Bottom-tier

"Do you do this to all your captives or am I just lucky?" She asked as I traced her bottom lip with the tip of my finger. I clenched my jaw, feeling both anger and amusement. "Keep talking like that, and you'll find out, Elena." "Is that supposed to scare me?" She shot back. Her voice wasn’t audible, but it was filled with a strength that defied her position. --- Elena’s brother betrays her, drugging and binding her before handing her over to the feared mafia lord, Dante Moretti. Expected to be weak, Elena surprises Dante with her fierce defiance. Dante, hardened by the brutal murder of his fiancée and child, is drawn to Elena’s fire. As she struggles to survive in his dangerous world, a twisted connection forms between them. Trapped in Dante’s grip, Elena must choose: submit or fight back. Can she survive him, or will he break her?

When Idrish is accused of killing an elven royalty, the female hunter is forced to join the winter arena in the king's favor. But as a commoner of Springgan, a country with a bloody history of slavery and hierarchy, can she protect the ones she loves...when she can barely protect herself? *** What happens when an elf is in possession of a power that's beyond one's social standing? Idrish Aeric is living at the bottom of Springgan's strict hierarchy, barely able to scrape a living for her younger siblings through hunting and foraging. Her simple life flips when she receives a legacy from a royal elf and she has to run to protect her family. In order to escape death, she's forced to enter the elven royal family through marriage and join the winter arena in the king's favor. But in a world ruled by power and slavery, is Idrish ready to step up her game to change the system--or will she wind up dead before the song of the winter solstice plays?

“We shouldn’t be doing this, Andrew. I’m over a decade older than you.” “If not right, then why does it feel so good? I want you Ada, I desire you!” There is nothing more intoxicating than the alluring scent of a woman you love, not even the pleasure at the bottom of a bottle can compare. 21 years old Andrew is faced with criticism when he falls in love with his sister’s best friend, an older lady and a divorcee. But Andrew is willing to go against the world for her. His obsession soon grows into addiction, but for how long can this forbidden affair continue? Is he really willing to face the challenges that come with loving an older woman? And is she ready to do the same for him? What happens when her ex-husband returns to win her back? Now she must chose between the one who returned her smile and the one who always held it.

She could remember people through their smells, their voices, their accents, their everyday choices of words or through how they feel against her touch. That's exactly the meaning of socializing and making friends for someone like Meredith Kaye Santiago, a person who was suffering with prosopagnosia. To someone who couldn't remember anyone's face, dating was a no-no. She couldn't risk her heart to someone her eyes couldn't remember and her brain couldn't retain. But one night, she found herself caught up under the body of a stranger, and he's taking off her clothes. The stranger’s name was Rupert Santos, the Vulture’s vocalist and a guy with piercing on his bottom lip. She let him go all the way after he said, “Surrender your sensations”. Love hit her hard. That’s when his blurry face became clearer. And finally, she said, “I see you, Rockstar.”

When my husband, Matteo Romano, comes over to pick me up so that we can attend an auction on our wedding anniversary, I spot a woman sitting in the front passenger seat of his car. "This is Sofia Bianchi, the one I've been telling you about. She's still very young, so you must take good care of her." So, this is the woman, huh? The same woman who's been making waves in my family, and also the one my subordinates have warned me to watch out for, hmm? Sofia is clad in a simple white dress that makes her look pure and innocent. The way she acts delicate yet prideful gives me a weird feeling. She casts me an aggrieved look while biting her bottom lip. Reluctantly, she says to me, "Hello, Mrs. Romano." I reply kindly, "Hello!" At the same time, I open the car's back door. "By the way, your seat's at the back."

Bethany has lost it all. Just when she thought she had her life under control and she was on top of the world. One wrong move sent her spinning to the bottom and fleeing from everyone she loves.Now, she's back, determined to claw her way out of this hole she's found herself in. And she has no time in her busy schedule for a relationship. Even if it's with the two people on earth that make her heart race with just a look.Kevin and Alyssa can't seem to take no for an answer where Bethany is concerned. So, when the offer was made to retrain her as a good and proper submissive, even if it was for another couple, they jump on it and didn't give Bethany a chance to back out.However, before they could even start all three of their worlds were shattered again and now it's up to Bethany to fix it.*Adults ONLY* *Violence* *BDSM Theme*They Are Mine is created by Leann Lane, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Before being sold to a 60-year-old man by her parents, Rosalynn Carter quickly made a daring move – selling her virginity to a handsome man to save herself. However, she never expected that the one-night stand would be an ironic twist of fate, dragging her from one hell to another! "I will never love you!" Rosalynn cried, repeatedly punching the chest of the man who held her tightly. The bottom of her eyes were filled with helplessness and fatigue, but he was always the one who could easily bury her in the depths of despair. He traced his lips gently along her delicate face, whispering into her ear with a voice reminiscent of a demon's. "Not loving will turn into love! You have no other choice because your body, your heart, and even your soul—all were bought by me!" He always emphasized that love couldn't exist in their relationship, why was he now forcing her to love him? Was winning the heart of a demon her misfortune or her sin?

“One night. One mistake and now… I’m pregnant with his child.” Lena thought she had hit rock bottom, betrayed by the man she loved, abandoned, and declared infertile. But after one unexpected night with Damian Blackwell, the cold, ruthless billionaire CEO everything changes. When she finds out she’s pregnant, she gathers the courage to tell him… only to be humiliated and thrown out of his office like a liar. But fate has other plans. With a company empire on the line and a will that demands marriage, Damian makes her an offer she can’t refuse: marry him for one year and secure their child’s future... and his legacy. Cold, controlling, and dangerously handsome, Damian is the devil in a designer suit. But behind his cruel words lies a man haunted by secrets and slowly, Lena starts to see cracks in his icy armor. Can love grow in a marriage built on lies? Or will the truth destroy them both before the year is up?

My widowed mother-in-law has an affair with a married man. Whenever she goes out to meet him, she uses me as an excuse and says I need her to run errands. Slowly but surely, my husband, William Sanders, thinks of me as a cruel daughter-in-law who orders her mother-in-law around. One day, my mother-in-law gets pregnant. She secretly uses my name when getting a checkup at the gynecology department and even wants to play the child off as mine and William's. Her lover's wife mistakes me for his mistress and strips me in public before beating me to death. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day when my mother-in-law's lover's wife finds out about her going to the gynecology department under my name. This time, I'm calm as I tell the woman what to do. "Let's get to the bottom of this. Let's ask the doctor who the actual patient was!"

I am the eldest son of the prestigious Swain family in the capital. To test Snow Wardle's sincerity, I hid my identity and started from the bottom alongside her. Five years later, upon my return to the country, I was confronted by her lover, Chad Foreman, at a mall called "JesseSnow" which was named after me. Chad forced me to kneel and lick his boots and even asked his lackeys to beat me and my nanny, May. When Snow showed up, not only did she refuse to apologize, she defended Chad. She even cut off my finances and had her lawyer file a lawsuit against me for damages. I could not hold back any longer and called in the power of the Swain family. When the truth was revealed, Snow grovelled for mercy, but she could not mask her greedy nature. In the end, I reclaimed everything and made the traitors pay the price. I finally realized that this misplaced love needed to end, once and for all.