"Please don't, Rio," I pleaded. Rio didn't spare me a glance, bringing the hammer down once more against the hand of the man who had assaulted me. My horrified scream and Adrian's agonised one sounded in unison. This time Rio got his fingers, some of which were already sticking up unnaturally. I turned my head to the side. I didn't want to watch this. At my movement, Rio's attention shifted to me. He tutted. "Oh no, Mia. That won't do." He turned my head back to the center of the room with the same hammer he was using to destroy Adrian's hand. The cold metal was gentle against my cheek, but I was trembling from the knowledge of the agony it had caused. "You tried to run away, and he tried to rape you. Actions have consequences, for both of you." Rio walked back over to where a gagged and restrained Adrian was still offering muffled pleas. "Now you're going to watch the consequences," Rio promised darkly. *** One night while walking home, Mia is kidnapped by a group of men. She is thrown into a completely new and dangerous world. She has no say here, is constantly in danger, and must rely on her kidnapper's mercy. Will Mia survive being Kept? Note: This is the spin-off prequel to Kidnapped For Keeps, but can be read as a complete standalone.

Suddenly, a massive frame blocked her path. Lia gasped, stepping back. Elias was standing right in front of her. He had moved so fast, and so silently, she hadn't even heard him breathe. They were completely alone in the room now. Elias looked down at her. The polite, charming mask he wore for Jason was completely gone. His storm-gray eyes were dark, tracing the terrified features of her face. He leaned down slowly. The scent of dark cedar, rain, and something ancient completely surrounded her, trapping her in place. He brought his lips right next to her ear. "Your husband is more interested in money than your wishes, Lia," Elias whispered. His deep voice was rough, dripping with a dark, heavy possessiveness. "He sold you for a few dollar bills." Lia's breath hitched. She opened her mouth to defend Jason, to yell at him, to do anything- "But I was not like this," Elias murmured softly against her ear. "I would have burned the world before I let you cry."

HE FOUND HER ONCE, HE CAN DO IT AGAIN ***** I smiled up at Ellie as her legs spread around my head. Her breath was shaking as she stared down at me, clearly overwhelmed right now. Good. "Your pussy's very pretty," I said to her, hearing her breath shaking when I ran my thumb along her wetness. She moaned, arching her back. "It's all pink," I commented, sliding the wetness along ger clit. "Just look... all fresh and beautiful just for me." I smiled up at her. "I can't wait to destroy you." ***** He's not human, he is fallen. It had been five years since, Zane Kier, the lead of the Kaden Mafia, kidnapped me. I was only sixteen. Just a child, but he was, too. I managed to escape. An off-duty police officer came to my rescue and took me back to my family... or... what was left of my family. After my kidnapping, my older sister became overprotective and hounded over me so I wouldn't be taken again. But even she couldn't stop him. Zane Kier... my art professor's teaching assistant at Bitterwave University. He found me again. And now he won't let me go. (ruined is in the paranormal realm, but is not part of a series)

Scarlett Sinclair never thought her life would be decided by a piece of paper. An arranged marriage. A man she barely knew. A future built on expectations instead of love. Tristan Valeri was everything she was warned about-cold, distant, and impossible to read. A husband who never truly wanted her...... Because when the marriage ended, she believed she was finally free after 2 years of humiliation. And Tristan Valeri doesn't believe in letting go because he's obsessed with her. His wife. His obsession Now, every step she takes away from him only pulls her deeper back into his world. A world where love and obsession look exactly the same.

Angelina agreed to a fake relationship to help her best friend. It was supposed to be simple. Just pretend. Nothing more. But what she didn't know was that the man she planned to fool had already figured everything out. And instead of stopping it... He decided to play along. Because while Angelina believed it was only an act- He had already decided on one thing. She was his. And he wasn't planning to let her go.

He is London's most infamous serial-killer painter, known only as the Horned Devil. No one knows the crimson in his masterpieces is human blood. At a lavish gala, he chooses the mansion's quiet maid as his next victim... but she becomes the one masterpiece he refuses to destroy.

