Bullied, Then Claimed By A Tycoon

He smelled like danger. He looked like power. He made Ari's instincts scream one thing—run. But it was already too late. Ari just wanted a normal college life. For a timid bunny hybrid who startles at loud sounds and avoids eye contact like it’s a sport, "normal" means flying under the radar, keeping his ears tucked under hoodies, and staying far away from alphas who smell like trouble. But trouble finds him anyway—in the form of Thorn, a tiger-panther hybrid with a stare sharp enough to slice, and an aura so intense it shuts Ari's brain off completely. Thorn doesn’t ask. He doesn’t beg. He claims. And from the moment he catches Ari’s scent, he decides one thing: Mine. Now Ari’s peaceful life is spiraling into something else. Something darker. Something hungrier. Thorn is everywhere—on campus, in his dreams, always one step away from baring his fangs. But there’s something worse than being hunted by a predator. Wanting one.

What if the pureblood alpha from the strongest pack in the south discovers that his fated mate is the youngest omega daughter of a rival pack in the north? Is it fate that brought her to him? Or maybe she was sent to ruin him? Is she really innocent? Or maybe she's a sin with a saint's face? But either way, Mr. Perilous will make sure that she'll be his.

“Spread those thighs, little one.” His voice was a low growl as his hand closed around her hips. “Y-yes, Daddy,” she gasped, trembling as he dragged her down to his mouth. “Mmmhh… Daddy’s good girl,” he muttered darkly against her slick heat. “From this moment, your body, your screams, your soul—belong to me.” **************************************** He bought her with blood money. He keeps her with chains and silk. She swears she’ll never bend, but in his world of shadows and sin, defiance only feeds his hunger. In Naples, he’s “Il Diavolo”—the devil every man fears. To her, he’s the ruthless savior who dragged her from an auction block straight into hell. And hell has never felt so addictive. Claimed by the Don is a dark mafia romance laced with filthy dominance, dangerous obsession, and a love story sharp enough to cut.

He married me with a signature. 
He claimed me with a look. 
And he ruined me with a single touch. Christian Reed doesn’t whisper sweet nothings. He fucks hard.
He gives orders.
He takes what he wants. 
And what he wants… is me. Now, I’m wearing his ring.
Obeying his rules.
Moaning his name in the dark. But the contract didn’t say anything about falling for the man who owns me—
Or what happens when he finds out I’ve been keeping secrets.

Ryleigh didn’t remember being taken—only the cold bite of night and the blur of snarling shadows. Now she was locked in a cell beneath an unfamiliar pack house, her wrists sore, her memories foggy, and her heart pounding with questions. Her parents were dead, she’d just learned she was adopted, and now this—kidnapped by creatures that shouldn’t exist. Werewolves. Real ones. And someone with the initial D had left her a single note: You’re safe. Trust me. – D But safety felt like a lie. Especially after she witnessed a man shift before her eyes. Especially when the Alpha of the pack, Damien—arrogant, powerful, and dangerously charming—claimed ownership of her fate. Her only comfort came from Dr. Derek Blackthorn, the Alpha’s estranged brother, a healer with kind eyes and secrets of his own. In a house ruled by strict laws, bloodlines, and bitter alliances, Ryleigh must survive a world she was never meant to know. One where love could be her only weapon—or her greatest downfall.

