⚠️ update 2/7/2026: under editing ⚠️ Wren was never supposed to survive the hunt. Thrown into a deadly maze with no way out, she was meant to be just another sacrifice. But when she walks away changed-marked by something she doesn't understand-survival comes with a price. The people who sent her to die now see her as a threat. The man who swore to protect her is the only one she can trust. And the monsters lurking in the dark... may not have been the true enemy after all. With danger closing in on all sides, Wren must decide: fight for a place in a world that doesn't want her, or embrace the power rising within. Even if it means becoming something unrecognizable.

I know there are dragon shifters in the world but I never met one nor did i'd think I ever would till I ran into him and he said "you're mine"

In a realm where dragons choose their mates through ritual and instinct, Annabella-a realist from a world of logic-never believed in magic, fate, or monsters. But after falling through a mysterious rift, she awakens in a wild, primal land filled with creatures who aren't quite human... and who seem to think she belongs to them. She's cold. She's starving. And then the gifts begin. Food. Shelter. Fire. And always, that scent-smoky, powerful, and maddeningly alluring. Survival comes first. Or so she tells herself. But with every brush of clawed fingertips and heated glance, the lines between survival and surrender begin to blur. These dragon shifters don't just want her-they've chosen her. And in their world, choice runs both ways. A slow-burn, emotionally rich, polyamorous romance about instincts, intimacy, and the bonds we never see coming.

Club Edge-Book 1 "It seems that you've forgotten your basic manners also with your BDSM etiquette. Am I right?" Why the fuck was his voice so deep and smooth, as if his face wasn't enough to make my pussy throb. But if he thinks he can come here and just boss me around, he's got another thing coming for him. "And here I thought you ended our relationship two years ago so you are not my Dom and I do not have to listen to your bullshit." I said to his face knowing what would happen if he is the same Master Felix I knew from two years ago. "Mind your tone Miss Bennett or it won't take me a second's time to turn that sassy ass of yours bright red. Am I clear?" Who was I kidding, he's not changed a bit. He's the same Master Felix who can command my submission just with a look of his gorgeous yet stern eyes. "Make me." I fucked up, I knew I fucked up when I said those words. I don't regret it though because the next thing that happens to me changed my life forever. WARNING ⚠️: 18+ Only read if you are 18+ as this story revolves around BDSM themes and contains explicit sex scenes targeted towards mature audience. And always remember to play Safe, Sane and Consensual. Enjoy!!!!

She was invisible by choice. He was power incarnate. Their collision was inevitable-and ruinous. Lenora Williams has spent her life living in the quiet margins. Soft-spoken and self-contained, she finds solace in solitude, her small apartment a sanctuary from a world that once betrayed her. Haunted by a past she never speaks of, Lenora clings to routine like a lifeline-until the day she's offered a coveted position at the city's most powerful and enigmatic corporation. Ruthless, brilliant, and dangerously magnetic-Luca Maroni is the CEO of a billion-dollar empire, Luca controls everything he touches. He doesn't believe in love. He believes in ownership. Discipline. Obedience. But from the moment he meets Lenora-his new, quiet secretary with downcast eyes and secrets in her soul-his iron-clad world begins to crack. She's everything he isn't. Everything he doesn't understand. And everything he suddenly must possess. To Luca, Lenora is more than temptation-she's purity in a world of corruption. An obsession he can't shake. And as desire twists into obsession, his need to protect her begins to blur with his need to own her. But Lenora has demons of her own. And some shadows refuse to stay buried. As passion ignites and boundaries shatter, Lenora and Luca find themselves entangled in a dangerous dance of power, secrets, and surrender. But when the past returns with a vengeance and the darkness threatens to consume them both... Will love be their salvation-or their destruction?

I let his fingers slip between my lips and taste myself once again. "This is what you will do with me" he whispered looking at my lips. "You will wrap your lips around it" I followed his instructions and wrapped my lips around his two fingers. I looked at his eyes and I immediately found his gaze which was torn between my lips and eyes. He inhaled again before continuing speaking. "You will slowly lick and suck it" he winked with a grin. "And you will try your best to fully take me in your mouth like this" he said, pushing his fingers even more inside my mouth. He grabbed my chin with his free hand. "Isn't that right, Rea? You will try to take me all?" He slowly asked and I nodded bringing my own fingers to my clit, trying to touch it the same way he did. He looked down to what I was doing and grinned. "Good girl, but I will continue with that" he told me, removing his fingers from my mouth and grabbing my wrist to stop me. *** Finding a wounded man in the middle of the wood was the last thing Rea had imagined to see during her stroll. She had never thought her innocent gesture of rescuing and healing him would have turned her life upside down. He claimed her as his mate. A ruthless predator that enjoyed the kill and shedding blood around for his own purpose. He was part of a species her whole family told her to stay away from. Werewolves. And she discovered soon how she was mated to one of the strongest one. Callendon. Her personal nightmare. MATURE CONTENT - ONLY 18 + FOR MATURE AUDIENCE

(Warning: Rated R) "Aaron was puzzled at his own anger, "Why is her presence so vexing?" He pushed away from his desk and slowly circled around her as he studied her stature. "Big beautiful eyes, long lean neck, tiny waist, and over flowing bosom." Letta's chest heaved with uncertainty, "Sir, what have I done to offend you?" Aaron stopped close to her side, his face was close to hers. He could smell the sweet scent of her skin. "Why Letta? What do you want from me?" When Letta's mother passes, their master takes her under his wing as his own. Letta grows into a beautiful Roman woman, and she is intended for her masters son Demetrio. After serving many years in Cesar's army, Demetrio has plans of becoming a governor in his district. With innocent, beautiful, intelligent Letta by his side, what could go wrong? With a lie of a well know soothsayer, Letta is cast aside by Demetrio and replaced by Emella, a power hungry woman that will stop at nothing to get what she wants. With Demetrio still pining over Letta, Emella takes her pain out on her in the worst way. Aaron, a brave stubborn Roman legionnaire finds Letta and rescues her. What will happen between the young beauty and the head strong heart throb?

"I'm whatever you need me to be, I'm at your service..." Avatine had a privileged life but not one he wanted. As prince of Hell your options are pretty limited. Doesn't matter that you have powers to take you to other worlds and the power to fight angels, nope you need to stay home, marry a complacent girl and make an heir. This was his life, his destiny. Lilly did not live a privileged life, she was poor, orphaned, and taken away at a young age, she doesn't know any freedom but it's not bitter in her heart. She holds a unique gift that not even she will understand and one day it could change her life. One could be an angel, one is a devil, how could these two fit together? Join me on this journey and we'll find out together. Do Avatine and Lilly have what it takes to defy everyone and save themselves? We shall see.....

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.