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Beware the eyes that stalk you in the dark. They are invisible when hidden behind a veil of ignorance, but they see all.

A dark, erotic romance filled with mystery and horror awaits failed journalist, Sarah Brixton after the death of her last living relative: her beloved grandmother.

Seduced by the promise of a financially stable life, Sarah agrees to the terms and conditions of the unorthodox last will and testament of her deceased relative. Little does Sarah know that by accepting the responsibility and ownership of the dwellings, she has ultimately sold her soul to the darkness that resides inside Tenebris manor. The Gothic manor house that she was warned away from as a child becomes central to the mystery she feels compelled to unravel.

Sarah is drawn to the enigma surrounds the elusive Lord Draven Tenibris. Strange things happen to her each and every day, and she gets the feeling that eyes are constantly watching her no matter where she goes.

Something dark and deadly wants to prevent her from unraveling the truth. So when Sarah soon starts piecing together the clues, and noticing the pattern of events, she realizes the predicament she is in, and the count down to fight for her life has begun.

Will she fall prey to the darkness or will Draven come to her rescue before it is too late?

Warning ⛔️ ⚠️This is an erotica collection. A collection of dark taboos romances. Things that are usually off limits but would want you craving for more. More ecstasy, more joy.

#Taboo romances: Stories about step-parents and family secrets. All types of love: Steamy tales for everyone, lesbian, gay, and more.

Wild passion: Stories where characters stop following the rules and follow their hearts instead.
Step-father and step-mother. Lesbian, gay and all bad-bad steamy beautiful things your imagination craves.

A collection of steamy tales where sins know no boundaries and desire walks the edge of passion and lust.

Between the weight of sins and the sting of redemption, lovers find themselves tangled in secrets and temptation.

Every story is a dance between control and chaos, lust and love, a reminder that sometimes, the most dangerous thing isn’t the sin itself it’s how good it feels.

They thought they killed their best strategist; they just gave him a promotion.
Cyprian Fenwick built the Beaumont Empire, only to be rewarded with a bullet and a watery grave. But death was just a hostile takeover.
Awakening with a cold, blue interface flickering in his vision, Cyprian discovers the Soul-Code System. He is no longer a man; he is the CEO of the Dead. From the city’s "Grey Layer," he begins headhunting the only employees who can’t be bought: the vengeful spirits of every genius, assassin, and accountant the Beaumonts stepped on to reach the top.
As his Ghost Conglomerate grows, the elite tremble at an invisible hand strangling their empire. But the System demands a brutal tax: for every tether he exerts on the living, Cyprian must trade a piece of his humanity. To destroy the occult cabal that murdered him, he must decide if he’s willing to become the very monster they fear.
The ledger is open. The debt is due. And the Boss is back.

“I do not want to stay here! Tell that to your lord!” She yelled at him. “He will take me back to Dragonsbane right now or I will bring this whole castle down!” -
Once every six hundred years, a ruling descendant of Axeris must offer up a pure breed daughter of Khione to the ancient spirits to keep the seal over the undead army of Osyron from breaking open and unleashing the wrath of the blood thirsty god upon the people of Astaroth and the other six kingdoms.
Lord Ryder’s rule falls under this year and he has his eyes set on Lyra, a pure breed descendant and princess of Dragonsbane, but there are complications when he tries to get her, she cannot remember him and he cannot offer her up if she is not in love with him.
Time is running out, the seal is very unstable and everything seems to be working against him as he is soon caught up in a whirlwind of impossibilities and forced to make a difficult choice.
There are secrets and twists as this is a tale woven into a maze of labyrinths, with each turn unlocking a new and unpredictable play out, until he is left standing against all he had ever believed in.

Everyone believed Ye Liuyun was trash, even himself.
No money, no talent, and no one he could rely on.
Bully, scorn and laughter, that’s what he deserved.
But Ye Liuyun never gave up working hard.
One day things had changed.
Ye Liuyun’s inner power was suddenly awakened.
He could cultivate a divine level spirit and became a supreme hero.
Slaying demons and exterminating devils, his adventures just started...
Money, beauty and power, he would grasp everything in his hands...

This novel is inspired by the Chinese Danmei novels, and the romance is between two men. When Jiang Yao first encountered Luo Xiao, the young boy resembled a piece of white paper. He was pure and untainted by the greed and despair of the outside world. Even so, the demon was moving forward, little by little and introducing various colors to this unblemished blank piece of paper, and slowly it turned into the most vivid and breathtaking painting. Luo Xiao's path takes him on a journey across the continent with the purpose of tempering himself through bloodshed and battle. By his side is Jiang Yao, a deadly guardian angel, ready to protect him in times of need, but after understanding the beauty of the diverse world, Luo Xiao is not longer willing to merely be protected and stay away from all approaching dangers. As the vast world allows Luo Xiao to embrace his future, he now aspires to stand at the top of the world alongside the Seventh Demon Prince, fighting to carve a path forward with relentless fierceness, ignoring fatigue and pain.

Marcello is a young Italian boss, who has built his empire on total intolerance and violence. Elsa's father is murdered in the most ruthless way, which gets Don Marcello involved, and his life entangled with this young mafia's daughter.

He kidnapped her, claiming his aim is to protect her from her father's murderers but it certainly does not seem like it because he is possessive and won't let her go!

Elsa is no innocent good girl either, she is more than ready to revenge her father's death and no handsome possessive devil can keep her caged, and make her sip tea while her father's murder enjoys her family's downfall!

Marcello and Elsa's life has to change, in a way that has them reeling with emotion, lust, passion, and dark secrets, and surely nothing will ever be the same again for the both of them.

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.

"They didn't just kill your men, Rhen. They built you from their ashes."

Captain Rhen Marek woke on a field of his brothers' corpses with a System that let him raise the dead, and something ancient already wearing his grief like a key.

He marched back to the capital smiling. Playing loyal. Playing broken.

While his legion grew in the dark.

While the dead whispered things that sounded more like him every day.

While the woman who designed the massacre watched him rise, and started to doubt her ending.

Three forces are using him.

He's only found two.

At my seventh wedding, they replaced me.

The Oracle pointed at me and screamed one word: "CURSED."

Father's hand cracked across my face. Mother tore the wedding dress off my body and shoved my cousin Seraphine into it.

"She'll marry him instead," Father said. "You'll destroy us all."

What they didn't know? A thousand years ago, our family made a blood pact with the Shadow Lord himself: if the eldest Ashford daughter remained unmarried on her twenty-sixth birthday, she belonged to HIM.

Today was my twenty-sixth birthday.

I begged Julian to run. "Please. We have until sunset."

He laughed. "The Shadow Lord's a fairy tale, Anna. Seraphine's just going through the motions. You're being dramatic."

Then he told my parents everything.

They locked me in the tower.

But the Shadow High Priest's warning was clear—at sunset, the Shadow Lord would come. And when he did, I'd drink the Potion of Forgetting and lose everything.

My memories. My name. My soul.

The clock struck five.

He was coming.

It was a rainy night, and I was running wildly down the road, that man chasing relentlessly behind me, a malicious grin carved into his face. Desperately searching for somewhere—anywhere—safe, the brightly lit bookstore not far ahead became my only glimmer of hope.

Then I tripped.

I struggled to scramble back to my feet, but the rain and slick pavement betrayed me, sending me crashing down once more. A sharp pain tore through my knees as the sound of footsteps behind me grew louder, closer. Panic surged. I clawed at the gravel submerged in muddy water, my fingertips just brushing against a sharp-edged stone when a low sigh breathed against my ear.

“You can’t run away.”

I turned my head.

He was already standing before me, rainwater streaming down his twisted face, his eyes gleaming with a crazed, cruel light. Slowly, he knelt down. One hand clamped around my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. A blood-curdling laugh slipped from his lips.

“I’ve finally got you tonight,” he said. “You’ll be mine forever.”

Will Claire survive? Will she escape her attacker’s assault?

This is a novel of extraordinary imagination—step inside and uncover the thrill… and the answer.

The biggest mistake of my life was falling in love with the wrong man.
The second biggest mistake was betraying the only man who had ever loved me.
The third biggest mistake was not leaving Veross City while I had the chance.
Now, I’m trapped in a dark room while he watches me every moment of the day and night.
I don’t know his real name, only the number Azael gave him in the medical facility—514.
Each time I tried to communicate with 514, he looked at me with hatred in his eyes, so I stopped trying.
There are others in the house, but I never saw them. Sometimes, I think they are a flicker of my imagination, but then I hear them talking.
I want to ask the others to help me, but it’s impossible since 514 sewed my lips together, silencing me. - this is what I have for Trapped and I will change it since it's not telling at all


My fingers find their way into her hair, and I pull her head back.
“Where is my cock, little nymph?”
“In my ass,” she whimpers.
I keep slamming into her, sending waves of pleasure through our joined bodies.
“And do you like how hard I’m fucking you?”
“Yes! Please don’t stop.”
I take her at her word and don’t stop. Not for a long time. If there’s one thing that I don’t lack, it’s stamina, and how long I can last.
After her fifth orgasm from my cock in her ass, I stop counting.
At some point, I stop recording, drop my phone to my feet, and grab her hips with my hands and fuck her senseless. “Please cum,” she starts begging when her legs no longer support her. “Please!”

Natalie Vane once trained at Osland’s Military Academy. Then her father was hanged for “treason,” her mother died, and she was sent to a border camp to serve. For three years she lived by one rule: obey and survive. When the camp falls, a black dragon, Tempest, lowers its head to her. Silas Cross, the Dragon Lord of Obsidian Keep, sees it and takes her.

Inside his cold fortress, Natalie gets a number, a clean room, and eyes on her at all times. Greta smiles while giving rules. Kain gives orders without anger. Silas says little and tests everything. He wants to know why his dragon wants her. He demands order, silence, and control.

Natalie keeps her head down, hides her fear, and uses the one skill she still has—reading ground, routes, and men. To live, she must bend without breaking.

Will she be Silas’s weapon, his weakness, or the spark that changes them both?

Content note: light BDSM (power imbalance, control, orders, restraint).

In the aristocratic wolf realm, Fiona, the daughter of the Marquis, endures a life of torment hidden behind the facade of nobility. Subjected to severe abuse by her stepmother, Fiona contemplates suicide but clings to her mother's dying words about a mysterious prophecy and her duty to survive.

When Fiona reaches the age of sixteen, she realizes that Arvis Windard, the son of the duke's family and the future alpha, is her destined partner. The Marquis and the Duke's families agree to arrange their marriage once Arvis completes his training in the Elf kingdom. Unfortunately, Fiona's once stunning appearance deteriorates due to ongoing mistreatment. By the time Arvis comes back, Fiona has changed so much that she is hardly recognizable.

Arvis rejects Fiona, revealing that he has found someone more compatible. According to the pack rules, Fiona gets expelled from the pack following the rejection and starts her new life as a rogue.

After leaving the wolf kingdom, Fiona finds herself in the demon realm, encountering the most powerful and ancient demon lord, Aphellios, who initially dismisses her as inconsequential and agrees to her suggested demise. But fate intertwines their paths as Fiona becomes a maid in his palace.

Arvis harbors ambitions for the Elf princess, the guardian of the Moonstone. The Demon Lord's ultimate goal aligns with Fiona's mate, creating a complex web of alliances and betrayals.

However, Fiona's resilience and charm soon pique Aphellios's interest as he grapples with conflicting emotions and a shift in his life purpose.
Amidst familial abuse and a twisted past, Fiona navigates a perilous journey, hiding her true identity and facing the Demon Lord's scrutiny.

As the prophecy is unveiled and people's hearts irreversibly become fixated on Fiona, where will it lead her?

The Devil Lord who killed my father wanted me to be his bride!

"You are the reason for my existence," Apollyon said huskily. "I belong to you. You possess me, Lilith," he added, his hand moved from her thigh which had a slit to her inner thigh.
"Stop, Apollyon," Lilith said.
"What if I don't?" Apollyon asked, peering deep into her eyes. "Say that I affect you," he proclaimed. His hand dangerously moved close to her forbidden region.
"Mmm..." And she moaned the next second, her strength of holding back crumbling into pieces.
Before Apollyon could pull away, Lilith pulled him down and kissed the Devil Lord.

In the Kingdom of Azuria, lived a young girl named Lilith. Her father was a renowned medical doctor for the Royal Family. Little did she know that her insatiable curiosity would unleash a series of unfortunate events, she inadvertently awakened Apollyon, the powerful Devil Lord who had been in a deep slumber for thousands of years which led to the tragic demise of her beloved father.
Seizing the opportunity presented by his awakening, the Devil Lord, Apollyon, swiftly secured control of Azuria by eliminating the entire royal lineage. The once-sealed devils were unleashed, and they began ruling over the humans.
As the years passed, Lilith matured into a resilient young woman. Apollyon, driven by a unique bond formed at the moment of his awakening, finally set his sights upon her, declaring her as his bride.
To Apollyon, Lilith symbolized his existence. However, for Lilith, Apollyon was the embodiment of her darkest nightmares.
Caught in the crosshairs of fate, Lilith must navigate a path where she does not only find her father's death mystery but at the same time, finds herself falling for Apollyon even in the darkness surrounding her.

She was young, pretty and innocent.. That's what attracted me to her like a bee towards flower.. I wanted to tame her innocence and make her mine.. So i joined her college as a professor even after me being the Mafia King.. I had everything planned but what i never planned was to fall in love with that young beauty.. But bringing her into my dark world is not something safe but I am too selfish to let her go.. She is mine.. I can't imagine her with anyone else other than me thus she is bound with me forever..

The world I live in is more dangerous than I realized, ruled by two secret organizations—the Dukes and the Lords, whom I've found myself entangled with—but not as dangerous as the treacherous man my father, a Duke of Veross City, insists I must marry. I ran away before he could sink his claws into me. I find myself forced to beg my former best friend—Alekos—for help. Alekos agrees, but he has a price. I must become not only his woman but also that of his two friends. What choice do I have? So I agree with his proposal.

I thought Alekos, Reyes, and Stefan would be my salvation, but they quickly show me they are like any other Lord—cruel, brutal, and heartless.

My father was right about one thing—the Lords destroy everything they touch. Can I survive these demons? My freedom depends on it.

I must endure all that Alekos, Reyes, and Stefan put me through until I can escape this savage city.

Only then will I finally be free. Or will I?

