18+ Content Warning! *Completed* "If you tell me information on where my brother is, you'll both be free." He looks between us, his eyes dark. "Otherwise I'm going to take Dove upstairs and I'm going to fuck her." *** One night, Dove sneaks away. Deep in an unfamiliar pack, she attends the grandest party of the year hosted by the notorious Alpha Varian. There she in indulges in a night of sin at his hand, experiencing pleasure unlike anything she has felt before. However, Dove is the daughter of her own Alpha's war advisor. An Alpha she has had a torrid affair with for months, and who is Alpha Varian's enemy. When Alpha Varian's forces invade her home pack, she is whirled back into his clutches, where she learns the price of pleasure, and the inescapable bond forming between a man who is supposed to be her enemy.

He pinned me against the wall, his hand on my throat and his lips on my neck. 'Run,' he said. 'I'll just drag you back.' I should hate him. I'm terrified of him. So why does my body betray me every time he whispers my name? He warned me once: "This city protects me, not you." Now I believe him. When I went to the police to escape Aleksandr Markov's relentless obsession, my sister was framed and locked up. When I tried to run, he bought my workplace and became my boss. When I begged him to let me go, he whispered in my ear with his lips pressed to my neck: "You're mine, My little dove. Struggle all you want-I'll keep you until you stop fighting... or until you break." But the scariest part? The longer I'm trapped in his cage, the less I want to leave. A billionaire villain. A powerless heroine. A game of power, obsession, and desire where losing means surrendering everything-including your heart.

Tori gets abducted from earth to be used as a breeder, she gets involved with several aliens, having relationships with each thinking she's found that special one, that is until she meets a unique blue alien that makes her see love in a whole different manner.💋 *MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT* violence, language

He pulled her from the shadows, vowing safety and warning that the world beyond him was perilous, and she trusted him. So she learned which questions not to ask. She learned which thoughts to strangle, which parts of herself were easier to suffocate than defend. Loving him felt like safety-like survival. Shrinking seemed a small price to pay for being kept. That is, until he appeared. His eyes: cold enough to wound. His voice: edged with threats beyond her life. Gentleness and likability? He made no effort at either. He unsettled her. Challenged her. Extracted truths she had buried deep. Where one offered shelter, the other promised reckoning. Where one built walls around her, the other stood ready to tear them down. One would burn the world to keep her. The other would burn her to save it. And trusting the wrong man would cost her more than her life. Some villains don't snarl. They smile. Between manipulation and mercy, she begins to come undone. Not into something broken-into something dangerous. Because in this world, love is not a sanctuary. It is a strategy. It is power. And it is the most lethal weapon of all. Updates are every Tuesday and Sunday... Story is almost finished but I appreciate any feedback.

[AMBYS 2025 GRAND FAVORITE] After receiving an unexpected package from an unexpected sender, seventeen-year-old Amelia Kingston is thrown into the prestigious Olympian High. For someone whose life revolved around constant transferring to schools due to her foster father's odd paranoia, she already knows the rule of thumb: fit in, act natural and most importantly, don't attract unnecessary attention. Unsurprisingly, she breaks all three and ends up staggering to the school's electrical room, only to be shot down by a distracted student with pure lightning, knocking her unconscious. As soon as she wakes up, she is thrown into a world of godly incarnates, backstabbing enemies and lost myths coming back to life. Previously featured in: WattpadFantasyPH, lowfantasy, WattpadESL, WattGreek, SpeculativeFiction, magic, YAFantasy, generalfiction, Paranormal, Fantasy, WattpadUrbanFantasy, mythandlegend, StoriesUndiscovered, TheWarriorGoddess Cover by @DaneAndKnight

She was never meant to survive him. But she did. And now the world must face what she became because of it. No longer the quiet girl sent to die, she stands as queen ruling two kingdoms, carrying the future of a throne built on blood, and holding a power no one understands. She does not command loudly, does not rule with fear, does not beg for loyalty. The court watches her closely now, no longer seeing weakness but something far more unsettling. A queen who does not need cruelty to be obeyed. A woman who has learned control so completely that even her mercy feels dangerous. But she is not the only one who has changed. The tyrant king who once ruled without hesitation now stands at her side with something far more volatile than power. devotion. His love has not softened; it has sharpened into something possessive, absolute, and unforgiving. He does not question her decisions he enforces them. He does not protect her from the world he makes the world unworthy of touching her. And now, she carries his heir. A future. A legacy. A reason for kingdoms to kneel... or fall. With her growing power comes growing attention. Allies begin to doubt. Enemies begin to rise. And every move she makes is watched by those waiting for her to break, to harden, to become something worthy of the throne she sits on. Because the most dangerous thing in this kingdom is not the tyrant who rules it It is the queen who commands him without ever raising her voice.

Iris Calder finally has everything she's ever wanted: a quiet home, a devoted fiancé, and a life untouched by chaos. Theo Blackwell keeps his promises-he protects her, provides for her, and ensures nothing threatens their peace. But devotion has a shadow, and the closer he holds her, the harder it becomes to tell where love ends and possession begins.

Everyone expected the quiet princess to die. The tyrant king had buried wives before, and the fragile girl forced to marry him was supposed to become just another forgotten tragedy. But the soft-spoken queen does something no one expected. She survives. While the court fears the monster on the throne, she remains beside him calm, gentle, and far stronger than anyone realizes. At first, the king tells himself she is simply useful. Her mind is sharp. Her kindness dangerous in a palace built on cruelty. And kings protect what is useful. But the longer she stands beside him, the more the kingdom begins to notice something unsettling. The tyrant who trusted no one now watches her like she is the most valuable thing in his world. His words remain cold. His temper still deadly. But everyone can see the truth the king refuses to admit. The monster on the throne has fallen in love. And the quiet queen who was supposed to die has learned something even more dangerous The only way anyone could ever hurt her... Is by surviving the king who would burn kingdoms to the ground to protect what belongs to him. (Book 1 )

Faith Anderson. An innocent girl, who grew with the love of her Dad and her elder brother. Since, her mother died while giving birth to her, she has become the world to her dad and brother. Romano brothers. A cruel, vicious Mafia, disguised as successful businessman to the world. They are , in short the psychopaths. What happens when their gaze fell on the innocent Faith. Will they change for her or will they become her worst nightmare ever? • • • " P-please ... Please l-leave him, please... I beg y-you..." Faith cried, thrashing in Lucian's arms. " You motherfucker, don't do this to her. Leave him. " Chris yelled at the trio. His friend was at the verge of loosing his life. " Shh, baby, why are you taking his side? Huh? " He gripped her hair tightly. " Do you feel anything for him? Huh! Tell me. " Lucian seethed looking at her. " FUCKING ANSWER HIM. " Azron hollered kicking the tied person in his stomach. Panic was bubbling inside Faith and she couldn't able to say anything. " Answer me or your brother will pay the price along with him, kitten. " Zanvil said taking a sharp knife and grazing the tip at Chris's neck, so slightly, that it drew some blood out. Seeing this much of blood infront of her, Faith felt her head spinning. Her struggles becoming weak. " ANSWER ME GOD-DAMN-IT. " Lucian pulled her head up with her hair. " N-No..." She managed to let out a whimper and collapsed on Lucian. She was barely conscious. " Oh, baby, I knew it. It's okay, Lucian don't hurt her. " Zanvil left Chris and walked towards her. Lucian kissed her lips briefly while Zanvil caressed her hair. " But, this guy made us insecure. He has to pay little one. He'll be punished. " Azron scowled, taking a cleaver in his hands. " DON'T DO THIS TO HER. PLEASE. " Chris pleaded the trio for her sister and his friend. He knew his friend is going to die tonight. He also knew he couldn't do anything. But it was too late. ••• © Copyright reserved.