'Every act of rebellion will just bring you one step closer to submission' Violet is a born rogue, she spent most of her life fighting, not by choice, but by force. Until one very unfortunate night, she gets caught, shipped into an Academy that claims to turn rogues into pack. The rules are simple: -Obey. -Submit. -Bow your head and say yes to your sponsor, a fancy word to say a dominant who owns you a long as you're in school property. Violet would rather die than kneel. Unfortunately for her, Nico always enjoyed a challenge. Slow burn. Dark themes. Possessive idiots. Action, tension, and enough emotional damage to last a lifetime. Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes. Enjoy. Cinderella

"Dammit woman, talk to me," Zach pulls at his hair in frustration; his eyes never leave my face. There is a hint of sadness in his voice but other than that, he sounds cynically mad. I shake my head no, with my gaze still on the floor. Suddenly, he tips my chin with his index finger to make my eyes meet his. "Is it true?" he grits out, "That you can't speak?" I try to blink the unshed tears away and focus on my breathing. Yes. . . . He has been searching for her. He wants his revenge. Fate makes it easier for him. Out of the blue, the woman who broke him falls right at his lap. The only problem is- she already is broken beyond repair. Does he have the heart to break an already broken girl he once loved? Feelings start resurfacing and, secrets become unveiled. Will Zach ever find out the real victim in all of this? Or will it be too late? . . . A billionaire romance Not a single boring chapter, I swear ;) Ranking- #2 in love (23.10.2022) #10 in romance (24.10.2022)

Alessandro Galanti, a mafia boss who has his eye set on Aria Stone. And he'll stop at nothing until she is his.

"Be a good girl for us, little love." I watch them coming closer. "D-daddy, wha-" "Be a good girl and bend over." **** Daisy Solace is a girl who has everything going great in her life. She works in the local coffee shop-something she loves. She has her own small but cozy apartment and her friends are the best. Then why does she feel like something's missing? And what if she finds it in the three clients that stumble in the shop one day, but never leave her after? They're the darkness everyone avoids, but as the poets say; light will always gather the darkness, no mater what. WARNING: contains strong BDSM and pain in sex. If you are not into sadist and masochist relationships, this is NOT the book for you! This books is reverse harem, which means the MC ends up with the multiple love interests.

Isabelle Hart never fit in, being bullied daily at school and working nonstop to pay off your mothers drug debt wasn't the best thing a 17 year old wanted to do in their last year of high school. What happens when Isabelle is assigned to work as a maid in a billionaire families home, who just so happens to be in the Italian mafia? With the attention of two handsome brothers on her Isabelle's life is turned upside down. * BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIAS PRINCESS* • THIS CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE! 💗

A mature novel in which a very powerful man falls dangerously for a meek girl. - "Come here." A harsh, clear warning rang in his voice. I stood, my cheeks flushed red from the sight before me. Dante's chest was all bare and his fingers were slowly unzipping his pants. Everything about him was chiseled to perfection. His skin was free from any scars or blemishes. The towering man tapped his foot impatiently. My heart raced, my eyes darting everywhere for an escape route. "Tsk Tsk Tsk, You're not going anywhere this time." -

"You don't understand, little female. I am like a God to these people." Elodie is lost. Literally. After a massive adventure leads her to a strange planet with enormous alien men, she has few choices left. On the run from an aggressive male determined to mate her by force, she finds herself lost in the massive alien woods, terrified, injured, and alone. That is until she runs into a massive gladiator built like stone. Barre. Covered in scars and muscles, pain and fighting are all Barre has ever known. He's the most powerful being on the planet, but he stays hidden from society He enjoys his solitude, and his silence. He hasn't seen a female in years, but despite his affection for the tiny girl he finds in the woods, he can't keep one for himself. He has to return the little thing to the palace, that's where she belongs. A female has no place in his heart. A Heathen doesn't deserve love... right?

Darc is hellbent on seducing and twisting Wynter to his will. Wynter is an angel who's fallen into the Under realm with no memory of her past life, completely at the mercy of demonic and thirsty demons. Meet the brotherhood of vampires in Dark Academy. Darc, Vampire of Dreams. Ash, Vampire of Dishonor. Fane, Vampire of Destiny. Solomon, Vampire of Distortion. Horace, Vampire of Death. Dark Academy's aim is world domination and to enslave all humans when they rise to Earth. Wynter has one year to convince Darc otherwise - all while trying to remember her past, which she has been cursed to forget. While befriending her new vampire friends, Wynter soon finds out their pasts may have already crossed - and if she falls for their charm, her soul will pay the ultimate price. Vampires / Horror Romance / Reverse Harem / Erotica / Academy Romance / 18+

#Teen Fiction # |Rosetta| " Do you understand me ?" I nodded . " Do you trust me ?" I nodded " Will you obey me ?" I nodded again . On the land of the RainStone territory , There was nothing one could do to refuse The Royals . There were the only source of food and shelter for the villagers , they were their only gods . No on shall go against them . # Cover by : @hot_steamy

[Excerpt; first 4 chapters only] Aliens storm our ship, threatening the lives of the crew. I bow my head and approach the alien commander, Tarak. Alien predator eyes lock on me. In desperation, I invoke an ancient word. Tarak hurls a metal collar that clatters at my feet. With trembling hands, I seize the collar, lifting it to my neck. The collar locks. Tarak's tail thrashes in excitement, and he clips a leash to me. I make a vow. I wear this collar to save my crew, but Tarak will never own my spirit. Why then do I want to fall to my knees? Why do I crave his touch?