The Runaway Seductress | R18+
- Reads 988
- Votes 12
- Parts 4
Due to her grandmother's heart condition, Eleftheria Morales was forced to work on a sexual site on the well-known website, Femme X Site.
Although it went against her will, she had to cling to desperation to pay for her grandmother's expenses. Little did Eleftheria know that her manager would not adhere to their agreement. A mysterious person offered her a million dollars in exchange for taking her home. Would she escape from his wrath, or will she forever be chained by him?
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
✧Velvet Chains✧
Velmirra. A city of mist and marble, uncharted and unreachable unless it wants you. A place where the elite trade secrets behind silk masks and pleasure is just another weapon in the war for control. Beneath its opulent façade lies a heartbeat of ancient magic and whispered curses, pulsing through every stone, every shadow. She is elegance draped in defiance a bratty, magnetic beauty who plays with power like fire. To the world, she's composed, divine, and untouchable. But inside, she craves to be undone not by a man who grovels, but by one who can break her without ever raising his voice. He is not a man who plays. He doesn't flirt , he claims. Cold, cruel, breathtaking. With eyes like frost and a past soaked in velvet and blood, he's not looking for a partner. He's waiting for something deeper. Older. Darker. They collide at Velmirra's infamous masquerade, a night where no one speaks their real name, and masks hide more than faces. She tempts him just to feel something. He indulges her just to turn the knife. But their game unleashes something that should've stayed buried. A bond older than time. A curse that tastes like desire. A hunger neither of them can control. As obsession tightens its grip, submission becomes sacred... and surrender may be the most dangerous sin of all. ♡♡
HAUNTING MEMORIES | +18
⚠️BE WARNED⚠️: This story contains abusive and mature content. Lots of Smut, consensual and kinks included. HAUNTING MEMORIES IT IS NOT AN ILLUSION WHEN IT REALLY HAPPENED Delaney Johnson. A former cage fighter and racer. Now, she is just a mental girl. She knew the danger, but she loved the thrill. The adrenaline that made her feel high, like soaring. To be close to death with her foot on the gas. To feel life seep through her body with her fists in the cage. Yet she didn't know the danger breathing down her neck would flip her life. She didn't know the thrill of that danger would drill her family six feet under. She didn't know Alvaro Sanchez would embody that danger, destroying her family and framing her, just because she refused to ride him to his high. Alvaro Sanchez, a rising criminal backed by a powerful Irish heir, lives as he desires. He destroys. He kills. He cleans his bloody mess. His next victim, Delaney. He took what he desired, ruined her life, and buried her in a mental facility. Now, Delaney is racing against time. She fights not to lose her sanity. They drug her. They electrocute her. They mentally torment her, trying to make her admit to a crime she didn't commit. But she manages to escape, just to find a girl in the same predicament on her path to vengeance, and save her from an unscrupulous fate. What she didn't know was that the girl she freed would be her link to something far more dangerous: the Alessi family. Placed under the care of the insufferable Donatello Alessi, she tries to tolerate his haughty, demanding ways. Yet he somehow makes her feel the same thrill she once chased in races and street fights. Her heart races when he's near. She doesn't want to attach, yet he is the finish line she can't stop racing toward. ⚠️⚠️⚠️I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK! MY BOOKS ARE MY HARD WORK! I PUT TIME AND EFFORT IN THEM!⚠️⚠️⚠️Complete
Cecilia, Cecilia, Cecilia.
Emilio Acosta. Quiet, reserved, dangerous. He doesn't let much distract him, he doesn't let people in. He discards women like they would him, if he didn't have money. The way he's invested in his community... You'd never think that he's the one that the local cartel boss calls for "clean up" after a job. When he goes to visit his Doña, grandmother, at the ALF he personally chose and toured for her, there's this nurse- this woman- who just... Does something to him. And her? She doesn't pay him any fucking mind. She knows he's looking, but he was no different than the other men who gawked at her. She thought, anyways. Cecilia Valdés. What happens when he stumbles across her OWN double life? Her own big secret she prayed nobody else would know? What happens when he just can't get her off his mind? All he can hear on repeat in his head, is her name... "Cecilia, Cecilia, Cecilia..."
Bound By His Shadow ( The Vincolo Series - Season 1)
I never believed in MONSTERS until I met him. Men like him? Oh, they don't walk in the light. Nobody says their names out loud, their DEEDS aren't recorded, but you'll see their HANDIWORK everywhere if you know where to look. It all started that one night. At the time, it seemed like nothing, just another evening. Little did I know, that was the night everything would change. The first time I stumbled into his DOMAIN was purely by accident, I had no clue what I was walking into. But the second time? That was different. I went there on purpose, driven by a job. Nothing personal, just BUSSINESS, or so I thought. Something I could easily leave behind when it was all done. Oh, how naive I was! His world isn't one you can just wander in and out of without a scratch. It's a place built on unspoken agreements, lies that dig deep, and truths too dangerous for most to handle. Every moment spent there pulls me further into his gravity. I thought I could maintain my distance, but somehow, I found myself getting closer to him,much closer than I ever planned or wanted. Close enough to almost forget what he really is. And that's the trouble because deep down, I still know how it ends. If he ever figured out why I'm really here, he wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet through my head. Walk away now while I can? I wish! Somewhere along this twisted path, with fate and its cruel jokes about CONTROL and POWER over others' lives, an ILLUSION crept into my mind. That maybe, just maybe, I had control over everything. That I was PLAYING the game. But no, not once was I ever the PLAYER. Just a PAWN in this bloody game of BLOOD & THRONE !! ____________________ ⚠️ WARNING :- THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES AND STRONG LANGUAGE.
