"Oh, little crybaby, you don't know what you're asking me for," Gabriel spoke darkly, his voice so deep it sent a jolt straight through me. His gazed shifted, boring into me as his breath mingled with mine. "You sit here in your little school uniform with a damn cross hanging from your neck...," he paused, his eyes narrowing as they burned through me. "Not even understanding what you're asking me while your daddy sits at home wondering why his little girl isn't back yet. I don't fuck little girls." I choked out a sob, his fingers flexing around my throat "Run, piagnona," he warned lowly, "Run as fast as you can and pray I don't catch you again cause I can promise that I won't deny myself the pleasure of ruining you a second time." ~~~~~~~~~~~ A story in which a catholic school girl becomes obsessed with the walking devil reincarnate. Clementine wants nothing more than to be good, but his temptation is just so sweet. Gabriel wouldn't usually be so captivated by a little church girl, but who was he to deny himself the pleasure? FMC IS OF AGE!

༼۝A story that starts with forbidden love, but then...shit gets real༼۝ C O N T E N T W A R N I N G ~ Explicit Sexual Themes 🦋No smut at the start of this story, though it is going to be there after a little slowburn🦋 • I growl, low and rough, as I thrust harder, faster. "Some little bastard bats his lashes at you and suddenly you're ready to say yes?! In front of me? While I was watching?" She bites her lip, whimpering, moaning, that sound that always fucks with my head. My hands grips her thigh, spreading her wider, my pace unforgiving. Because she needs to fucking learn - no, she needs to know that how much I'm hers. And that she's mine. "Daddy's teaching you here something," I hissed against her ear, sweat dripping down my temple. "Every fucking time you even think about letting another guy get close like that, remember this - remember how it feels when I'm buried so deep inside you you can't fucking breathe." Her nails dig into my shoulders, her body arching, those tight, sweet little nipples brushing against my skin, begging for the attention her pussy is throbbing against. Her voice cracks out my name, and i grin, dark and mean. "Yeah, scream it. Let the whole fucking neighbourhood know who owns this sweet little cunt." I slam into her harder, gritting my teeth, my hand gripping her jaw to make her look at me through her dazed, teary eyes. "Keep looking at me when I'm ruining you, Miss Davis." She shivers at that, face turning redder. I say, voice low enough, "you're mine, Vi. My baby, my brat. And when I'm done with you tonight, you'll know exactly why." My pace turns brutal, merciless. Her moans turn into broken sounds, the bedframe creaking under us - • ⚠️ Content warning ⚠️ This story contains mature themes and explicit themes that may be sensitive to some readers. Please avoid reading the story as there's going to be: - Smut - explicit sex A request again to please avoid reading who are uncomfortable. ••• U

Aaliyah never expected a late-night hospital shift to ruin her life. One glance from Luca-the city's most feared mafia boss-and she becomes his newest obsession. Cold. Violent. Untouchable. Luca is the kind of man people pray they never meet. He rules Chicago through fear, bloodshed, and power, and nobody dares question him. Not rivals. Not cops. Not even the men who work for him. But when he sees the shy black nurse with soft eyes and a gentle heart, something inside him snaps. He watches her. Follows her. Learns everything about her. And then he takes her. Not to save her. Not because she's innocent. Not because she needs protection. He takes her because he wants her. Trapped inside Luca's dangerous world, Aaliyah quickly learns that obsession feels a lot like love when it comes from a man willing to burn cities down for you. The deeper she falls into his darkness, the harder it becomes to remember she was ever supposed to escape. Because Luca doesn't let go of things he claims. And he already decided she belongs to him.

Lee Do-hyun is South Korea's most famous actor-and its coldest. Quiet, intimidating, and fiercely protective of his one-year-old son, he's fired every nanny he's ever hired. Lyric Thompson, a bubbly foreign exchange student at Yonsei University, is just trying to survive Seoul with a part-time job and enough money to eat something besides ramen. After literally crashing into Do-hyun, she somehow ends up working as his son's nanny-the only person the child instantly loves. Now the grumpy actor and the sunshine college student are forced into each other's lives, where late nights, chaotic routines, and one adorable baby slowly turn cold walls into something warmer.

"Can't you just turn it on?" She huffed irritated tapping her foot anxiously. Her red bottom heals were too nice for a place with uneven pavement, tire marks, gas and oil all over the ground. She was humiliated being seen here in this sh*tty shop but she had no choice. She was already running late for her shoot. Kai stared back at her blankly and rolled his eyes in annoyance. The entitled impatient brat was giving him a major head ache. Such a beautiful f*cking headache this woman was and he just met her. "If that was the case you would be gone already and my day would be so much better." Adeline Jones. A pretty name for a pretty woman. Adeline is a black, upper class, young lady who is straight from Manhattan. She is the IT girl and she knows it. A model, an actress, an A lister with a grade A awful personality. She took over 80s and 90s and now is untouchable in the early 2000s. No one is good enough for Adeline and no one tells her no. Except one stubborn, and callous Mechanic named Kai Green.

Once an Outlaw always an outlaw. Coleman Murphy had played the field landing himself as the top gun Sheriff in Cheyenne County. A pretty little thing by his side to marry and enough money to make the president sick. However, his pretty condemned past that he had tried to suppress has been shoved back in his face in the shape of a woman he loved long ago who holds his biggest secret of all.

Warning: For mature readers only This story is not for the faint of heart. It's dark, twisted, and drenched in betrayal, power, and taboo craving. If you want soft, sweet love stories? This isn't it. But if you're ready for a ruthless Mob Boss who doesn't ask permission, and a girl who should've known better but couldn't stay away. Then welcome to your next addiction. She came for the summer. To relax. To spend time with her best friend. Not to fall into the arms of her friend's father. But the second he looked at her, she knew she was in deep trouble. He didn't see her as a guest. He saw her as his. To control. To ruin. To claim. Now she can't breathe without thinking about him. She can't sleep without feeling the imprint he left on her shin. He's not hiding her anymore. He wants the world to know she is his. She was innocent. He was hers. Now she belongs to the man who was never supposed to touch her.

"I hate how much I need you, Niyah..." From just enemies, to enemies with benefits, to lovers. I hate how much I want him. But I can't escape him. Why? Because we're lawfully locked. An office romance between rival lawyers who try to fight the tension between them until they finally give in. "You say you hate me but you fuck me the same day." *a lot of smut included!*

⚠️18+!!!⚠️ I am 25 so if you are under 18 please go away😆 I'm literally writing these for fun. It's very stress reliving so apologies if it's not written the best lol. This is purely for fun. I'm not a writer but I tried my best. The first few are a tad repetitive so I apologize. I was teaching myself how to write like this but I feel like the newer ones are better🥰 Sorry for any typos 🥰 ❤️‍🩹This is all fiction❤️‍🩹 If you know me no you don't 🥰 Trigger warnings can include: blood, violence, guns, knives, death, murder, just your average dark romance stuff 🥰 Good Girl-He's vanilla asf. Or is he? My little Killer-Assigned to kill, gets...distracted My Darling-A false rumor...or...maybe not false? Doll Face-She's her newest obsession Princess-BOTH OF THEM? Mine-I belong to him. No one else Pretty Boy- He's my pretty boy. He's mine Princess Part 2- Literally a part two with your favorite boys, James and Jet🥰 Brat-I hate him-or-do I? Little Bird-He's faceless but still so hot My Girls-camping trip gone spicy Little Bird Part 2-Just a part 2🤣 My Valentine-Bestie Breakup date My Girls Part 2-Just a part 2❤️ My Little Prince-HA GAYYYYYYYYYYYYY #1 in #spice 11/7/25-11/12/25, 11/14/25, 2/26/26-3/21/26, 3/24/26 #2 in #spice 12/23/25-12/30/25 #3 in #spicy 3/15/26 #4 in #darkromance 12/20/25

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)