✦ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✦ 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔. Sophia was naive, ordinary, a village girl with a simple dream-to see the king's palace. One day, curiosity woke her. Innocent, childish, she walked into the grand halls... unaware she had just caught the eye of the ruthless king. From that moment, she would no longer be just a girl-she would become HIS OBSESSION. King Adrian sat on his throne, dark and terrifying. The hall trembled; heads bowed, no one dared meet his eyes. Then the gates opened. Guards dragged a small, trembling girl to his feet. "Your Majesty... we found her roaming the palace," they said. Thrown to the floor, Sophia looked up at king, voice shaking. "I... I just wanted to see the palace..." Everyone flinched at his gaze-but she dared to meet the king's eyes. And in that moment... she became his obsession. Top Ranks ❤️ 30 March 2026 #1 captivity #1 naivegirl #1 ruthlessking #1 Dark All in first rank ❤️ 🥺 #2 manipulation #2 childish #4 dangerouslove #4. #forcedproximity

•THE POSSESSION I thought it was over. I thought that I finally got rid of him. For good. New place, new life, new people. That's what they say. No one told me my nightmare was waiting for me there, ready to drag me back to his hell with open arms. Gray eyes that shine ominously at the sight of my tears. A gaze so hungry for my pain and a soul that feeds on my fear. He refuses to let me go, and my begging only makes him hungrier for more. Killian Voss. My tormentor, my tamer, and my own, personal monster. I have to run away. The only problem? My monster loves to chase. •THE OWNER Mine. Since the moment I set sight on those eyes that radiated with life, I knew I wanted to ruin them. I knew I wanted to break him till he was nothing but my property. A little doll I own. He approached me with a smile that day. A smile I decided only belongs to me. And if keeping it for myself meant shattering it along the way, then so be it. Because he looks so beautiful when he cries too. Chained Heart is a dark MM romance about a boy who thought he was finally rid of his tormentor, only for that tormentor to follow him into his completely new life at Ellington's University. Chained Heart is book No.1 in the Keyless Chains series which is a series of interconnected MM standalones. No book should be read prior to this one. Marked mature for sexual scenes (Smut/Spice) and for violent/bloody scenes. For a more detailed list check out the author's note for TW. It's right before the first chapter. All rights reserved to me, Prettywildd. HAPPY READING! XOXO :)

She was sold to pay a debt. He was born to rule an empire built on blood. Sofia Marina has spent years surviving a life she never chose. By day, she works in a quiet Manhattan bakery, pretending she is normal. By night, she serves drinks in a luxury gentlemen's club owned by the man who bought her freedom before she was old enough to understand what it meant. She belongs to a contract. To a debt. To silence. Until the night Alessandro Valenti walks in. Twenty-seven. Italian. Untouchable. The most powerful Don in Italy doesn't believe in fate. He believes in control. But when his eyes meet hers under violet lights and expensive lies, something shifts. Not desire. Not lust. Recognition. And Alessandro Valenti does not ignore what he wants. What begins as curiosity turns into obsession. What begins as business turns into war. Because Sofia has a past that refuses to stay buried. A violent ex. A dangerous debt. And men who believe they own her. But they made one mistake. They let Valenti see her. This is not a fairytale. This is a dark empire colliding with a broken girl who refuses to stay broken. And when the Don decides something is his... He never lets it go.

He held the gun against her temple. She pounded on his chest, fists flying. "You killed my father! You... you monster! I hate you!" He didn't flinch. After a moment, his patience snapped. "Enough!" he shouted. "No more words." "Yes... I killed your father. I did." "Stop screaming!"he barked. He grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at him. "Now... it's time to get married. Let's go. The priest is waiting. We don't want to make him wait, do we... hmm?" She spat on his face. He just smirked. Licked the spit from his lips, rolling his tongue. "Mmm... tasty," he said, voice low. "You should've kissed me directly. No worries... we'll do it after our wedding." He leaned closer. "Do you want to see his dead body... hmm? One last look at your father?" She whispered, trembling, "Please... let me go." " You don't want to? Okay... let me throw his body away then." "No! I... I want to see him, please. He is my father !" "Good girl," he said, smirk still dark. "Now... come on. The priest is waiting." 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸... 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. "You're mine now," he whispered, like it was a promise... or a curse. Kidnapped. Trapped. Claimed. In a world where power means everything, she becomes the obsession of a man everyone fears, the devil himself. Escape was never an option. Falling for him? That was her biggest mistake.

He was only 16 years old... a boy with eyes full of nothing but love and innocence. He loved drawing little worlds on paper, loved old cartoons that made him giggle softly, loved clutching his favorite teddy bears against his chest whenever the nights felt too loud. The outside world was never something he truly understood. To him, people were supposed to be kind. Words were supposed to mean exactly what they said. Love was supposed to feel safe. His world was small just his brother, his home, his routines, and the quiet comfort of familiarity. But the real world was nothing like the one inside his head. It was cruel. Manipulative. Rotten beneath smiling faces. And Ishan never saw the monster coming. One person entered his life, and suddenly everything turned dark. The colors in his drawings faded. The cartoons stopped making him laugh. Even his room no longer felt safe at night. He didn't understand what was happening to him. He didn't understand why his chest hurt whenever footsteps came closer... why his hands trembled... why his body froze in fear. He wanted to tell someone. He tried so many times. But the words would never come out properly. Because Ishan was different. Because he was scared. Because he didn't even fully understand what was happening around him. How he was being caged by a monster. A devil. He only knew that something felt wrong... and that every day the darkness kept swallowing more of him whole. So he stayed quiet. Until.........

