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Content Note: This dark romance contains 80% explicit sex scenes, intense power dynamics, trauma, revenge themes, and heavy triggers (attempted assault, wrongful imprisonment, suicide, family betrayal, graphic violence). Reader discretion advised. Emily Jayden was only nineteen when her life was shattered by a lie she couldn’t escape. After a violent incident with her stepfather, Evan John, she was accused and convicted of attempted murder, despite insisting she never intended to hurt him, but with his influence and reputation shielding the truth, Emily spent ten years in prison for a crime she didn’t commit. At twenty-nine, she walks into freedom hoping for a fresh start but the world hasn’t forgotten, her name is stained and no company will hire someone with her past. Survival and revenge leaves her with few options. By day, she carefully builds a plan to expose the man who destroyed her life. By night, she works at R.M Club, one of the city’s most exclusive strip clubs, where powerful men hide behind money and closed doors. The job is humiliating but it gives her something she needed. Money. Then she meets Ryan Mason on her first night, and sparks fly. For the first time in years, Emily allows herself to feel alive and to fall in love. Until she learns the truth. Ryan isn’t just a client.

Maturity Warning ⚠️ This story is a dark romance intended for mature audiences (18+). It contains explicit sexual content, predatory behavior, power imbalances, blackmail and taboo themes. Reader discretion is advised. **He's my Professor. He's my Step father. And he's the only man who devours me at night.** I am a science student who failed every course and was hated by my professor. But on one faithful morning my mum announced a heartbreaking information. She was going to marry the professor I lusted over. The one man I had imagined one day he would pin me down to his bed. Mr Chadwick is cold, brilliant, and sexy. He hated me for being dull and feminine but behind those eyes filled with fury, his darkest desires loomed around me. In public, Mr Chadwick is the perfect academic and the perfect step father. But behind closed doors of the study, he is a predator who had discovered my darkest secrets: a sketchbook filled with obsessive drawings of him. Now, the lessons have changed. Chadwick doesn't want me to study books; he wants me to study him. It was supposed to be a punishment. He curses me on the outside but claims me like a hungry lion every night. Under my mum's roof. It was supposed to break my spirit. But he found out, he lusted over the very thing he hated.

“Don't touch me, you monsters!” I screamed, thrashing away from them but it was futile. I was like a little cotton ball they could crumple in their hands because I was pinned to the floor. Dante held my hands as if I was a broomstick and the other, Caius held my legs with just a simple hand without putting any effort. He pulled my skirt upwards, used his fingers to rub my pussy which suddenly reacted to his touch and ripped the thong in one swift drag , brushing my delicate core purposely. I begged, I cried, scared of what they're going to do to me but they were suddenly stones, concerned on what they wanted alone. “Beat her pretty pink little pussy until she screams.” Cassian ordered and I gasped, my heartbeat slamming against my ribs like a war drum. No. No, no, no. “Like this?” He asked darkly, slapping my pussy hard, pain and tingles spread across my body and I screamed. “Fuck, she's throbbing brother.” Elias growled and Cassian nodded, his eyes fixed on my folds. “Just like that Elias!” He growled, “beat her and show her what it means to defile our rules.” I was living a Peaceful Life until my mum got Married to Vampire King and I was stucked with my three Step brothers who showed me hell and desired me at the same time. I had to run. These men were sick, they were truly cursed in the brains and needed help because how the hell am I trapped in this? But where would I run to? I was trapped. And the worst part? They were enjoying every second of it. TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ [Contains clear explicit scenes, vulgar and degrading words, kinks and spicy scenes]

My daughter, Elise Dolton, got sick, so I rushed over to take care of her. The moment I stepped inside, a rotten stench hit me right in the face, so I offered to help clean the place up. Her roommates' faces dropped right away. "What smell, Mrs. Dolton? The place is fine." "If you think it's such a dump, then have Elise move out. Don't come in here acting like you're better than all of us. We're not putting up with that!" Even Elise shoved me impatiently. "If you’re here to visit, then just act like it. Stop making a scene and embarrassing me, okay?” They were all college roommates, splitting rent on a run-down unit in an old complex. When I went in, I noticed them gathered around a pot of spicy stew. The room was thick with steam and smoke, but it still couldn't cover that awful stench. Strangely, none of them seemed to notice it. Had something gone wrong with my sense of smell? That night, the smell was so overwhelming that I couldn't fall asleep. In the end, I realized the odor was coming from Elise herself. I hurried her into the bathroom and scrubbed her down over and over, but the smell didn't fade at all. It stayed just as strong. With no other option, I called a cleaner, planning to disinfect the entire place inside and out. But Elise's roommates felt offended and started arguing with me. In the chaos, someone shoved me. My temple slammed into the sharp corner of the coffee table, and I died on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment I first walked through the door. The stench rushed at me all over again...

“I will seduce my hot bodyguard!” After two months of being the CEO of Williamson's Company, Savannah experienced a tragedy. A fire broke out on the floor where her office was located. But she couldn't go out to save herself because she had a fear of crowds! However, she couldn't stay inside either because she would surely die in the fire! She covered her nose and mouth as the office filled with smoke. Thinking about what she would do, Savannah felt a strong pair of hands on her shoulder, and before she could say a word, the person put a wet blanket on her and guided her to the exit. "Careful." She heard his baritone voice! When they left the building, she saw her savior. She swallowed, the man was tall, with light brown skin, dark eyes, thick eyebrows, and long eyelashes! She didn't want to dwell on his lips, but she couldn't help it because they were luscious! Okay, she was checking him out, but yes, the man was good-looking! He immediately got her attention! After a few seconds, he introduced himself as Ace, her personal bodyguard. Okay she didn’t know she has one! But what is dangerous was Savannah never expected that her handsome bodyguard would stir her thoughts, especially at night! She always dream about her and Ace having intense s*x!

Jordan Hayes never meant for one desperate lie to summon the devil himself. Disowned by his family for being gay, scraping by at a smoothie shop and dodging creeps at his night job, Jordan's life is already a nightmare. When a persistent harasser corners him, he blurts out the first thing that comes to mind: “He's my boyfriend.” The words summon Damien Voss—tall, lethal, and terrifyingly beautiful. The ruthless mafia heir doesn't just play along. He claims the title. Permanently. One fake boyfriend ploy becomes a dangerous game. Damien starts showing up everywhere: outside Jordan's apartment, waiting for his shift, calling him “boyfriend” with a smile that promises ruin. Every time Jordan tries to run, Damien pulls him closer—possessive, obsessive, and far too aware of Jordan's every fear, every scar. Jordan thought he was using a monster to scare off wolves. He was wrong. The monster wants to keep him. Now Damien has a plan: leverage Jordan to destroy his father's empire. And if Jordan fights back? Damien will break him. Or make him his—body, soul, and screams. In a city of neon and shadows, one lie binds them forever. Hi, boyfriend. Welcome to hell. Warning: 18+ Dark romance. Obsession, stalking, violence, power imbalance, trauma. Reader discretion strongly advised.

After the one-night stand with a man who refused to tell her his name, Charlotte would figure out on TV that the man she had s*x with the previous night was the heir to a billionaire empire. At the same time, Jace Norman—the infamous Playboy heir—faces a public scandal that threatens his inheritance. To protect the family empire, his ruthless father forces him into an immediate contract marriage. And just like that Charlotte would get married to the spoiled, reckless son of the most powerful billionaire in the city. That one night, Room 55 and five thousand dollars she desperately needed would change her life forever. Weeks later, Charlotte discovers she’s pregnant. But before she can process the truth, her manipulative boyfriend claims the child is his and begins blackmailing her. As their fake marriage becomes dangerously possessive, secrets begin to spiral. An ex-boyfriend demanding money. Jace's jealous college lover is determined to destroy Charlotte. Charlotte's sister is hiding betrayal behind sweet smiles. And a billionaire father who will eliminate anyone to protect the Norman name. When a forged DNA test claims the baby isn’t Jace’s, the empire turns on Charlotte. But the truth is far darker than any of them realises. Because someone has been orchestrating every lie from the beginning. And when Jace finally discovers the baby is his… He will have to choose between his father’s empire— Or the woman carrying his heir.

