"Shhh... take it like the good girl you are." "I'm a good girl?" I whispered. He gazed up at me, eyes glowing in amusement. "Do you want me to prove it to you?" My eyes glistened with his reflection. "I can prove it to you," he answered, "but I'll be mean about it." "How can you prove it to me...?" I asked him. He smirked. "Ahh, you're too innocent for your own good. Do you even recognize what I'm doing right now?" My eyes glittered. He smiled wickedly. "This." I gasped when something slid into a spot that had been left cold for years, catching the comforter to try to hold something as he started torturing me. "What did I say?" he responded, smiling up as I tried to breathe. "What did I say?" "Take it like a good girl," I responded. "Are you a good girl?" he asked me. I nodded numbly, trying to keep my composure. His eyes darkened with mischief. "Then prove it." When a girl who's secretly naughty meets a boy who's outwardly bad. And he knows what she does every night before bed. A somewhat slow burn mafia romance where a girl meets a mysterious savior who stands outside her window, covered in shadows. He vowed to protect her from the serial killer who'd been killing everyone she loved, and he didn't care how nervous she was around him. They belonged together. When a secret submissive meets her dominant soulmate. Things start to unfold. (Obsession is part of the Mafia Realm, but is not part of a series)

Arav×Isha 💀 He saw me on the metro. Just once. That was all it took. I didn't even notice him. But he remembered everything . Two weeks later, I woke up in a bridal saree, sindoor in my hair, and a mangalsutra around my neck. No pheras. No promises. Just a forced marriage... and a door that wouldn't open. "You're mine now," he whispered. "Even if you hate me for it." I tried to run. More than once. But he always found me. And every time I left, something inside me shattered louder than the door I slammed. I told myself I didn't love him. I swore I hated him. But then... Why does it ache more to leave him... than to stay with my captor? ------------- Honestly, this is my first story. Good or bad, both responses are highly appreciated. 🏆1 in #captive (30/06/2025) 🏆 1 in #touchherandyoudie (28/7/2025) 🏆 2 in #dominace

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

Book 1 of The Veterans MC Lilly is on the run with the baby she carries inside her. Not able to bring herself to trust another man she prides herself on her independence. But a quiet biker is determined to show her that trusting and relying on a man is not always a weakness. +18 only please because of sexual conduct and language! ❤️ This book is a unedited first draft so feedback is appreciated!

Valeria Moretti vanished in a blaze of twisted metal and smoke ...or so the world believed. But the plane crash was her escape, her only path out of a marriage poisoned by betrayal. Two lives torn apart. But one, a woman finally free to choose herself and a love on her terms.

Read to find out 🥰 this is my first story so bear with me . I will update the description soon

Desperate and out of options, Esme signs a marriage contract with a stranger, carrying scars she learned to hide. She expects safety. Instead, she finds danger, dominance, and pain. Their marriage is cold and soon, her ancient wolf awakens, urging her to run. Every step she takes away from her husband leads her closer to a darker future. Caught between loyalty to the past, temptation in the present, and a creature far more dangerous waiting in the shadows to claim her, Esme clings to denial as her last defense. Because in a world like this, fate doesn't chase. It waits. +18 | Violence | Sexual Content (Mild to Erotic)

❌ Blurb coming soon ❌ This story has been living rent-free in my mind for weeks - until I finally had to stop fighting it and just listen. It wasn't even supposed to be next. It quietly shoved its way ahead of two other projects I planned to post first. That said, there won't be a set posting schedule, and there may be weeks without updates at all. My other WIPs are still my priority, and between writing, work, and life, it's tough to keep a steady pace across multiple projects. I hope you understand - and only start this one if you genuinely feel like it, knowing it will take its time. ⚠️Content Note This is a cheating romance - there are explicit infidelity scenes on page. The main couple will find their way back to each other, and the story ends in an HEA. If this theme or ending isn't for you, please feel free to skip this one. I have other stories on my profile with different tones, tropes, and outcomes that might better suit what you're looking for. 💫 About the Story Lines of Lust & Betrayal is a standalone told in two parts: Part I - betrayal: messy and painful. Part II - the journey back: redemption, forgiveness, and rebuilding something worth keeping - deeply human.

Finding out we were going to be parents was supposed to be the happiest time of our lives. Instead, I feel my husband, Ethan, drifting away from me a little more every day. He's late coming home from work, he disappears for long periods of time, he's irritable and closed off, and nothing I say or do seems to reach him. As tensions between us mount, I'm discovering parts of my husband's past that I never knew existed. And when everything comes tumbling down, I'm forced to ask myself: how well do I really know the man I love?

Is it better to live in a beautiful lie or the ugly truth? I'm not so sure anymore. Not now after finding myself on the other side of beautiful lies. There was a time I thought I was the one - HIS one. Turns out, I'm only second . . . . . . to her. For readers: *I will update as I please. Don't be rude about it. Thank you. *I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! *Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. *Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. *I'm not a spicey writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! *Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating.