𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑹𝑶𝑲𝑬𝑵 𝑽𝑶𝑾 𝑫𝑼𝑬𝑻 - 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑻 𝑶𝑵𝑬 ✔️ [ 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. ] ──── Juan Cruz is 21. Sharp-tongue. Reckless. Addicted to feeling 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. By night, he works in a trendy Chicago nightclub, lost in music, bodies, and fleeting highs. But beneath the surface, he's chasing more than pleasure. He craves control. Pain. The kind only a strong, dominant man can give him. Still, no matter how far he runs . . . his past follows. ──── Carlos Álvarez Triunfador. 29. Feared. Untouchable. They call him 𝘌𝘭 𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳. The man who always wins. A Spanish gang leader with a presence that silences rooms and commands loyalty without question. Tall. Powerful. Dangerous. Everything Juan wants. Everything he should avoid. ──── When their worlds collide, desire sparks instantly, raw, magnetic, impossible to ignore. But this isn't just attraction. It's a pull that could either heal Juan's scars . . . or rip them open all over again. ──── Because Carlos doesn't see Juan as just another distraction. From the moment their eyes meet, Juan becomes something more. Something 𝘩𝘪𝘴. And in Carlos' world, once you belong to him, there's no escape. ──── Love and danger blur. Trust becomes a risk. And obsession might be the only thing keeping them alive. Trigger warnings ahead. 18+

"What am I to you?" "Everything. And if anyone tries to take you from me I will put them in the fucking ground and sleep next to you on top of it."

"So... where were you, little kitty?" His voice was quiet, too quiet... each word slicing through the air as he flipped through the papers without even looking up. "I-I was..." My voice broke, barely a whisper. Something about his calm made him even scarier. He finally set the papers aside, eyes lifting to meet mine. "You look nervous." The corner of his mouth twitched.. not quite a smile. "Don't be. I don't hurt good boys." That tone... gentle, dangerous, patient. "Now," he said, leaning back in his chair, gaze steady. "Come here." I hesitated, taking one step forward. His eyes sharpened. "Crawl." ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Started - 13th February 2025 Ended - ???

「"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐯𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠"」 ── He stepped closer, slowly. ❝ So... this is the one? ❞ ❝ Please... don't hurt me...❞ ❝Aren't you just the prettiest little thing I've ever seen? ❞ ── Etienne Theodore is all innocence and wide eyed wonder. A boy lost in his own world of stuffed bunnies and imaginary kingdoms. He lives in a small house in Moscow with his abusive, alcoholic father. Innocent. Pure. Untouched. A little angel drifting through a world too cruel for him. And then there's Aleksander Volkov. Bratva king. The wolf. All seven deadly sins wrapped in one man. Raised in hell, bending both heaven and hell to his will. He is the very definition of blasphemy. When Etienne's father is buried under debt, he is sold to him. Aleksander had never known innocence... until he saw Etienne, fragile and wide eyed, clutching his bunny in his tiny, scared hands. When innocence meets sin, only one question remains: who will survive... and who will be consumed? ──

Warning❗️Mental, Physcal and sexual abuse❗️ A story to tell you not every relationship is like flying on a pink cloud trough life. And some people out there can't and Will never be free.

"I'm going to breed you Elio. I'll fill you up with my cum over and over again, until it's dripping down your thighs and even then...i won't stop." Lucien Hale has been searching for his mate since he came of age. At twenty four he has a year left to find his mate before he's forced to marry to continue the Alpha's bloodline. Elio Bennett spends his days working at a bookstore and his nights working on his novel. All he wants to do is write. His whole life is turned upside down when he meet his mate who just so happens to be a man.

Ares, the "spare" son of the Greek mafia, is a master tailor, far more comfortable with silk than steel. But when his sister's death days before her wedding threatens to ignite a war, Ares is forced to take her place. He must trade his shears for a wedding ring and marry Elias and Nico, the lethally cold twin heirs of the Italian mafia. They were expecting a docile bride to control, but what they get is the brother-and his unexpected defiance sparks a dangerous, possessive interest that neither ruthless twin anticipated.

Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.

────୨ৎ──── 18+ William Oberoi-Maxwell I thought I had it all. My forever, my everything... her. I was ready to confess. But one gunshot destroyed it all. Burned me from the inside and left behind a corpse in my hand Now she's gone. All that remains is her lifeless body, the fire of revenge burning in my veins- And a single clue etched into my mind... That. That snake tattoo on that masked man's forearm. I know who it belongs to. And I will destroy them. Even if that makes me flip the book of beliefs upside down. Now call it my misfortune or my destiny, because within three days, I'm forced into a marriage. Betrothed to the eldest son of the Belladonna family. The same family that wears that snake tattoo with pride. The one that infiltrated my peace and left behind a trail of poison. Zane Valentino Belladonna. Ruthless. Dangerous. Untouchable. My future husband. The man I hate. The man I should hate. The man I planned to use. Because I will find the truth. I will unmask the killer. And I will have my revenge. So why is he... different? Why is the man I expected to be a monster so calm... so controlled...so kind? I'm supposed to destroy him and his family. The killer could be any of those Belladonnas. Not feel for him. ────୨ৎ──── Some Achievements of TSG🌼 🎖️#1 queer (4th of July 2026) 🎖️#1 mlm (21st of July 2026)

Arabella Carter A sixteen year old with a naive heart and innocent brain; she is the literal definition of sweetness. She is one of- no IS the the kindest and purest girl you'd ever come across, with angelic features and a body girls could only envy. She has an unhealthy obsession with miniskirts and aesthetically pleasing outfits, attracting everyone to befriend her. That was until he claimed her. And unfortunately for her, she believes the world is all sunshine and rainbows, dreaming of a fairytale romance. Kade Kairo The total opposite. Being nothing alike whatsoever, can the sinful bad-boy protect the naive Arabella; the cliche good girl? And maybe, just maybe, there could be a few exclusive dates, one too many stolen kisses and a whole lot of cheesy jokes... 𝐀 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ~ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. First published on @emjay321