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“You're going to beg for mercy but what I’ll give you is pleasure, the kind that makes you forget you’re the one being destroyed” ————— Brutalized by cruel words and relentless ridicule, she was once the outcast — humiliated, broken, and branded unworthy especially by the golden boy everyone admired. He was adored. She was discarded. His actions left wounds that never healed, branding her as unlovable. But fate had a cruel sense of irony , he became the man she was forced to get engaged to. Refusing to be trapped in a life with her tormentor, she rejected the proposal. But when tragedy struck, her world shattered. With no other choice, she accepted the engagement… and then disappeared. Years later, she re-emerged, transformed and reborn with a new identity. Her beauty now a weapon. Her confidence, dangerously seductive. Her soul burned with one purpose: revenge. No longer the weak girl everyone once tore apart, she sets out to make everyone who broke her pay, especially him. The golden boy, her original sin. She’ll lure him in, make him fall for her, and break him with his own sinful obsession all in the name of revenge. But as his desire twists into possession, and his obsession turns deadly, their game spins out of control. Will she be the one to finally break him, or will his darkness consume them both, trapping them forever in forbidden desires? This story is a dark, slow-burn forbidden romance of twisted love, obsession, and revenge. It’s a tale of intense desires, passionate encounters, and the destructive power of unchecked emotions. Reader discretion is advised due to mature themes, explicit content, and emotionally intense scenes.

THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEX SCENES. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. I Was Never Yours is an emotional romance story about love, power, and emotional survival in a world where affection can feel like control. Amara once believed in love with her whole heart. She believed in promises made under soft lights, in quiet conversations that felt like forever, and in a future she thought was guaranteed by a man who made her feel deeply chosen, until he didn’t. Julian is a man shaped by control, success, and emotional distance. To him, vulnerability is weakness, and love is something he can manage rather than surrender to. Years ago, Amara and Julian shared something intense but undefined, a relationship built on emotional closeness without public labels or clear promises. It was passionate, quiet, and dangerously addictive in its secrecy. Then Julian walked away without explanation. Not with betrayal. Not with arguments. Just silence. Years later, fate forces them back into each other’s world when Amara becomes an employee in his powerful company. But time has changed everything. The girl who once waited quietly is gone. In her place stands a woman who understands emotional survival, boundaries, and self-worth. Now the power has shifted. Julian wants her back, not just as a lover, but as someone he can emotionally possess again. He begins careful, strategic moves to stay close to her, protect her, and slowly pull her back into his emotional orbit. But Amara has learned something dangerous from heartbreak. She can love him… but she refuses to belong to him. As emotions resurface, both must confront healing, obsession, pride, and the question of whether love is about holding on or choosing each other again every day.

Preview:“Pin her to the ground. Dom, you keep those damn legs down.” Dante coughed as he stood up to regain himself. They wanted a weapon. They created a queen. Novalee Ashford had a simple life-a job she tolerated, a husband she adored, a future she believed in. Then Dante Santoro decided she was his. Ripped from everything she knew, Novalee is thrust into a world of violence, cruelty, and impossible choices. The Santoro family doesn't just want to own her body-they want to remake her soul. Under their brutal tutelage, she transforms from victim to weapon, from captive to bride. But Novalee has a secret: she remembers who she was. And she's planning something they never expected. Vengeance. With Atlas-the guard who was supposed to keep her caged-as her unlikely ally, Novalee plays the deadliest game of her life. Every smile hides a blade. Every submission masks rebellion. Every moment brings her closer to the reckoning they deserve. They wanted to create a monster. They succeeded. Marked, Broken and Carrying his Heir is a dark romance containing mature themes and graphic content. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ****WARNINGS**** Explicit sexual assault/rape Non-consensual sexual situations Explicit consensual sexual content Sexual degradation and humiliation Forced sexual performance Violence: Graphic murder Torture Domestic violence and abuse Blood and gore Beatings and physical assault Captivity & Control: Kidnapping and imprisonment Human trafficking elements Forced marriage Psychological manipulation and gaslighting Conditioning and breaking Loss of autonomy Trauma & Loss: Pregnancy loss Forced hysterectomy Suicide Grief and mourning PTSD symptoms Other: Forced drug administration Starvation/food control Sleep deprivation Isolation Death of spouse

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY ER*T*CA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SE*UAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. BLURB: Explicit Content Reader Discretion Strongly Advised This dark romance collection contains extremely graphic sexual content, including intense BDSM, power exchange, rough s*x, degradation mixed with praise, orgasm control, impact play, breeding kink, and explicit M/F/M threesomes with MM action. It features significant age gap relationships , total power exchange, consensual non-consent (CNC) roleplay, and other taboo elements. The characters explore dark, filthy, and emotionally intense dynamics that some readers may find disturbing or offensive. If you are easily triggered by raw, explicit, morally gray, or extreme sexual content — this collection is not for you. For those who crave scorching hot, unapologetic erotica with deep romance, intense kink, and raw passion… welcome to LUSTFUL DESIRES. ------- “Ride it while you recite your rules,” he said, voice rough. Lena lowered herself onto the thick toy, breathing loudly as it stretched her. “No panties… when I’m with you…” she gasped, rolling her hips. Marcus stood in front of her, slowly stroking himself. “Louder.” “No panties… daily texts… no coming without permission…” She was doing herself harder now, tears of frustration and pleasure running down her face. “I belong to you, Sir. My pleasure is yours.” “That’s my girl.” He finally pulled her off the t*y, bent her over again, and slammed his little one into her in one brutal thrust. “Arghh!” Lena screamed.

She was always the good girl. Until heartbreak made her reckless. Elena Sinclair thought marriage meant forever. But five years in, her “forever” has become a gilded cage of pain and betrayal. She’s the wife who couldn’t give him a child. The barren disappointment. And for that, her husband offered her a cruel compromise… an open marriage. One that gave him the right to find someone who could carry his heir. The next day, he brought a pregnant woman home. The same woman who was first introduced as his cousin. The humiliation doesn’t end there, his mother lashes out… hurling insults and even fists, while her husband turns a blind eye. Not once has he defended her. Not once has he shown her love. She’s nothing more than a placeholder… a name on a marriage certificate. The cruelest part? She loved him. She loved him long before the vows, long before the lies… so deeply it blinded her to who he really was. Now, to make him jealous, she turns to the one man she should never touch: Jaxx Moretti, her husband’s younger brother. The dangerous one. The black sheep of the Sinclair family. The man who once made her high school years hell… and now has every reason to destroy her husband's legacy. What starts as a twisted game soon ignites into something raw, addictive, and completely forbidden. But Jaxx isn’t just her escape. He’s everything her husband isn’t. Because the deeper she sinks into Jaxx's bed… The harder it becomes to crawl back out. Content Warning: This book contains mature themes intended for adult audiences (18+), including explicit sexual content, toxic relationships, manipulation, and emotional trauma. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Warning: This book is an explicit 18+ taboo romance containing graphic sexual content, age-gap relationships, cheating, betrayal, non-consensual elements in a drunken context, strong language, and dark obsessive themes. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Synopsis Nineteen-year-old Elara Voss is still a virgin a fact she’s fiercely guarded while juggling college classes and late-night shifts as a waitress at an upscale club. She’s only been dating Kael Rivera for a week, and they’ve already planned to lose her virginity together on his birthday. But one reckless night, rowdy customers push excessive alcohol on her. Drunk, dizzy, and unsteady on her way home, Elara is “rescued” by a tall, commanding stranger in his forties. In her alcohol-fueled haze, she throws herself at him, kissing him desperately and begging for his touch. The stranger, Damien Rivera, tries to hold back, but Elara’s need overrides everything. They end up in a luxury hotel where he claims her hard and deep for her very first time. Elara screams through the pain and pleasure, her body arching as she demands more, lost in the most intense ecstasy she’s ever known. Damien obeys, fucking her relentlessly until she’s shaking and spent. The next morning, shame crashes over her. Elara accuses Damien of rape, sobbing that she was saving herself for Kael’s birthday. Damien calmly insists she initiated every moment and even offers to send her money, but she refuses and flees in tears. That same evening at Kael’s birthday party, Kael excitedly introduces Elara to his father. The world stops. The man who took her virginity so perfectly the one whose touch she still craves is Damien Rivera, Kael’s dad. Horrified and panicking, Elara tries to bury the secret and stay loyal to her boyfriend.

"First thing I thought about this morning was going to your room and fucking you right next to Wolf so he'd stay away from you." He lifted me off the floor with insulting ease, and in one second, I was back on the chair, my arms still tied behind my back. He pushed my thighs backwards so I was completely open and exposed. "Decker— nnngghh!" My eyes blacked out as his cock started thrusting into me. "That's not what you're supposed to call me, baby," He said as he kept pushing in. "Look at me. I want to see you." I did. Decker Kane looked like he was seconds away from combusting, and then he rasped out like he was about to die. "You're so fucking beautiful." Then he kissed me. --- I've been in love with Decker Kane since I turned eighteen and realized every filthy dream I had at night was about him. He's my father's best friend. The Vice President of the Iron Clad Kings. Seventeen years older than me, and completely off-limits. So I ran. Tried to be normal. Tried to want someone else. Three years later, I'm back. Baseball bat in hand, engagement destroyed, and my body burning for the only man I've ever truly wanted. Decker can keep fighting it. But I'm going to make the Reaper King break. And when he finally claims me... I'll be exactly what I was always meant to be. Property of Reaper King. ——— Trigger Warnings: This book contains mature themes including: violence, explicit sexual content, death, mentions of drug addiction, toxic family dynamics, and morally grey protagonists. Reader discretion is advised.