The Lords Series:
Book 1 - Shackled
Book 2 - Bought
Book 3 - Trapped 
Book 4 - Freed

“Alaric... more... more... please!” This causes him to penetrate one more finger, increasing the rhythm of the movement of his fingers. A scream escapes my lips as I feel his teeth penetrate my flesh, causing a burning sensation similar to the one I felt in my neck.
As the penetration of his fingers intensifies, he sucks my blood, making me close my eyes. My hands grip the bedsheet tightly, pulling it up.





My whole body trembles, showing that I’m at my limit, my intimacy contracting around his fingers as I reach the peak of pleasure. He stops sucking my blood, takes his fingers out of me, and starts sucking again, sucking so hard that I try to close my legs, but I’m interrupted.

Alaric slides his tongue all over my entrance, up my clit.

“Delicious, even more delicious, young lady.” He gets up and climbs onto the bed, sinking into the mattress with his weight, getting between my legs. “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

My eyes slide down to his member, so rigid, with the veins protruding, demarcating the entire length. He follows my gaze, smiling mischievously, putting the weight of his body on mine.

“Do you want to feel my cock penetrating you hard, young lady?”

Nyra let her desire speak louder, but will that be enough to make her leave her past behind?

Alaric had never been as attracted to a woman as he was to Nyra, especially after tasting her blood. He knew she was different from his concubines, perhaps some rules were needed to make Nyra his alone.

“From now on, you will be mine alone. Understand, Nyra?”.
Rating +18

A place of superstitions.

A place of curses.

A girl who was forced to sacrifice her life for the welfare of the village, and became a widow against her will.
Widowed? Or Married?

Ella Rosemane was satisfied with what little she and her family had. But one incongruous incident shatters everything she had and kills the spirit in her.

Stuck between being widowed and married, Ella found the curse around her was embraced by a stranger who was anything but a stranger to her.

I thought I was dead for sure. Hell, my blood has already run cold.
I snapped my eyes open only to realize the gunshot wasn't meant for me. But now, I'm being used as a human shield.
The first thing I saw was a man in all black holding a gun to my face.
He stands gallantly menacing, less than five yards from me. And despite the low light, I can see his shirt is only buttoned halfway as a jacket drapes loosely over his broad shoulders.
He is like Hades in a shirt.
"Answer me, motherfucker! Or I swear I'll kill her!" Blondie yelled, jabbing his gun at me and pulling me closer to shield himself.
"Who the fuck are you!"
The stranger returned his attention to my captor;
"You seem to have misunderstood this situation," He said with such calm and vindication, you'd think my life didn't matter.
He continued;
"I'm not the hero that saves the damsel in distress..." He paused,
"...I'm the Grim Reaper."

< Gunshot...! ><<
I froze in my spot, but I didn't feel dead.
"You're safe now." He said, walking up to me. He brushed hair from my wet cheeks as he pulled me closer.
And I just fell on him.
Without hesitating, I rise to my toes and capture his lips in mine.





***

Sapphire Sanchez is just a girl looking for momentary happiness when she makes a rather impulsive move.
Life hasn't exactly been fair to her, and her mother's condition isn't making it easier for her. Then everything turns upside down when a stranger saves her from three hoodlums.
Or maybe the right side up?
Either way, she just met Dimitri Griot, the terror of Silicone City, the Grim Reaper himself.
He has built his empire with the same ruthless vindication he delivers his judgment. And fussy romance wasn't on his agenda when a lowlife cunt got his heart beating in the wrong manner.
He wants her just as much as he hates the weakness.
She wants him even though he incites terror in her.
The condition of romance is clear, and the rules for power are final. It's one of nothing: Power, Vengeance, or Love
Neither of them can have it all. But the question is, which will either of them choose?

Marisol Torres had known hardship her entire life, but nothing could prepare her for the night her entire family was massacred. A ruthless gang stormed into their tiny home, slaughtering her parents and siblings while she lay helpless in a pool of blood. Left for dead but miraculously surviving, she emerged from the ashes with nothing but a scarred body and a heart consumed by vengeance.

 

Desperation led her into the hands of Rafael Montoya, a powerful and enigmatic mafia lord with a reputation as lethal as his charm. At his high-end nightclub, Marisol became more than just a dancer, she became his spy, his enforcer, and eventually his confidante. But beneath her obedience, she harbored a secret: every move she made was a step toward avenging her family.

 

Her world unravels when she spots one of her family’s killers in Rafael’s inner circle, a scarred man with a sinister grin. She’s certain he’s part of the gang that destroyed her life, but why is he so deeply connected to Rafael? As she digs deeper, shocking truths emerge: her father’s death wasn’t just a random act of violence. It was part of a calculated betrayal tied to her father’s hidden double life, and Rafael’s empire.

 

When Marisol confronts Rafael, his chilling confession shatters her: “Your father betrayed me, Marisol. His choices sealed your family’s fate.”

Now, with vengeance within reach, Marisol must decide: will she destroy the man who saved her but kept her in the dark? Or will uncovering the truth about her father lead her down an even darker path?

Can Marisol forgive the man who both saved her life and shattered it? Or will the weight of her revenge pull her into the very darkness she’s trying to escape?

When Lena Vale's father dies, he leaves behind nothing but debt — and not the kind any solicitor can settle.
Bound by an ancient blood contract she never signed, Lena is given seven days to present herself at Ashveil Manor, deep in the shadow realm of Veth, and give one year of her life in service to Lord Dorian Ashveil — the most feared vampire in a world she didn't know existed. She arrives under protest. The estate, apparently, listens.
Dorian is nothing like what she expected. He is cold, yes — centuries old, commanding, and devastatingly careful with everything he allows himself to feel. But he is also unexpectedly honest. And he stands when she enters a room, every single time, as if she is worth the gesture.
Lena tells herself it means nothing.
She is wrong.
As the months pass inside Veth's eternal dusk, the line between captive and chosen begins to blur. But darker forces are closing in — a rival clan with a weapon that runs on Lena's blood, a secret her father sold that could destroy everything, and a choice that no contract can make for her.
She came to Veth to pay a debt.
She may stay for something far more dangerous.
Crimson Vow is a slow-burn vampire romantic fantasy for readers who like their heroines fierce, their heroes worth the wait, and their love stories earned one impossible moment at a time.

Warning🔞🔞🔞: This story contains a lot of explicit violence, foul language, and gore scenes, which are strictly not for readers under 18.
“Six months! Within six months, I will make you want me so much that you will not be able to breathe without me,” he said as he kissed her earlobe while he straddled her on his lap.
“You are wrong; in six months I will have people dropping flowers in your coffin as they bid you farewell after I have driven a bullet into your head.” Scarlett rasped as she stifled a moan trying to escape her mouth.
“Then it's a bet, but I know fate will work in my favor.”
“No, fate will work in mine,” Scarlett blurted as she tried to pick up the gun by his side, but he yanked it off her hand as he locked his lips with hers.


Scarlett Kendrick lost her family at the hands of Logan Russo, a deadly mafia lord, and she swore on her parents' lives that she would avenge them if that was the only thing she could do, but her uncle ran into trouble, and she was used as a collateral bride to a gang boss.
But on her wedding day, as she made to escape the wedding, she was kidnapped by her sworn enemy, with no escape route, but had to agree to a game with him. A game that needed six months.
He only asked for six months; he wanted her to be by his side for six months, and if she didn't fall in love with him, he would let her go, but Scarlett challenged him instead. She would get him killed in six months and not fall in love.
Would any one of them have their wish granted in six months?

Adam Blake travelled into the future over two thousand years later in the era of great interstellar development and became a small, down-on-his-luck lord of a planet in the Milky Way Galaxy. He activated the pirate system, and from then on became a pirate lord who made people scared. A certain Baron, ‘What! That madman came to my territory and looted the natural ingredients again!' A certain Viscount, ‘Bastard!...

Lost in the land of nightmares… Cait Weerd has reached Angere in the company of Ran, Nox and the dead witch-girl she carries within her. Now all she has to do is cross the land of the undain without being captured, steal the Grimoire from the Witch King himself, and then, somehow, make it across the famously uncrossable river An. Oh, and it would be quite nice if she could rescue Danny, too. Meanwhile, in our world, Fer and her companions must find Johnny’s lost guitar and use it to reach the safety of Andar. But Genera and the undain are closing in, and not everyone will survive the battle.

At 18, Iris Hawthorne’s world shattered the moment a man in military boots kicked down her door. Donovan Sharpe, the ruthless and legendary arms dealer, dragged her into his dark, dangerous realm as if she were a helpless kitten.Wild, feral, and dangerously possessive, he growled his claim:“Iris, you will only ever smell like me. So much as one person lays a finger on you, and they won’t live to see the sunrise.” He burned every bridge behind her, yet lavished her with all his gentleness: “Iris, even if the sky falls, I will put your happiness first.” Then came the day she ran. To save her, Donovan charged alone into a hail of bullets. Amid the rubble, bloody and broken, Iris nuzzled his blood-stained chest and whispered softly: “Donovan… come any later, and I’m done with you.”

Before I died, I married mob boss Dante in my sister's place.

Five years of marriage, and I was nothing but her replacement. He hated me for stealing her spot. My parents were ashamed I couldn't make him love me. Everyone just waited for her to come back.

Christmas Eve—fire tore through the mountain estate. Dante's first move? Sprint straight to my sister, fresh off the plane. My parents escaped right behind him. Nobody remembered the pregnant wife locked in the dressing room. Smoke and flames took me and my baby while they held each other outside, celebrating they'd made it out alive.

I opened my eyes on the day they cornered me with divorce papers.

My parents threw the documents at me. My sister stood there smirking, ready to slide into my place. This time? I didn't cry. Didn't beg. I picked up the pen and signed.

They wanted me gone? Done.

The Zhang family needs an heir!
But this time, the father of “Zhang Chengyi,” a stern and serious young executive,
proposes an unexpected solution:
He asks the daughter of the nanny who used to take care of him to become a surrogate mother and bear a child to continue his family line.
But things take an unexpected turn…
The surrogate-to-be turns out to be a pretty young omega
named “Phapfan,” whose scent of fresh milk is tantalizing
enough to make an alpha like him lose composure!
Chengyi, who has always been cold and indifferent,
suddenly finds himself shaken by this omega, Phapfan.
Could this be more than just a typical surrogacy arrangement?

My best friends and I were out dancing at one of the hottest clubs around, when I heard the two words I loved most. In a loud, rough, gravely tone I heard, “Baby Girl!”
I turned around looking everywhere in the darkness of the club with the mixture of strobe lights in my face, but I didn’t see anyone. There was no way it could be possible. He was a dream. Just a dream. It wasn’t real.
Just then I heard it again, a little louder this time, “Baby Girl!”
I turned around searching through the mixture of the surrounding bodies. I still didn’t see anything. I thought I must be losing my mind. I shook my head to clear it.
But then I heard it a third time, louder than the rest, “Baby Girl!”
I turned around and that’s when I saw him.
Standing tall and lethal where people had moved back away from him to give him space was my dream guy.
He wore black jeans that fit him like a second skin just like his black wife beater. The black wife beater showed off his sleeves of tattoos. Black tennis shoes that looked expensive. A black hat that he wore backwards covering up his inky, black hair with a chunk of hair peeking through. A black right eyebrow piercing and black earring in his ear that stood out on his very pale skin without blemishes or flaws. His green eyes that were so bright and multi-colored they practically glowed in the darkness of the club. His lips were pale pink, perfect and oh so kissable with the bottom lip a little puffier than the top.
My dream man has somehow, some way, came to life, and I am going to figure out how.

She was the girl he saved.
Now, she's the woman who refuses to let him go.

After escaping a lifetime of illness and pain, Holly is no longer Ava’s sick little sister—she’s fierce, fearless, and obsessed. David Hunt, Aka Mason Brown, the ex-spy who once betrayed her family and saved her from their murderous father, disappeared the moment she got him out of prison.

But Holly hasn’t stopped thinking about him since.
Ignoring her sister’s warnings, Holly abandons everything—her life, her country, her name—to track down David Hunt. And when she finds him? He’s not the ghost she expected. He’s thriving, hiding in plain sight, building a new life and trying to forget the sins of his past. But Holly won’t let him forget. She wants him. And she’ll fight anyone who gets in her way—including her own blood.

What begins as a one-sided obsession soon becomes something darker, more dangerous—and far more mutual. But when the daughter of David Hunt’s old enemy resurfaces with blackmail and a plan to destroy Ava and Orion once and for all, David is forced to become the villain again… and this time, he’ll use Holly’s love to do it.

In a world of secrets, manipulation, betrayal, and forbidden love—can obsession survive the truth?
Or will it burn them both alive?

I am a direct descendant of the progenitor of the vampires, the Night King Dracula, who has been asleep for three hundred years.

On that night when my power was not yet fully awakened, I was betrayed by my beloved, humiliated by my family, and watched helplessly as my beloved Emily teetered on the brink of death.

When all hope points to the abyss of despair, a legendary holy spring that even darkness trembles with becomes the final light of salvation.

To save Emily, I resolutely stepped into the Holy Spring and underwent the ultimate purification by the power of light.

A miracle was born.

“Emma Grace?”
“Yes.”
“I’m sorry to tell you this but he didn’t make it.” The doctor says offering me a sympathetic look.
“T-thank you.” I say with a trembling breath.
My father was dead, and the man who killed him was standing right beside me this very minute. Of course, there was no way I could tell anyone this because I would be considered and accomplice for even knowing what happened and doing nothing. I was eighteen and could be looking at prison time if the truth ever got out.
Not long ago I was trying to get through my senior year and getting out of this town for good, but now I have no idea what I will do. I was almost free, and now I would be lucky to make it another day without my life completely falling apart.
“You’re with us, now and forever.” His hot breath said against my ear sending a shiver down my spine.
They had me in their tight grip now and my life depended on them. How things got to this point it's hard to say, but here I was…an orphan…with blood on my hands…literally.


Hell on earth is the only way I can describe the life I have lived.
Having every bit of my soul being stripped away each and every day by not only my father but by four boys called The Dark Angels and their followers.
Tormented for three years is about all I can take and with no one on my side I know what I have to do...I have to get out the only way I know how, Death means peace but things are never that easy, especially when the very guys who led me to ledge are the ones who end up saving my life.
They give me something I never thought would be possible...revenge served dead. They have created a monster and i am ready to burn the world down.

Mature content! Mentions of drugs, violence, suicide. 18+ recommended. Reverse Harem, bully-to-lover.

