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“My bed is where you belong right now, little girl.” His eyes dragged slowly over my body, bold and unashamed. “Don’t call me little girl. You’re twenty-one, I’m thirty-one. I can be your mother.” The moment the words left my mouth, his expression darkened. “Capture her. And take her straight to my bed.” ******" Diana has survived a traumatic past that destroyed her trust in men. It left her with one rule — no men, no love talkless of someone younger than her. But rules don’t matter to him. He is the youngest mafia king, feared even by men twice his age. Arrogant. Ruthless. Poisonously possessive. And the moment he sees her, he marks her in his mind as his next obsession. she tell him no. He decides to destroy every reason she has for saying it. He wants her obedience. He wants her fear. He wants her on his bed, under his control… and he doesn’t hide it. He swears he will break her defiance. She swears no man will ever own her again. But when buried secrets rise and Diana’s past crashes into his world, both of them will learn that some truths ruin, some desires burn, and some destinies refuse to be escaped. Warning: Breeding, lactation kink, forced proximity, age gab, Captive, Possessive/Obsessive Hero, Mafia dark world, themes of biting, feeding, or sexual acts centered around blood and power exchange. no raping. ( Fiction written for entertainment only and never ever try what you see in a book, they are just imagination) Thanks

Tana is a fire dragon, one of only four Elemental Dragons left in the world. For nearly a year she has been fighting in the Arena, a supernatural gladiator fighting ring where you fight to the death. Most die in their first competition. Others survive a couple of weeks. Only a few have survived this long. She has hidden her true identity from everyone. If they knew what she was, her fate would be worse than the arena. Cedric is an Alpha werewolf. When he was captured by hunters, he assumed his pack would find him quickly and free him and the other shifters. When they never come for him, he is forced to fight for his life in the Arena. It is here that he meets Tana. They form a bond and help the other survive. Cedric is sure that Tana is his mate and assumes that she is an Alpha werewolf. When they finally get their chance to escape, Cedric identifies Tana as his mate and in a night of passion, he marks her. Only, when he sinks his teeth into her neck, he feels power like he has never felt before and he realizes she is no werewolf. Confused and angry at what he considers a betrayal, he leaves, only to return to find her gone the next morning. One night of passion was all it took for Tana to become pregnant. After being rejected, she goes to the city and makes a new life. For five years she has avoided werewolf packs, hoping to never see Cedric again. But he has been searching for her since the night he left. What will happen when business brings them together and he finds that Tana has a daughter? Will he accept her or will he reject her again?

To help my sterile Alpha mate Marcus Blackwood conceive an heir, I had used many hormone injections. My belly was covered with purple bruise marks from all the needle punctures. But after our son Connor was born, he was very weak and even ran much slower than the other pups. Marcus looked at Conner coldly and snarled at me, "It's all your rotten bloodline! You've brought shame to the Blackwood pack!" Later, he held his mistress Scarlett's pup—a three-year-old pup who was strong enough to beat an eight-year-old pup—and publicly rewarded Scarlett with a new Porsche. But when my five-year-old Connor accidentally knocked over his milk, Marcus kicked him in the chest and called him worthless. He even locked my son, who was afraid of the dark, alone in the drafty woodshed at the countryside estate during winter. Every day, Connor got only one bowl of spoiled food, until he starved to death. When I found Connor, his small body was already ice-cold, still clutching the family portrait I had drawn for him in his little hands. After that, Marcus tortured me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at our engagement party. Marcus publicly took Scarlett's hand in front of everyone. "I’m breaking off my engagement with Hazel Whitmore! She is just a foolish she-wolf who can only birth idiots! Scarlett is the one I love!" I realized that he was also reborn. He wanted to humiliate me in front of everyone again. But he didn't know that without my exclusive genetic healing technology, he would remain childless for this entire lifetime.

