Club Edge-Book 2 "Is there a reason why you have been disturbing my class from last three days Miss Arora?" His scolding tone was enough to make me hot and bothered but when he did that while looking in my eyes, my knees buckled so fast. And yet I gathered my courage and glared at him not breaking the eye contact. "You and me both know the reason Vincent." "It's professor Agosti or Dr.Agosti for you Miss Arora and I won't repeat myself." "Oh...I thought it was Master Vincent last time." The next moment I was suddenly pulled and bent over his desk. His hand holding my wrists and my heart rate going through the roof. "The person in this classroom and the person inside the club are two very different people Lilian. The only thing that makes us similar is that I won't hesitate to turn your ass red whether I am inside the classroom or inside the club." I just ruined my brand new thong as I was quite sure there would be a wet spot on it. But I was happy as my mission of getting his attention was finally successful. I had pushed his buttons enough that he would do something about it. "What if I want you to do it?" "Is that so? Is this the reason you've been wearing these slutty clothes to the college Lilian?" "Yes Vincent.." SMACK! I felt as if I was spanked with a wooden paddle when I knew it was just his hand. Tears formed in my eyes instantly. "What did I say Lilian? What are you supposed to call me?" "Master Vincent.." SMACK! "Fuck!" "Language Miss Arora!" "I am sorry!" "I am sorry what?!" "I am sorry professor Agosti! Please..." My tears were flowing down my cheeks and that's when I realised that I might have bitten more than I can chew... This is the 2nd book in Club Edge series. It is not a standalone novel, you have to read 1st book 'Invisible Ties' first. Warning⚠️:- This story contains graphic sex scenes and bdsm concepts. Dont read if it's not your cup of tea.

Club Edge-Book 1 "It seems that you've forgotten your basic manners also with your BDSM etiquette. Am I right?" Why the fuck was his voice so deep and smooth, as if his face wasn't enough to make my pussy throb. But if he thinks he can come here and just boss me around, he's got another thing coming for him. "And here I thought you ended our relationship two years ago so you are not my Dom and I do not have to listen to your bullshit." I said to his face knowing what would happen if he is the same Master Felix I knew from two years ago. "Mind your tone Miss Bennett or it won't take me a second's time to turn that sassy ass of yours bright red. Am I clear?" Who was I kidding, he's not changed a bit. He's the same Master Felix who can command my submission just with a look of his gorgeous yet stern eyes. "Make me." I fucked up, I knew I fucked up when I said those words. I don't regret it though because the next thing that happens to me changed my life forever. WARNING ⚠️: 18+ Only read if you are 18+ as this story revolves around BDSM themes and contains explicit sex scenes targeted towards mature audience. And always remember to play Safe, Sane and Consensual. Enjoy!!!!

Mafia Dark Romance : ••••••••• she looked back and saw him coming towards her with red blood shoot eyes. She didn't even blink her eyes when he was standing in front of her with her small body pressed to his hard muscular one. A gasp escaped her mouth when he hold the back of her neck and pulled her impossibly closer to him. "Say no to this wedding." He whispered near her lips in a dangerous calm voice. Being scared out of her wits, she shooked her head negatively making his hold more tighter on her waist and nape and pulling her so close that she have to stand on her toe. "I will make your life living hell kitten." He whispered as his lips kept touching hers lightly. "I-I wo-won't." She whispered as tears perked in her eyes. He didnt said anything and kept looking intensily in her eyes. He knew that she isn't even breathing becoz of their proximity and he liked his effects on her. "Be ready then. Just remember you are the one who kept herself in this position. Now there is no going back." Saying this he kissed the corner of her mouth and left her nape. ••••••••••••••• She is cold. He is a burning fire. She is Innocent as dove. He is clever as a fox. She is an adopted. He is the heir. She is the beauty. He is the beast. She is scared of him. He is pissed of her. She loves everyone. He doesn't do love. She submits to everyone. He dominates everyone. Sparks will definitely arise when these two opposite soul will get tangle with each other. What will happen when the ruthless mafia meet an Innocent girl.

