*A reverse-harem fantasy romance* The female decline was swift. Birth rates dropped at an alarming rate, and within years, men across all realms grew restless and aggressive. Their desperation led to women being collected at birth and sold at auction, and humans gradually became one of the most sought after. Parents began hiding their daughters, birthing and stowing their females underground in a desperate attempt to keep them safe. Charlotte is one of them. Hidden from the men who would tear her family apart to get to her, she's accepted that she'll live her entire life within the thick walls of her childhood home. When the human government permits a large-scale raid, Charlotte is one of the unlucky women caught. Forced out of hiding and thrown into the home of three powerful demons, Charlotte must learn how to stay alive in a world she's only experienced through stories from her parents.

[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

Adriana Roxvel A 17 year old teen girl. Just a nerd, a nobody. She doesn't have friends and her parents don't care about her. She hates it when she wakes up in the morning, because she knows, that she has to go through all that pain again. One day she finds out, that the whole seventeen years she lived to this point, were a lie. Her name wasn't real. Her family wasn't real. The place where she lived, wasn't the one where she was supposed to grow up. She has a life somewhere else and it will be more dangerous and painful, but will she like it? Will she like a life as an Italian mobster? ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ He was changing when something catched my eyes. I ran my fingers along his bare chest as my eyes stare at my name tattooed to the left of his chest. I press my fingers over my name feeling his heartbeat directly beneath the tattoo. He places his hand over my small fingers as I wait for an explanation. His eyes pierce into mine as he explains why he has my name tattooed on his chest. "I wanted to mark my heart as yours" Started: 28th April 2021 Finished: 25th September 2021