|An Avengers Soulmate AU| She wasn't the kind of woman who belonged to just one man. There was something about her that drew men in-not the nice guys who'd bring her flowers, but the dangerous ones who'd burn the world down to keep her safe. Their love wasn't soft or sweet. It was rough hands, sharp teeth, and promises that sounded more like threats. When they said she was theirs, they meant it. And God help anyone who tried to take her. Because whatever chased her, whatever had its claws in her now-They wouldn't stop. Wouldn't hesitate. They'd tear everything apart to get her back. And they wouldn't be gentle about it.

After losing the only person who ever truly wanted her, Avalina Caradine is left drowning in grief, shame, and a diagnosis of borderline personality disorder. A failed suicide attempt lands her in treatment, and when she's released, she has nowhere to go but shelters and park benches. She scrapes together a fragile routine-working at a small all-day breakfast diner, attending court-ordered therapy-until five strangers start showing up every morning, not just for the coffee. Hoko, Bakari, Finn, Darnell, and Lionel each carry their own histories, accents, and quiet scars. They see her long black curls, her careful smiles, the way she tugs her sleeves down, and the nights she sleeps on a bench. Without hesitation, they offer her a room in their big, slightly run-down Victorian house. No rent. No strings. Just safety. Avalina never expected to stay. She never expected to be seen. And she definitely never expected to fall-slowly, deeply, terrifyingly-in love with all five of them. What starts as gratitude becomes friendship, then affection, then something bigger than any of them planned. They don't ask her to choose. They never make her feel like she has to. And as trust grows, so does the possibility that love doesn't always come in pairs-it can come in six. A story of healing, chosen family, mental health recovery, and a relationship built on patience, communication, and the radical belief that one heart can be big enough for many hands to hold.

We all cross lines at some point in our lives. Some small, some big. Some once, others over and over again. Some lead to ruin. Others to something dangerously close to bliss. I crossed some lines. Two weeks. That's all it took. For me to cross lines there would be no coming back from. Lines that changed me, unraveled me, awakened parts of me I thought were long buried, and ones I never knew existed at all. Two weeks. Two men. Endless lines. Will they blur into something blissful or destroy everything I've known? --- When Ava arrived at the cabin with her boyfriend for two weeks of wedding chaos, she expected nerves, a little anxiety, and time to reconnect with the man she thought she wanted. What she didn't expect was them. His older brother. The brother's best friend. Two men- one all control, the other pure chaos- who would blur every boundary, unravel every certainty, and draw out a version of her she's never been brave enough to become. Because some lines, once crossed, don't just change you. They remake you entirely. 18+

"You don't get to choose freedom after I've chosen you." Love was never part of the plan. Neither was consent. For Mikolaj Kuznetsov, control is currency. Power is inherited, enforced, and protected at all costs. What he takes, he keeps. What belongs to him does not leave. Malayia was never meant to be seen only contained. Taken from her life and locked inside an estate built on silence and money, she becomes a possession disguised as a privilege. Dressed, fed, watched. Paraded through luxury that feels more like a cage than comfort. Everyone assumes she'll break quietly. They're wrong. Malayia doesn't submit easily. She doesn't soften on command. Every smile is forced. Every moment of calm is borrowed. And the more Mikolaj tries to mold her into something obedient, the more she reminds him that obedience was never promised. What begins as control curdles into fixation. What should have stayed transactional becomes personal. Because Malayia is not fragile. She is not grateful. And she is not blind to the blood on his hands. In a world ruled by men who mistake ownership for devotion, the line between protection and possession blurs beyond recognition. And when power, violence, and desire collide, survival isn't about escape anymore. It's about who bends first. And who burns everything down trying not to. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, sexual tension, and explicit scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

❝ it's hard to sleep when your heart is at war with your mind . . . ❞ - r.h. sin Astra Rose Leonato never asked to be the daughter of a mafia. And she definitely never asked to be soulmates to three powerful vampire kings. Dealing with family secrets, rival gangs, and her soulmates enemies, she slowly begins to realize her life was never destined to be normal. © 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐲𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 ( about 28,919 words so far )

Ocean shoved at his chest, but Lucas didn't budge. He stayed right there, crowding her. "Move," she snapped, heat in her voice. He didn't. His presence pressed against her, every breath of his filling the little space she had left. Her hands curled tight at her sides. "You don't give me a second. You're always there-hovering, watching, smothering me like I can't breathe without you in my face." Lucas's jaw ticked, eyes hard, but he said nothing. The silence made her angrier. Her chest rose sharp with breath. "I hate it. I hate how you don't let me think, don't let me move. You just close in and wait for me to break." Still, he stayed. And that-more than any words-set her blood boiling. -- A stubborn college girl thinks she's untouchable-until she collides with him. The Beast. A force wrapped in shadow and hunger. One meeting shatters her defenses. Her control slips. Her rules burn. And for the first time, she isn't the one in charge.

