they lived in 1968 North Carolina and her mother expressly forbade her from going after him. But when an accident brings them together, it was just the spark they needed to start the flames of their passionate and toxic relationship. 18+, DARK ROMANCE, CONTENT WARNING INSIDE, MINORS DNI

🔥🫦SMUT 🫦🔥 🖤⛓️Dark Themes⛓️🖤 🧍🧍🧍Reverse Harem/Gangbang🧍🧍🧍 I came to campus to pick up my boyfriend. Then the blizzard hit. Now I'm snowed in with six of his teammates-massive, sweaty, starved-for-touch basketball gods. It started with one: Jax, the 6'11" team captain with a quiet growl and hands big enough to hold me down like I asked for it. But it didn't end there. Elijah kissed me like he knew how I tasted. Marcus called me a good girl before I ever said yes. Diego, Rashad, and the others? They didn't ask-they watched. And when I didn't run? They took me. Bent. Spread. Used. All of them. Not because I was weak. But because I was ready. I'm not their teammate's girl anymore. I'm the toy they pass around at night. And God help me... I've never been this full.

Smutty Sapphic NSFW Beyoncé oneshots. Because lesbi honest, we all want her. The ships are in the titles. Mostly smut tbh. These will be explicit so please be prepared. 18+ *very mature content, heavy BDSM etc* Please do not read if that's not your thing. All of this is just fantasy, please don't think any of the dynamics in these fics are normal or healthy. They're just fun fanfics.

18+ ‼️ "you're fucking mine 𝗄𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗄, and I'm gonna consume you in every single way possible...but first i'm gonna start between your legs...just one taste, please, I'm fucking starving, I haven't tasted you in so long..." He says as he gets onto his knees, shoving his head under my skirt. ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀ In a city where darkness reigns, Kailani, a beautiful teenager, lives blissfully unaware that she's being watched by a monster. Salvatore, the world's most feared mafia boss, has been silently stalking her, consumed by a deranged obsession. He doesn't just want her love-he wants to possess her completely, he wants her very essence, twisted and shattered to fit his delusions When the time is right, Salvatore kidnaps Kailani, dragging her to his mansion, a pleace where every room is a twisted shrine to his consuming madness for her. The walls are covered in frantic scribblings of her name, blood-etched mirrors, and stolen belongings of hers. Her life becomes a nightmare as Salvatore subjects her to psychological torment, demanding her love and violently crushing every escape attempt. His obsession festers, growing into a delusion where Kailani belongs to him-body, mind, and soul. Trapped in his psychotic web, Kailani must outmaneuver a man willing to destroy her to make her his.

I was a boy when I met her and loving her taught me how to be a man. ** This book features MATURE THEMES including violence, strong language, sexual content and potentially-triggering fictional scenarios. Please read at your own discretion. ** BOOK TWO OF THE STAY DOWN SERIES ON @RE2RAW

Crystal Eliza Crest had lived a life of privilege, untouched by the brutality that built her father's empire. She had everything-wealth, loyalty, and power-without ever realizing the blood that kept it intact. But ignorance wasn't immunity, and when the war between mafias took a personal turn, her world shattered. Ivan Sergio Dimitri had been raised in violence, molded into a leader with a single mission-destroy the American Mafia and show no mercy. He knew nothing of softness, only power and control. When Crystal fell into his hands, she was nothing more than leverage, a pawn to be used and discarded. She wasn't strong. She wasn't a fighter. Fear ruled her, yet she clung to the hope that someone would save her. But Ivan had no patience for weakness, and in his world, the only way to survive was to obey. He was the devil-ruthless and unyielding. She was a prisoner-fragile and powerless. Their paths were never meant to cross, yet here they were, bound by fate, trapped in a war that neither of them could escape. Would she learn to endure the darkness, or would Ivan crush her completely? Warning: This is an extremely dark romance. It delves into themes of power, control, and brutality. Not for the faint of heart.