WARNING: MATURE CONTENT. RATED 18+. 90% STEAMY Selene never expected the thick darkness her life was about to plunge into. A young, new-adult wolf raised under the strict expectations of her aging father and the proud legacy of her ancestors, she's lived by every rule-rules meant to keep her from losing to the rival dynasty threatening to claim the throne from her family, the prestigious Ravencrofts. But the one person she thought would protect her shatters her instead. Her father's cold, public humiliation cuts deeper than any enemy's blade, all because of the one flaw she can't control-her heat. It surges too often, too powerfully, even outside mating season... and now it's a curse she can't escape. Broken and burning for release, Selene seeks reckless oblivion in the city's most dangerous den of demons-a forbidden club dripping with sin and shadow. There, she collides with a sinfully irresistible stranger drawn to the wild, unrestrained heat she can't hide. One night is all it takes for him to brand himself into her body and soul-a night of decadent, breathless pleasure she'll never forget. But when the haze fades, Selene learns the devastating truth. The man who consumed her? Her older sister's Alpha husband. He's already tasted her. He wants more. And he'll stop at nothing-no law, no loyalty, no taboo-to claim her completely. Now Selene is caught in a storm of forbidden desire, torn between resisting the man who could ruin her and surrendering to the sinful pull that could destroy them both. Because the only thing more dangerous than his touch... is how much she wants it. AUTHOR'S NOTE: FOLLOW MY WATTPAD AND INSTAGRAM ACCOUNT PLEASE 🥺 And also do me a favor by commenting and voting for this novel. Share your thoughts on what you think of the story, I need your honest reviews please. 😭🙏🏻🙏🏼🙏🏼

I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

Zara Owens has spent her whole life being the smartest person in the room and the most dangerous one to underestimate. At 28, she's a Black sociologist who deconstructs power for a living, doesn't step inside churches, and has never once apologized for a silence she chose to break. Her tongue is a scalpel. Her walls are load-bearing. And she has exactly one soft spot: her younger sister, Amara. Which is why she's sitting in a pre-marital Bible study at Grace Covenant Church-six weeks out from Amara's wedding, surrounded by people who would call her cynicism a sin. Love, Zara is learning, is just humiliation with good intentions. The first problem is Marcus. Amara's fiancé. Golden-voiced, scripture-draped, and obsessed with Zara in a way she has documented, shut down, and lost sleep over. He sits four chairs away, smiling like he knows something. He doesn't. But Zara is carrying a secret about him that could burn her sister's entire future to the ground. The second problem is Adrien Mercer. Six-foot-five. Wire-rimmed glasses. The kind of quiet that makes loud people nervous. He watches Zara like he's reading a book he doesn't want to put down-and she hates how steady his gaze feels. Adrien has spent his whole life performing obedience: to the church, to his family, to the version of faith that demands you stop asking questions. But watching Zara refuse to shrink is making him wonder if he's been lying to himself for years. Over six weeks, the Bible study becomes a pressure cooker. Marcus inches closer. Amara plans her dress fittings, oblivious. And Adrien-the one man Zara never saw coming-starts seeing through every wall she's ever built. Eyes On Her is for every woman who has walked into a room and felt the weight of being watched, judged, and reduced-and who knows exactly what happens when she finally decides to look back. Some secrets destroy families. Some silences destroy you. And some men... see you so clearly, you forget to be afraid.

He came for the debt. He stayed to claim her soul. Viktor Volkov rules Moscow's underworld with an iron fist and ice in his veins. As pakhan of the most feared Bratva syndicate, he's used to people paying what they owe - in blood, money, or broken bones. When Viola Isley's brother Liam steals two million rubles and disappears like the spineless coward he is, Viktor doesn't waste time chasing a ghost. He goes straight for what's left behind: her. Viola never signed up for her brother's mistakes. She's just trying to survive - long shifts at the café, cramped apartment in a crumbling Soviet block, nights alone with nothing but her thoughts and the endless Moscow snow. She doesn't know that for weeks, a predator has been watching her every move. Tracking her phone. Hacking her laptop camera. Sitting in the shadows outside her window while she showers, while she sleeps, while she touches herself and whispers into the dark like she's begging for someone to hear. And Viktor hears everything. He knows the exact way she takes her coffee (black, two sugars). He knows the route she takes on the metro every morning at 7:15 sharp. He knows the soft little gasps she makes when she comes on Thursdays, fingers buried deep, back arched against the bathroom tiles. He's memorized it all, jerked off to it in the back of his Maybach more times than he can count, and now the obsession has burned away whatever patience he had left.....

