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.

When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.

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.