Matteo, Leonardo, and Alessandro, the powerful owners of De Angeli Enterprises, are in their early thirties and have built a fearsome reputation worldwide. Known for their ruthlessness and ambition, these men have amassed wealth and influence by taking whatever they desire, leaving a trail of awe and fear in their wake. They have it all-power, success, and control. But now, they want something, or rather, someone more. A shy yet resilient woman, never imagined that her path would cross with the infamous De Angeli men. When they set their sights on her, she finds herself drawn into a world of dark desires and irresistible temptation. "You look so good tied up, my pretty little kitten, my Yulia" Caught between fear and fascination, Yulia navigates the complex emotions and dangerous power plays that come with being the object of the Italian lovers' obsession.

Yulia has survived hell-kidnapped, beaten, buried alive-and through it all, Matteo, Leonardo, and Alessandro tore the world apart to bring her back. Their love is her sanctuary, their passion a fire that burns away the lingering shadows of her captivity. But when Dimitri Zverev steps into their lives, he brings a storm they never saw coming. "You dragged her into this!" Leonardo's voice is a thunderous growl, his fists clenched, his body trembling with barely contained rage. "And yet she's still alive, isn't she?" Dimitri fires back, his tone defiant, though a flicker of guilt betrays him. Dimitri's eyes darken, his jaw tightening as he stands his ground. "You think I don't know what I've done? I'd die for her just as you would. I bled for her and I would bleed for any of you!" But Dimitri is more than just a man with regrets-he's a force that shakes the foundation of everything Yulia and her men have built. His raw intensity, his unyielding loyalty, his whispered promises threaten to unravel their delicate balance. Lines blur as passion ignites, and the shadows of Dimitri's life spill into theirs, bringing danger, temptation, and the promise of something neither Yulia nor her men ever expected: completion. Four men. One woman. A love that doesn't just heal-it devours. Sequel of Yulia. Cannot be read as a stand alone, because it will be confusing.

Dahlia Wellburg hates her misery as much as she loves it. She sees herself as a stone: ordinary and unwanted. Yet, they know her to be a rose: soft, but with thorns. . . . Mature Content. Check the tags.

×MATURE× > She died a jobless anime binge-watcher. She woke up a chubby, unwanted beast bride. Odette didn't ask for a second life-especially not in the body of a despised gray swan with five drop-dead-gorgeous beastmen husbands who can't even look her in the eye. Forgotten by her tribe, accused of crimes she didn't commit, and left to drown by the very men who vowed to protect her... it should've ended there. But fate-no, a shady cosmic system-had other plans. Armed with a cheat-like storage space, a secondhand body, and five cold marks on her hand proving none of her husbands ever claimed her, Odette decides it's time to rewrite this beastly romance into her own personal revenge story. Who needs loyalty when she can hoard hotter husbands? Who needs love when she can live deliciously petty? Let the ex-husbands regret. Let the new suitors line up. And let the Swan Queen rise-feathers, fat rolls, and all.

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Nea Riar, a human, accidentally stumbles upon a portal to another world full of everything she has thought to be a myth. There she meets five men; Fae, Demon, Shifter, Warlock, and Incubus. What these five men have in common is that they are each seen as a threat in a society ruled by matriarchy. In the world of Asorix, Arradona is a Queendom where women are superior. Most are physically closer to the size men, the difference in high not as great, and their magical capabilities are naturally stronger from birth. They dominate and tame men, claiming those they see fit as husbands to add to their growing harems. Those of the upper class compete with one another by comparing the number of husbands they have in their harems, ranging anywhere from the tens to the hundreds, and even a rare few in the thousands. In these lands, five men; Zev Dubois, Cassius Montgomery, Jaxon Novak, Ezra Larsen, and Axel Dimitrov are anomalies. They're stronger than any male that has existed, physically and in terms of magical capabilities. The extent of their power is unknown, but it's speculated that they are more powerful than women also. Their power and wealth has earned them a high status without having to marry a wife to gain it, something that was impossible before them. They are seen as a threat by the Council. In an attempt to control them, the Council orders that they must each take a wife in hopes that she can tame these men who show signs of being dominant. The women of Asorix stumble over one another trying to take at least one of the five as a husband for their harem because of their looks, money, and status in society that would all become their own. During this time the five men come across Damanea, a woman who isn't like the rest. She's the opposite of what women in their world are like. Instead of being dominant, assertive, and abusive, she's meek, cautious, and weak. So what do they do? They marry her. Updated Patreon Link: patreon.com/DRK_Stories