BULLY ROMANCE ______________ Angelica Wrath was everything her name said she was. Innocent. Sweet. A Daddy's Girl. Pure. A Virgin. Never touched. Never Kissed. Never fucked. All because her father was the Deputy Headmaster and Head of Discipline at the most prestigious private schools in England. She was no one, to anyone. Except to Damien Richards. Noble. Billionaire. Heir to a line of wealth and fame and the best Fly-Half Abernathy College had ever seen. He was treated like a God. The only person he ever had a problem was with the little angel of General Wrath herself. Because there was only room for one person to be perfect in this school and it was Damien. For six years Angelica has lived through constant unrelenting torment from the golden boy, the one who no one believed would hurt a fly. She had no idea, Damien had been caught in her web all along. Maybe Angelica was the Monster his parents always warned him about. His little monster. ______________ #1st in sexy #1st in boardingschool #1st in Goodgirlsarebadgirlsthathaventbeencaught #1st in Old Money #1st in bullyromance #1st in goodgirlsarebadgirls ______________ NO SMUT WARNINGS BUT LOADS OF SMUT (some dub-con scenes) SET IN ENGLAND UPPER SIXTH = 17&18 MESS, CHAOTIC AND QUESTIONABLE DECISIONS MADE, READ WITH CAUTION.

Fear, misery and wrath. His name is like a bad omen. So when his name is burned into her wrist, Rina realises that he is destined for her in a painfully lethal package.

Seven years ago, Natalie Pierce was betrayed by her long-term boyfriend. Heartbroken, she drowned her pain in one reckless night at a downtown club - and woke up beside a stranger whose face she couldn't remember. That night left her with Ava, her beautiful daughter. Now, struggling to raise Ava alone, Natalie finally lands a job at a prestigious company -- only to realize her new boss, Lucas Knighton, the cold, ruthless billionaire everyone fears was actually the father of her daughter. What she doesn't know is that Lucas has been searching for the woman from that night. What happens when their world collids? Read for more

She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart.Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness.Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in.Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting.

MMC - Black hair, bronzed skin, dark eyes and a chest full of tattoos. Intelligent, controlling and ready to put you in your place. A dominant man that can tame any brat with a calm demeanor and a firm hand. FMC - Blue hair (for now), olive skin, chocolate eyes, and infinitely unimpressed. A transient wanderer that can't be held down, at least not without a fight. MMC... again? - Sandy brown hair, fair, so tall and wide you need a step stool to reach him, pale blue eyes and a sweet smile that will make you drop your guard. A pleasure dom that only wants to make you feel good even when it hurts. The FMC is barely able to resist these two men and their world of kink. When she finally does, a mysterious stranger shows up to throw her right back into the fire. MATURE CONTENT WARNING - NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18 Please be advised: This book has graphic sexual content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to descriptive violent sex scenes, BDSM, consensual non-consent, humiliation/degradation, complete surrender of control, orgasm control, impact play, sharing of bodily fluids (spit, cum), anal play, group play / sharing and ddlg (light age play). This book has graphic violent content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to gun violence and physical assault.

MMC - Tall, tan, brown hair, hazel eyes and a smile that will melt your panties off. Confident, charming and such an asshole. The perfect sadistic daddy to make you hate yourself even as you beg for more. FMC - Does it even matter? I'm kidding! Tall (but obviously shorter than the MMC), fair, black hair, green eyes and a glare that should scare off just about anyone. Bookish and a baddie. A bratty submissive that fights until she falls to pieces at his feet. Did I mention it's brother's best friend? Oh and they talked anonymously for weeks online before meeting up. Our FMC already gave the MMC all the ammo he needs to have her wrapped around his finger. It almost doesn't seem like a fair fight. MATURE CONTENT WARNING - NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18 Please be advised: This book has graphic sexual content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to descriptive violent sex scenes, BDSM, consensual non-consent, intense humiliation/degradation, complete surrender of control, orgasm control, impact play, sharing of bodily fluids (spit, cum and pee), anal play, public play, group play / sharing, fear play, knife play, cutting and permanent marking. This book has graphic violent content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to gun violence, knife violence, kidnapping, torture, dismemberment, physical assault and sexual assault.

Alina Vesca has always been soft, kind, and... a chubby, the only child of a powerful mafia family who secretly loves her rotten. She never wanted the Vesca life, preferring the warmth of her bakery to the cold streets of New York's underworld. Now, she's in an arranged marriage with Enzo Marcello, the cold, dominant heir of a rival mafia family. He's used to control, women who bend and break, and a world where love is dangerous. But Alina isn't like anyone he's ever known. She's gentle, unassuming, and real. And for the first time, Enzo finds himself noticing her in ways he shouldn't.