Róisín grew up on lies, making her believe she was something she wasn't. When the truth finally comes out, it destroys everything she thought she knew about her family. She leaves Ireland behind, carrying betrayal like a wound that will never heal. In Spain, she hardens when faced with another knock back. Trust feels impossible, her worth depleted and becoming someone cruel and shallow feels easier than being broken again. Carlos makes her believe in herself again. He sees through the act and against all the odds they fall in love. The trouble is - he's keeping secrets of his own. When history repeats itself, Róisín makes a reckless mistake, one that doesn't just affect her and Carlos, it has a domino effect, people get hurt, they die, lives change forever. Carlos's punishment lasts nearly a decade. But what happens when she breaks? When a web of deceit reveals itself once again? Now Carlos must find himself, fight for his family, but it may already be too late for forgiveness?

Ryker rules the underworld with brutal violence - feared by all, controlled by none. When his family falls, he's forced into the daylight to save their empire. Cyra is the calm in his storm - a fierce, perfect woman who breaks his walls and feeds his darkest need. In a world of gunfire and power, only her milk can tame the monster. It's not your ordinary love story baby It's GUNFIRE & GOLDEN MILK

He was born for war. She was built to heal. But when his mouth finds comfort in her breast, the line between hunger and need begins to blur. A mafia king, bleeding and broken. A doctor with a body that won't stop giving. Love was never supposed to feel like this-desperate, raw, and addictive.

IRIS is a heartfelt, drama-filled story of love, betrayal, and second chances.When Iris marries Aziel, she never imagined raising their child alone while battling the venom of his mother and lies from his supposed lover. But Iris is no victim-she's a storm with quiet strength.

An impossible debt. A dangerous offer. A love that could ruin or redeem them. For her entire life, Amara Johnson has lived in a bubble. Sheltered and coddled by her loving but average family, her world is small, safe, and predictable. That all shatters when she follows her brother to Tokyo for a fresh start. But her brother's secret gambling habit plunges them into a nightmare. He didn't just borrow money-he borrowed from Kenzo Sato, the most feared and powerful Oyabun of the Yakuza in Japan. Now, to protect her brother's life, Amara must leave her quiet job at the bank and work off his massive debt in Kenzo's front: an exclusive, members-only cafe in the heart of Shinjuku. She's out of place, naive, and terrified. And she's utterly captivating to him. Kenzo Sato is a vision of controlled chaos-sharp suits over intricate tattoos, a piercing gaze that sees everything, and a billionaire empire built on power and respect. He is everything her sheltered life taught her to fear. To Amara, he's utterly terrifying. To Kenzo, she's an exotic breath of fresh air-a innocence he never knew he craved. He makes her a new offer: become his exclusively. His companion. His obsession. In return, her brother's debt vanishes and she will want for nothing. It's a gilded cage that promises to lift her from poverty and change her life forever. Caught between fear and a fierce, unexpected attraction, Amara must navigate a world of danger, luxury, and dark desire. Can her sheltered heart survive the ruthless world of the Yakuza? Or will the man who owns her debt also claim her heart?

In the glittering cage of Buckingham Palace, Prince William reigns supreme-charismatic, untouchable, and utterly ruthless. The heir who was never meant to be king wears his crown like a weapon, and his fiancée, Lady Beatrice, is nothing more than a perfectly polished accessory: safe, suitable, invisible. Until he sees Ayana. A maid with ebony skin that gleams like forbidden silk and curves that mock the starched severity of her uniform. One stolen glance across marble halls, and the prince's world narrows to obsession. The crack of glass in his hand. Blood on his palm. A hunger that tastes like ruin. He is power incarnate. She is the help-untouchable involved every way that matters. But William doesn't ask. He takes. As the engagement ball looms and the palace whispers of duty and decorum, the prince begins rewriting the rules. Beatrice's smile will shatter. The crown will tremble. And Ayana-sweet, unaware, breathtaking-will either become his salvation... or the spark that burns the monarchy to ash. A dark royal romance of possession, forbidden desire, and a man who would destroy empires for the one woman he can never have.