Rhea Thorn, daughter of the ruthless Alpha of Thornridge, has her life shattered when the Moon Goddess marks her with an unthinkable fate, her destined mate is Kael Blackthorn, the youngest and most feared Alpha of her pack’s sworn enemies. What should be a divine blessing feels like a curse, chaining her to a man her family and people would rather see dead. Drawn together by the bond they cannot sever, Rhea and Kael are forced into secret meetings, torn between duty to their packs and the magnetic pull that only grows stronger. But the world around them is far more dangerous than forbidden love. Rogue wolves begin appearing in unnatural numbers, branded with a mysterious mark and moving like soldiers under someone’s command. Their attacks threaten both Thornridge and Blackthorn lands, hinting at a darker force manipulating the feud to ignite all-out war As suspicion grows, Rhea struggles to hide her bond from her father and her loyal cousin Kade, while Kael risks everything to protect her from the shadows. Their secret is exposed in blood and fire when rogues descend on Thornridge and Kael himself fights beside her, revealing their connection before both packs. Betrayal, shifting loyalties, and whispers of war leave Rhea torn between her bloodline and the mate the Goddess chose for her. At the heart of the conflict lies a chilling truth: someone is orchestrating ruin, driving rogues like weapons and branding them with a new symbol of power. To survive, Rhea and Kael must decide whether to sever the bond and live painful, hollow lives or embrace it and defy their world. If they choose each other, they may save the packs or they may be the spark that burns them all to ash.

My older sister Jenny and I both gained weight easily, so our mother made the decision that we could eat nothing but the diet meals she made. I followed her rules as best I could. I did not even dare drink an extra drop of water. But when I stepped on the scale a month later, I weighed three hundred pounds. I rushed into Jenny's room and found her in a tight dress posing in front of the mirror. She smiled at me. "Shannon, does this dress look good on me?" Then, I saw the number on her scale. I could hardly believe it. She was down to ninety pounds. I suspected something was wrong with Mom's diet meals, so I watched everything she did, from buying groceries to cooking. As soon as my meal was ready, I carried it straight to my room so that no one could do anything with it. Another month passed, and my weight climbed to five hundred pounds. Stretch marks covered my body, and my blood pressure reached two hundred. I lost my job because of my weight, my boyfriend dumped me without warning, and my health problems tortured me. I fell into deep despair. I refused to eat Mom's meals anymore and demanded that they take me to the hospital for gastric sleeve surgery. By then, I weighed eight hundred pounds. I had severe hypertension, high blood sugar, high cholesterol, and advanced heart failure. On the second day after the surgery, I died at home from a severe infection. When I opened my eyes again, I had regressed to the day Mom first started making our meals…

I’m on my knees again, wrists bound tight behind my back with silk that bites just enough to remind me who owns me tonight. He circles slow, leather boots echoing on the marble, and I can already taste the salt of anticipation on my tongue. When he finally grips my hair and yanks my head back, his c**k—thick, veined, leaking—slaps heavy against my cheek. “Open,” he growls. I do, and he thrusts in deep, no warning, stretching my throat until my eyes water. The wet, choking sounds fill the room—gluck-gluck-gluck—as he f***s my mouth with brutal rhythm, hips snapping, balls slapping my chin. Every plunge forces a gag, spit dripping down my chest, but f**k, the burn in my jaw and the way he groans low makes me leak onto the floor. He pulls out just to slap my face with his slick length, then rams back in, deeper, claiming every inch until I’m nothing but his hole. ** This collection plunges headfirst into the raw, unfiltered world of explicit gay dominance and submission, where powerful alphas—billionaires, mob bosses, ruthless mentors—claim their willing (and sometimes reluctant) boys with iron control and unrelenting hunger. Every story drips with dark MM heat: contracts signed in sweat and c*m, red rooms equipped for flo****g, bo***ge, edging, and total power exchange. Expect gr**ic, immersive scenes of throat-fu****g, a**-pounding, br**ding fantasies, impact play that leaves marks, and aftercare laced with possession.

Valaria Westingdale is the Head Enforcer and Princess of the Westingdale panther pride. Her father, the King, William Westingdale, disapproves of her ambitions; he allowed her to be Head Enforcer until she is old enough to marry, but only just. King William believes in the traditions of their society; their pride is superior and meant to rule over all other preternatural creatures, every pack should keep their bloodlines pure, and women are only suitable for breeding. With the pressure of her betrothal and her father’s domineering thumb, Valaria would seem to be trapped in a life she doesn’t want. However, all that changed the day she was sent to spy and procure information from the wolf pack that just moved nearby. Dominic, the beta of his pack, caught Valaria watching him. Despite being from different species, they are captivated by one another. Soon, they discover that they are soulmates - nature’s predetermined physical, emotional, and metaphysical bond - a feat they believed impossible until now. Tradition says that soulmates can only connect to their own kind, and anything otherwise would be blasphemous. Something King William believes would be a threat to all preternatural kind, especially panthers. When he learns of his daughter’s bond with a wolf, he dubs her an abomination and threat to his throne - the exact reason he’s kept the different species apart for so long, forcing Valeria and Dominic to create their own pack. Remarkably, they are not the only interspecies soulmates, and their group resonates with creatures from all corners of the world. Vampires, Demons, Wolves, Panthers, and a plethora of otherkin join their “All Kinds Pack.” However, their formation marks the start of a war, not only with King William and his men but with Lucifer Morningstar himself.

