▪️MAFIA ROMANCE▪️ "Aleksandr, you're nothing more than a glorified pimp!" Litizia fumed. Pulling her body into mine, I whispered against her lips, "And you'll soon be my wife. So what does that make you?" **** Nicknamed the King of meat hook sodomy, Aleksandr Tolstoy is the leader of the Russian mafia in Aelbank City. On top of being a prominent weapons dealer, he also owns a few brothels and a popular sex club. In order to secure an expansion deal, much to his displeasure, this tattooed bachelor is forced into marrying an Italian heiress. Litizia D'Apolito is not what Aleksandr expected. Her smooth bronze skin is tempting and Aleksandr finds himself intrigued by the defiance in her deep brown eyes. As their emotions for each other grow, it seems too good to be true. Will their love be able to stand the test of time, or will the dangers of the criminal world tear them apart? 🔅Rated R: Contains thematic issues, adult language, MATURE sexual content, violence and possible triggers. ------------------------------------------------- Cover Photo: Edited by @KimberlyTanithMarie using an image from photographer Rahul Singh © All rights reserved 2021 I DO NOT consent to my story being translated, copied or otherwise reproduced by anyone.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 DARK ROMANCE "Fuck. You." I watched as the brown in his eyes darkened and he clenched his jaw. He stared at me for what felt like minutes and before I knew it, he had my back pressed against the wall. One of his hands was above me and the other gripped my jaw, sending thousands of shivers throughout my body but not in a bad way, again, only in an addictive way. "Talk to me like that again Elisia and I'll have you screaming it instead," he whispered, his voice laced with anger. His words suddenly sent a pool of wetness between my legs and made my heart beat a little faster. I tried to get rid of his hand on my face even though I knew I couldn't. When I didn't respond, he let go of me and stepped back. "Now get ready Elisia and if you're not ready by eight then I'll come do it myself," he threatened, walking away. I would love to see him try. Fuck him, fuck him, and fuck him. --- TW⚠️: abuse, intense sexual assault, violence, CNC, sexual content WITH consent, ⚠️ --- Complete but going through MAJOR EDITING

A story about Anabelle Easton a 24 year old just out of a 2 year relationship after being cheated on, decides to pack up her car and move to NYC to start a new life away from a life of heartbreak. In NYC she tries to make a life for herself and struggles to barely get by, she meets her best friend Emily who makes her finally feel for the first time that she is not alone. After Anabelle and Emily are invited to a VIP event by their new friend Oliva.... Anabelle's life changes forever. Anabelle captures the attention of 4 lifelong friends and they are determined to make her theirs at any cost. CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ 18+ THIS IS AN EROTIC ROMANCE THIS IS A SUB/DOMS CONTRACT WITH 5 PARTNERS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANY SEXUAL ACTS INCLUDING BONDAGE SPANKING DOUBLE AND TRIPLE PENETRATION PUBLIC PLAY ORGASIM CONTROL BDSM CONTRACT 5-SOME 4-SOME 3-SOME SEX ANAL PLAY AND SEX SEX TOYS FLOGGING CNC - Is concentral nonconsensual Voyarism Exhibitionism Gaging CNC Gang bang 24-7 submission I am the sole author and creator of the book titled Becoming Ours. I affirm that I hold all rights, including but not limited to the copyright, publishing, distribution, and adaptation rights, to the aforementioned work. No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or used in any form without my express written permission.

This is the sequel to *Tame Me If You Can.* Be sure to read the first installment to fully grasp the unfolding events! Lavinia Prescott has just endured the most harrowing moment of her life, leaving her reeling in confusion, fear, and heartbreak. What truly happened that fateful day? Why did Gerard commit such a devastating act? And what fate awaits Xavier? Dive into this gripping continuation to uncover the answers and witness Lavinia's journey through trauma, resilience, and the search for truth.

Professor's Dark Desire [18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3 ... "Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy. "Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy. "Answer......" She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering. "Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry. "Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time. "I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her. "Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices. "Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....

"You were ours from the second we saw you," he stated as if I didn't have a choice in it, and the truth was, I didn't need to because he was right. I was theirs, but what they didn't know was that they were mine, too. *** One invitation to an open house. One moment. One chance. And everything changes. When Emma receives an invite to the most exclusive BDSM club in the city, she knows she needs to go. At Desire's Den, she'll experience pain and pleasure, bondage, domination, and submission - all intertwined. For the first time in her life, she dares herself to go after what she wants. She'd always been too afraid. Now she is ready. Now she just has to secure a dominant. But just as everything she ever desired is in her grasp, she finds something she never expected: three possessive masters, all ready to claim her. Callan, the owner of Desire's Den, could make even the most innocent woman hungry with lust. His voice is soft as silk, and as wicked as the dirtiest fantasy you've ever had. Mateo, the sweet-tongued professor, is every woman's dream: a gentleman in public, and filthy in private. Gideon, the trio's resident bad boy, is owner of one of the most popular nightclubs in the city. Behind his calm and stone façade is a violent storm ready to conquer the object of his obsession. And she just might be the one they've been waiting for.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

Lacey and her mother were taken as collateral for debt owed by Lacey's father. Her new owners being the parents to three notorious problem students from high school. Ones she specifically avoided. Elias, Enoch, and Emeric. Rich, powerful and brutal business men. The brothers return to their parents home for the holidays to find a new maid. One they each become obsessed with. All characters are 20+. Mature content. Erotica. Dubcon/Noncon. Dark romance. Ménage (FMMM).

[UNEDITED/ DRAFT] New edited version now available for purchase on various platforms-check the links in my bio! "The Angel and The Royal Devil" 🖤 "If he doesn't stop staring at you in five seconds, I'll fuck you against this table and you'll come while locking eyes with him." I sucked in a breath, my eyes widening in disbelief as I confronted his impassive expression. He meant business, and there was no denying it. "Five," he declared, his gaze fixed on Joseph, who showed no sign of backing down, continuing to stare at me. "Four." "Stop fucking staring at me, Jo!" I slammed my hands on the table in frustration, my breath hitching and shallow, head spinning at the idea of Salvo taking me in front of a crowd. "Three," Salvo hushed, Joseph's gaze remaining steadfastly fixed on me. "Two." "Please, Joseph," I pleaded. He didn't shift his gaze from me, nor did he blink. "One." Before I could breathe, Salvo lifted me up, my face right in front of Joseph. My ass pointed at Salvo, making things a bit edgy. I held onto the table, feeling the tension. A sneaky grin appeared on Jo's face as Salvo forcefully ripped my gown. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Haunted by a psycho stalker for three years, Luna Percy's life darkens when she falls for notorious mafia leader Salvo Ambrose aka The Royal Devil. Both the stalker and Salvo are consumed by an intense obsession and possessiveness towards her. Their romance reveals shocking truths: her father's murderer, her rapist, and her stalker's identity. In this twisted tale of love and betrayal, there are no heroes-just morally grey men and villains. This dark story may trigger some readers. Reached #1 in psycho, psychokiller #1 in eroticromance, #1 in hotboys, #1 in mafiaromance, #1 in dark romance