The crimson vow
"You think that you'll be able to escape me tonight? You think that just because you'll be in public I'll lose you? No, no, no," He smiles. "You won't be out of my sight for a moment. And when we get back, you'll see how much I enjoy seeing you in pain." "No," I whimper. "I honestly didn't mean for it to go this way." I scoot further away but he stalks closer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Vivienne Lucetti spent her life protected by lies-sheltered from the brutal mafia empire her brothers rebuilt after their parents were murdered. But when a cold, calculating rival named Kade Navarro kidnaps her, Vivienne is forced into a world of shadows, obsession and blood-soaked secrets. As truths unravel, Vivienne must decide where her loyalty lies: with the family that kept her in the dark... or the enemy who's been watching her from in. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I own none of the pictures, but I do own the story. If you see a part of this story somewhere else, please contact me immediately. I will not hesitate to take legal action if I see my content somewhere else.
The Price Was Me
Elena Rosalie Valentie's quiet life shatters when she's kidnapped and sold to the ruthless Italian mafia leader, Adrian Dalassio Vervelli. Cold, dangerous, and obsessively possessive, Adrian takes her as more than just a debt payment-he makes her his. Trapped in his world of power and control, Elena battles fear, defiance, and unwanted desire as escape grows impossible. Yet when danger from Adrian's past threatens her, he becomes both her captor and protector. As fear slowly twists into fascination, an intense bond forms-one built on obsession, betrayal, and dangerous love. Enemies. Prisoner. Lover. Their story isn't about perfection-it's about surrendering to love born in the shadows. ᡕᠵデᡁ᠊╾━ •••••• "You know," he said, his voice low, "just standing there... makes me want to take more than just your attention." He said as hid fingers grazed her thigh. Elena's heart slammed against her ribs. She tried to steady her voice. "You're insane." "Insane?" he echoed, sliding up her leg with one fingertip. "Or... obsessed? Every part of you makes it impossible to think straight.I Impossible not to touch and devour ." Her breath hitched as his hand slid to her waist, brushing against her back and then lingered. "I... I can't believe you" "You can," he murmured, leaning so close her lips almost brushed his. "But you won't. Not because you don't want to, Sweetheart.. but because you are afraid you'll feel what I feel. And once you do... you'll be mine in ways you can't fight." Every word, every movement, every scrape of his fingers across her skin set fire to her nerves. Fear, desire, frustration-all tangled into a delicious ache she couldn't escape. And he knew it. 𐔌՞꜆. ̫.꜀՞𐦯 𓂃✿𓈒𓏸
ONLY MINE
"Kiss me," he demanded roughly. My cheeks heated up, "I-I...I can't." "Why not?" "Because...because that's not what I am here for. My job-" "Fuck your job," he murmured before slamming his lips onto mine. ☆*: .｡. ♡ .｡.:*☆ In which a mysterious businessman offers an innocent college student an unusual job. To tutor his little daughter. But he has a dark life no one is aware of.
Hostage Forever
The moment his eyes lands on her, he's all determined to make her his. He gets and keeps her against her will. But what he doesn't know is that, there's someone else out there, lurking in the shadows who has his eyes on her, and an ulterior motive too... What happens when two psychopaths cross paths? Who is going to win and who is going to lose? However, the person who suffers and loses the most is the innocent soul who never thought that her life would turn into a living hell. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️: Mature content, Physical abuse, Self-harm, Sexual assault, Gross torture and many more.... Note: Draft version, will be edited soon.Complete
Velmirra. A city of mist and marble, uncharted and unreachable unless it wants you. A place where the elite trade secrets behind silk masks and pleasure is just another weapon in the war for control. Beneath its opulent façade lies a heartbeat of ancient magic and whispered curses, pulsing through every stone, every shadow. She is elegance draped in defiance a bratty, magnetic beauty who plays with power like fire. To the world, she's composed, divine, and untouchable. But inside, she craves to be undone not by a man who grovels, but by one who can break her without ever raising his voice. He is not a man who plays. He doesn't flirt , he claims. Cold, cruel, breathtaking. With eyes like frost and a past soaked in velvet and blood, he's not looking for a partner. He's waiting for something deeper. Older. Darker. They collide at Velmirra's infamous masquerade, a night where no one speaks their real name, and masks hide more than faces. She tempts him just to feel something. He indulges her just to turn the knife. But their game unleashes something that should've stayed buried. A bond older than time. A curse that tastes like desire. A hunger neither of them can control. As obsession tightens its grip, submission becomes sacred... and surrender may be the most dangerous sin of all. ♡♡
More detailsContent Guidelines