I let his fingers slip between my lips and taste myself once again. "This is what you will do with me" he whispered looking at my lips. "You will wrap your lips around it" I followed his instructions and wrapped my lips around his two fingers. I looked at his eyes and I immediately found his gaze which was torn between my lips and eyes. He inhaled again before continuing speaking. "You will slowly lick and suck it" he winked with a grin. "And you will try your best to fully take me in your mouth like this" he said, pushing his fingers even more inside my mouth. He grabbed my chin with his free hand. "Isn't that right, Rea? You will try to take me all?" He slowly asked and I nodded bringing my own fingers to my clit, trying to touch it the same way he did. He looked down to what I was doing and grinned. "Good girl, but I will continue with that" he told me, removing his fingers from my mouth and grabbing my wrist to stop me. *** Finding a wounded man in the middle of the wood was the last thing Rea had imagined to see during her stroll. She had never thought her innocent gesture of rescuing and healing him would have turned her life upside down. He claimed her as his mate. A ruthless predator that enjoyed the kill and shedding blood around for his own purpose. He was part of a species her whole family told her to stay away from. Werewolves. And she discovered soon how she was mated to one of the strongest one. Callendon. Her personal nightmare. MATURE CONTENT - ONLY 18 + FOR MATURE AUDIENCE

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*

"I'm going to erase and replace that man-every man-from your mind," Alexander's grip on me tightens. A snarl escaping his lips to remind me exactly what he is. "By the time we're through, I'll be so deeply embedded in you, you'll ask yourself whether you truly had real pleasure before me." I can't even help my gasp, "Oh my God." "This is where Hell freezes over, Sierra." There's a light click. "There is no God here." *** Cold. That's the only way to describe the Sierra Pack. A Pack known for its ruthlessness and brutality. But when you live so high in the snowcapped mountains, only the strongest survive. The only thing icier than their glaciers is their blood lusting Alpha-Alexander. Hot. Sierra came into her powers at an older age than any other Witch or Warlock. Her ability to manipulate fire has always been seen as destructive and chaotic. But Sierra has always found the beauty in the most feared. With secrets, customs, and traditions in the Sierra, can fire and ice learn to dance with one another? Or will the mountains prove to be too cold for even the hottest of flames? *** Works as stand alone The Wolves of Imperium Book #4 (Sequel to Rebelling the Alpha King) 18+ themes of violence and sex. You'll get a warning ;) #1 in Alpha 9/13/2023

He slowly approaches me and my breathing begins to stagger. "Awe. Are you nervous, baby?" He asks me with a smirk and I glare at him. He rubs my legs before grabbing my knees and spreading them apart slowly. He looks in between my legs and groans before looking up at in eyes. He moves his hands up to my waist and then to my bra. He pulls my bra off and my breast pour out of them. He looks up at me before speaking. "I'm gonna ask you some questions, if you do not answer the way I want, you will receive punishment." He says and I huff. "I need for you to understand why you are getting this punishment. So please tell me, why?" He says. "Because I threaten your dominance." I say mockingly. Alessia Boschetti Her names means Defending Warrior. She is stubborn and hates authority. She has a short fuse. Every male wants to mate her and every women wants to be her and she knows it. The last thing she wants is a mate. Jameson Knight Alpha of all Alphas. Formally known as the Alpha King. He doesn't take no for an answer. Everything he wants he gets. He hates stubborn people. He expects you to accept his authority. His dominant aura is un missable. He's never needed a mate. What happens when they cross paths? Will they realize what they are missing in life is eachother? read and find out ;) Past Achievements: #1 in lust #1 in mates #1 in kingdom #1 in strongfemalelead #1 in poweroflove #1 in queendom #3 in steamy #1 in womenpower

"Millions of reasons, Tanya. All perfectly legal, or perfectly arranged to seem that way. I don't make threats. I explain consequences." He stepped close to her again, cupping her chin with his hand. His touch was like ice. She was too terrified to pull away. "So, you will sit tight. You will go to your school. You will teach my nephew. And you will look very, very pretty while doing it. You will not make me angry again. Understood?" A single, hot tear of pure, helpless rage escaped and traced a path down her cheek. He saw it. His dark eyes glittered with a perverse kind of satisfaction. He leaned in, his lips brushing her cheekbone where the tear had fallen. The kiss was chillingly soft, a brand of ownership. "You see?" he murmured, his breath warm against her skin. "You look so pretty when you cry angrily. Like a good girl who finally understands her place." ___________________________________________ Love is a lie they tell to make obsession sound pretty. When Vardaan Rathore, a man whose bloodline was woven with power and violence, walked into her classroom, Tanya saw a negligent uncle. He saw the first and last woman who would ever tell him no. His obsession became her sentence. There was no courtship. Only a silent, brutal campaign of possession. Her life decided to conquer a queen, and the beautiful, terrible ruin he made of her in the process. #1 forced love #1 Darklove #1 toxichero #1 runawayheroine #1 Captive Romance #1 Manipulation #1 Political Romance #1 hacker #1 Brokenheroine #1 Forcedintimacy #1 Forced relation #1 Darkromancebooks #3 Indian #3 desi #3 teacher #4 badboy #4 broken #6 possessivehero #33 toxic #35 Dark romance #58 youngadult

