Dark Lord Harry Potter

"Thirty million" I heard a male voice echo round the walls of the hall which silenced everyone. Who would bid that high just to buy me? "Thirty million dollars" the male voice spoke up once again, a young man striding confidently forward like he owned the very building with his bidding card raised up. He was eighty percent taller than everyone in attendance. I sucked in breath at his refined but cold appearance. His tuxedo hugged his body and showed of his impeccable muscles. His dark long hair was slick and let to fall, not a single strand out of place. He had the profile of a greek God but his features lacked warmth and empathy. His brown steel eyes burrowed into mine, a look of disgust on his face for me. "Sold!" the chairman hit the gavel on the table after a brief moment of silence since no one else was willing to bid higher. A wave of ovation took the hall, men chattering amongst themselves and whistling. "Get her ready and bring her to me" he pivoted and sharply ordered one of the armed bodyguards standing close to the podium. He owns me now. **** When a ruthless mafia lord bids for an innocent girl, can her innocense survive in the abyss of his darkness?

🔥 Dark Sex Confessions 🔥 A sinful collection of taboo, dominant, and dangerously hot stories. Warning: 18+ only. --- “Is this what you wore to distract me, sweetheart?” he asked, fingers trailing up my inner thigh beneath the flimsy excuse of a skirt. “You knew exactly what you were doing when you walked into my office dressed like that.” I bit my lip, heart racing. “Maybe I just needed some... extra attention.” His chuckle was dark. Dangerous. Desperate. He pushed everything off his desk with one sweep, pulling me forward so my legs dangled open in front of him. “You’re about to learn your most important lesson,” he said, sinking to his knees between my thighs. “How to beg properly.” His mouth met my soaked panties, tongue pressing through the thin fabric until I gasped, arching against his face. He groaned like a man starved, ripping them aside and licking into me with a hunger that made me cry out. “God, you’re so wet for your professor,” he growled between licks. “Dripping for the man grading your papers.” My fingers tangled in his hair as he sucked my clit into his mouth, tongue lashing me like punishment and reward all at once. My thighs shook, heat building fast and deep. “Come for me, right here, right now,” he ordered. “And then I’m bending you over this desk and fucking every A+ out of that tight little body.” And I did. Exploding on his tongue, moaning his name like a filthy prayer— Knowing this was just the beginning of the most sinful semester of my life.

Grace Rue, surviving from all sort of disasters fate brought upon her, works as a sex worker in the famous club, 'Paradiso'. Adapting to this lifestyle, finding it the only way to control men's desires, she considers herself a queen but gets an offer from a mafia, Levi, to become his sex partner.

I was sold to pay off my father’s debt. But instead of freedom, I found myself owned by a monster in a suit. Emilia never expected her life to be torn apart overnight. Quiet, soft-spoken, and painfully naïve, she was handed over like a transaction, to the most feared Mafia Lord in the city. Lucien Moretti is powerful, ruthless, and cold as ice. He doesn’t need her love, just her obedience. But Emilia isn’t prepared for the way his eyes burn when someone else touches her. Or the way her heart races when he lowers his walls, if only for a second. Everyone says Lucien has no soul. But monsters don’t protect girls like her. And they definitely don’t bleed. As secrets unravel and blood debts resurface, Emilia must decide: is Lucien her captor… or her only chance at survival? In a world of betrayal and danger, she was sold to the devil. But the devil might just be falling for her.

“Come with me,“ he ordered.  “I'm not going anywhere!“ Freya stood her ground, looking up at his blank face.   Something flashed past his dark eyes as he heard her. “You really have some guts, don't you?“   “Well, I don't care what this is. I don't care why I'm in a wedding gown and why I'm being treated like I chose this. You could kill me if you want. But I'm not—”   “Is this about the kiss, my Lady?“ he asked, sounding amused.  Freya wanted the ground to open up and swallow her at that moment. Her face went scarlet red and she almost forgot the other reason why she was angry. “Why should I care about the fact that you didn't kiss me? I barely know you and—”   “Right.“ That was all he said before he gently grabbed her waist and crushed his lips on hers...

Synopsis – Billionaire’s Dark Veil In the glittering world of New York’s elite, Sophia Harper poses as Elena Rivers to bring down Damian Blackwood, the ruthless billionaire tied to a tragic orphanage fire. Haunted by lost memories and driven by a need for justice, Sophia infiltrates his world, only to find herself drawn to the very man she planned to destroy. Damian, feared and mysterious, awakens something deep within her. As sparks fly and truths unravel, Sophia discovers they share a hidden past, one she’s long forgotten. But others are playing a far more dangerous game. Claire Reynolds, her trusted friend, harbors jealousy and secrets that lead to a brutal betrayal, tearing Sophia and Damian apart. With enemies closing in and buried truths rising, Sophia must decide: expose Damian or fight beside him. In a world of lies, power, and passion, love may be their only way out or their ultimate downfall.

Cattleya Sullivan, a billionaire heiress, has everything money can buy but craves what it can't—Revenge. Her plan is to seduce the devilish mafia lord, and her prize is to break his heart! But not until one passionate, sinful night unfolds between her and Jaxon Moretti, whose very name sends shivers down the city's spine. But as the reality of her dangerous game dawns on her, she realizes that the price of playing with fire may be more than she's willing to pay—It may be her very life. "YOU CAN RUN, BUT YOU CAN’T HIDE FROM ME, CATTLEYA SULLIVAN!" Jaxon Moretti growled.

Now to our prettiest... Loveliest Queen. She was just brought in last week. I can out Olive Dexter. The Auctioneer yelled. She walked out, her legs quavering. She looked around, different eyes stripping her naked. She finally walked to the front, her head down. Let the Bidding begin; she goes for 1 million dollars. He yelled. Two Million dollars.. someone yelled. There million dollars. Another yelled. Five million dollars... Another yelled. ** Olive Dexter sold out to Sex traffickers, and was bought by the handsome... Dangerous, Cold Drug Lord.. Bruce MaxGold. Controlled and forced to do exactly everything he says. She is friable outside but tough inside. And here is Bruce MaxGold. The Cold, handsome Drug Lord. Unbeatable, undefeated. He never loses. What happens, when he buys a sex slave. So beautiful and pretty. What happens when he slowly falls for her.. Find out!! Ten million dollars. A voice said from behind, causing her to look up by force.

Princess Zayla was the price of a debt her father couldn’t repay. The man he owed wasn’t ordinary. Lord Asher, cold, cruel, feared in every kingdom, didn’t want gold or lands. He wanted her. And so she was sent into the arms of the man everyone whispered about in fear. Could she survive him? Could she soften the ice around his heart, or was she nothing more than a pawn?

"You know, the only thing that hurts about your body is the part that it had to be another man who broke your virginity." Her eyes bulged open, her lips trembling as she mentally searched for the words to say. "It... It wasn't my fault, I was..." "... Drugged. I know, you don't have to tell me. I watched the video." She buried her face to the ground. ******** Freya Bred is forcefully taken by the Ferdinandos for the crime her brother, Olsen, had committed. After taking the life of Dento Ferdinando, Vincenzo's cousin, Olsen had been on the run. But Vincenzo can't take it any longer, he takes Freya into custody. He made life miserable for her, tortured her like the criminal she isn't. Freya hopes that her brother would finally give himself in, but will he? A new phase of life comes Freya's way as Vincenzo made her his personal maid, claiming she would serve no man but him alone. Would this phase of life bring a new turn for Freya? Would fate intervene when all hopes seems to be lost? And with Kelly, Vincenzo's girlfriend involved, will Freya find refuge in the one who once made her life miserable?