Small town, small-minded people, small expectations, and big A-holes.
Lilith Deville is the new enigma at Lakeside Preparatory Academy, a prestigious high school by a river and not a lake, which makes sense, not. Already she hates it despite its beautiful landscape.

Between riding her dirt bike through the sacred lands of the natives, plotting against those she meets, and holding greasy truckers at gunpoint, Lilith makes no time for love or friendship. Forever the walking mystery (read misery) of her new home and school.

That is until Nokosi Locklear catches her eye with his arrogance and a hard, toned body that she’s certain she doesn’t want to climb.

Shoved up against a locker by him in her first week, she sets him in her wicked sights.

Life is only fun when you have somebody else’s pain to focus on. So long as you stay detached. Something Lilith will find is impossible to do when it comes to Nokosi. A guy with looks but no charm. Strength but no power. Love but no morals.

With a serial killer roaming the States, taking victims one by one, a past in Nokosi’s eyes that he tries to hide, and a mother that would rather work than keep her daughters happy, Lilith finds plenty of time to spare and plenty of things to keep herself occupied.

Note: This is your only trigger warning. Read at your own risk.

Death should have been the end.

Instead, I wake in the past, my boyfriend kneeling with a ring and the memory of my fall still ripping through my head.

This time, I remember the stranger who pushed me.
This time, I know what’s coming.

Fate has rewound the clock.
It won’t tame me.

I’ve already died once in a wedding dress.
If darkness comes for me again, I’ll meet it on my terms.

"What do you know about the ZOO?"

Born from the fertile imagination of bestselling author Michael Anderle

One might think that getting someone away from one of the most dangerous jungles in the world would be an easy task.  But not if that person was Dr. Courtney Monroe.

Jeremiah Johnson needed a job, and Retired Marine Colonel Anderson needed a man with Johnson's particular skills, and a team built to get the job done.

Now.

Was this a match made in Heaven, or Hell?

The answer depends on which side of Savage's gun your people happened to stand.

The safe end, or the business end.

Inside the ZOO isn't the only place people where people act greedy. Dr. Courtney Cox has taken control of her Dad's legacy - she merely needed two men to help make it happen.

Will Anderson and Savage stay up to the task.

Go up and click on the 'Read Now' button and enter a knock-down drag-out story where the last man standing is the one who rights the wrongs.

Or at least the one who writes the story in the history books.

Andrew has been on the battlefield for eight years defending the kingdom from an empire that refused to leave them alone. Finally, a ceasefire was reached.
Returning to a land he has not seen in many years, can he make it a home again? Will those he fought for accept him in their communities? or will Andrew turn the land he fought for into a battlefield of its own?
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For the sake of maintaining her sister’s marriage, Rose was schemed by her mother and sister having slept with her sister’s husband, Vincent.
“Vincent’s drunk now. Come to his place.”
They naively thought they had Vincent fooled so easily. However, who would have thought Vincent had already known their scheme at the very beginning. And he didn’t immediately expose their scheme. Instead, he just cooperated with them to complete their show. One night, Vincent caught the drunk Rose at the bar and brought her to a hotel.
“I’m so hot. Can you help me with the heat?”
“Sure. But don’t regret it.”
“I love you, only you. Not a substitute for your sister.” Vincent gently whispered in her ear and his lips curved in a smile.

I feel the gentle scrape of his teeth against my nipples, first one, then the other. He takes one into his mouth, sucking it in, his tongue dancing over my sensitive skin while his teeth graze gently. My hand instinctively reaches up to grip his hair, pulling him closer as I guide his mouth harder against my breasts, the sensation overwhelming and too delicious to resist.

His hand slides up under my shirt, his fingers splaying across my warm skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. With a slow, careful roll of his hips, he presses himself against me, igniting a fierce, pulsing heat that spreads through my entire body. 

Suddenly, I could feel his dick jerk to attention beneath my undulating hips, and he places his hands on either side of my head as he began to groan loudly. 


After moving to a small town, she feels an irresistible pull towards an ancient castle perched on a hill. Unbeknownst to her, this castle is home to the Alpha Prince of a hidden werewolf pack. Each night, she experiences intense dreams about the prince that make it hard to tell what’s real and what’s just in her head. What she didn't know was that they had actually met when Alpha was 7 years old, and she was taken away from him and never heard from again. Although he had great power and noble status, he never stopped missing her. Many years later, they finally met again. As their lives intertwine, the chemistry between them intensifies, leading her to wonder if their bond is destiny or something far more perilous. Caught between her dreams and reality, she must confront her deepening feeldeepthe Alpha while uncovering secrets that could alter everything she knows.

Nobody knew where they came from, they carried the aura of destruction and the whole universe trembled at their might.

A young man who was bent on combating their evilness was born. He fought his way up, he was invincible , he had the system and he was the Lord of the Martials.

