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⚠️🔞 TRIGGER WARNINGS (DARK ROMANCE): ⚠️🔞 This is a DARK ROMANCE book with heavy, raw, and non-traditional themes. It contains highly sensitive content that some readers may find uncomfortable, triggering, or disturbing. This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

He tasted like mint and sin, devouring me as if he'd been starving. I moaned into his mouth, my fingers digging into his back, my nails scraping down to his ass. He lifted me onto the counter effortlessly, the cool granite shocking against my heated skin. My shorts rode up, and he wedged between my thighs, grinding his cock against my soaked pussy through the fabric. P'God, Kamilla,' he groaned, breaking the kiss to nip at my neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. 'I've dreamed of fucking you like this.'

He kissed the sensitive skin there and I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure that pulsed through my core. “Please,” I pleaded, not knowing what I was even asking for. “Please what?” Mitch's voice was silk wrapped in steel. He drove deeper and harder. “Tell us what you want. You know we are here to fulfill your darkest desires.” With them, I suddenly forgot it was snowing outside. Because I was hot and everything inside me was on fire. “More,” I begged, turning sideways to see how Mitch was fucking me. “Harder. Don't stop.”

If any of these subjects upset, trigger, distress or anger you then take this as a warning NOT TO CONTINUE READING. Also, this is a rewrite/combined book of a series I have posted on Dre*me. For those of you who have followed my work for a while, you might know the original book series, The Forced Series which follow Rose, Kane, Alexander and Raven Tavish. This is a rewrite and it will be different. I will be making a lot of changes and the biggest being this WON’T be four books. I have taken those four books and combined them into one long book here. So, please no comments about how this is stolen work or similar to another authors series. This is my original work and I am the original auth

"But also fascinating." I felt my cheeks heat up, though I wasn’t sure if it was from embarrassment or irritation. "And I thought he was arrogant," I added, glaring at him for good measure. "Opposites attract, they say," Madam Claudia mused, her fingers tapping lightly on the table. "But tell me, Alessia, what is it about Luca that made you fall for him?" My heart skipped a beat. I glanced at Luca, who was watching me with an infuriatingly calm expression.

The authority he carried in the classroom was nothing compared to the raw, commanding presence he held over me in the dark of this room. A slow, breathless laugh bubbled up in my throat as I met his unyielding gaze, the truth of what had just happened settling into my mind. I finally fucked professor Dickson. And he fucked me so good that I know, without a shadow of a doubt, I'm going to keep coming back to fuck him again and again.

And now, somehow, I’ve ended up here—of all fucking places—a goddamn brothel. Surrounded by half-naked and fully-naked women, prowling around like they own the place, sliding their hands down men's chests, whispering filth, offering their bodies like candy. They’re good at it. Too good. But they didn’t train under Ms. Lovelace, so they’re still amateurs compared to our girls. I don’t want to be here. I want to be in bed with Danika Addison. She’s everywhere. In my thoughts, my bloodstream, the marrow of my bones. She’s seared into my skin like a goddamn brand. I’m so fucking in love with her it guts me.

Comment your thoughts too, please. My Other Books . . The Alpha’s Christmas Present – A Dark Werewolf Romance. . . That Royal Betrothal – A Royal Romantic Adventure story . . . Badboy and Our Wrong Love - A Highschool Love Story