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.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

×The state of having, owning, or controlling something.× In this case, someone.

"This is what happens when you try to take away what is ours," he whispered into my ear, causing me to shiver. "We'll strip you down, tie you up, and never let you go. You're our perfect little slave, aren't you?" ~ One gift. One threat. One stalker. And she lost everything. Emma had everything she could've wanted; A membership at the most exclusive BDSM club in the city, the sweetest best friend she could've ever asked for, and three devilishly handsome men with a talent for making all her desires come true-until he arrived. Hidden in the dark, in crowds, behind gifts and screens, he follows her, tracks her, watch her. Wanting her. Emma knew danger was stalking her, trying to take her away from everyone, but most of all from them. The first gift came with a warning, how many would she get before the warning became a threat? And a threat became a promise? Could she ignore the warning, or did she have to give away what her heart treasured the most? Or were the men she needed to run from the ones she should be running towards? ~ "You look perfect like this. All naked. All bound. All ours," one of them growled; the finality of his statement felt like a branding on my bare skin. I wanted the branding to sting, to burn-to forever keep me at my masters' side, like an invisible mark linking my life with their life. My soul with their soul. But I knew, nothing would ever be final as long as he was still there, lurking. Waiting. Wanting. This book contains steamy, erotic scenes, age-gap romance with multiple men, and filthy language. Two chapters will be posted 31. December at 12 PM (GMT), then one chapter every other day.

Circa 1200 AD Scotland After the death of her mother, Lily's clan quickly fell into poverty. Five years later, her people are suffering more than ever. Lily is offered a way of escape, a way to help her people... she must marry Laird Mackenzie. This Highlander and his men are highly skilled, well-trained, and savage. They showed no mercy to their enemies and answer any inter-clan dispute with the utmost brutality. This may save her people, but it may be the death of her.

"I don't know. Please let me go,...please..." She pleaded with her eyes half open while her lip shivered giving into the freezing night of Alaska. She whimpered feeling a hand at her chin yanking her face up. Her whole body was sore giving into the torture she had been through. "Beautiful,..." Someone breathed into her ear and she knew who this voice belong to. "...who tied her up?" Demon demanded from the man standing behind him now. Nancy broke into the sobs looking up. "Please, I really don't know anything about Ken...he..." Her voice gave up when he rubbed his thumb on her mouth. "I trust you sweetie. But it seems he has left something for us to collect." Dark Romance 18+

" I peer behind him to see a woman laying bridal style unconscious in one of my father's security guard's arms. She wears an involuntary frown. "For what reason?" I snap, looking back to my father. "For the same reason I got your mother. So we look stable to the outside world, and you need to bare a son to carry on the blood line." He explains. My mother comes up from behind me with her careful, small steps. "Nico?" She calls out with her soft voice. "Who is that?" She questions, motioning to the woman. "This is Reagan. Alonzo's bride to be." He beams proudly. " Reagan and Alonzo are forced to marry so Alonzo looks respectable in his position as Italian Mafia Don. Reagan is just supposed to give up her life for a man she doesn't know. She was angry about, Alonzo was frustrated about it. That is until... TW: domestic abuse, alcohol, abuse, mentioning of abortion, ed, minipulation, violence, torture, suggested SA ***I am working on translating them again, they are translated in Alonzo's povs, but I left it in Reagan's because I wanted it to be more authentic. ***I am editing, adding stuff and such Note: I do not speak Italian, so all Italian is from Google Translate *** #1- insecure (2/27/23) #546 - love (2/27/23) #2 - tattoo (5/15/23) #1 - gala (6/20/23) #64 - arranged marriage (7/7/23) #3 - isolation (7/29/23) #8 - Italian Mafia (8/8/2023)

"The rules for a Mafia wife were endless and strict. Once she entered into this life she would never be free. Women in the Mafia were first daughters, then wives, and then mothers; always under the control of a man, always expected to live up to their expectations." A woman who yields to no man, who cannot be obedient, is not made to be a Mafia wife. Liliana Fiorenza, the headstrong granddaughter of a Sicilian Mafia Don, was not made to be a Mafia wife. Yet, she is forced to return to America and marry the infamous and secretive D'Onofrio heir. Marcello D'Onofrio, the heir to the D'Onofrio legacy, has gained himself a reputation for being far more ruthless than his father ever was. He now sits at the head of one of the most powerful American Mafia families in New York, consumed entirely by his work. Until, that is, he is forced to take on a wife - one who fights him at every turn. TW: Contains violence, assault, depression, and covers the topic of suicide. COMPLETED / BEING EDITED

"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.

She was a nameless staff in his towering empire. He was a man destined for greatness... and already claimed by another. But fate-cruel and cunning-tied their lives together with a lie wrapped in roses and regret. Juliette never asked for love. She only wanted a quiet life, a dream of her own perfume shop, and maybe... a place to belong. Sebastian Whitmore, cold and calculated, offered her marriage-not out of love, but out of obligation. Hidden from the world, sealed with promises that meant nothing to him. What began as a forced union slowly turned into something unspoken. She cared for him in ways he never noticed. He wore the scents she made, breathed in the comfort she left behind... Yet he never knew it was her. Until she was gone. Until everything fell apart. Until the woman he never chose became the one his heart could never forget. And now-he's chasing ghosts in the wind, searching for the scent that once felt like home. 📌 Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of death and grief, which may be triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care.