She arrived for one summer. He made her crave the cage. Keziah Nguyen has never been denied a thing in her life. Heiress to one of Ho Chi Minh's most powerful dynasties, she's spent 22 years wrapped in silk and is untouched. Keziah agrees when her mother insists she spend the summer at her friend Elina Castillo' villa in Spain. When she arrives in Spain, it's supposed to be a quiet escape, one last breath before adulthood swallows her whole. A gentle break from her rigid life in Ho Chi Minh. But the villa is no sanctuary and Elina Castillo's son Lucifer Castillo is no gentleman. Cartel heir Of Spain by blood, Lucifer is brutal, brilliant and beautiful in the way only men born of violence can be. His presence coils around her like smoke. His rules are law. He doesn't ask. He takes. Inside the rose covered walls of Abyssal Villa, nothing is as it seems. Power drips from every whispered word. Secrets bloom like bruises. And love? It comes dressed in ruin. Every kiss is a warning. Every moan, a surrender. Every scar he shows her, a vow that she'll never be free. To survive Lucifer is impossible. To love him is madness. But Keziah was never meant to bloom here. So she burns instead. This story is a dark, dominant cartel romance of obsession, danger and ruthless heat.

Lyra is one of four humans who awakens in a dazzling but dangerous world lightyears from home. The stars are unfamiliar. The skies burn with twin moons. And Earth as they knew it is gone erased by a cataclysm they can't explain. Somehow the four of them have appeared where they shouldn't even in theory. Declared anomalies by the Tharions, an advanced and war forged alien race, the humans are placed under guarded observation. Assigned to watch over them is Kael Vel'Sar, heir to the throne, commander of the Royal Forces of Tharion Accord and a figure whispered about more for his battlefield legend than his compassion. As Lyra begins to adjust to the new reality, she finds herself inexplicably drawn to Kael whose loyalty to his people runs as deep as the scars of war across his skin. Kael is bound by tradition, honor and blood. His duty is to protect his world, investigate the time tossed humans and report to the Council . But Lyra is unlike anyone he's ever met curious, fearless and irresistibly human. Their chemistry ignites the moment they meet a heat neither of them dares touch. Kael is forbidden to bond with an outsider. But Lyra is already a disruption to Tharion order. And because one kiss could shatter an empire. In a world where love between species is not just taboo but treason Lyra and Kael must choose between their hearts and the fragile alliance that is all that stands between peace and extinction.

A tale of reunion, heat and surrender "Orc's Desire" is a scorching orcxhuman romance. 18+

They said the Hunt was sacred. That if I was chosen, it meant fate. But fate didn't feel like a mouth on my skin or claws at my back. It felt like blood. Mine. For years, I stayed hidden. Quiet. Unclaimed. I stole seeds from the state fields, grew food in secret, fed my family from soil and silence. I did everything right - stayed beneath their radar, beneath their noses. I didn't make waves. I didn't ask for more. But monsters never forget a scent. And when the Hunt came, I was scented. Tracked. Taken. I stabbed him. I buried the blade in his shoulder and watched him bleed. It didn't matter. Because he still bit me. And the world saw. Now my face is on every screen. The girl who didn't run. The girl who fought back. Some call me a rebel. Some call me a mate. But they all forget one thing. I wasn't made to be claimed. I was made to survive. And if they want to collar me, cage me, crown me - they'll have to reckon with everything I've kept buried beneath the roots. Because I am not the flower. I'm the fire beneath it. Rewrite version of formerly known book Escaping the monsters Embrace