Genesis has grown up with a neglective, abusive father all throughout her sixteen years of life. Despite all the pain and trauma she goes through, she's still standing. Fighting back against her pathetic excuse of a father, not letting him see her weak and scared. The way she copes with all the pain isn't the healthiest but she stopped caring a long time ago. But when her father dies unexpectedly, she feels like all her prayers have been answered. Until she finds out she has brothers, five of them and she's forced to move in with them. Her very cold, secretive distant brothers. They have dark secrets but so does Genesis.

She just looked up at me, breath catching in her throat, eyes wide and wet beneath the streetlight. The pink of her dress shimmered under the glow, her skin gleaming like bronze polished by heat and defiance. "You want to dance drunk in some stranger's hands?" I demanded, jaw tight. "Fine. Just say it." She stared at me. Furious. Flushed. Shaking. Then she whispered, "Why does it matter so much?" I didn't answer. Couldn't. Because the truth would've ripped open everything. So it came out before I could stop it-low, guttural, the sound of something breaking free. "Because you're not theirs." She froze. And then... she stepped closer. Just a breath. Just a whisper of space left between us. "Then kiss me," she said, voice soft but certain. "You always stop. You always pull away. You tell me you notice me. That you protect me. But you never kiss me." She looked up at me, trembling. "So kiss me. Or let me go." I didn't move. Not for a heartbeat. Not for five. Because I knew what would happen once I did. There would be no turning back. Not for her. Not for me. She looked like sin and sweetness wrapped in fire and I'd already gone too long pretending I didn't want to burn. So I moved. One hand slid to her waist, dragging her closer. The other tangled in the back of her curls, angling her mouth to mine. And then I kissed her. God, I kissed her. Like she was the only source of oxygen left in the world. Like her lips were something I could consume. Like kissing her could fix every cracked, corrupted thing inside me. It wasn't gentle. It was possession. Teeth, tongue, breathless heat and broken restraint. Her mouth opened under mine. I took advantage tasting rum, rebellion and something so soft I nearly lost my balance. Her fingers gripped my jacket like she was afraid I'd disappear if she let go.She moaned into me. That sound soft, desperate, mine shot straight to the center of my chest. I deepened the kiss, groaning as her body arched into mine,

This isn't a short story ... The full book of BABY is now available through the link in my bio 🤍 Rose has spent her life in the shadows quiet, reserved, and invisible. But when Luciano Gomez steps into her world, she learns what it means to be seen. Luciano doesn't ask. He takes. He calls her BABY in a voice that drips with possession, staking his claim with every touch, every whispered demand. Wealthy, ruthless, and dangerously obsessed, he craves Rose in a way that borders on madness. She's his to protect. His to spoil. His to break. She should run. She knows it. But when a man like Luciano decides you belong to him... There's nowhere left to hide.

"What's that?" Isla asked, already knowing it was a dirty word. "An orgasm, is something that happens when someone makes you feel really good, little dove." -- "Ahh- wait! M-Maxim...!" She felt a sting to her bottom as soon as she made a mistake, laying her head down on his shoulder as she straddled his thigh and stopped grinding her hips. "No, no, little one. You either call me 'Daddy' or 'Sir' when we are like this." Maxim said huskily in her ear, gripping her hips and forcefully grinding them. -- After witnessing a murder at the hands of Don Maxim Petrov, Isla Winter's world gets spun in a whole new direction. Her previous traumatic life gets unexpectedly brought back up as she experiences love, a new country, and a new way of living. (A BIT FAST PACED, sorry!) MATURE SCENES ⚠️ TRIGGERS IN THE BOOK ⚠️ -violence (it's a mafia book) -swearing -death -self negativity -trauma from past domestic abuse -sexuality DO NOT PUT SPOILERS IN PARTS OF THE BOOK FOR OTHER PEOPLE