I thought I was the luckiest woman in the world.
My husband was handsome and seemed to love me deeply. His gentle and attentive nature made my family and me believe that he was the best husband in the world.
However, everything changed when a woman from his past appeared and uncovered the truth about their history, revealing the real reason he married me.
It turned out that I had been deceived. All his affection and care were nothing but an act. Our marriage existed solely as a way for him to take revenge for the pain caused by his younger sibling.
Could I still bring myself to hold on to this marriage, when my heart was already filled with disappointment?
This was never the marriage of my dreams.

" You were born to be mine , you are mine and you are going to be ...... only mine "

He spoke in his Hoarse , deep voice sending shivers down her spine. Her petite body trembled as he gaze at her with his Hawk eyes. His hand slowly caressed her cheek , lovingly as he took a careful view of her face.

" Stay away ! "

She screamed as she tried to push him away but he was not gonna let her push him away.

He looked dead mad hearing her words. His blood shot red eyes dug holes into her brown orbs and her back sank into the wall behind her as he slammed his both fists onto the wall.

" you belong to me "

He made it clear to her but she was not gonna let him play with her like that.

" I-I'm- getting engaged- "

She looked up to him in the eyes and she witnessed his darkened eyes. He licked up his dried up lips and all of a sudden , stood up straight , letting her breath in relief but that did not last long when he grabbed her frail arm in his tight grip and dragged her all the way towards his bed , pushing her onto the bed as her body bounced twice.

" do you really think you can get enagged to him ? Let me show you tonight and after that you will know ......... Whose sinful obsession you are "

I came to watch her die.

The last of the Dusk bloodline. Royal, radiant, and as foolish as the ones who betrayed me centuries ago. She was meant to burn like the rest of them. I wanted her human ash beneath my boots.

But then she begged.

Tears. Shaking hands. That cursed face I should have hated… and yet, I couldn’t look away. I should have let Death take her. Instead, I made her mine.

Resurrected by my power, reborn in shame, Princess Aurelia Dusk now walks among Vampires. She doesn't know it yet, but my brothers, my Legion, have noticed her.

Xavier wants to worship her. Syre wants to adore her. And me?

I want to ruin her.

I killed my elder brother, took over his identity, and indulged in everything he had worked so hard to gain.
Just when I thought life would stay perfect forever…
Years after my marriage, I came home one day ready for dinner.
My gaze froze firmly on the opposite side of the dining table.
There sat a ragged little boy covered all over in dirt and grime.
His face… looked exactly like mine ten years ago.

With her husband feeling more like a distant roommate, Nikki, an ex-college soccer player, knows there's more out there for her but scared to leave the comfort of her normal, usual, secure life. One night, during a massive storm, lightening strikes as a new player, Shane, joins her team. The second their eyes meet, time stops. She knows this person has always lived in her heart and soul. What is this feeling? It's illogical, it's fantasy, it's supported by all of the physical evidence you could throw in front of her. What the hell even is a soul mate, anyways? There's only one way to find out without actually having to interact with the dark haired stranger in real life...inviting him to dream with her. Will he join her?

I watched my husband dote on his pregnant mistress while the doctor told me I had three months left to live.
For ten years, I lived like a ghost in his mansion—paying his bills, enduring his lies, carrying a marriage he never valued. He assumes I’ll never leave because he’s footing the cost of my mother’s cancer treatment.
He’s right. I do need the money.
But I refuse to spend the rest of my life watching him love another woman.
The divorce papers are on the table. And this time, I’m not pleading.
I’m choosing myself.

"How much longer are you going to drag this out?! "My husband, Julian, kicked the bathroom door open, violently snapping my lipstick in half. "I don't have time to waste on a psycho. Find your own way to the gala!"
He snatched the unlabeled bottle from the vanity, dry-swallowed two capsules, and slammed it back down before driving off.
When I arrived at the gala alone, his mother asked where he was.
"He'll be here later," I said with a perfect smile.
But I knew he would never make it.

Chloe Nightshade was destined to be the next Alpha of the Night Pack—until everything changed in one devastating moment. Stripped of her wolf and cast down to the lowest rank, she must navigate a world where power is everything and she has none.

When the infamous Alpha Marcus Shadowmere claims she’s his fated mate, Chloe’s world turns upside down again. But Marcus doesn’t remember a broken girl—he remembers someone else entirely. Someone Chloe can’t recall being.

“You don’t remember me at all, do you?”

In a realm where wolves determine worth and enemies lurk in shadows deeper than anyone suspects, Chloe must uncover the truth about what really happened to her. But the closer she gets to the answers, the more dangerous the questions become.

And the secrets she’s forgotten? Someone will kill to keep them buried.

“I’m done being a victim. I’m done being protected from my own life.”

Can a broken bond be healed? Can forgotten memories be reclaimed? Or will the secrets threatening to tear apart the pack world destroy them both first?

Some fates are worth fighting for. Others are worth dying for.

A tale of lost power, forbidden love, dangerous secrets, and the strength that comes from within.