In a world where perfection is a facade, two damaged souls collide in a whirlwind of scandal, social media, and self-discovery. Arc, a rugged, brooding outsider, bears the scars of a traumatic past. His life is a constant struggle, marked by a crippling deformity, a dead-end job, and the weight of supporting his sister's future. Chelsea Waters, the golden boy of social media, has it all – until his picture-perfect world shatters. His boyfriend's infidelity, captured on camera, sparks a vicious backlash from his fans. Desperate to salvage his reputation, Chelsea's manager orchestrates a plan: pretend to be friends with Arc. As they weave a tale of love and acceptance, Arc and Chelsea must confront the dark secrets beneath their polished veneers Love is love. Tag words: m-m (male x male), lots of hastags, Instagram, insecurities, Arc is not an Orc, a sub character that swears alot, other disabled characters, crazy characters, a gang of quirky grandmothers, Chelsea's ex is a humbo, first time, past trauma, families are complicated and a happy ending. *Target Audience:* Fans of emotional, thought-provoking romance. Author's note: Most of the places and celebrities that are mentioned are purely out of fiction and are a work of the writer's imagination. The deformity Arc has doesn't exist and probably never will. This novel might the start of a series of other character's lives. PS: Please leave a review of your opinion on my book. XoXo.

I was the perfect wife. For three years, I built my husband’s empire, gave him my love, my loyalty, my designs. And how did Victor Hale repay me? He stole my womb. He stole my daughter. He stole my freedom. That was the day Aurora Hale died. Now I live as Rhea Ashford — and I want blood. One reckless night, I mistake Damien Voss, a ruthless crime-lord biker with a wicked smile, for his powerful CEO twin brother. One bed. One touch. One unforgettable sin. When Damien discovers who I am and what I want, he makes me a deal: marry him, and he’ll give me the power and protection to ruin the man who destroyed me. It’s easy. He wants me, so I become his bride. I want revenge, so he becomes my weapon. But Damien isn’t just temptation in leather and ink. He’s dangerous. Addictive. A man who plays by no rules but his own. And in this contract marriage tangled with lust and lies, I can’t tell if I’m the one using him— Or if he’s already claimed me as his. TW: This story is intended for 18+ mature audiences only. It contains explicit sexual content (including kink, elements of BDSM dynamics), strong language, and other mature themes. Reader discretion is advised. BOOK 1 OF THE PRINCES OF SIN TRILOGY

"You think you can humiliate me like this?!” he shouted, his voice breaking. “First, you disappear. Then you show up here, on my wedding day, with my father?!” "Are you sure I disappeared?" I smirked. Gasps rippled through the crowd. Phones were out, cameras flashing like lightning. Kael rose slowly from his knee with the ring on his hand, his towering frame making Chad look like a child throwing a tantrum. His expression was pure ice. “Watch your tone,” Kael said, his voice low and dangerous. “No!” Chad barked, stepping closer. His eyes were wild, spittle flying from his mouth. “You think you can replace me with her? You’re pathetic, old man! She’s using you, and you’re too blinded to see it!” "She's my wife now!" Kael growls. His gaze hardening. ******** Amy Stone thought she had it all: beauty, a self-made empire and a fiancé, who lived in a different city. Amy stayed loyal and true to Chad, even though this sparked constant loneliness for her. On the day she was supposed to meet him, he discharged her feelings, leaving her desires unmet. Betrayal hit most when she discovered her very best friend was the master mind. They left her for dead, thrown in a deadly piranha river to die, they stole her company, and built a life on her ruin. Amy survived, thanks to a charm bracelet she always wore since her mom's death. Now, she’s back. She is not weak this time, she is a powerful heiress. Her first move: seduce and marry Kael Woods, Chad’s father. A cold and ruthless tycoon who trusts no one. ****Trigger warning**** This story contains explicit content, and strong language, but it's definitely worth daring to read. hence proceed if you are a fan of spicy stories.***