Kayla is a smart, focused, top-mark student in her last two senior years of high school in a private facility for rich kids in Florida. All she wants is to get accepted to Harvard and graduate with top marks to follow the career she has set for herself. Her entire life is about becoming an independent and successful vet. She has micro-managed it and planned it to the tiniest detail. Leaving no room for a social life or living her teen years like her peers. This year has had its ups and downs, with her stepbrother of almost ten years coming to live under the same roof after being raised apart after their parents married. The chaos and drama his appearance has brought since he despises not only his father but Kayla's mother too, has made home tense. He's a rude, defiant, and arrogant pain in her ass who is hellbent on causing trouble and listens to no one. Dane is the polar opposite in every way - Vain, oversexed, a playboy who takes nothing seriously except booze, girls, and his motorbike while he rebels in every way against his father for ripping apart his family. Looking like a teen idol, acting like someone who doesn't need to take accountability for anything in his life, Kayla honestly cannot stand him. She sees a loser who will live on daddy's money and drink away his youth while sleeping with every girl in the county. At 17, they have known one another most of their lives and never had any kind of friendly relationship. They have always been classmates but never friends and definitely not siblings. - but all that is about to change.

“Beg, little mate. Let’s hear how sweet you sound when you’re desperate.” “She won’t beg for you. She’ll crawl to me, just like she should.” “Pathetic. Both of you. She already knows she belongs to me.” Dahlia thought her biggest problem was surviving college with her dignity intact. Blackridge Academy was brutal enough—where dominance and bloodlines meant everything. She already endured the cruel whispers, the “waste of tuition” insults, and a boyfriend who flirted with other girls while she clung to him, desperate not to lose the only affection she thought she had. But her quiet misery ended the night her cheating boyfriend breaks up with her. The searing pain across her chest was more than just fate. It was three mate marks. Knox Rivers — her brother’s best friend, the brilliant Alpha-to-be who can’t stand that his weak, bullied mate is her. Jace Blackmoor — the Lycan King’s golden son, cruel playboy, who laughs at the bond and swears he’ll break her until she kneels. Zayne Lachlan — the hybrid everyone fears, a dangerous artist with hands stained in rumors of blood, who stares at her like she’s his salvation…and his curse. Dahlia becomes the academy’s obsession, the girl with three marks who doesn’t deserve even one. Her boyfriend fears her. The other girls retreat from her. Everyone hates her. And yet… her three mates won’t let anyone else touch her. Not out of love. Out of possession. And possession comes with a price.

Elara, a young woman believed to be a "lowly Omega," spent her life in the shadows of the Iron Claw Pack. She lived a secret romance with her Alpha boyfriend, Kaelen, believing his promises of a future together. However, the moment the Moon Goddess revealed them as fated mates, Kaelen’s true colors emerged. Seeking a mate with political power to help him conquer more lands, he rejected Elara with cold cruelty. To ensure her total submission, he branded her his "property" and ordered his bodyguards to beat her before imprisoning her as a sex slave. Driven by a desperate survival instinct and a strange, subconscious hum of power she does not yet understand, Elara escaped the Iron Claw fortress and fell into the freezing, jagged Black River, which swept her across the border. Silas, the Alpha of the North and a man carrying the savage, intense blood of the Lycans, found Elara’s broken body tangled in the roots of a willow tree. The " Mate" bond struck Silas with the force of a landslide. his Lycan instincts demand a level of protection and "clingy" devotion that is both terrifying and beautiful. He carried her to his private suite, refusing to let anyone near her, and began a slow, meticulous process of healing her . Elara is beginning to heal, slowly trading her fear for a tentative trust in the "velcro-like" Silas. She has just begun to experience the safety of his physical presence, finding comfort in the massive Alpha’s arms. Yet, secrets still linger beneath the surface. While the Iron Claw gathers its strength at the border, the Lycan King and his Mate have found a fragile peace in the quiet of the mountain—a peace that is about to be tested by the dark marks of the past.