"Tell me what you want." He whispers in my ear. I take a deep breath as he stares into my soul. "I want you to fuck me like your life depends on it." ~~~~ Isabella, a 22 year old stripper struggling to make ends meet. With an abusive boss and a terrible living how much more can she take? Jeremiah, a 26 year old CEO of a multi-billion dollar company that he inherited from his father. But what other deep dark secrets could he be hiding? Who knew that one night at a club could change both their lives forever. {Started: 23 May 2022} {Completed: 26 July 2022} COPYRIGHT Ⓒ GiannaCerik All rights reserved Highest Ranking: ○#2 in comedy ( 27 August 2022 ) ○#17 in billionaire ( 1 November 2022 ) ○#2 in sexy ( 1 February 2023 ) ○#2 in psycho ( 28 April 2023 ) ○#4 in rich (13 September 2023 )

"WHAT I WOULD DO TO BANG THAT" a voice said, I turned around to see a guy who I assume is from the athletes by the jersey he's wearing. " what do you say in giving me your virginity? I will be gentle." He said making me scoff. I tilted my head and said "I am not, but what will your tiny dick do? It won't even get through". The statement he said next made my blood boil, who the fuck does he think he is? He doesn't even know me! "a whore..I see." With a glare. " you called me a whore even tho you asked me.. a girl you know nothing about to sleep with you, but that's cool right? well listen closely asshole, Just because you have a lame excuse of a dick and I a vagina doesn't mean sleeping with someone makes me a whore and you cool." I gritted out. Some boys ooed while he glared at me. I don't take shit from anyone..not him not anyone else. My blood is boiling and The next thing I know is my fist colliding with his jaw making him fall to the floor earning gasps from the students I glared at him and said " disrespect me one more time and I will make sure you spend the rest of your life mute and in a wheelchair.". -------- Amber steel is the daughter of a well known drug lord, she doesn't take shit from anyone and always knows how to treat those who cross her line. now that she's in a new school and a new city, what happens when she gets in a fight not knowing that a pair of hazel eyes are watching her and taking interest in her? -------- Carlos Rodriguez is the son of a powerful mafia king, he and his father have control over the entire city. he's well known but to those new, his aura is enough to set an alarm within them. what happens when he sets his eyes on a fiesty girl with deep grey eyes and takes interest in her? what happens when his obsession gets out of hand? This story contains: • mental abuse •rape • suicide •trauma •miscarriage the end is twisted and unlike my other books.

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

What would you do if you witnessed your crush murder someone? Sara has been in love with Vincenzo since she first met him, his casual disregard for everything around him was irresistible. On a mission to finally confess her feelings to him, she stumbled across an imaginable crime that he committed. - "I like you.. I like you a lot" I said shaking in fear as I stared into the gun burrow. The man chuckled darkly, for the first time since I met him. "Even now when you're inches from death." He asked. "E-Even now." I said, my lungs filling up with burning air as the gun is moved and pressed into my temple. "Then you're more of a psycho than I am."

"I have secretly loved you for so many years. Now that you're mine I won't let you go". . . . Her mistake was agreeing to a marriage that wasn't based on love but rather business. His mistake was marrying a woman whos heart already belonged to another. ( WARNING ) *Mature Content *Dark Romance *Not Intended For Younger Readers *I Do Not Take Ownership For GIFs/Pics Shown In Story -If You Loved This Emotional Story. I Encourage You All To Check Out ( REMEMBER ME ).

Warning! This story contains sensitive topics. ** I looked into his dark eyes and saw, what I once naïvely thought, was innocence. ** "Please!" she cried, curling into herself and holding her arms to her chest. "I want to go home! I haven't done anything to you! Let me go please!" Anger washed over me. What was she not understanding? "Mia!" I snapped, holding her neck tighter, staring down into her watery brown eyes. "You can't leave, I won't let you! I can't lose you! And you have done something. You've stolen my heart." I felt a grin play on my lips as I leaned more onto her. "and for that, baby, you've done everything." [COMPLETE]✅ (This book will be rewritten at some point!)

"Do I have to fuck you to make you understand that you belong to me?" He whispered huskily against her ear, pressing his pelvis onto the small of her back, "Do you want me inside you, my queen? Do you want your womb to be filled with my seed? Do you want me to dominate you?" - Sweet, naive, and innocent was she, so what would a small thing like her do with a beast king like he? - Warning: Will contain violence, foul words, and sexual content. Does not show a healthy relationship. Read at your own risk. Highest Rankings : #4 in Romance #8 in Paranormal #12 in Supernatural #11 in Vampire #17 in Fantasy #41 in Werewolf

"fuck me," said the monster. _______________________ A psychopath, a person with a mask of sanity. Someone who blends in. Unlike their sociopathic counterparts, psychopathic criminals are cool, calm, and meticulous; making psychopathy the most dangerous of all antisocial personality disorders. Though there's something about them, something emotionally intriguing and intellectually engaging that draws us in, making us apart of their sick mind games. Maybe that's why FBI agent, Ella Grant, can't get away from the misunderstood monster... _______________________ WARNING: GRAPHIC MATERIAL AND POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK (18+) note: inspired by hannibal i use poems and quotes; they belong to their rightful owners cover was made by Fracture :) the psychopath hides, a wolf amongst the sheep.

When the war started. We helped. We fought. Soon the humans were gone. Wiped out by us. But not before making a weapon that doomed us long after they disappeared. They invented 'Pithrax'. It killed most of us. The few that survived were hunted down, taken control of, passed around like property. Now we run, hiding in the shadows, the idea of getting caught is our own real nightmare. They took my Mum. They stole my sister. Now I run alone. I am Cecil. And I'm the last female. ****************** *WARNING: this story is based on a very animalistic future. The characters in this book are more wolf than human and act as such. This is an EROTIC SHIFTER NOVEL. So it has; mature, sexual, dark elementals and language*