⚠️warning⚠️ this book contains mature content and abuse. This Is the first warning and will not be the last. Andrei Volkov is the head of the Russian Mafia. He's ruthless, dangerous, rich and has every woman on their knees begging for him to take them. He's never loved anyone, since his past has left him unable to do so. Skylar Jones; homeless and without any family. She's the kindest and the most selfless person you will ever meet even without money. One day, Skylar meets two men that work for the Russian Mafia. They offer her job that she has a tough time refusing even with the strings attached. What will poor innocent Skylar do when she meets the Andrei? Will she fall madly in love like the rest or simply think him as another man? WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN TRIGGER STUFF TO SOME PEOPLE. IF YOU ARE EASILY UPSET BY THE THOUGHT OF RAPE OR ABUSE, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.

"Are you gonna admit you like this yet?" "No!" I yelled, kicking my legs out at him. He smiled and leaned forward, catching my ankle as I froze. "Don't worry, baby. I'm going to worship your body like the innocent little thing you are, completely corrupting you before you can even think. "By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be screaming my name and begging me to let you cum. That said... "IF YOU CAN EVEN LAST A SECOND OF THIS." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emily Wolfe is the exact definition of innocent. Not necessarily in the childish sense, but her curiosity can sometimes be untamed. She developed insomnia from her father, Asher, and every night takes medications that make her a little crazy before she sleeps. And she remembers a man that always comes into her room just before she sleeps... her comfort character. But he's more than just imaginary. He's real. But being stalked is in the back of her mind, because she's been researching the death of her aunt after she'd been kidnapped... and all of it leveled back to a circus. Though... she could feel him watching her, but every time she looked, he was gone. He's gotten good at hiding. And even better at plotting.

Audrey Hill is in a big problem. While most people would find drawings of buildings boring, she finds comfort in them. she can make everyone's dream home come true. But when an old couple asks her to make their dream home, she didn't realise that it would be her nightmare. Because it involves her to live with her obnoxious grumpy colleague. But after living and basically sleeping in the same room with him she realises that he's not as bad as he seems. He is possesive, selfish, rough and gentle with her. Audrey has never seen this side of him but when he says things like something you only hear in imaginations, something shifts and all the rough touches and threats towards the people who even look in her direction seems comforting. Now their beautiful vacation is coming to an end and she has to make a choice whether she wants to continue living in the beautiful mountains with the grumpy man or she wants her simple comforting life back. ____________________________________________ He grabs me by my ankle and pulls me to the edge of the bed, like I weight nothin. He steps between my legs, grabs me by hair and says right next to my ears. "You realise that you aren't going to get any sleep tonight, sunflower. You haven't begun to see my rough side. You are going to get fucked like I hate you and when I am done fucking you, I will eat your greedy pussy and then, I am going to fuck you again." ____________________________________________ 18+ READERS ONLY

Amelia has always been in control-guarding her emotions, her desires, and every inch of herself. But when she meets Harry, she's drawn into a world where trust, vulnerability, and surrender become intoxicating. Blindfolded and exposed, Amelia is pushed to confront her deepest cravings as Harry slowly leads her into a steamy, intense journey of self-discovery. With every touch, every command, she finds herself inching closer to letting go of her tightly held control, discovering a side of herself she never knew existed. In this mature and steamy fanfic, Harry's patient dominance challenges Amelia to trust him completely, guiding her through a world where power dynamics and desire collide in the most electrifying ways. As the tension between them builds, Amelia learns that giving up control doesn't mean weakness-it means embracing a new kind of power. Trigger Warning: This story includes mature themes such as BDSM, power exchange, blindfolding, emotional intensity, and elements of public humiliation. Please read with care if these topics may be triggering for you. Book One Complete! ✨ Author's Note ✨ Book Two: The Dominant Part II - The Space Between is also complete! Your support means everything - every comment, vote, and read keeps this world alive and pushes me to share more of Harry and Amelia's story. So if you're craving more dominance, tension, heartbreak, healing, and heat... Spread the word. Leave a little love. And get ready - the space between them is about to close.

