Emrys Harrow was my crush first-then he became my stepdad. Tragic, right? Dreaming about screwing my mother's man? Yeah, that's a whole new level of messed up. But this isn't a story about regret. It's about how I seduced my stepdad, made him cheat, and shattered their marriage. You probably hate me already-not that it matters. Most people do. But let's be real. You wouldn't be here if you didn't want to watch the wreckage.

When Amra gets kidnapped by a demon, she imagined she'd be dead within the second and yet he seems hell bent on proving to her that they are more alike than she cares to admit. Twisted, unpredictable, and wrapped with dark humor and sexual tension, Dante will stop at nothing to get Amra to sign his contract and own her, body and soul. 𓆰𓆪 This story is 18+: contains mature & graphic content, foul language, violence, smut duh. Please read the detailed list of trigger warnings . #𝟓 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝟕/𝟐𝟕/𝟐𝟑, 12/15/25 #𝟏 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝟏𝟐/𝟏𝟎/𝟐𝟑 #1 𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 12/1/25

Iris Blackwell has always known pain. Born into a broken home with a drug-addicted mother and an abusive father, her life has been nothing but a series of cruel twists and betrayals. When she finally escapes the hell of her childhood, she's left to fend for herself on the cold streets, cursed with a strange and supernatural string of bad luck that follows her like a shadow. Every time she tries to rebuild, the world knocks her down harder. Kael Mercer was once human. Once a soldier, a son, a man with a heart. But that man died. In a final, desperate act, he made a deal with something ancient, something monstrous-and was reborn as its vessel. Now he walks the line between man and monster, his body home to a demon that whispers promises of power, vengeance, and eternal survival. Feared as one of the most ruthless drug lords in America, Kael has everything-wealth, power, and blood on his hands. But there's one thing he never expected to find again: a soul that mirrors his own. When Kael meets Iris, it's supposed to be simple. She's a pawn. A girl with nothing to lose and a curse that might be useful to him. And against every instinct, Kael finds himself drawn to her strength, her fury, and the way her darkness sings to his. Kael and Iris find themselves caught in a war between fate and free will. The demon inside Kael is growing stronger, hungrier, and it wants Iris-whether to destroy her or possess her, no one can say. And Iris's curse may be more than just bad luck... it might be the key to everything. Together, they're toxic. Dangerous. Bound by blood, trauma, and something neither of them can name. But in a world that only ever gave them pain, maybe love is the deadliest curse of all.

He looked so innocent reading his book, almost peaceful. I stopped in the frame, admiring his face. His brows were pulled together in a concentrated manner. His jaw was defined, leading up to his musculine body. I couldn't take my eyes from him until I heard a low chuckle. "Won't you come in?", he asked me, his blue eyes lingering on me with an indescribable look. "Eh yeah of course, sorry, I did not want to interrupt you reading.." "You would never interrupt me", he responded without any doubt in his voice. Unable to say anything else I walked towards him, my knees weak, as well as my self control. I took the seat across from him and smiled shyly at him. "So, where do we start Professor?" --------------------------- Liz had believed that this would just be her last semester in college. Nothing extraordinary. But when she met her new handsome professor, she quickly had to realise that staying on the normal path could become more difficult than she had thought. -------------------------- #1 in professor!!

Mercy Leigh Hollis knows how to be good. She's been good her whole life- Soft-spoken. Skirt-wearing. Heaven-fearing. Taught to keep her legs closed and her prayers louder than her thoughts. But one wrong moment puts a man with blood on his hands in her life-and suddenly, "good" doesn't feel like enough. He's older. Meaner. Doesn't flinch at sin. And he sees right through her lace and Sunday dresses. She wasn't supposed to want him. She wasn't supposed to like the way his voice sounded when it said her name. She wasn't supposed to open the door when the devil knocked- But here she is. Askin' to be taught. And he's more than willin' to ruin her the slow way. This isn't a redemption arc. It's a fall from grace with eye contact

***FEATURED BY @storiesundiscovered (01/11/2022)*** ***FEATURED BY @dangerouslove (05/08/2022)*** ***FEATURED BY @NA (13/07/2022)*** Small town French girl Lizette Fontaine finally gets her dream job, but on the condition that she will have to keep a billionaire bad boy in check for an entire year. She must either set him straight, or succumb to his irresistible ways. ♣︎ ♣︎ ♣︎ Completing fashion design studies didn't help Lizette much. She couldn't leave the town because of her sick mother. Again, she had studied in a community college, who in their right mind would want to associate with her? After having lived her entire life in misery, a golden opportunity finally knocks on her door. More like, slams into her and leaves no escape for her. A very prominent and famous man said he would pay for her mother's bills, relocate them to New York, and even offered her a lucrative job in his company. The company being none other than Panache, the biggest fashion brand in the world. His only condition? Oh, it was simple. All she had to do was marry his good for nothing son for a year, and hold a tight leash on him. She would have to teach a twenty-eight-year-old manchild how to lead a decent life. Did she mention she absolutely hated irresponsible, wild, spoiled brats? Or perhaps, it was finally time for her to unleash her wild side? Ha! Did someone crack a joke? ♣︎ ♣︎ ♣︎ [WARNING: This book contains strong language, swearing and mentions of abuse.] Cover by - Me Started - 14/06/2022 Ended - 18/08/2022

𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗧𝗲𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗼 'Poor little soul.' A pure, innocent soul forced to face the harsh realities they said. A soul that was led down the path of darkness, One that was bent and made to be other's nightmare, only to end up deemed nature's lost cause. How tragic, right? Wrong. Because this, this is not nearly as simple. You see, mostly, if not always, the only real difference between a hero and a villain is a matter of perspective- WHO is telling the story. But not in his case. What if he really embodies the epitome of a real-life villain, instilling terror in the hearts of all those who cross his path, or even hear whispers of his name? What if he's a wicked man who ceaselessly gets whatever his icy heart craves? A monster who seeks power more than salvation, A nightmare who believes vengeance is unerring. A killing machine, devoid of heart or soul, let alone a pure one. Damien, they call him, His name whispered with terror and fear, Because Damien is not an ordinary man, but a man who clawed his way out from the depths of hell. One who's driven by a relentless pursuit of the very thing that threatens to bring downfall to the world we know. He is the reigning terror among monsters, holding dominion over the dark underworld of New York City, Even with his true identity hidden from the prying eyes of all. Damien is no ordinary man. But he is the Devil. So what happens when an angel meets the devil? When a naive runaway escapes one demon, only to find herself in the clutches of the worst of them all? ⊱ ʚɞ ⊰ ~𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗠𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 ~𝗘𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗧𝗼 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀 ~𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲 ~𝗘𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗶𝘁 𝗦𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 Complete✔️

𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 Revenge Countless souls have fallen prey to its grasp, their lives shattered as deeply as those they sought to harm, if not more so. For most, mere death isn't the end It's not enough to satiate their thirst They crave retribution, wish for something beyond the grave. They want misery upon those who've wronged them. Long for the torment of those who've wounded them But at the end of the day, it's merely a wish, A burning desire for- well, nothing realistic, really For they are weak. Powerless Some may even deem them useless But then, there exist the select few- those who refuse to settle for anything less than the worst, denying death's grasp to unleash a living hell upon their enemies, Those who take matters into their own hands, seizing control & becoming the architects of their own vengeance, Now those, those are dangerous. For in their eyes, the concept of contentment is a foreign notion, replaced by a searing ache for more- More agony, despair. More misery, more wails. More destruction, chaos. People like him, they feed off of fear, thrive in causing pain. They're cunning, calculating, heartless But frankly, even the most twisted of them seem like harmless amateurs in comparison to him. He reeks of death Exudes darkness, sorrow Death is all that shadows his steps, making his existence a reminder of the inevitable fate that awaits his victims. And whispers in the Russian underworld speak of him as Mors- The god of death So, what happens when a girl, who abandoned her family, her life & the very empire bestowed upon her- just to escape the sight of death, catches the eyes of the reaper? What happens when he pulls her into the abyss of his world, intent on destroying all she has fought to be in pursuit of vengeance? And what happens when, as the day wanes, the embodiment of her deepest fear captures her eyes as well?

He was the king. She was the one girl he was never supposed to touch. Luca Morteli built his empire with blood, bullets, and bone-deep silence. CEO by day, Mafia king by night, he rules with precision never letting emotions get in the way. But everything unravels the moment she walks into his office. Anna DeLuca. Too innocent. Too bright. And entirely off-limits. She's the daughter of his family's most loyal doctor. The baby sister of his right-hand man. A walking complication with green eyes that see too much. She doesn't belong in his world. But that won't stop him from claiming her. Even if it means breaking every rule. Even if it means dragging her into his darkness. Because once he touches her, he'll never let her go. And once she uncovers the man beneath the monster... There's no turning back. Cold hearts don't stay untouched forever. Especially not when fate wants to watch them burn.

°☆ COMPLETED ☆° Evangeline "Eva" Carter is an ordinary girl with a kind heart, living a simple life. One fateful night, she stumbles into a world she was never meant to see-witnessing a dangerous deal between ruthless mafia boss Vincenzo "Vince" D'Amato and his enemies. Vince should have eliminated her. He never leaves loose ends. But something about Eva makes him hesitate. He lets her go-but not without consequences. She becomes his obsession. From the shadows, he watches her, controls things around her without her knowledge, and makes sure no one dares to touch what he now considers his. His possessiveness is both dangerous and protective, a twisted form of love that slowly tightens around Eva's life. As she continues her normal routine, strange things start happening-people who wrong her mysteriously disappear, problems she faces seem to solve themselves, and an unseen force shields her from harm. But when Eva finally discovers the truth, it's too late to escape. Now trapped in his world, she must navigate the dark and dangerous love of a man who would burn the world to keep her. But will she surrender to his obsession, or will she fight for the freedom she once had? And when the past resurfaces with deadly consequences, will love be enough to save them both? A suspenseful, dark romance filled with obsession, betrayal, and love that cuts deep. In the end, they will be together-but at what cost?