"You'll learn to love the way I destroy you." ~~~~ "Stop squirming." "You're too big!" I cried, shifting. His length drilled into me, pressing in all the right place. "You say that like it's a bad thing," he responded in amusement. I glared up at him. "You're going to tear me apart!" "Oh, baby girl..." he learned forward, "that's been my plan all along. "Now sit still while I ruin you." ~~~~ I thought this place was haunted... the house I moved into. The rickety walls, the broken floors, the dusty air. I managed to clean it, but... But then there's a man in the mirror. I walk down the hall, and he's there, haunting me, watching me, playing with me. A ghost. This house was haunted. But little did I know... that he wasn't a ghost at all. No, he was very real. THEY were very real. And their plan to corrupt me had been set in place the moment I set foot in this house.

"Get off me." I struggle to no avail, trying to get control of my arms, which he easily keeps pinned. "You son of a-" I'm cut off by his hand over my mouth, leaving his other hand to grip both my wrists above my head. "Do you really want to finish that sentence?" He's starting to get irritated, but I'm too angry to care. I nod my head and yell obscenities that are muffled by his hand. I try to bite his hand, but it's pressed so tightly on my mouth that my teeth can't get a grip on anything. I just want to get out of this extremely vulnerable position. He's barely even putting force into his actions, and yet he is so much stronger than me. It's a terrifying thought to realise that you would be helpless if a man wanted to harm you, subjected to his whims just because of biological differences. "Seriously, Mollie, stop being so childish." He removes his hand and wipes it on my shirt. I don't miss how his hand stays on my waist. "Get off me then," I hide my fear behind my anger and hope he doesn't see through it. I think he does, because he teases me with a smile, "What will you do if I don't? You can't exactly do much in this position." His words sink an arrow of terror into my gut. *** Mollie's bus is hijacked by a group of masked men one day when she's on her way home from university. The hostages are taken to a house in the woods where they're ransomed back to their families. All except Mollie. The leader of the masked men has an interest in her, one that seems to have existed before the hijacking, and doesn't want to let her go. It seems that she's been kidnapped for keeps.

You can lock up a monster, but you can't kill his obsession. Six years in a psych ward didn't fix Silas Kane. It only sharpened his hunger. Ivy Monroe was the only thing that soothed the void inside him the quiet girl next door, the one he watched, craved, and would kill for. Now he's free. The world thinks he's hunting revenge. But monsters don't care about justice. They care about possession. He's not coming to save her. He's not coming to love her. He's coming to own her. This isn't a love story. This is a warning. He's not a hero. He's not even human. And once you let the monster in he never leaves. Read if you dare. SOOTHE THE MONSTER 18+ | Psychopath MMC | Stalker | Obsession | Graphic Violence | No Redemption

He used to bully her. Now he owns her. When Alessia Romano walked into her new job at De Luca Enterprises, the last face she expected to see was his-Giovanni De Luca, the rich, sadistic bastard who tormented her in college... and the man who now controls her career, her body, and her every breath. Worse? He's not just a billionaire CEO. He's the boss of the Italian Mafia-and he's been waiting for her. Giovanni doesn't just want Alessia under his command-he wants her on her knees, begging, branded, and broken in all the ways only he can deliver. And when she resists, he doesn't fire her. He cages her. The tension is unbearable. The sex? Rough, possessive, and addictive. He spanks. He binds. He whispers filth in Italian while she moans into silk sheets. And despite her defiance, her hate, her fear-her body keeps surrendering. But Alessia is no longer the scared girl from college. She's smarter. Angrier. And dangerously close to falling in love with the devil who's tying her wrists and stealing her soul. In a world of secrets, bullets, and obsession, love isn't safe. It's a weapon. WARNING ⚠️ This story is extremely erotic If that's not your scene then please don't read But if you love dark erotica then you'll love this novel