Jake despised weak women, especially women who showed interest in him. A strong and independent woman was what could drive the beast in him, but there was Cassie. Adopted by Jake's uncle at the age of six, Jake treated her like his sister, but how did things change? CASSIE I imagined him. Just the thought of him had me squeezing my thighs. I kept my eyes closed so I could focus my thoughts on him. My breathing grew heavier as I rubbed my clit, and my body started to tense up, feeling like I was about to tip over the edge of my orgasm. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt the walls of my room start spinning faster and faster as I rubbed on my clit frantically. I imagined him flipping me onto my back and starting to slowly kiss and lick my body, from my stomach to the peak of my breasts. I could feel his hands work their way down between my legs and I moaned. His expert moves had me losing my breath. "Oh, Jake..." JAKE Fuck! My steps halted and I instantly regretted my decision to walk into her room without knocking. The bathroom door wasn't fully closed, and I could hear the shower going, but when I turned to leave, her moan reached my ears, stirring my cock alive. Cassie... I almost groaned her name. And then, out of nowhere, she moaned my name, and I swear, my knees went weak. "Damn!" (Read at your own risk!)

❝Power is always dangerous. It attracts the worst and corrupts the best.❞ Who is the true villain in this story? Zayn Malik has always been the good guy, forever doing what he can to make sure that justice is not only served, but done so fairly. Which is why he went into law enforcement. However, one day he's assigned to his biggest case yet and he's plunged undercover into the world of the Brooks family and the criminal empire they lead. With his close friend and co-worker Adiv, he plans to destroy the mafia from the inside out, thereby putting an end to the corruption and terror it incites. Then he meets Raven, niece of the Don, and she changes everything -- his role within the organization, his feelings, his goals, his morals, and ultimately, who he is entirely. And like the waves of the ocean insidiously erode the shore, something of innocence becomes something else entirely. WARNING: This story has scenes of possibly intense violence, mature content, death, descriptive sexual content, drug use/references, and foul language. Please read at your own discretion ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: some violent scenes can be very intense

ON HOLD // "What do you want to drink, angel?" He whispered in my ear as goosebumps rose all over my skin. I roll my eyes at him secretly adoring the nickname he's chosen for me. "Haven't I told you, Harry, that's not my name?" He gives me a genuine laugh flashing his perfect smile handing me a cup filled with a clear liquid. "Angel is more fitting than your full name, it's all I see when I look at you." // *NOT A SLOW BURN*

"daddy is the boss now, baby girl" the story of a modern-day romeo & juliet romance between the father of an international mob corporation and the precious baby girl of his mentor

1988. Self discovery wasn't something that came easy to Mabel, in fact, she'd refused to deal with the matter since decisions seemed to always be made for her. She wasn't sure how she'd ever get by, living in the small suburban town within Los Angeles. Although one thing she did know, her sister was coming back to town for the summer. What she didn't know, was why the mysterious drummer boy would smoke marlboro cigarettes and only speak to her when he felt like it. It was quite frankly irritating having to meet his gaze everywhere she looked, but then again, it would only be for the summer. *this story contains mature and explicit themes*

"You make me sick." I spit out as I dare not to look at him, his chest pressed against my back while I lean against the balcony railing. "Oh.. I make you sick, do I?" He breaths down my neck, making a chill run down my spine. "Yeah. Yeah you do." I mutter. "Please, doll. We're all a little twisted." •Sophie Grayson. A girl who can't help panicking at the slightest inconvenience. A girl who's life revolves around routines, organisation and everything simple. A girl who's passion lays with records and songs. It was always so ironic how her extreme love for music is what got her taken from the world renowned rock band, Midnight's Kiss. How will her purity last with such darkness?• ☹︎A Dark Harry Novel WARNING - CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. INTENSE VIOLENCE. READ AT OWN RISK.