Judas Romanovski, the man people warned me about, the man people feared, the man who destroyed the only thing I thought I had control of- my morals, my patience, my heart. I was deceived first, and then entangled in lies he weaved with his sinful fingers, luring me, manipulating me, and then caging me. A moth drawn to the flame, like tides drawn to the moon, like Eve tempted to sin..... a bird caught serpent's clutches. My helplessness intrigued him, my cries amused him. ****** Seraphina, a determined and selfless young woman who moved to Russia to pursue her studies and escape her family's financial struggles. Focused on securing a decent job to pay off her family's debts, she found herself in a precarious situation when her roommate suggested a highly lucrative job as caretaker for the blind businessman. What could go wrong? Desperate for money, Seraphina accepted the opportunity without realizing the profound impact it would have on her life. Little did she know, her decision would thrust her into the world of Judas Romanovski, the blind Russian mobster known for his merciless tactics and captivating turquoise eyes. Judas Romanovski's initial attraction to Seraphina sparked a dangerous game of desire and power. Unused of being denied anything, he became obsessed with this young caretaker whose innocent eyes only fueled his desire. Willing to go to extreme lengths, Judas stopped at nothing to make Seraphina his, even if it was just for one night. But was one night enough for him to possess all that he desired from her?

They're back. After months of her disappearance, their world had spun. Swung off balance and staggered. Aurora had left the hearts of the three ruthless and most empowered men bruised and shattered when she turned and ran from them without another word. Rafael, Zayn and Cruz were left to wonder. But soon, their silent wonderment turned into smoldering rage. Unstoppable violence and uncontrollable anger. They became exactly what they were known for before her. The inner beasts had been unleashed, and what to do when their doll isn't theirs anymore? Find out in 'Their Doll 2' Warning: This is a sequel of 'Their Doll'. Cannot be read as a stand-alone novel. This is a dark romance book. Contains graphics, sexual content, and more. 20+

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! FULL DISCLOSURE: This book is not complete, it is abandoned. Please don't expect an ending to this story. His movements hastened, her moans intense. She felt him leaning to her ear, picking up a different angle, his hand moving under her body to grab her breast like a possession, his thrusts fast and hard, his sweat bathing her skin. She came undone as loud as she could have been, pulling the sheets in her small fists, making a mess with her juices. He remained embedded, listening to her breathe, letting her come down from her high, waiting for her to realise what sin was she condoning, what parlous pleasure was she devouring. She remained unmoving, focusing solely on bringing back her dwindling breathe before he decided to speak, closer to her ear as he was, his teasing demeanor was unmissable, his sardonic smile imaginable. "Found you" . . Cat and mouse game could last only so long, it was only about time he clutched her in his claws ready to tear her apart. Tara managed to keep herself safe from his clutches for three long years. Three years of betrayal, longing and chase. She had her share of revenge, it was his turn now. Everything shall be repaid in blood or pain. Or both. In continuation with my previous book "Stuck"

She thought he was her college professor. Reality check: he was anything but. ~~~ 🖤 ~~~ Ellora Davis is an average college student, naive of the dangers of the world outside. Her only worries are solving not-too-easy physics problems and dealing with her strict mother's wrath. And ignoring the unusual liking she has towards her Physics Professor. Cold, ruthless, sinfully beautiful and a dangerous teacher, he is the flame to her moth. But Ellora has no intention to do anything about it. That makes it just a simple crush, completely harmless, right? Sure, for three years it was harmless. Until one night caught up in the snow amidst drunkards, changes everything for Ellora and her tiny, little, harmless crush. She soon realizes, he is much more than just a professor in a world renowned University. He holds secrets darker and wilder than her worst nightmares. And that night among the drunkards, sets in motion a series of events, which makes Ellora spiral closer to her professor than she ever imagined. And soon her life gets intertwined with his, in a dark game that changes Ellora Davis's life forever. ~~~ 🖤 ~~~ Content warning : this story contains scenes dealing with rape and violence which might be triggering for some readers. *This is not your usual teacher-student romance.* **All pictures used belongs to their rightful owners** **Updates Frequently***

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

This book is FREE with paid BONUS chapters. 21-year-old Sloan Jackson has worked her entire life to score herself a place at England's top University-Oxford. Between studying and saving up money, Sloan has no idea what it means to have friends or any type of social life for that matter. Until she meets Nicole-her spirited and funny roommate. She teaches Sloan there is more to life than essays and exams. Fun, friendship and love. But there's only one person Sloan wants, and she can't have him. Because not only is James Hudson Nicole's big brother-and absolutely off limits. He's also her English professor.