One minute, Clara was walking home. The next, she was gone. Kidnapped off the street by three strangers-Ezra, Silas, and Lucian-she wakes up in a mansion too perfect to be real. Every room is tailored to her. Every meal, every hobby, every word-they knew everything. And now they expect her to play along in their twisted version of a family. They wanted her. To them, Clara is the missing piece. The daughter they've been waiting for. The one they've been preparing for. Every room is made for her. Every rule is meant to shape her. And every smile hides something sick. Ezra. Calm, calculating, always three steps ahead. No matter how careful Clara is, he sees through her. Every lie. Every escape attempt. Every flicker of rebellion. Silas is distant and cold, but dangerous in his silence. Silas keeps his distance-but when he looks at her, it's like he sees straight through. And Lucian... Lucian's the gentle one.The one who brings her hot chocolate with extra marshmallows and brushes her hair. The one who says this is all for her own good. Lucian is soft-spoken and kind... almost like he wants her to believe this could be real. But it isn't. They don't want her freedom. They want her obedience. Her love. Her role. They call it family. She calls it a nightmare. But if Clara wants to survive, she might have to play along. Even if it means pretending to love her captors. _________________________________________ Author's Note: This is a story I've been wanting to post and now I've finally done it. I would really appreciate your support by voting on the chapters and by commenting, or just leaving suggestions you would like me to incorporate, I'm more than happy to read your suggestions. •Any pictures seen or used throughout this book is not mine, I used Pinterest to cultivate all my ideas. [All credit must go to the rightful owners] DISCLAIMER: This book is not a dark romance, mafia-related, intimate book, it doesn't contain themes associated with those genre

"You're shaking, Pip." Adam laughed, looking down on me, his eyes hungrily scanning my body. "It's Jude! Don't call me, Pip, when we're fucking." I warned him, groaning out of annoyance because he simply couldn't stop calling me that stupid name. Though, it made him laugh even more. ••• In a world where losing means more than just defeat, some choices can't be undone and some relationships don't survive the fight. Jude Ellington had to learn this lesson the hard way as he suddenly finds himself in the brutal underground scene, having to fight his childhood best friend in front of a crowd, that couldn't care less whether he makes it out alive or dies. His childhood best friend, also known as the King of the underground. And as if that wasn't complicated enough, their increasingly tangled friends-with-benefits relationship makes it even harder to separate emotions from consequences.

"Please let me go." I scream hitting my fists against his back. My hands hit him repeatedly. He drops me down suddenly and for a second I thought he was letting me go. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ ✦ "𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞... 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞." ✦ ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ ⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ Mysteker 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ I scream loudly from frustration I throw everything across the room. The TV smashes. Glass decor shatters. The room becomes a mess. Tears sting my eyes. I scream again. Then I feel his arms around me. Caging me into a hug as I let out a sob of frustration. I'm stuck here. Again. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡ Aurora has been stalked for the past 3 months by a man who she drunkingly spent a night with. She has no memory of his face making it harder to find out who he is. Aurora has no clue that her stalker could be someone far or someone so close to her. ♡♡♡ Noah has been fascinated and obsessed with Aurora ever since that night and decides to stalk her after realising she has no memory of him, making it a game for Aurora to find out his actual identity. ♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

What will you do when your identity no longer matters because your long lost twin is dead, and now you must become him? When they force you to live inside his skin, wear his clothes, speak his name... and worst of all, pretend to love his HUSBAND like he did? But how long until pretending turns into obsession? How long until the lies turn into need? Would you break his legs just to make sure he can never leave you? Would you drug his tea, just to hear him whisper your name in his sleep? Is that still love... or something far worse? But love doesn't ask for permission. Love doesn't care for boundaries. So the question is WILL YOU care when your obsession starts tasting like love? . . Nico's trembling hands struggled with the massive iron lock. Sweat dripped from his forehead, He looked over his shoulder once, twice, again until the sound of deliberate footsteps echoed from the hallway. "Baby... why are you trying to leave me?" Ethan's voice curled like smoke behind him. "Come here." Nico turned, body frozen, blood cold. "L-Let me go! You........you tricked me! I'll go to the police!" Ethan tilted his head slightly... and then the entire mansion shuddered under the weight of his "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-" Laughter

[Editing] Noah Raine, a spoiled rich boy leaves behind the restless city of New York for a forgotten town steeped in fog, dragged there by his dad in his final year of high school. Bitterness coils in his chest having to leave his friends and the only life he knew behind. His second day in town, while running an errand for his dad, Noah crosses paths with Damien Black - a tall, immaculately dressed man whose presence makes anyone's knees weak. His gaze is sharp, predatory, yet caring. Damien is the Mayor of this town, where the population consists of werewolves. He is a valiant and unyielding leader, an Alpha who brooks no disrespect and claims what he desires without hesitation.