Harley X Poison Ivy

Her life had been a living hell ever since she had known him. It wasn't every day one gets to know the almighty as human. He was brutal. She was crazy. He was the Country's most handsome womanizer, she was a firecracker. Ashley Crook had never thought her life would be pathetic untill she had no option but to ask help from the very same guy she detested her whole life. She hated him with all her life and there was no certain way, she'd let the monster be the father of her child. But perceiving the antibiotics and antiseptic that wafted in the air she was determined to change her life for good. Poverty was something she was not willing to work with. She hated being poor but she hated the condition he had given her. There was no way, she'd be a surrogate!

When Kaira walked in on her boyfriend of two years, tangled in her sister’s sheets on Christmas Eve, something inside her shattered beyond repair. Stumbling into a bar, heart numb and vision blurred, she wanted only to forget. So when a devastatingly handsome stranger approached, she offered herself to him, no questions asked. Until consequences found her. A missed period, and a pregnancy she wasn't expecting. Panicked and ashamed, Kaira vanished, unaware that the man she ran from was no ordinary stranger. He was an Alpha. And he would burn the world to ashes to find the woman carrying his heir, no matter how long it took.

“Don’t make me repeat myself twice, part those legs for me, Bunny.” His deep voice which always sends my brain reeling due to how silky it sounds, washed over me slowly as he murmured quietly against my throat. I tried to point out to him that there was no way I’d be able to do as told with his legs still pinning mine down, but the words died down in my throat when he sucked the skin over my beating pulse into his mouth. “Go on. You want to be good for me, don’t you?” “I— I do.” I choked out, letting out a breathy whimper when he wrapped his free hand around my throat and squeezed on it a little. ——— Forced to marry the ruthless mafia lord, whom everyone was afraid of at the age of eighteen, Sofia had no other choice but to follow her father’s wishes like a dutiful daughter was supposed to. While Luca Ricci only took a wife, because he wasn’t getting any younger at the age of thirty-three. She was the angel to his demons, the light to his darkness, the innocence to his sins… He wanted to protect her, since the moment he locked eyes with hers on their wedding day and saw the amount of fright brewing in it. He wanted to make her good for him, to mark her as his; with his handprints on her ass and his cum dripping off her face. To own her completely, to wrap his hand around her throat and do so many sinful things to her body. But he was the mafia lord, and danger just seems to be lurking around him, wherever he goes, and in whatever he does. He must protect his wife at all costs.

My mother brings home a woman named Julia Hayden from the back of the hill and makes her my sister-in-law. Our family is poor. As Julia is beautiful, my mother forces her to work as a prostitute in secret to earn money for the family. But a villager, Lara Clay, says Julia is not human. When my brother sleeps with her, I peek inside through a crack in the door. In the dim yellow light, I see the shadow of a huge snake tightly coiling itself around my brother's body on the wall...

Shadows converge, and the stakes are set. Ivy Carter's ordinary life is about to get a whole lot deadlier. Caught in the cross hairs of Alpha Damian Blackthorn, the city's most feared predator, and Lucien D'Amato, the vampire CEO with an unholy hunger, Ivy's fate is sealed. As their fated mate, she's the prize in a game of power and passion, where the rules are brutal and the players are ruthless. Torn between desire and danger, Ivy must choose: surrender to the darkness or risk everything for a love that could be her salvation... or her demise. In this city, the predators rule, and Ivy's just become the most coveted prey. Will she rise as their queen, or fall as their next victim?

(Romance - Mystery) Ivy Anderson, wanita beranak dua yang harus mendapatkan kesialan serta takdir buruk setelah bertemu dengan Ben Clayton, CEO Clayton Group yang paling berpengaruh di New York hanya karena kesalahan kecil. Ben yang terobsesi pada Ivy menghalalkan segala cara untuk mendekati Ivy, dimulai dari menaklukan si kembar Terra dan Terry maupun menggunakan cara kotor untuk mendapatkan Ivy. Apa motif Ben yang sebenarnya? Mampukah Ivy melepaskan diri dari Ben yang terobsesi padanya? "Bertekuk lututlah padaku jika kau ingin kedua anak kesayanganmu selamat dari cengkraman ku, Miss Ivy," "Tapi mereka adalah—" "Satu saja perintah dariku dilanggar, maka bersiaplah kemungkinan buruk yang menimpa mereka berdua. Bagaimana jika kita mulai dari si little devil, Terry Anderson?"

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.

She bit her lower lip, nervous. “You're a dangerous man. I have seen you kill without a thought. What’s to make me believe it won’t be my head falling to the ground one day?” He stared at her for long, quiet seconds before he said slowly, “There are far more dangerous things I want to do to you and with your body. Death by my hand should be the least of your worries." ***** Candice is a metropolitan real estate agent, whose world revolves around closing deals and raking in commissions. But everything changed when a mysterious billionaire set her up on a blind date, thrusting her into a world beyond her wildest imagination. Suddenly, she finds herself at the center of a supernatural storm, with creatures from the shadows seeking to exploit her connection to Wayne Wyatt, the powerful and enigmatic werewolf monarch. Forced into a role she didn't fully understand, she agrees to play her role as Luna to her newly found Alpha – but only for a price. However, taming the proud and infuriating King would require her to navigate a delicate balance of power and seduction, testing her wits and will against his unyielding dominance. She finds herself in a bind, trying to resist this gorgeous, prideful king or succumb to the primal attraction that threatens to consume them both.

Selene Duskbane, is the last daughter of a cursed bloodline. Every few generations, a Duskbane woman is claimed by the heir of the Veyrath werewolves, bound by an unbreakable mark. These women always die in childbirth, while the heir loses part of his humanity and succumbs to the beast. The curse has weakened the Veyrath line for centuries. When Selene is marked by Dorian Veyrath, the cold and ruthless heir, she is dragged into his fortress. He doesn’t love her, nor does he even want a mate but he needs her. She is the only one who might survive the curse and break it, restoring his kingdom’s strength. Selene resists him fiercely, even as the bond burns in her blood and betrays her body. But in resisting, she discovers something neither expected, her defiance may be the key to breaking the curse.

Wives are to be claimed, whores are for fucking. But me? I’m to be PLEASURED. ~~~ Chelsea Stone signed the contract expecting a cold and dead marriage. Instead she found herself collared by Dominic Hartwell – a man whose rules were written in silk restraints, leather belts, and the low growl of full command. He bound her wrists above her head and taught her that silence was no longer armor; it was foreplay. He spread her wide open on silk sheets and edged her for hours with fingers, tongue, and the thick head of his veiny cock until she was dripping, shaking, and sobbing “Please, big daddy… I’ll be good.” Only then did he drive into her deep and relentless, one hand tight around her throat, the other spanking her ass while he fucked her into shattering, screaming release. Chelsea was never meant to stay broken though, because in the darkness between punishments and praise, she began to crave more than surrender. She wanted to test him, to push and whisper filthy things against his ear while she rode his thigh, soaked and trembling: “I want to be your little cunt who shows big daddy who’s really boss.” Dominic’s eyes darkened with dangerous promise every time she dared. The more he punished her with a be*t across her, cock down her throat until tears ran down her cheeks, hands pinning her down while he claimed every inch of her. The more she burned to flip their power while he owned her body. Yet as old enemies sharpened their knives and forbidden pasts, pain and pleasure blurred until Chelsea no longer knew where submission ended and rebellion began. Would she kneel forever… OR would the quiet wife finally make her ruthless husband beg?