Lucian placed my legs on his lap, took my shoes off, and began rubbing my feet. "How was your day at the gallery?" he asked. "It was so boring," I began. "Wednesdays are always so uneventful..." As I was explaining, his hands began to move up my thigh and underneath my dress. He started rubbing my pussy over my panties. "Mmm," I moaned, trying to grab his arm lightly. "Move your hand & continue, little girl," he commanded. I tried to continue telling him about my boring ass day at work, but the pleasure was becoming overwhelming. "I can't," I gasped. He growled darkly. "Mmm, you want me to suck on your pussy again, don't you, angel?" I whimpered. "Mmm..." Lucian stopped rubbing my pussy and grabbed my neck lightly but effectively. "Answer me when I'm talking to you, Nyla. I want to hear you beg for it. You hear me?" "Yes, Lucian," I breathed out. He smiled lightly. "Good girl. Such a good girl." Then he kissed me with so much lust and passion that my pussy was soaked, and I honestly couldn't wait.

🖤 ONGOING STORY 🖤 🔪 Dark Romance | Mature Themes 🕯️ Updates Weekly ‼️ TRIGGER WARNING ‼️ This story contains dark and sensitive content. Please read with caution. Themes include: ⚠️ Childhood abuse ⚠️ Sexual assault (SA) ⚠️ Domestic violence / abuse ⚠️ Graphic torture & violence ⚠️ Suicidal thoughts / ideation ⚠️ Possessive behavior & light stalking This is not a love story for the faint of heart. It's about survival, obsession, and what happens when the only person who ever protected you... becomes the only one who can destroy you. 🩸 Read responsibly. Take breaks if you need to. 🩸 Solana Beaulieu has learned how to stay quiet. It's how she's survived-keeping her head down, hiding the bruises, and pretending everything is fine. The world only sees what she allows them to see. And no one asks questions... until he shows up. Cassien Donatello was the boy who once protected her in silence. Now he's a man-colder, more dangerous, and unwilling to walk away this time. When fate places Solana back in his path, Cassien refuses to look the other way. He's seen too much. And he knows the truth: the man in her life is a monster who doesn't deserve to keep breathing. But Solana isn't the broken girl he remembers. And Cassien is no hero. Dark, obsessive, and unflinchingly loyal, Cassien will burn down the world to protect her. Even if she's too afraid to ask for his help. Even if she tells him to leave. In a world where pain has always been louder than love, Solana will have to decide who she can trust-and what it really means to be safe.

"You're shaking so fucking hard, Ryan... Is it because you're terrified of what I'll do to you, or because you're praying I finally ruin that innocent little brain of yours?" His breath stuttered. The pencil slipped from his fingers. "Madison... stop," Ryan whispered, voice strained, ears burning red. "You know we can't do this. I'm your tutor. This can't happen." I smiled against his skin, squeezing the very obvious bulge in his pants. "But baby," I purred, voice low and filthy, "your dick says otherwise."

After 10 years of not having a glance of his true love ,turns out that she is getting married. The ruthless Don Giovanni D'Angelo know as Death wants Isabella back. Giovanni also know as Death, Is the biggest Don in the world, no one knows his weakness because he's ruthless. Until one day when He hears that Isabella is getting married, he finally makes his presence to Isabella's life after nearly 10 years . Isabella was heart broken and left there at the school parking lot . When Giovanni was given an ultainum to take over his family business Or watch as everything vanishes in their eyes. Isabella couldn't comprehend the pain,because Giovanni was her first ,I mean everything, she was only sixteen (16)and He was eighteen (18) she stood there frozen whilst tears were streaming down her face on the school parking lot. "Even when am not close to you I'll have you in each life time...." -Gio That's the last word he said before he left . The lights turn off, the only one that is illuminating is from the moon ,I stand by the door, the moons shine is giving a good view of my Bella, I can see the confusion in her eyes .."So is replacing me , make you forget about me my sweet bella" I see shock in her eyes, further more it's like her soul left her body. "Gi..Gii..Giovanni...w-ha..how!?" I take a few steps to her , Damn the years did well on my Bella, her curves are now prominent, her chocolate smooth skin Has a certain glow ,well that ass and thick thighs are a Man's dream and she is mine .