“Shut your fucking damn mouth!” Zach’s voice echoed through the room, raw and sharp with anger. Madison didn’t flinch. If anything, the fire in her eyes only burned brighter. She had been pushing his buttons for days—emotionally, mentally. And it tore at him, deep down where no one could see. “I thought you liked it open,” she said with a wicked smirk, sauntering toward his desk like she owned the place. His body betrayed him, twitching at her dirty words. Of course she knew exactly what to say. She always did. “I’m not quitting!” she snapped. “I am a doctor. A damn good one. Who do you think you are to tell me to give that up?!” Zach rose from behind his desk, calm yet dangerous. His hands moved to open his suit jacket, revealing that familiar tension in his shoulders—the one that made her heart race. “Wha—what are you doing?” He closed the space between them in two strides. “I’m your Daddy,” he growled, low and close, “like you cried out last night. And you… you’re mine.” And then his lips crashed into hers before she could breathe another word. ~~ Darly Madison—respected surgeon, focused, disciplined, and just a little stubborn—had her world under control. That is, until her best friend dragged her to a luxurious night party at one of the city’s most exclusive hotels. One night. One mistake. One man who turned her world upside down. Zach Westley. Mafia boss. Dominant. Dangerous. Possessive to the core. She thought it was just a one-night stand. He had other plans. Now her life as a surgeon collides with a dark underworld she never saw coming. And whether she likes it or not… she’s been claimed by the Mafia.

When Dante Moretti discovers his arranged husband is the son of the man who massacred his family, he sees the perfect opportunity for revenge. Alessandro Santoro accepts the marriage as penance for sins he couldn't prevent, expecting nothing but the punishment he believes he deserves. But living together reveals cracks in the story both families told. Alessandro wasn't the enemy Dante thought. Dante isn't the monster Alessandro feared. As they uncover the real conspiracy behind the massacre, they're forced to choose between the vengeance that's defined them and the fragile connection growing between them.

She was afraid to fall in love. He never lowered the walls of his heart, afraid to face betrayal. Both were busy chasing away the demons of their sleepless nights not knowing when their lives entangled and they crashed into each other, seeking solace from the treacherous world. Valerie Ambrose bumped into Damon Lysander at a downtown club. Eyes met, sparks flew, heat rose, and they ended up having a one-night stand. _ "I don't have cash on me. I forgot my wallet." He slurred, his crystal blue eyes bloodshot red as he stared directly into my eyes, for a moment I thought he was sober, but then he leaned in and whispered in my ear, his breath fanning my neck. "Now are you still interested?" Although the music was blasting through the speakers, but I caught up on his hidden implication. I shook my head in exhaustion "You're drunk Damon. Come I will drop you home." "I don't want to go back there. It hurts Val." He mumbled dryly, but his moist eyes said it all, and I couldn't help but pity him. When I failed to respond he pressed his lips to the side of my neck and inhaled deeply. "Please don't leave me alone." He was barely audible and looked like a mess, a beautiful mess. "I can't bear this anymore." And with that said, he pressed his lips to mine.

Dimitri's voice lowered, sending shivers down my spine. "Unless your goal is to get me hard princess, best believe I'll be using your tongue as my reliever." He traced his finger teasingly along my lips, making me blush even harder. ****** Nineteen year old Layla Bamford is the princess of Asentrix and is slated to marry the prince of Fremen but being fed up with her life being constantly dictated by her poisonous Step-mother who is the queen, Layla flees, only to land herself into the dangerous yet attractive hands of Dimitri Vikings. Dimitri is the most notorious underworld lord who heads one of Italy's largest Mafias. With a hidden identity, Layla must endure in the handsome and possessive yet brutal hands of Dimitri for her life may just depend on it.

“You hate me, don’t you?” Dante murmured, lips ghosting over mine in slow torture. “More than anything.” “Good.” The smirk on his face was sickening. “It’ll make it that much sweeter when you beg me to ruin you.” _ To escape a marriage to a tyrant, Amara Vitale makes a reckless bargain with a devil she’s hated all her life. Dante DeLaurentis. Her rival since childhood, sworn enemy to her family, and the man who would burn down whatever stood in his path to ash if it meant getting what he wants. The plan is simple: A fake engagement to save her from her father’s brutal alliance. But every lie they tell themselves, every kiss they fake, and every dangerous night in his world blurs the line between pretense and obsession. Soon, her greatest enemy becomes her fiercest protector, but also the man who could break her heart or ruin her family forever. In a world where blood and betrayal rule, love isn’t something she can afford. When enemies threaten to ruin everything she holds dear, Amara must decide if surrendering to Dante will save her…or destroy her completely.