| THIS BOOK IS NOW AVAILABLE ON AMAZON KINDLE. This is only a sample. | "He made me his. Then, he branded me a traitor." Elyna thought she finally escaped her past. Running from a dangerous MC, she found refuge with the Iron Vultures and in the arms of their ruthless president, Bones. For eight months, she lived a lie - wrapped in his leather, sleeping in his bed, believing she was safe. Believing he loved her. But secrets have a way of surfacing. When her past is exposed, Bones doesn't ask questions. He doesn't listen. He marks her. He brands her. And he sends her back to the very men she ran from. Left for dead, broken beyond repair, Ely swears one thing: if she survives, she will burn it all down. Now, she has a new name, a new life, and a new purpose. She is no longer the girl who loved a man who betrayed her. She is the woman who will never make the same mistake again. But Bones? He isn't done with her. And he'll do anything to get her back. |WARNING: This is a DARK ROMANCE. Graphic violence. Graphic sexual scenes.|

Short Story Western~Steamy~Romance Lacey moved down South in secret to get away from her abusive father. She struggles as a new nurse in the small town Hospital's Emergency Room, but eventually things start looking up. When the brooding rancher comes for a visit her world starts to spiral. In between getting to the know the older cowboy, she befriends a young woman who relates to her own family trouble. Happy Ever After No cheating No Threesomes M/F *This book has not been edited, I'm sure I've made minor grammar mistakes, story line mess-ups. I do apologize, but certainly feel free to give constructive criticism.

Short Dark Gay Romance ✔️ | Age gap | 18++ I was his obsession. And he was my darkest desire. ────── ✦ ─────── In the grim shadows of modern Russia, 25-year-old Maxim has known only hardship and isolation - until a fateful job offers him a dangerous new world. Then there's Yakow. He is 35, huge, tattooed and impossible to ignore. He watches too closely, stands too near, and makes Maxim's pulse race in ways that feel wrong and addictive all at once. Every look turns heavy. Every touch lingers too long. What starts as tension turns into something darker. Possessive. Wrong in all the ways Maxim can't stop craving. Surrounded by secrets and control, Maxim knows wanting Yakow could ruin him. But Yakow doesn't let go and Maxim doesn't want him to. In a world ruled by fear, their desire might be the most dangerous thing they give in to. ✦ rules ✦ desire ✦ control ✦ This story is not gentle. It bleeds with obsession, darkness, and desire. Read With Care.

Emil Robertson is a little special with emphasis on the "little." He's twenty-two years old and has a unique family situation. "Unique" doesn't always mean "good," and it certainly does not hold positive connotations for Emil's situation. But he's got an amazing big sister and good parents that take care of him. Or at least, that's what Emil forced himself to believe about his parents for years until his sister brought home a man who becomes his savior. And that man will help Emil become more mentally stable with being the guiding hand in his life as well as becoming the love of his life and vice versa. ________________ WARNINGS: Abuse (not perpetuated by the main characters) Child abuse (mentions) Kidnapping - attempted and successful (not perpetuated by the main characters) Psychological problems PTSD and general trauma Age-regression Daddy Dom/Little Boy (DDLB) Dominant/Submissive Good things: Overcoming mental health issues Fluffy gay romance Emotional healing Sweet friendships New family members A little smut Side note: This story does not sexualize real littles. There is romance and smut, but it's between two adults with Emil in his adult mind. There is usage of "Daddy" and "Baby" in a few hot scenes until later in the book, but you will be able to recognize whenever Emil has mentally age-regressed. And he's not ever that way when he's doing naughty things with his lover/daddy dominant. ________________ I've been working on this story since very late 2018 and now I can start posting it! :3 The original teddy bear image is not mine, but it's copyright-free. Even so, I manipulated the image into a cover format and edited it. Please do not steal my hard efforts with making this cover. I can direct you to the original image, so just PM me if you want it. Stealing is not cool, after all. 3: Best tag rankings out of a 1000+ stories: #1 in "therapist" (2/25/2023) #2 in "littleboy" (10/15/2022) #2 in "therapy" (8/7/2023)

Love can be very strange. How could you ever love a monster like him? He murdered your friends yet, you feel sympathy towards him. Somehow this masked man and his family make you feel...loved...is it real? Or have you completely lost your mind. Only time will tell. //this will be based more off The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning// (not all characters will be based entirely off of the movie)