⚠️ WARNING: This book will ruin you for vanilla sex. Side effects include spontaneous wetness, missed deadlines, "one more chapter" syndrome at 3 AM, and explaining to your partner why you suddenly have ideas. Reader discretion advised. Vibrator recommended. For readers 18+ who like their fantasies FILTHY and their boundaries FLEXIBLE. She didn't know she needed five frat brothers until her boyfriend offered her up as initiation. She didn't know she craved her stepdad's best friends until they caught her skinny dipping. She didn't know she was a fertility goddess until the clinic offered natural insemination. Now she knows. DIRTY DREAMS is a scorching collection of no-holds-barred erotica for women who want MORE. More men. More holes filled. More loads taken. More of the fantasies you've only whispered about in the dark. Inside you'll find: → Gangbangs that leave her dripping and delirious → Taboo encounters with men who should be off-limits → CNC scenarios that blur every line you thought you had → Breeding rituals designed to fill her up and knock her up → Good girls corrupted, wives shared, and innocence absolutely wrecked From fraternity basements to fertility clinics, from camping grounds to cult ceremonies, these stories don't tease – they deliver. Every hole. Every load. Every filthy fantasy you've been too ashamed to Google. This is not your mother's romance novel. This is the book you hide on your Kindle. This is the book you read with one hand. This is the book that finally scratches that itch. Contains: gangbangs, reverse harem, dubcon, breeding, taboo relationships, CNC (consensual non-consent), age gaps, degradation, cum play, and absolutely zero apologies. All characters are 18+. All scenarios are fiction. All orgasms are guaranteed.

Labeled the harbinger of calamity from birth, she was nameless, discarded, and hated by the kingdom. Yet, she moved through life, hoping to awaken her wolf and find her mate. It was her consolation, only to be slapped in the face with the brutal reality shortly after: she was wolfless and rejected by her mate for her twin sister, the darling of the kingdom. She awaited death, the brutal end of every Harbinger of Calamity who couldn't redeem themselves with a wolf or a mate. However, at the last minute, she was forced to take her twin sister's place, and become the bride of the Grand Preceptor/Tutor, an enigma who only left his legend but no face. Rumor said he was the oldest man in the kingdom, barely holding on to his last breath. "He is desperate for an heir," Her father, the Duke said, "Give him a child by all means. Everything he owns must belong to this family. If you can do that, I'll make sure you own land, properties, and titles." "Don't blame us for how we treated you all those years, it's your fault that you were born with a curse. So, don't let this opportunity to redeem yourself go." Her mother. "I could even take you as my concubine if you succeed," her ex-mate, the crown prince. But why is the man who was said to be old and feeble, and dying soon, looking younger and stronger than the crown prince himself? Why is the man who was said to be desperate for an heir telling her, "Put your clothes back on, you're not a vessel for my heir, you're my Luna."? And why does he look at her like she's the air he breathes? "We will make them pay," he kissed her tenderly.

At my formal betrothal announcement ceremony, Carmelo Conti, the old Don of the Conti Famiglia places the ring that symbolizes the authority as a Don before me and tells me to choose my groom. Whoever I choose shall become the heir. I don't hesitate to pass the ring to Aldo Conti, Simone Conti's uncle. The atmosphere in the hall goes eerily silent. Everyone knows that Simone and I are childhood friends. I've taken a bullet from a rival aimed at Simone before. Till now, I still have the scar to prove it. Meanwhile, Aldo is Carmelo's youngest brother. He's also known as the most cold-blooded and blood-thirsty assassin in the family. No one dares to provoke him at all. What everyone doesn't know is that I've made a completely different choice in my previous lifetime. At that time, I had chosen Simone. On the same night after we held our wedding at the cathedral, Simone and my stepsister, Clodia Moretti, slept together. All the elders in both families were enraged, to say the least. They had Clodia flown to Novarria, and she was never to return ever again. Simone pinned the blame on my possessiveness. Since then, he traveled everywhere with young women who looked like Clodia. He often flirted with them right in front of me, too. Later on, I was hunted down by the assassins. Before I died, I managed to dial Simone's number so that I could call for help. All I heard were his low panting and Clodia's loud moans. Just like that, I breathed my last with immense hatred in my eyes. Now, I've gotten reborn. In this lifetime, I shall grant Simone's wish by letting him be with Clodia. But he has the nerve to regret everything he's done to me.