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Twisted

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He leaned in, close enough that his scent wrapped around me like smoke - warm, sharp, and intoxicating. It wasn't perfume. It wasn't cologne. It was him, raw and unnervingly male, a spice that clung to the back of my throat and made my lungs forget how to work.

His voice was low, steady, the kind that slipped under my skin and left me trembling.
"You're beautiful," he said, his words laced with quiet certainty. "Who made you believe otherwise?"All Rights Reserved

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"Did he fucking touch you?" His voice was a low growl, each word laced with fury as he prowled closer, heat radiating from his body. "A-Alex, you don't understand! He's just a friend!" I stammered, feeling the weight of his gaze pin me in place. "Friend?" He sneered, a predatory glint in his dark eyes. "You're mine. Only mine. No one else gets to lay a finger on you. No one." In a swift motion, he ripped my clothes apart, the sound echoing like thunder, leaving me bare before him. "Only I get to touch you. Only I get to make you feel," he growled, spreading my legs wide, electricity coursing between us. "Alex, please, he didn't touch me!" I gasped, desperation spilling from my lips. "Shut up," he commanded, his breath hot against my skin. "Let me claim what's mine. Let me fuck you until you forget his name." He's a ghost in the underworld, a man feared by even the most ruthless criminals. Aleksandr Volkov doesn't ask-he takes. And the moment I stumbled into his world, I became his next possession. I should hate him. I should run. But the way he looks at me tells me one thing... I'll never be free again. "Why did you kiss me?" His dark eyes smolder as he steps closer, voice low and possessive. "I wanted to know what you taste like." "And?" I whisper, barely breathing. A slow smirk tugs at his lips as he brushes a thumb over my lower lip. "Kak Moyà." 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 A russian Mafia romance STARTED WRITING:19/02/25 FINISHED:

Beneath Marbled Sky | Ni-ki by rikiswan

You cross the rooftop, heart thundering. "Who sent this?" you demand, holding up the paper. "Why here?" He turns at last. His storm-gray eyes catch the last of the sun. "I did," he admits. "I needed to talk where no one else could listen." The space between you narrows. You tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, uncertain whether to be angry or relieved. "About what?" He hesitates, then steps closer. The city lights blink on beneath you. "About trust." Your jaw tightens. "You expect me to trust you after all that's happened?"

ONLY MINE by nocturnalsilk

"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.

The Art of Taking [+18] by whwrite

"You gonna tell me your name?" he asked at last, his voice deep enough to crawl right under it. I shook my head. "No." Something in his expression sharpened-approval, maybe. "Good." He didn't come to me right away. He took his time, pushing off the door with deliberate slowness, each step closing the distance in steady increments. I didn't move. Couldn't. My back found the wall before he'd even touched me. He stopped just short-close enough for the heat of him to seep through the small space between us. His scent hit me first-smoke, whiskey, and something clean that didn't fit the chaos of the party outside. His head tilted slightly, studying my mouth, then my eyes, then my mouth again. His hand lifted-not to grab, not yet. Just to trace. The backs of his fingers skimmed my jaw, slow enough that I could feel every millimeter of skin they passed over. They trailed down the side of my neck, pausing in the hollow of my throat, not pressing-just resting there. "You've got that look," he murmured. "What look?" My voice was steadier than I felt. "Like you want me to ruin you." I should've laughed. Teased. Something. Instead, I held his gaze. "Maybe I do." The corner of his mouth twitched-not quite a smile, but something hungrier. Still, he didn't touch me the way I wanted him to. Instead, his knuckles dragged down my collarbone, over the bare skin just above my dress, grazing the swell of my breast without claiming it. "You sure you can handle forgetting?" he asked, his voice lower now, as if we weren't already breathing the same air. "Try me," I said. That broke something in him. His hands framed my face, thumbs brushing along my cheekbones, holding me still as his eyes searched mine like he was committing the color of them to memory. Then-finally-he kissed me.

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Damien's head tilts slightly, then he turns toward me - slowly, purposefully, like a predator pivoting to a new prey. My pulse hammers against my throat. That grin of his blooms across his face, slow and wolfish. It looks wrong on him - or maybe it's just too right. "If you believe, even for a second, that your insult from earlier will go unanswered..." his voice drops to a near purr, "...you're in for a very rude awakening." My back finds the closed apartment door before I even realize I'm moving. The cool surface of the wood presses into my spine as his shadow swallows the light between us. I can't move. I can't speak. His frame fills my vision, his scent closing around me. He leans in, slow enough for me to feel each inch of air he steals. His breath fans across the bare skin at my neck. My eyelids flutter heavy and half-closed as I feel him inhale deeply, savoring me. He stops just shy of my ear - close enough that every nerve there screams for contact. "I wonder," he murmurs, voice like heat and smoke, "if you taste as good as you smell." He drags his breath across my neck, deliberately slow, like a fingertip tracing the edge of a blade. Each exhale scorches a trail down my skin until he's at my other ear. "Just you wait..." he says, quieter now, more dangerous, "...your punishment will be ten times as painful as this." She stalked him. He found her. Now obsession is a game neither can escape. Persephone's quiet life shatters when Damien Veylor-a tattooed hacker with a dangerous smile-discovers her secret. What begins as punishment ignites into something darker: control, desire, and a fire that could consume them both. She should run. But when the man you've only fantasized about finally looks back... running is the last thing you want to do.

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He strokes himself with his eyes closed, and there he is-laid out in front of him, thighs parted, skin slick with desire. He imagines his hand sliding up that throat, feeling the shiver rise under his palm before tightening just enough to draw a gasp. His mouth would follow-hungry-down that taut chest, licking, biting, until a rough moan spills out. He knows how that body would respond: the way the hips would lift, aching for more, when his tongue moves lower, so much lower, tasting that salty, trembling skin. And those eyes... those 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 eyes drowning in pleasure, staring back at him with that kind of yielding that would drag a growl from his chest. He sinks deeper into it-deeper into the vision-imagining his fingers there, buried to the knuckles, while the other writhes beneath him, lips swollen from begging too long.

His Wicked Claim (18+) (book#1 Redemption series) by dollescent_12

******** "You like being tied up, don't you?" he taunts, his mouth near my ear. "So I can uncover every secret you keep buried. So you can pretend to resist when your body is begging for me?" "What are you doing?" I cry out, my voice cracking. "You said you'd only touch me if I wanted it!" His gaze sears into mine. "Your body does want it, love. More than you'll ever admit. It's my right-my duty as your soon to be husband-to give you what you crave." 18+‼️‼️ ******** In a crowded nightclub, our gazes lock across the chaos. One look is all it takes-his presence is magnetic, dangerous. Broad shoulders, eyes like a predator, and an aura that warns me he is not a man I should ever want. Yet I can't stop the way my pulse races. A week later, fate puts him in my path again at a glittering event. I should've turned away. Instead, I stayed-and saw the truth with my own eyes. I watched him end a life without hesitation. The mysterious stranger isn't just a man. He's the ruthless kingpin of India's most feared cartel. And once he notices me, his obsession is relentless. But I am not a bargaining chip. I will not be sold off to cover my father's debts. I will not be broken the way my mother was. So I run. Only he hunts what's his. And to him, I already am. What the devil wants... the devil takes. ⸻ ⚠️ Warning: This is a dark, mature dark romance. The hero is possessive, violent, and at times irredeemable. This story includes explicit content, graphic themes, and situations that may be disturbing or offensive to some readers. Recommended for readers 18+ only.

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