Anna never thought she'd have a stepfather. She definitely never thought she'd walk in on him touching himself. Now she can't unsee it. And Steve can't pretend nothing happened. What follows is a dangerous pull neither of them meant to feel, a slow unraveling of boundaries inside a house that suddenly feels too small, too hot, and far too forbidden.

After a violent ambush in deep space, Astra, a stubborn and sharp-witted human scavenger, wakes up chained inside a prison ship bound for a world no human has ever survived: Yautja Prime. She is not alone-dozens of humans, all captured during coordinated raids, are being transported to serve as slaves for one of the most feared clans in the planet's burning wastelands. The ship descends into the red-skied inferno of Yautja Prime, delivering its human captives to Njohrr's Clan, a ruthless lineage of hunters known for breaking warriors, not keeping pets. Njohrr, the clan leader, rules with iron ritual and brutal precision, and he expects the new humans to be nothing more than tools-or entertainment. But Astra is different. Defiant, clever, and impossible to tame, she quickly becomes a disruption within the clan's strict hierarchy. Her refusal to be broken draws the attention of Njohrr's elite hunters and eventually Njohrr himself. On a planet where strength is the only language that matters, Astra must navigate the violent culture of the Yautja, survive the vicious rivalries within the clan, and maybe, just maybe, get herself a place in the clan.

Called to uphold a fragile peace treaty between humans and their sworn enemies, the Lycan, Charlotte is left with no other choice but to marry their brutal, mortal-hating king. Arrogant and cruel, Griffin of Nyxis is everything she hoped she'd never wed. Yet behind the wicked facade, Charlotte catches glimpses of a king haunted by more than just war. A king ruled by savage, bloodthirsty demons, and inexplicably, soothed by one thing only--the human bride he never wanted. As tension between nations rise, Charlotte is forced to question everything she thought she knew of her husband, his people, and the treaty that binds them. Despite her sacrifice, an unrelenting war simmers beneath the surface. And if Charlotte doesn't do anything to stop it, the fallout may just devastate them all. With chaos on the horizon and a craving for a king that could bring her end, Charlotte must make an impossible choice: protect the people she calls her own, or embrace a love that could change both of their worlds forever...if it doesn't destroy her first. 18+

WARNING: R18+! CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNGER AUDIENCE. "I am your king. The one who owns you, body and soul. Kneel for me Clara, and I will worship you like the queen you are." - - - - - - - - - - - - - Born as the result of an affair between her mother and a tycoon, Clara's life was always bound in misery. Her mother, now living in luxury with her affair partner, threw her at her husband's care. Since then, her 'father' has subjected her to pain and abuse, coloring her with bruises and blood, things his wife could've had. At 21, she was sold off her by father to a prostitution house. But before her buyer could even get a taste of her, she escaped. Unfortunately, she was caught by her father and broke her like the 'toy she was'. In the midst of it all, she was found by none other than the cold tyrant prince who bound her soul to his. Viktor Silverthorn, the crown prince of Aurbourne, belong to a family of twisted traditions consisting of pain and pleasure. The moment his eyes found the young girl, he knew that he will own her, wrap her in gold chains, use her and worship her. Will Clara accept the life of endless submission or will she endure the hardships of her origin? - - - - - - - - - - - - - Photo not mine. Credits to its original owner/s. #1 in Ownership (07-25-25) #1 in Dominance (07-26-25) #1 in Public Play (07-27-25) #1 in Humiliation (07-28-25) #1 in Submission (07-29-25) #1 in Worship (07-31-25)

"pretty angel caught in the crossfire." . . . IN WHICH... your parents sold you off to an alien who you've grown to see as your father, and you were forced to sing to survive. which you were fine with until other humans started coming into your life. you had no use of making friends, this was a fight to survive, not a fight to make the most friends. but it seems that no matter what you do, they'll always manage to become a part of your life. highest ranking/s: no. 1 in alienstage no. 1 in alienstagexreader no. 1 in alnst

An age-gap, slow-burn romance of obsession, restraint, and the one connection neither of them saw coming. Mia Bennett was supposed to be invisible - just a high school senior helping her best friend return a forgotten ID to her mom's office at Whitmore Tower. She never expected to catch the attention of the building's owner: Jordan Whitmore, the thirty-nine-year-old billionaire known for his cold heart, brutal mind, and the empire he built out of grief and distance. He wasn't supposed to look at her. She wasn't supposed to look back. But in a single stolen glance, something ancient and dangerous awakens in Jordan - a hunger for softness, light, her. And for the first time in decades, control slips through his fingers. He's too old. She's too young. But some hearts never ask for permission. As secrets, power, and desire begin to entangle them, Mia must decide if stepping into his world is worth risking her own... and Jordan must face the truth he's spent a lifetime burying: Love isn't safe. But maybe, just maybe, it's worth the fall.

This was never just an experiment. This was obsession. Yara Veil is broke, desperate, and numb-until she signs a contract that will change her forever. She becomes Subject YV in a neurological experiment designed to control the pleasure center of the brain. The lab is cold. The machines are precise. And Dr. Adrian Roth? Brilliant, ruthless, untouchable. But the deeper the experiment goes, the more the lines blur-between pleasure and pain, science and desire, control and surrender. What begins as data collection becomes something far more dangerous. Because now... neither of them wants to stop. ⚠️ Dark romance. Psychological thriller. Intense power play, emotional dependency, and forbidden desire. Reader discretion is advised.

Prologue Amanda, a renowned assassin on Planet No. 0001-better known as Earth-was feared by those who knew her, but thought of as weird by those who didn't. Cold, heartless, merciless, and brutal when it came to work, she was a completely different person during her breaks. In her free time, Amanda indulged in her obsession: reading reverse harem novels-stories where one person had multiple partners. She had always dreamed of having numerous husbands lining up for her. But because of her terrifying identity, no man had ever approached her without malicious intentions. One day, after completing her last mission of the month and preparing to fly abroad for some rest-and of course, to binge on more reverse harem novels-Amanda met the most ironic death imaginable. The legendary assassin was killed not by bullets or blades, but by... a vase. Yes, a vase that fell from the rooftop of a building. But that wasn't the end. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself transmigrated into a new world: Planet No. 0099, an advanced planet with technologies beyond Earth's imagination. And that wasn't all-she discovered she now had a system, a mysterious guide that helped her understand her surroundings and the bizarre situation she was in. And then came the real shocker: this world was in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, and she... was the Zombie Queen! WHAT!? Yet, despite her new identity, she didn't look like a zombie at all. Instead, she appeared human-gorgeous and irresistibly hot, even. When Amanda realized this, she laughed like a maniac. Because in this world-one that wasn't her old life-she was free, powerful, and unstoppable. And she knew exactly what she wanted. To hunt down handsome men. To build the ultimate reverse harem of her dreams.

How does one make the dead atone for their sins? Rosaline Weyland had been another piece of Peter Weylands very strategic life choices and yet one he hadn't quite anticipated. Being born prematurely as a homebirth and an experiment to see if the med-pod that her father had designed would work in such a scenario, she had been burdened with a life under his control. Her weak condition had been an invitation for Peter Weyland to create a prototype, have an experimental trial for a technology to perfect for himself eventually. One for eternal life and perfect bodily function and how far a living human being could get to being a machine. Yes. Peter Weyland had made his second daughter into the only Cyborg in existence - without remorse, without concern. He should, however, have been concerned. As pain is a breeding ground for resentment and all sins must eventually be atoned for.

🔥🫦SMUT 🫦🔥 🖤⛓️Dark Themes⛓️🖤 🧍🧍🧍Reverse Harem/Gangbang🧍🧍🧍 I came to campus to pick up my boyfriend. Then the blizzard hit. Now I'm snowed in with six of his teammates-massive, sweaty, starved-for-touch basketball gods. It started with one: Jax, the 6'11" team captain with a quiet growl and hands big enough to hold me down like I asked for it. But it didn't end there. Elijah kissed me like he knew how I tasted. Marcus called me a good girl before I ever said yes. Diego, Rashad, and the others? They didn't ask-they watched. And when I didn't run? They took me. Bent. Spread. Used. All of them. Not because I was weak. But because I was ready. I'm not their teammate's girl anymore. I'm the toy they pass around at night. And God help me... I've never been this full.