"Pick a number." He said, firmly. "Four?" "Higher." He demanded. "T-ten?" "Now turn around and show me that sweet little ass of yours." _______ ~♡BOOK ONE OF THE DESIRES SERIES - Rai had no choice but to drop out of college for the sake of her fathers health. With piling hospital bills and overdue rent to pay, she needed a way to make money and fast to keep the roof over her head. So, what will happen when Rai falls into a dirty business? What if becoming a part time prostitute was the only solution for her at the time? It paid enough to keep her father alive and have food on the table for the rest of the week. What more could she want? Will innocent little Rai be able to survive as one? Or will someone come save her? _______ A KIM TAEHYUNG FANFIC. What was previously known as 'Dirty Desires' is now being re published as, 'Her Desires' 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 : #1-MatureContent #1- Desires #1-Adultfiction #1- Taehyungfanfics #1- Kim #1-jacksonwang #1-Break #2- bts #2- hate #7-mafia #9-Jungkook

When Neva Álvarez moves to Queens, she's merely biding her time between bartending and dodging her brother's phone calls before her final year at NYU, and with the summer dwindling to an end, it's difficult not to find herself drawn to her new next-door neighbors and their wild lifestyle. Before she can stop it, Neva is plunging headfirst into a tumultuous affair with drugs, left desperately trying to navigate too many bad decisions that threaten to bring an intimate cocaine kingdom down into ice-cold chaos. || CW: Honestly, I wrote this story to process a lot of feelings and experiences. It explores addiction, immigration, and recovery through a very gritty lens. It explores distance, deportation, and family separation. It explores the concept of home. It explores a woman's right to her own bodily autonomy in a society that shames us for owning or loving our bodies. It may contain triggering elements (slut-shaming, abuse, drug use, violence, and rape). [July 2019 CampNaNo Winner]

"Listen, I'm married". "And what about it?". He questioned, amusedly. "Have some respect for your brother Jungkook". His smirk slowly faded away. "Step-brother", he corrected. WARNING CONTAINS: MATURE THEME, sensitive topics that may trigger and coarse language.

"What are you doing here," he asked in bitterness making me curl my fingers and dig my nails in my palm in fear. "I. I just came to keep it" I stammered while not daring to look into his gray cold eyes. Without saying anything he moved in my direction and took the envelope and tore it into small pieces while looking straight into my wide fearful eyes. Then he threw torn pieces in my face. He grabbed my upper arm in a tight grip and dragged me near him making a gasp left out of my mouth. "Do you think after deceiving me you can get away from me this easily?" he asked in his cold voice making goosebumps form all over my body. I swallowed and said the words which I have said a thousand times to him before. "I'm sorry" I whispered in my small voice. Listening to it his eyes became darker. I should have not disguised myself as a boy to get this job. "You should be," he said in his cold voice while letting go of my arm and trying to control his anger. "If you're so sorry about it then sign these papers and let me decide how sorry you are after betraying me," he said in his cold angry voice while throwing paper on his desk. I just kept looking at the file with teary eyes. "Why now you don't feel sorry anymore" he mocked me. If me signing this paper will let him know how I regret doing it then I will sign them. With glassy eyes, I took the file and pen and signed the papers without even reading them. I just want to get away from him. I turned to get out of his life but he grabbed my wrist in a firm grip and pulled me back to his hard chest. I didn't want to cry in front of him but a long traitor tear slipped from the corner of my left eye. "Now I will show you what I do to the liars," he said in his cold voice with an angry smirk on his lips while wiping the long trail of tears away from my cheeks. His words pass a shiver to my whole body making me look at him with glassy eyes. What have I caught myself into after signing those papers without reading?