"Please dont do this, I don't want it. Please." I plead with him but it's no use. He walks over to me and slams his hand on the wall next to my head, making me jump. "Turn around." He speaks slowly in a low tone. I don't move out of fear and stare at him. "NOW!" I jump and slowly turn around. I feel him move my hair to the side and puts it on. He turns me back around, smiling. "Now, that wasn't so bad." He pauses staring at me. "Make sure you never take this off. Do you understand? Never." He says in a commanding tone, looking into my eyes. I nod silently, he stares at me and gently kisses my cheek. "I will be back for you later." He turns and leaves the room. Once I'm sure he is gone, I go to the mirror. I look at my neck and see it... A leather collar with his name inscripted on it . Damien ***** If you think this is a happy story, it's not so beware. This story includes dark love with obsession and an extreme possessive dominant male.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔. Sophia was naive, ordinary, a village girl with a simple dream-to see the king's palace. One day, curiosity woke her. Innocent, childish, she walked into the grand halls... unaware she had just caught the eye of the ruthless king. From that moment, she would no longer be just a girl-she would become HIS OBSESSION. King Adrian sat on his throne, dark and terrifying. The hall trembled; heads bowed, no one dared meet his eyes. Then the gates opened. Guards dragged a small, trembling girl to his feet. "Your Majesty... we found her roaming the palace," they said. Thrown to the floor, Sophia looked up at king, voice shaking. "I... I just wanted to see the palace..." Everyone flinched at his gaze-but she dared to meet the king's eyes. And in that moment... she became his obsession. Top Ranks ❤️ 30 March 2026 #1 captivity #1 naivegirl #1 ruthlessking #1 Dark All in first rank ❤️ 🥺 #2 manipulation #2 childish #4 dangerouslove #4. #forcedproximity

He held the gun against her temple. She pounded on his chest, fists flying. "You killed my father! You... you monster! I hate you!" He didn't flinch. After a moment, his patience snapped. "Enough!" he shouted. "No more words." "Yes... I killed your father. I did." "Stop screaming!"he barked. He grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at him. "Now... it's time to get married. Let's go. The priest is waiting. We don't want to make him wait, do we... hmm?" She spat on his face. He just smirked. Licked the spit from his lips, rolling his tongue. "Mmm... tasty," he said, voice low. "You should've kissed me directly. No worries... we'll do it after our wedding." He leaned closer. "Do you want to see his dead body... hmm? One last look at your father?" She whispered, trembling, "Please... let me go." " You don't want to? Okay... let me throw his body away then." "No! I... I want to see him, please. He is my father !" "Good girl," he said, smirk still dark. "Now... come on. The priest is waiting." 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸... 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. "You're mine now," he whispered, like it was a promise... or a curse. Kidnapped. Trapped. Claimed. In a world where power means everything, she becomes the obsession of a man everyone fears, the devil himself. Escape was never an option. Falling for him? That was her biggest mistake.

WARNING‼️This book contains abstruse topics such as Dark Love, Abuse, Violence etc if you are not comfortable with the above please feel free to swipe past this book. "Please take me home" I no longer felt like going to work I didn't want my patient to see me devastated and terrified. After a few minutes we reached my apartment as I was about to get out he locked the doors I shivered feeling him turn towards me by now my eyes were glossy. I slowly turned to look at him the smell of blood was painted on him the tears rolled down my cheeks his thick thumb wiped them away my body was shaking I was terrified of this man when his skin made contact with mine my body tingled with a foreign emotion, I looked up at his eyes letting him touch me afraid he would kill me if I moved. "Goodnight my Queen" I shivered at the title he had given me, I was scared to the bone and I was not about to argue with him while he had a taste for blood the look in his eyes told me he still wanted more when he entered the car earlier on. He tenderly kissed my forehead lingering as my heart exploded I waited patiently and shut my eyes praying for him to remove his lips from my skin so I could go home. He finally did and when he unlocked the car doors I jumped out and hurried to my apartment not looking back at the devil in the car. I finally reached my apartment panting and shut the door sliding down my door crying hysterically, I could still feel his cold lips on me. What did I just witness tonight. What did I get myself into. I was scared of the future because I knew surely he would be back to check on his Queen. Highest Rankings #1 in Dark Romance. #1 in Possessive. #1 in Crazy. #1 in Dark Love. #1 in Psycho. © 2016 MCU, All rights reserved.

21+ [Slow updates] He is a youngest business typhoon, a billionaire. One of the Supreme powers of the country. No one dares to say no to him. A man loved by many but got by none. At first meet, she accidentally spilled wine on him. "Uh..I-I am sorry..", she mumbled, staring at him. And a devilish grin forms on his lips, the kind of grin which made her nervous. "I want to have her", was the only thought that played in his mind as he stared at her. From just a play thing, she soon became the prisoner of his love, his passion, his addiction....his obsession. _________________________________________ Warning : This is a dark romance novel which will have many mature scenes. This can be disturbing for many readers out there who are sensitive regarding such topics like self harm, abuse, violence and other sensitive topic. P.s : I am not promoting toxicity. Hope readers are mature enough to understand that this is based on pure imagination and has nothing to do with any idol in real life.