Here I was, 4 A.M in my shower, thinking about how good my cock would feel buried inside her pussy. How desperate I am to destroy her insides and breed her until sh- no-I couldn't handle it anymore. I imagined her legs wrapped around my waist as I fucked her senselessly. Our eyes would lock while I whispered sweet nothings. Then I'd flip her over, arching her back and digging her head into the mattress, suffocating her just a little, and then ramming into her without warning. I sound like a sadist but I can't help it. The things she makes my body do, I've never felt this with another woman. June is obsessed with Amirlya. Severely obsessed. So obsessed that he has control on her every move, eyes on her every step, and lurks in the shadows when she doesn't notice. Amirlya on the other hand just wants to be left alone. With years of tormenting, she is tired of constantly falling victim to June's strange possessiveness and frightening authority over her. However, that all changes when he strangely decides to reform himself, into a better man, for her sake. Will his attempt at improvement woo her over? Or make things worse? WILL EDIT AFTER IM DONE WITH THE BOOK Started: 10/26/2024 Finished: 12/1/2024 #69 bwwm 11/16/24 #59 bwwm 11/19/24 #39 bwwm 11/19/24 #31 bwwm 11/23/24 #23 bwwm 11/24/24 #2 aggressive 12/1/24 #21 bwwm 1/2/25 #19 bwwm 1/3/25 #16 bwwm 1/5/25

Jackson has lived his entire life in the cold, a hollow shell of a boy carved out by years of cruelty. He was a ghost until Mira looked at him. She was the first person to offer a hand instead of a fist, and in that moment, she didn't just save him-she claimed him. He doesn't just love her; he worships the ground she walks on and hates the air she breathes that isn't his. She thinks it was a chance encounter. He knows it was the beginning of the end

TW: MANIPULATION, GASLIGHTING, EMOTIONAL ABUSE, MANIPULATION THROUGH RELIGION Eden never believed in saints, but Father Callum Devereaux makes sin look holy. Fresh off a breakdown and back in her childhood home, she only wants quiet. Instead, she attracts the full attention of the parish's dangerously captivating new priest who seems far more interested in Eden than in saving souls. The collar says he's forbidden. The look in his eyes says she's already his.

Simone Carter thought she knew exactly what she was moving for. A charming man. A fresh start. A life far from everything she left behind. London was supposed to be simple work, love, stability. And for a while, it is. Rome is attentive, generous, and just flawed enough to feel real. The kind of man you learn to understand. The kind of man you try to fix. Until the cracks start to show. The temper. The insecurity. The things he never explains. And the quiet realization that Rome's world is bigger than he ever let on. Because Rome isn't just a man with money and influence. He's connected. And he's not alone. By the time Simone begins to pull away and she finally chooses herself it's already too late. What she thought she could walk away from was never hers to leave in the first place. Because some men don't lose control. They take it back. And some families like to share.... 𝐆𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢 is apart of the Moroz series but can be read as a standalone book. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, sexual tension , and explicit scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

"V&L" read our initials. So delicately carved into a now surely dead Henry's plum-colored flesh. His glazed eyes continue to stare in my direction-Though no longer focused on, but behind me. At this, a familiar scent invades my nostrils. One that promises death and despair. I can already feel his intoxicating heat and presence behind me. Dare I turn around? Absolutely not. My worst fears have finally come to fruition, my twisted fate catching up to me, alas. He is here. He has come to honor his promise-To reclaim his bride. Ladies and gentlemen, meet my husband... Valentine. #1 Dark - 03/24/22 #1 Mythology - 03/07/22 #1 BWWM- 11/27/19 #1 Powerful - 04/02/20 #1 Entity- 08/05/19 #1 Godly - 09/09/20 #1 Thunder - 03/09/22 #1 Deadly - 12/18/22 #12 Hades - 10/19/20 #15 Horror - 04/25/20 #12 Obsession - 07/31/21 #19 Interracial- 03/15/19 Major rewrite loading. Read with Caution.

Somewhat happily married Destiny notices the spark in her marriage is slowly fading. Though her Love for her husband Ryan is still beats, there just something missing from when they first met. At a younger age the sex between them always left her body in a whirlwind of pleasure, mind numbing and leg tingling to the point she'd struggle or debate to get out of bed. However with time and being married for so long it seemed to dull out, with no kids she set a plan to see if she could get the spark back. Since being patient didn't help maybe it was time to put her creativity to the test, bringing forth a reality. Hours and hours of reading her favorite dark romance novels she set forth a plan to save her marriage. Halloween is approaching, which meant anyones fantasies can come to life, and she had her own fantasies. But what was easily mistaken for an innocent fun ended in a disaster and mix up with the her handsome new neighbor.

She's used to being the punchline. He's ready to burn down the theater. Journee Doyle has perfected the art of invisibility. As a plus-size woman in a world obsessed with size zero, she knows her role: be the funny friend, the hard worker, and the one who takes every insult with a smile. By day, she's a ghost. By night, she waits tables at the prestigious Nocturne Crown Hotel, serving Manhattan's elite while trying to forget she exists. Until the night she can't. A backhanded compliment from a billionaire guest and a "clumsy" spill of red wine by a jealous waitress leave Journee humiliated in a room full of people who refuse to look her in the eye. She flees, thinking it's just another scar to hide. She's wrong. Someone was looking. Andrés Morales-the elusive, ruthless CEO of the Nocturne Crown empire. A man who rules New York from the shadows. To him, Journee isn't invisible. She is inevitable. Andrés saw the insult. He saw the tears she tried to hide. And when he rewinds the security tape, his fascination snaps into a dark, primal obsession. He doesn't just want to comfort her; he wants to ruin anyone who ever made her feel small. When a custom gown arrives at her doorstep, sent to an unlisted address, Journee realizes this is no fairy tale. It's a hunt. She thinks he's playing a cruel game. She thinks a man like him could never want a woman like her. So she runs. But she's forgetting one thing: Andrés Morales owns the city. And he loves a chase. He doesn't want her to fit into his world. He's reshaping the world to fit her.

A strong hand quickly grabbed my arm and snatched me up, causing me to gasp trying to get my arm free. "Watch your fucking mouth when you're speaking to me Maliah," Rafe leaned down to whisper into my ear while tightening his grip on my arm. Maliah is feeling Rafe Cameron's wrath. (I promise when you guys reach chapter 6 the story gets better!)

𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 , 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬.