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I’m Aurora. I died at the hands of my family.
“You were born a walking curse to this Pack. Taking Nora’s place and marrying Liam is what you owe us!” My mother, Patricia, bound my arms and legs with a rope dusted in silver powder. My sister Nora raised a silver-laced dagger and drove it straight into my heart. “Your name, your mate, everything belonged to you is mine!” Then she used a face-shaping spell to transform into my appearance, took over Black Moon manor, and waited for my Alpha mate, Liam, to come home.
I became a ghost and was pinned to her side by a soul-sealing array, forced to watch her clumsy imitation. “Liam, I made your favorite wild-berry oatmeal.” But a wolf’s nose never lies. Liam frowned and stepped away. “That artificial perfume on you… that isn’t her.” I watched him spend sleepless nights after his Wolf-Soul Stone shattered. I watched him uncover the truth that my old injury on my left foot was gone, and “I” was no longer allergic to silver-scale fish. Only then did I understand: the Alpha who looked cold had already carved me into his heart.
Not until he dug up what was left of my body, two undeveloped twin pups still hidden inside me, did Liam finally break. With eyes burning red, he roared, “What you owe me… what you owe Aurora… you’ll pay with your lives!” When dawn rose, my soul dissolved into the morning light. All I wished for, in the next life, was to meet him somewhere without betrayal, to be two ordinary wolves who could protect our children, together.

In my past life, when the apocalypse broke out, I braved the pressure and opened the fortress gates to take in my mother-in-law and brother-in-law, who had nowhere else to go.
They shoved my wife and me straight into a horde of zombies.
My wife and I were reborn seven days before the apocalypse. I turned my head and saw the same fear and coldness surging in her eyes as mine:
"This time, don't open the door."
"Never." I smiled coldly.
Not only would I keep the door shut—I would watch with my own eyes as those bloodsucking ingrates, who had drained me dry in my past life, were slowly devoured by hunger and despair right outside the gate.

On the execution platform, my noble and beautiful wife used her dagger to carve open my chest.
My nominal adopted son pressed a red-hot iron into my skin, branding me with the "F"-class mark of the lowest outcast, draining my transcendent bloodline dry.
"The Storm Kingdom has no use for a cripple with zero beast-spirit affinity. You belong rotting in the abyss!"
They cut the chains and kicked me into the Black Abyss—a place from which no one returns—then turned to carve up my throne.
They thought I was as good as dead.
They had no idea that the deepest darkness of that abyss harbored the most terrifying ancient demon in existence.
Two weeks later, as they raised their glasses to toast the new king's coronation, I kicked down the castle gates, wielding the ember-fire of annihilation and a tide of ten thousand beasts.
Looking down at the woman who once stood so high above me, now groveling in the mud and begging for mercy, I tossed the bloodstained broken blade onto the hem of her dress:
"Remember this forever—it was you who took a nobody you crushed beneath your feet and turned him into a king you'll kneel before and never win back. Now, hand over your lives."

In my previous life, my wife was addicted to black market gambling on football, which caused us to lose everything.
To make matters worse, a zombie horde then broke out.
We had no shelter and were quickly torn apart by a horde of frenzied zombies.
After being reborn, she planned to run off with all the money, then dump me and elope with her lover.
What she didn't know was that I had awakened the ability to read minds and knew all her plans.

To annul the engagement, the aloof heiress of a wealthy family spent three years planning thirteen accidents to try and kill me.
Car accident, falling object, poisoning... I survived covered in blood, only to be met with her disgusted question: "How come you're still alive?"
She let her scheming childhood sweetheart crush my father's ashes, and even personally drained my last remaining blood to save me, all for her sweetheart's self-inflicted injury.
She thought I would be like a dog, clinging to her side forever without any boundaries.
Until that day, I calmly handed over the annulment agreement, clutching the diagnosis of late-stage brain cancer, and completely disappeared from her world.
Later, when she finally found out the truth, she searched the world frantically, only to find my emaciated, cold corpse.
That arrogant and haughty young lady has completely collapsed.
She personally sent her childhood sweetheart to hell, knelt before my body wearing a veil, and desperately raised a gun:
“Ivan, walk slowly on your way to the underworld... I’m giving my life for you.”

Three years ago, I was the sole surviving legendary mage of Ash Valley. To fulfill my comrade's dying wish, I married into the Robert family, becoming a despised and bullied son-in-law . For three years, I endured torment and humiliation; my entire family treated me like trash . My wife handed me divorce papers , then accepted the marriage proposal of a nobleman. On my wedding day, I walked into the hall in old clothes, and everyone laughed, thinking I was crazy. Until I shattered all magic with a wave of my hand, my legendary presence overwhelming everyone present, the woman who had once despised me finally cried and asked me: Why did you lie to me?

I begged my mom for ten dollars, but she smashed my head with a frying pan instead.

The next day, my mother posted on a forum asking:
"Hi everyone. My eldest son lied about the end of the world just to get ten dollars. I want to ask, how can I sell him on the underground black market to pay off his younger brother's $20,000 debt?"

The moment I saw that post, any remaining love I had for them died instantly. I snapped my phone's SIM card in half.

What she didn’t know was that a world-ending acid flood would descend upon New York tomorrow.

I had begged so bitterly for that ten dollars just to trigger the Ten-Million-Fold Return System to build a three-billion-dollar Doomsday Ark.

Since she didn’t want it, I gave the throne of the Ark Queen to the female classmate who casually tossed me some charity.

"Daddy... so cold... and it hurts..." When my precious daughter Mia whispered these words in her weak voice, my heart felt like it was being torn apart.
The life-saving medicine was just ten meters away, but that damned anti-magic barrier had become an insurmountable chasm between life and death.
What made me even more furious was that the vampire guarding the gate not only extorted my life savings, but also demanded I kneel like a dog and lick his boots before he would open the door.
He didn't know that if the door stayed closed, it wouldn't just be my daughter who died—his son and mother would perish too!

We’ve been married for five years. Then, she got pregnant with someone else's child.
In front of everyone, she said: "Ethan doesn't want this baby. You've always wanted one, right? Fine, take it and raise it."
In that moment, I finally understood: she wasn’t incapable of loving someone—she simply never saw me as a human being.
I took off my wedding ring, left it on the tray, and bought a one-way ticket to the North. My family said I wouldn't survive in the frozen North; she said that without her, I was nothing.
Three years later, she tracked me down using the GPS hidden inside that ring. She pushed open the door to my attic room, finding only a note I’d left: "Don't look for me. We're square."

I'm an ancient vampire prince who's been playing human boyfriend to a demon hunter.
Big mistake.
She's completely unhinged—GPS tracking, 24/7 surveillance, the works.
When she threatens to dump me unless I surrender all my secrets, I do the unthinkable:
I actually say yes.
Too bad she doesn't know her "helpless" boyfriend has been the one keeping her alive all this time.

In my last life, my parents favored my younger brother. They promised him to the angel who would remain on the surface, and shoved me to an abyssal demon.
When the apocalypse came, the angel burned through her divine power and fell. I took my family in out of kindness, and they repaid me with a bowl of poisoned soup.
When I opened my eyes again, our whole family had reincarnated.
This time, my parents couldn’t wait to push my brother into the demon’s arms, dreaming of living off him inside the abyssal lair.
I watched them sign the shadow contract like they were grabbing a priceless treasure, then took the rejected holy-light angel without hesitation.
They had no idea the Abyss’s shelter is paid for in flesh and blood.
But an angel’s loyalty can raise an iron divine kingdom that never falls, even in this world-ending flood.

Her mate chose her sister.
Her family chose lies.
Her Alpha chose exile.

Novalyn lost everything the night betrayal carved her out of the only life she’d ever known. Now, she lives in solitude, pouring her rare healing gift into the animals on her farm, far from the cruelty of packs and mates.

But fate isn’t finished with her.

Lazarus, the feared young Alpha, crashes into her world, dangerous, tattooed, and relentless. He’s nothing like the mate who broke her, and yet the bond that sparks between them threatens to undo all the walls she’s built.

Desire pulls them together.
Their attraction is instant. Their passion, explosive. But desire isn’t enough when enemies close in, lies resurface, and the past threatens to shatter them both. Secrets drive them apart. And when her past returns with blood on its hands, Novalyn must decide: trust the bond, or be destroyed by it.

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In their eyes, my wife Emma—an Ivy League tenured professor in biological sciences—is ruthless, rational, and obsessively clean.
For seven years, even when she washed her hands, she would only ever touch the right-side sink—hers.
Until that night at 3 a.m., when I pulled a strand of sandy-golden short curl—hair that belonged to neither of us—out of my men’s shower loofah.
And around the neck of a pre-med student named Lucas, I saw the antique silver cross my dying father left in my hands.
When I confronted her, my always-icy wife protected the little homewrecker, slapped me across the face, and called me a jealous, controlling chauvinist.
She thought I’d swallow it like a coward.
But she forgot: as a top cardiothoracic chief, the thing I do best is cutting out tumors.

Ella and her best friend Mia live alone for the last 2 years after their pack got killed by rouges. She is an alpha daughter and she tries to keep her identity a secret. One day Mia eventually finds her mate and he leads them to his pack. What will happen there? Is Ella ready to give out her secret?

Jonathan King is the Alpha of the Black Stone pack. He is a nightmare for his enemies but his pack loves him. He hadn't found his mate yet but he wants a Luna by his side. His life will change when a human girl comes into his pack. His wolf is attracted to her but she isn't his mate. He starts to have a close eye on her because he knows that she holds a secret. Is he ready for whatever is going to find out?

Diana Hale has spent her whole life running, hiding and trying to learn the act of survival. She is always bullied at college and lives a secret life as a live-in maid in a powerful household.

Until he arrives; Calum Blackwood.

The new professor in her school, also the employer who she works in his house without knowing who he is. He's an Alpha, holding the power to either destroy or protect her. When he spots her, everything changes.

What happens when a classmate who is obsessed with Calum does everything to ruin, humiliate and destroy Diana?

In a world where dangers, betrayals, secrets and ruthless enemies threaten to rip her apart, would she survive?

Would Calum Blackwood choose to protect or destroy her?

At the Morello family’s Christmas dinner, I stood beside Vincent, waiting for him to announce our engagement.
Instead, in the very next second, he walked in holding a little boy and claimed him as his son.
And the woman he said he was going to marry? Scarlett Morello. The one he had always introduced as his “sister.”
The whole room erupted in applause. I stood there frozen, like a nail hammered into the floor.
Later, in his study, he took my hand and said, “Scarlett is dying. Late-stage breast cancer. She only has six months left. After she’s gone, I’ll marry you.”
But there was no guilt in his eyes. No love, either.
Then he told me to go to his villa that afternoon, to take care of the woman who was supposedly “dying.”
I opened the photo he sent me. Scarlett was lying in a hospital bed, pale-faced, an IV in the back of her hand.
A professional tennis player who had been playing in an exhibition match three weeks ago, and who had dropped three grand at Louis Vuitton on Fifth Avenue just five days ago.
But sure. She was “dying.”
At three in the morning, I was curled up by the front door of my apartment, crying so long I lost track of time.
Then my phone lit up. A text from an unknown number:
[Elena, I’m downstairs. When we were kids, you told me that once I controlled the docks on the East Coast, you’d marry me. The docks are mine now. Does that promise still stand?]
I pulled back the curtain and there he was. Ethan Vitale, my first love, leaning against the door of a black Cadillac, lifting a hand in a lazy wave.
Three years ago, when he left New York, he was only a Capo.
Now, he was the Don of the Vitale family.
He didn’t rush me. Didn’t pressure me to come downstairs.
He came for one reason only, to let me know he was back.
I wiped away my tears and texted back:
[It still stands.]
Because I wanted to see for myself just how long that woman could keep up her act.

Aria has always been the invisible girl—unwanted, unloved, and constantly overshadowed by her perfect sister. But when she meets them, everything changes.

Matteo, Enzo, and Dante Moretti are rich, powerful, and dangerously irresistible. They watch her like they own her. They touch her like they can’t help themselves. And when they decide they want her, they don’t take no for an answer.

She knows it’s wrong. They’re technically her step-uncles. They’re rumored to be criminals. And they play a little too rough. But when she’s in their arms, when they whisper filthy things in her ear and make her beg for more… nothing else matters.

But loving them comes with a price. Secrets from her past threaten to destroy her, and enemies of the Moretti’s are ready to use her as a weapon. Aria is trapped between danger and desire, but there’s one thing she knows for sure—she was never meant to survive them.

She was meant to be theirs.

Edde Loxley a handsome young businessman meets a crazy fan girl Elizabeth Albie in a bar as they both got drunk and went to bed together.

After realizing she lost her virginity to him and got pregnant for him, she comes back to him with a threat of exposing the pregnancy to the world.

Edde Loxley strikes a deal with her shutting her mouth up with a huge sum of money.

What will happen to their crazy and romantic encounter?

This wasn’t just a love story—it was a war. A battle of control and surrender, of pleasure tangled with power, of a hunger that burned hotter than hate.

Draven Nightbourne didn’t take Reyna for her blood. He didn’t steal her away for power or revenge. He took her because he had to—because fate had bound them together long before she ever knew his name. A prophecy warned that if he failed to protect her, she would be his downfall. But with every whispered command, every slow, torturous test of her submission, he wondered—was she here to destroy him, or to make him kneel?

Reyna swore she would never yield to him. She fought him at every turn, even as her body betrayed her, even as the lines between fear and desire, pain and pleasure blurred into something darkly addictive. Draven never forced—he controlled, breaking her down with silk and steel, binding her in ways that had nothing to do with chains.

She was his captive, his obsession, his mate.

And when his hands pinned her in place, when his mouth brushed the pulse at her throat, when he whispered “mine” like a vow—

She knew she already was.

"From my upbringing, a good marriage is built on love, trust, commitment, and open communication. That is what I signed up for. Guess what I got? A credit card and a husband who shows up once in three months if I'm lucky."
She pushed the divorce papers across the table, smiled faintly, and walked out without looking back.
Anna Jones did everything she could to marry her teenage crush, Liam Parker—even donating part of her liver to save his dying mother. But three years into the marriage, the dream she once fought so hard for has turned into a cold, distant reality. She'd done waiting. Done hoping. It's time to choose herself.
Liam Parker, a 30-year-old billionaire raised in a loveless family, never believed in marriage. That changed the moment his mother needed a liver transplant—and Anna was the only match. Her condition? Marriage.
Now, three years later, just as Liam begins to appreciate his wife and the life they've built, she walks away. Her sudden demand for a divorce shatters his carefully guarded world.
But with his manipulative grandmother plotting in the shadows and long-buried family secrets threatening to surface, Liam finds himself in the biggest fight of his life: the fight to keep his marriage.
Can he win Anna back before it's too late?
Will Anna change her mind—or is this marriage truly over?
Is love enough to hold them together?

Edde Loxley, a handsome young business man meets a crazy fan girl Elizabeth Albie in a bar as they both got drunk and went to bed together.
After realizing she lost her virginity to him and got pregnant for him, she comes back to him with a threat of exposing the pregnancy to the world.
Edde Loxley strikes a deal with her shutting her mouth up with a huge sum of money.
What could the deal be about?
Will she accept the deal?

WARNING Sensitive readers might find this book disturbing, this book is rated 21+ so you might have to skip, it is a Dark Romance bdsm book that contains abusive or forced sex, torture and all that so please do not expect lovey dovey***

"From today you rule my bed, just you" The king groaned as he increased his thrusting pace.


Just after a three years coma, Pearl was back to her family and was ready to celebrate her 23rd birthday party.

Her birthday party was supposed to be a happy reunion but no, it was the end of her happy life.

She is betrothed to the ruthless young king in her absence and he was back to take what rightfully belonged to him, on the day of their engagement ceremony Pearl found out she was pregnant.

How possible can she be pregnant when she has been in a coma for 3 years.

“We are divorced, Adams.” She sighed and wanted to walk away, but he held her.

“It doesn't matter.” He answered, his voice laced with determination.

“I don't love you anymore.”

“That doesn't matter either. What matters is that I want you, and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it.”


Alicia's life has been a series of ups and downs. She suffered abuse from her husband and his family because she couldn't give him a child. She thought she had seen it all, but not until the day she returned home only to receive the divorce papers from her husband's parents. She pleaded with them, but was met with deaf ears, and so she signed the documents and left.

Little did anyone know that she was pregnant.

She returned six years later with her baby girl only to find her Ex-husband craving her once more.

How will she take this, and what other surprises does fate have in stock for her?

Because of her husband, Megan Ashton went to prison.
Inside Prison she learnt everything they could ever be, and she became known as the Female Sovereign.
Master of Medicine.
Master of martial artist, and the most wealthy woman in the country.
When she became of prison, she thought everything was going to live happily ever after, but her husband slammed her with a divorce paper, forgetting all the good deeds Megan had done for him.
Megan just smiled in her mind.
“I will pay you back”

I knew three things about him:
He wore a mask.
He never spoke in public.
And he never, ever lost a match.

They call him The Phantom, the undefeated underground wrestling god, No one knows a thing about him except he was a son of a legendary wrestler, I was supposed to stay far away, he ruined my life without him knowing.
I stayed far from him
Until I was forced to be his PR crisis Manager, a man I very well hated, for destroying my family, but that was not enough when i was forced to marry him.
the very same monster, i have been running away from.
But the marriage come with unexpected surprises, things aren’t what they seemed
My husband wants me but he plays dirty. And the deeper I fall into his brutal grip, the more I crave the pain, the power, and the man underneath the mask.
He says I’m his weakness.
But I just might be his downfall.
And in a world where losing isn't an option, loving him could ruin us both

Two things matter in my captor’s twisted world of crime…Power and money.
He stole me to gain both.

He’s a coldhearted monster with a reputation for violence.
So how can his touch make me ache with such need?

I refuse his proposal of marriage, of course.
But Anthony Rodriguez didn’t break in to listen to reason.
He’s going to make me his mafia bride.

Whether I want to or not.

I’m the Russian Mafia princess who caught the eye of the enemy.

Being kidnapped is nothing but business.
My dad is going to hunt this ruthless animal down.

That’s what I should be rooting for…

I should hate Anthony Rodriguez.
But when the corded muscles of his tattooed arms pull me in,
I feel safer than I ever have.

He watches me through the security cameras 24/7.
I find power in giving him something to look at.

My entire life has been controlled by my dad. But he is a dangerous stranger in my bed, clamping a rough hand over my mouth and warning me to stay silent.

I don’t know why my father stole from the American mafia when he has everything. And my terrifying intruder doesn’t care about the reason.

He just wants to claim a debt from my quivering body. But under his command and sheets, I’m discovering a new strength. I’m becoming this man's undoing.

Despite being trapped, at his mercy, and stolen from my family…
I might never want to leave my place stationed under him.

‘Kidnapped by my ruthless fiance’ is an enemies-to-lovers, Stockholm syndrome, cartel mafia romance.

She doesn't want to rely on a man because she believes all men are jerks.

She does literally anything as far as it would generate more income to her account, What she doesn't do is stealing, killing and kidnapping. But anything else apart from those three she will do it.

She signed a 90 days contract marriage with a billionaire.

He is the heir of Rainbow Company and the CEO of one of the biggest businesses.

On his grandmother's death bed she makes him promise to get married.

What will transpire when they cross paths? Will there be a spark between them?

Harlow trusted her husband so much that when he gave her juice she didn't hesitate to gulp it down her throat which led to her miscarriage, she almost went crazy but that wasn't alone, she caught her husband and her best friend cheating on her and still that wasn't alone, she was accused for murdering her husband.

Just in one night, her life turned completely upside down, but what happened when she decided to get a second chance where she could change all these unwanted things that happened to her?

My fiancée, with whom I've been in a relationship for three years, has threatened to break off our engagement for the hundredth time, forcing me to donate a kidney to her adopted brother, who's faking illness and acting like a hypocrite.

My biological parents even threatened to sever ties with me: "You have a healthy body. Ian has nothing but us. You can't even bear to part with a kidney. You're so selfish and cold-blooded!"

They don't know that my hands, which I used to play the piano, had already been crushed by gangsters while cleaning up their mess; they also don't know that at this moment, I have a critical illness notice for late-stage bone cancer in my pocket.

Seeing the undisguised disgust and indifference in my fiancée's eyes, I swallowed the taste of blood in my throat and calmly signed the consent form for the live organ removal.

"Okay, I'll donate. I'll give you back my life along with it."

Later, I died like a dog on the rusty operating table of a shady clinic, my bones and marrow completely drained.

But when I was truly reduced to dust and left without even a complete corpse... the truth about my vicious foster brother faking illness was exposed.

The aloof and arrogant female CEO who once treated me like trash went completely mad overnight.

She knelt desperately before my nameless grave, plunged a sharp knife into her abdomen, and collapsed in a pool of blood, pleading for me to see her one more time.

"I fd with a pretty bimbo all night. Her energy was unmatched!" James smirked as he walked past.
"Don't you think you should stop messing around?" I muttered. "If the media finds out, you'll be in trouble. Sleeping with a different girl every night doesn't make you a better man. You should settle down soon."
"Wow," James scoffed, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I don't remember asking for your advice. You're just my secretary—stick to that. Besides, if the media does find out, isn't it your job to deny it? Unless… you're jealous and want to sleep with me too."
Stella always knew that her boss, James, had his eyes on her and would do anything to get her in his bed. But she refused to give in to his advances and drew the line between their CEO and secretary relationship. However, when James gets involved in a scandal with a famous model, and his mother forces him to get married, he has no choice but to turn to Stella for help to be his fake girlfriend.
What started as a fake relationship and sparks of sl attraction turned into something more when they were forced to get closer. James had secrets that could haunt Stella for the rest of her life and it's up to her to choose between her sanity and her attraction towards her boss.

Cassandra Cole was twenty and desperate.

No job. No home. No money. No family support.

One night, after being stranded, she ended up sharing a bed with a stranger in a hotel she stumbled into. The man was intoxicating sharp jaw, midnight eyes, authority dripping from him. She thought it would never happen again, so she let herself get lost for one night.

But when she woke the next morning and saw 20 dollars left on the bedside table, she shattered.

She believed he paid her.

She believed she meant nothing.

She took the money angry, humiliated, broken and walked out.

She didn’t know she was pregnant.

And she didn’t know the man was Eric Kingston, the heir to Kingston Enterprises, who thought she disappeared before he could even ask her name. The 20 dollars was a mistake: he meant to leave it for room service. But when he returned, she was gone, leaving only confusion and a scent he couldn’t forget.

Cassandra left the city for a countryside town, raised her son alone, and built herself up from nothing. Four years later, needing bigger opportunities, she moved back to the city and landed a job at the biggest corporation in the country.

Kingston Enterprises.

She didn’t know the man she was about to work for was the same stranger from that night.

And he didn’t remember her he only remembered flashes, the softness of her voice, the way she whispered her name, the heat, the innocence. But her face… he forgot after years of burying the memory.

Cassandra lied and pretended they’d never met.

[...] “Listen carefully to my words… If you want this pretty ass of yours to be marked by my fingers, you should be respectful and say only yes, sir.”
His other hand finally returns to my ass, but not in the way I’d like.
“I’m not going to repeat myself… do you understand?” Mr. Pollock asks, but he’s squeezing my throat, and I can’t answer him.
He’s stealing my breath, and all I can do is nod helplessly, listening to his sigh.
“What did I just say?” He squeezes a little tighter, making me gasp. “Hum?”
“Y- Yes, sir.” My voice comes out strangled while I rub myself against the bulge in his pants, making the chain of the clamp stretch and pinch my clit a little harder.
“Good girl.” [...]
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By day, Victoria is a successful manager known as the Iron Lady. By night, she's a submissive famous in the BDSM world for not liking to submit.
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With her boss's retirement, Victoria was confident she would be promoted. However, when his nephew is assigned the new CEO, her dream is shattered, and she's forced to work directly under the command of this arrogant, irresistibly seductive man…
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ㅤVictoria just didn't expect that her new boss also had another identity… A Dom known for teaching the way of a perfect submissive, and with no problem exposing his kinky side — unlike her, who had kept this secret by lock and key…
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ㅤAt least, that's what she's been doing all this time... until Abraham Pollock came into her life and put both of her worlds upside down.
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+18 READERS ONLY • BDSM

She wanted freedom...
They turned her into a weapon.

At the age of fifteen, Marina’s mother was murdered alongside the most powerful Don in the Sicilian mafia, before the wedding could even happen.
Now, almost six years later, just weeks before her 21st birthday, she’s ready to run.
From the rules.
From the blood.
From the Romano Famiglia—the only home she’s ever really known, and the cage she’s always wanted to escape.

But her “stepbrothers” have other plans.
Cesare, cold and calculating, the mafia’s right hand and loyal only to the throne.
And Matteo, the youngest, wild-eyed with a manic smile and a taste for blood.
They give her one job: seduce the enemy, earn his trust, and uncover what he’s hiding.
Her target? Enzo Bianchi, the second son of their enemy famiglia — a man as dangerous as he is captivating.

One deal.
One month.
One enemy to seduce.

But in the criminal underworld, playing with hearts always comes with a price.

And Marina is about to learn the hardest truth of all:
Freedom was never part of the plan.
Not when two demons guard the way out.

Ad Finem Fidelis.
Loyal until the end, even if she never had a choice.

I groan, leaning my body over his, resting my forehead against his shoulder.
“Ride me, Angel.” He commands, panting, guiding my hips.
“Put it in me, please…” I beg, biting his shoulder, trying to control the pleasurable sensation that's taking over my body more intensely than any orgasm I have felt alone. He's just rubbing his dick on me, and the sensation is better than any I've been able to provide on my own.
“Shut up.” He says hoarsely, digging his finger even harder into my hips, guiding the way I ride on his lap quickly, sliding my wet entrance and causing my clit to rub against his hard-on.
“Hah, Julian…” His name escapes with a loud moan, and he lifts my hips with extreme ease and pulls me down again, making a hollow sound that makes me bite my lips. I could feel how the tip of his dick dangerously met my entrance…

Angelee decides to free herself and do whatever she wants, including losing her virginity after catching her boyfriend of four years sleeping with her best friend in his apartment. But who could be the best choice, if not her father's best friend, a successful man and a convicted bachelor?

Julian is used to having flings and one-night stands. More than that, he has never been committed to anyone, or had his heart won over. And that would make him the best candidate… if he were willing to accept Angelee's request. However, she's determined to convince him, even if it means seducing him and messing with his head completely. … “Angelee?” He looks at me confused, maybe my expression is confused. But I just open my lips, saying slowly, “Julian, I want you to fuck me.”
Rating: 18+

Charlotte has been married to the love of her life for ten years, but living with him was nothing but misery.

When the patriarch of the Houghton family decided that his grandson would marry the last living Sinclair, Charlotte was happy. Her feelings for Christopher were thicker than blood and as deep as an obsession, so she held him tight and chained him to herself.

But there’s nothing Christopher Houghton hates more than his wife.

For all these years, they had hurt each other in a dance of love, hate, and revenge — until Charlotte had enough and ended it all.

On her deathbed, Charlotte swears that if she were given the chance to do things right, she would go back in time and divorce her husband.

This time, she’ll finally let Christopher go…
But will he allow it?


"My cock pulses again, and I take a sharp breath, feeling my innards twist with a strange desire that’s unknown to me.
Leaning against my room door, I feel the coolness of the wood through my shirt, but nothing can soothe this desire; each part of me shudders with the need for relief.
I look down, seeing the huge bulge marking the sweatpants...

“It can’t be…” I close my eyes tightly again and lean my head back against the door, “Hey, it’s Charlotte… why are you getting hard?”
She’s the woman I swore I’d never touch or love, the one who became a symbol of resentment for me. "

"Do what?'', I asked nervously. Damn, I am getting wet having him so close to me.

He smirks and says, "lick you up and down".

Before I can respond he lifts me place me on the counter snugs between my legs and starts kissing and licking me.

His tongue reaches my neck and I shiver. I grew wetter than I already was.

My body was getting hot, my common sense was gone, and I moved my bottom half closer to him.

Hinting to him that I want his fingers inside me. And he did just that, he slid one finger into me. As I got lost in the pleasure, he slid another finger into me.

"AHHHH...HARDER'', lost in the pleasure, I was on the verge of begging for more.


After her divorce, Cleo promised herself that she was done with men. And because of her history, she is determined to stay away from shifters as well. She didn't want a relationship or friendship with a man or a shifter.

However, her best friend Jazz just so happens to be mated with a shifter. A shifter who is the Beta of the most feared pack in America. For some reason, Cleo is drawn to the brother of her best friend mate. As fate will have it a fire happened. Leaving Jazz and Cleo to stay with the Alpha and Beta.

Valenzano wanted his mate for many years. One day he meets his mate who is human. A human who has a bad past with shifters. To not scare her away from him, West and her best friend Jazz keep it a secret that Cleo is Valenzano's mate.

Will Cleo be willing to be Valenzano's mate?
Read the spicy story to find the answer.

Reader description is advised this book contains, strong sexual content, strong language, and violence.

"Please... I'll do anything you say. I'll even be your slave."

"I'm sorry." Freida began to sob. Once the tears started, it was impossible to turn off the floodgates. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"No. Shush," he said, pulling her in for a tight hug. He stroked her hair gently, and she almost felt comforted. "You aren't sorry. Not sorry enough."

"Not Yet."

Freida knew she would regret making such promises to a guy like Damon—a sadistic bully who would show her no mercy—but she had no other choice.

She would have to suffer to save the people she loves, and living in the hope that Damon would stick to his promise to keep her secret.

But, as cruel and twisted as Damon can be, Freida finds herself wondering if there is another side to him.

Does she have what it takes to melt a heart of stone, or will she be completely destroyed by him?

He pinched her nipple, “I’m gonna let you do all the reckless shit you’ve never tried before."

“Mmm…” she moaned, her back arching into his thickness.

“Like what, Daddy?” she breathed, grinding up against his cock.

Matt’s eyes burned into hers. He leaned closer, his breath hot on her lips.

“Like getting tied up and teased until you beg me to let you cum.”


Strictly R18+

This is not a love story. If you’re looking for sweet romance, look elsewhere, this is not your book.

This is a book for those who want to explore the darkness within desire without shame.

“Her Forbidden Fantasies” is a collection of different short stories:

Book 1: Craving My Hot Stepfather
The story of innocent Princess, who accidentally seduces her strict stepfather and his best friend. A forbidden tale of family lust and dangerous temptation.

Book 2: Stepbrothers’ Plaything
Caroline and her three wicked stepbrothers. Dark, forbidden, taboo, dripping with BDSM, degradation, and raw power play.

Book 3: The Exhibitionist Wife
35-year-old married Vanessa craves the thrill of strangers’ hands on her body. Public sex, reckless adventures, and a husband who doesn’t know her secret.

Book 4: Forbidden Affairs with My Stepson
A taboo spark ignites when Wendy, a widowed woman, crosses lines with her stepson, Kelvin, in a whirlwind of forbidden desire.

Book 5: Delivered by the Priest (LGBTQ)
A remorseful lesbian seeks salvation in confession, but the priest offers her a very different kind of deliverance.

And more twisted tales of forbidden lust…

Each book is a complete story with its own messy, complicated characters, but all are tied together by one thread: the things we desire but can never say out loud.

I'll tear apart whoever hurt her, even if I have to kill half of my army!


Rati POV

Those men have the most disgusting smirk on their faces. One of them rips off my leggings and panties while the others hold me down roughly. I kick at him, but he grabs my damaged ankle, and I scream with desperate tears streaming down my face.

Just when I was about to accept my fate closing my eyes, I heard a growl that shook the ground. I feel the weight of Reem off me I repack and see a hand rip his heat off his body.

“MINE!”, an animalistic voice growls, and then I pass out.


Alpha Michael POV

Continuing to walk, I smell the stench of blood, sweat, and despair. At this point, the battle is over, and the injured of the opposing pack is rounded up.

Looking at her, I am in awe. She has beautiful raven hair paired well with her caramel skin, and even though she is battered and bruised, she is still insanely attractive.

Mate! She's my mate, the mother of my pups!

I'll tear apart whoever hurt her, even if I have to kill half of my army!


Alpha Michael is a ruthless Alpha. When he says jump, other Alphas say how high. The only thing is he is still a virgin. Growing up, he saw the consequences of Alphas spreading their seed. He has vowed never to jeopardize his Luna position. His mother taught him the importance of a Luna, stressing they are not just pup carriers but their equals. He promised his mother he would never have a girlfriend, mistress, or lover and that he would save himself for his true mate.

Rati Nymph is the daughter of a fallen Beta. At the age of 18, she became the mistress of the Alpha, who killed her father. She never cared if she found her mate; she was sure she never would as long as she was Mistress an Alpha. As fate would have it, her mate would make an appearance at a bad time. But fate doesn't stop there; she is stuck between her first and second chances. Unknown to her, linage carries a secret.

He escaped being a deceased and was saved by a girl at the brink of death, three years later he’s back to protect this girl and revenge on those that made him who he is.

Read now to find out about Avon’s journey.

She was sold to her greatest enemies…four ruthless Lycans who ruled with power, danger, and desire.
But fate had a cruel twist… they were her fated mates.

Mira was never meant to be theirs. Traded by her father as nothing more than a breeder, she vowed to destroy the monsters who took everything from her. Yet the moment their eyes met, the bond ignited—a connection that burned hotter than hatred itself.

They were cursed kings, trapped by a dark spell only her blood could break. The cruel irony? The curse demanded her death as the price for their freedom.

Torn between vengeance and the magnetic pull of their touch, Mira battles the very destiny that ties them together.
But secrets run deep in the Lycan world. Her father’s betrayal hides a truth darker than she could ever imagine…and the line between love and destruction blurs when the enemies she swore to kill become the only ones who can save her.

In a war of blood, magic, and forbidden desire, one question remains:
Will she destroy them… or will she become their obsession?

Vera was always trying to strive in her life, but it became chaotic when she met the half-werewolf and half-vampire billionaire, Zachary. Her mind kept saying that he was a walking danger, but her body and heart told the opposite.

How long will she be able to stand against her own?

“Say you want me.” I whispered to her.

“I don't.” Her voice was barely audible.

“You don't, huh? Then tell me, Chica, why are you so fucking wet for me?”

Camilla Torres didn't want to go out clubbing for her 21st birthday.

She didn't want her friends to dress her in slutty attire.

She didn't want to be kidnapped into the mafia world.

And most of all, she didn't want to catch the attention of Àlvaro Castillo, the head of the Italian mafia.

But life can't give you everything that you want. Sometimes, it gives you just the opposite.

I feel an urgent throb deep between my legs, and I lift my hips up invitingly as the wetness blossoms between them. I bite my lip as I imagine Aleksandr sliding his long cold tongue into my hot wet pussy, exploring the tight pink folds while he eats me out. My nipples harden under the silky fabric of the night dress as heat surges through me, a rush of primal need. But as I moan out his name in my moment of lust, I feel a cold, strong hand clamp around my throat, pinning me to the bed.

His icy blue eyes glitter cruelly in the dying firelight from the hearth as he bares his fangs inches away from my face, his lips parting in a wide smile.

“It’s time for your punishment, little slut,” he growls.


When eighteen-year-old Arianna Eaves meets her new stepfather’s thirty-five year old brother, she’s immediately drawn to him even though he’s almost twice her age. Little does she know, Aleksandr is no ordinary man - and their age gap is a hell of a lot worse than she could ever have imagined.

By day, Aleksandr Vasiliev is a notoriously arrogant drop dead gorgeous billionaire playboy. By night, he's a seven-hundred-year-old vampire, a master of both pleasure and pain. The moment he lays eyes on his brother’s sexy little stepdaughter, he wants her more than anything in the world, and he’ll do anything to have her.

Dive into a world ruled by creatures of the night, where filthy forbidden desires and erotic fantasies are unleashed in a steamy, scorching hot tale of lust and longing that will leave you breathless and begging for more.

Warning: This book contains erotic content, smut and very, very naughty language. This is an erotica romance and contains heavy BDSM. The story starts off with a slow burn then gets extremely hot and filthy as things heat up ;) Enjoy!

They hate each other, but they can't deny the fire of attraction blooming between them.


IT genius by the day and ruthless killer by the night, Lisa Volkov is the last daughter of one of the ruthless mafia families in the country. Level-headed and the pride of her father, she has never gone astray until distraction came in the form of the son of her family’s arch-rival.
Axel Ivanov: Sweet boy and the most popular boy in college, only a few know how lethal the blood that runs through his veins. He has been working his ass off to take over his family’s business and to prove himself worthy to his father. Lisa Volkov is a temptation he can’t afford to fall into, but he can't deny how addictive she is, after he has gotten a taste of the forbidden fruit.
Their combination is doomed to combust before it could even merge, but how far are they willing to risk things?

Rashel, an overly supportive wife and Luna to Alpha Seth, who helped her husband build his pack to become the envy of all, thought her life was finally about to take the best turn she had always hoped for. But nothing prepared her for the fall from grace to grass fate had for her.

It is tradition that any Alpha without an heir at age 35 would lose his pack to the next best contender. And in this case, Alpha Seth's younger brother, who was an arch enemy, was the next best available contender, and he was willing to do just anything to make sure his brother, Seth, lost the pack to him.

Disgraced and forced out of her pack after her husband found out he had a second fated mate, Rashel left with the one thing Seth needed to retain his pack – Her pregnancy.

She was given a second fated mate, who turned out to be the Alpha King, Jethro. The one man who held the entire werewolf nation in his palm.

Rashel thought that life had given her and her baby a second chance, since Alpha Jethro loved her to the moon and back. But what she didn't know was that her misery had only just begun, because not only did Seth regret letting her go, but now he desperately needed her and his child—the heir to his pack—back in his life. But this would be over Alpha Jethro's dead body.

Rashel is caught in the middle of an impending war between the man she once loved and the man with whom she gradually built a new life.

Now, she has to find out where her heart truly lies and whom she wants to spend the rest of her life with.

Ever since she was ten years old, Emilia Wagner's heart has belonged to one person—Niklas Becker, her older brother’s best friend. To him, she was just the annoying little sister who tagged along, always lingering in the background. But to her, he was everything her first love, her quiet protector, the boy who unknowingly held her heart. Years passed, and she buried those feelings deep, knowing he would never see her the way she saw him.
Now a college student, Emilia is no longer the timid girl from the past. She has grown, yet her feelings for Niklas remain unchanged. But he still sees her as his best friend’s little sister off-limits, untouchable. Or so she thinks. When fate forces them into close proximity, stolen glances turn into lingering touches, and unspoken words become impossible to ignore. Niklas, who has always kept his distance, begins to see her in a new light.
But love isn’t easy, especially when secrets, misunderstandings, and the fear of crossing a line threaten to tear them apart. As their undeniable chemistry ignites, Emilia is left wondering, will she finally become the woman he chooses, or is she destined to remain just a childhood memory?