Rotten Island

Welcome to the anthology that will leave you soaked, shaking, and begging to be next. Twisted women who thought they could walk away untouched. Possessive, unhinged men who made sure they never would. These men come for you in the dark corners of your life. These men don’t ask. They take. They take you until your thighs shake and your voice breaks. They edge you with filthy touches until you’re begging for the penetration they withhold just to watch you break. And the women? They’re not sweet innocents anymore. They’re bad girls who teased too hard, virgins who secretly ached to be wrecked, heartbroken sluts who spread for revenge, secretaries who sabotage just to feel the whip of punishment, students who hack grades to earn a professor’s cruel cock. They fight. They curse. They hate how much they crave it. Then they shatter—screaming, dripping, marked, owned. Every story drips with taboo heat: Men that don’t share unless they decide you’re worth passing around. Women that don’t escape, but beg to be ruined again. Warning: If you like romance with feelings and fade-to-black, run now. If you want to be left soaked, aching, and haunted by possessive daddies who wreck you senseless and call you their filthy little slut… Open the book. Spread your legs. Let them ruin you. One touch. One bite. One night… and you’re ruined for anyone else. One page in, and you’ll be touching yourself like the desperate slvt you were born to be. EXTREME CONTENT WARNING!!! This anthology is pure, unfiltered dark erotica. If you are triggered by any of the following, STOP READING Dubious/non-consensual consent Age gaps Voyeurism Step-family/taboo Daddy kink & heavy degradation Public sex Gangbangs, double/triple penetration, reverse harems BDSM

After I get abducted to Paradise Island, I've attempted escape twice so far in order to avoid becoming the rich's plaything. The first time I get caught, on that very same night, I receive a video of my fiancee, Lucille Hoffman, getting torn into pieces by a school of piranhas. The second time I get caught, my older sister, Edith Cox, whom I've relied on since I was young, gets mutilated by the kidnappers on a cruise ship. Driven by despair, I agree to bind myself to a system. "As long as you earn enough points, you can revive your lover and your sister." From that day onward, I shed my pride and ego. I allow the electrified collar to dig deep into my neck. I keep getting tormented time and again until I lose consciousness. After undergoing yet another organ transplant that's forced onto me, I stare at the points, which are enough for me to revive Lucille and Edith. That's when a trace of hope emerges from my heart. Just as I'm about to hit the "confirm" button with a trembling finger, I hear a burst of laughter coming from a corner. "That idiot actually thinks he's bound to a system! He's still working hard to gather points just to revive his sister and his fiancee! Little does he know that Paradise Island, their deaths, as well as the system, are all big fat lies!" "I know, right? The rich really have a way of grooming people, huh? Apparently, Ms. Cox and Ms. Hoffman faked their deaths and created a fake system for this guy just because he had slapped Mr. Trenton back then and refused to apologize to him or admit his mistake. That's why they put on this act in order to teach him a lesson and make him yield to them." "Shh! Drop this topic for now! Ms. Cox and Ms. Hoffman are here to check on the training progress…" I feel as though I've plunged into an icy abyss. My ears begin ringing from shock and disbelief. That's when the poison I've taken in advance starts kicking in. Before I know it, blood begins streaming down the corner of my mouth uncontrollably. Just as my vision is going dark, someone kicks the door open.

Run for the money. It’s part of the show. If he catches up, he won’t let go. Anya I’m in trouble—the kind that comes from a mobster and my irresponsible father. He killed himself and left me—and my underage sisters—holding the bag. Dmitri Ivanov wants half a million within two weeks, or he’s going to force us into the sex trade and keep my sweet little sister for himself. I’m desperate, so when I see the twisted reality TV show, “The Island,” I decide to compete. It’s only one weekend, and if the hunters don’t catch me, I get a million dollars. If they do, I still get paid—and extra for being a virgin. I just have to avoid getting trapped. But when I meet Spencer, maybe I don’t mind him catching and claiming me… Spencer My brother tricks me into coming with him for a weekend of hunting. I’m not into the outdoors and have never hunted an animal before. When I find out we’re supposed to hunt women instead, I’m ready to walk out. Until Anya walks in. One look at her, and I know she’s mine. I can’t fight the primal, possessive need to catch and claim her. There’s just one problem. If I have her for the weekend, how will I ever let her go? This is a contemporary romance with suspense and dark themes. While consensual, certain fantasy elements acted out between Spencer and Anya can be triggering to sensitive readers.

Being born on a remote island, princess Anatonia longs for adventure. Never been permitted past the castle walls what will happen when she meets two maids and two nights in training? And what will happen when strict parents meet the rebellious attitude of a teenager?

After a plane crash, I found myself on a deserted island. I had no knowledge of wilderness survival, nor did I have a Swiss Army knife. I started with nothing but my bare hands and a delicate woman by my side. The harsh nature, the despicable survivors, the savage primitive tribes, they all want me die? Be it nature, witchcraft, or elves, watch how I rebuild a civilization on this deserted island.

In the first year I was brought home, the phony heiress Viola Baker suggested a trip to Gold Island to build a sisterly connection with me. My fiancé, Jeremy Abbott, had joined us to ensure our safety. However, they ended up amassing significant gambling debts at the island's casinos. In a bid to flee, he abandoned me on the island as a hostage, vanishing without a trace alongside Viola. The casino staff restrained me, poised to unleash their wrath upon me. In my frantic struggle, I glimpsed a phone number labeled "Island Owner" on the leader's phone screen. "Could that be the number of my brother, who had cared for me for more than a decade?"