Never Be Yours Novels & Stories

In the gritty shadows of Chicago, Lucian “The Reaper” Moretti, the city’s most feared mafia kingpin, rules with a cold heart and a deadly hand—until Ethan Caldwell, a closeted FBI agent, shatters his world. For two years, Ethan lived a lie as “Evan,” Lucian’s trusted right hand man—battling the burn of forbidden lust while feeding the FBI the evidence to destroy him. But one reckless night, lust wins. In the heat of their only night together, bodies collide—just before the raid blows everything apart and Ethan’s betrayal is revealed. Now, after a year in prison, Lucian is free—and out for blood. Torn between vengeance and the ghost of Ethan’s touch, he begins the hunt. Meanwhile Ethan drowns in guilt, trapped in a fake engagement and a life built on lies. In a city where love is a death sentence, can two broken men survive each other, or will their blood-soaked bond tear them apart? A pulse-pounding MM mafia romance where betrayal cuts deep, obsession burns hotter than sin, and love may be the deadliest weapon of all.

Content Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content. The relationships depicted in this narrative primarily revolve around the BDSM lifestyle. It's essential to note that the central relationship between Sean and Lisa is not characterized as domestic abuse but rather as a profoundly trusting and consensual BDSM connection. Lisa has endured a turbulent past, marked by a toxic ex-partner and lingering emotional scars that have led her to withdraw from society. In an attempt to live a life away from the judgmental eyes of others, she keeps her distance from most people, confiding in only her two close friends. However, everything changes when Lisa crosses paths with Sean. He ignites a desire within her to explore her sexual side once more. Sean becomes Lisa's guide, introducing her to the authentic dynamics of a BDSM relationship, characterized by a genuine Dom. Throughout the narrative, we delve into a myriad of highs and lows, exploring various facets of BDSM, such as the roles of a submissive (Slave or Brat) and a dominant (Dom). The story also delves into the intricacies of polyamorous relationships, showcasing the complexities and dynamics that come with them. As Lisa embarks on this transformative journey, she navigates the complexities of her newfound desires and the unique connection she shares with Sean. Their exploration of the BDSM lifestyle unfolds as they learn, grow, and face the intricacies of trust, submission, and dominance within their relationship.

“Strip now!” He ordered, and without hesitation, I stripped off my clothes. I stood completely naked in front of him, my dick proudly pointing in his direction. Seconds later, I felt his warm lips on my dick, taking me deep down his throat and sucking hard. “Oh my goodness.” I moaned, feeling my eyes rolled at the back of my head at how well he was sucking me “I..I am going to cum.” I stuttered. “Cum for me, baby boy.” He commanded. Throwing my head back, I felt my dick swell and spilled my seed down his throat. “Fuck,” he groaned. ********************************************* Jasper Miller knew he was a guy and wanted to experience more. When his best friend introduced him to a guy bdsm club, he grabbed the opportunity. There, he catches the attention of one and only sex god, Baron Cooper. He is a threesome Dom while Anthony is a one-night stand submissive. Will they compromise and fulfill their sexual fantasies? Will there be a third partner to their relationship?

On the day Zachary Lake stands at the pinnacle of global technology, accepting his award, I'm lying in a hospital bed, abandoned by doctors because I can't afford treatment for kidney failure. On TV, the host asks him to call the person he's most grateful for. Without hesitation, he dials my number. "Shannon, do you regret leaving me?" he asks. I clutch the astronomical medical bill in my hand, the paper crumpling beneath my fingers. Forcing a light tone, I reply, "Can you take me on as your kept woman now that you're a big deal?" On screen, his face remains expressionless as he hangs up without a word. Then, his cold voice pierces through the broadcast. "Now, I have nothing to feel grateful for." But what he doesn't know is that when he was on the brink of death years ago, I was the one who gave him my kidney.

As the right-hand person to the marketing manager, Rossa must deal with a director from a rival company who, ironically, happens to be someone she strongly dislikes. Rosamund Parks was on vacation with some friends on an exotic island when a group of thugs kidnapped her and sold her to a cheap brothel on the outskirts of town, which then sent her to an underground auction. When Francesco (Franco) Tenaglia, a CEO boss, won the auction, he was about to enjoy Rossa's body when an incident thwarted his intentions. Rossa woke up the next day and could still remember the mobster's handsome face, but never in her heart wished to see him again. When the company Rossa works for, faced a tricky situation with a long-established rival company, she was sent to negotiate with them to solve the problem. And when she discovered that the CEO of the rival company was Franco, she had to choose between her freedom and her job. Would she choose herself over her job? Or would she choose the latter and risk Franco's continued dominance?

a heavy burden that I carried for nine long years. It was hard to admit to myself that Carlos Sky never really loved me, despite all the efforts I made to win him over. I even tried to use the divorce and the company he owned, Sky Corporation, as a way to bargain for him to give me attention and love. But he remained indifferent, insensitive to my feelings and my desperate attempts to win him over. It was a moment of great sadness and disappointment when I realized that he never cared about me in the same way that I cared about him. After the divorce, I had time to reflect on what happened and finally realized that the so-called "love" I felt for Carlos Sky was one-sided. I had deluded myself for years, believing that he loved me, when in reality he never showed this feeling for me. The hardest thing was to admit to myself that I loved someone who never loved me back. It was painful to face the reality that all the time, effort, and energy I put into this relationship was for nothing. Learning to let go of this unrequited love and move on with my life was a difficult journey, but necessary for my own emotional health and well-being. Today, I look back with a mixture of sadness and relief. It was a difficult experience, but I also learned a lot about myself and the true meaning of love. I learned that true love is mutual, it involves reciprocity and respect. It is not something that can be forced or won through negotiations.

"I've always knew you'd be the man to fuck me to heavens." The door opened on that comment and the man she least expected waltzed in. A smirk on his lips. "Tell me, how many times have I fucked you to heavens in your wild little imaginations, Gina?" ............... He’s my father's best friend, a father figure to me. But he's also the hottest man I've ever seen alive. With his fit, toned, and athletic build. He has plagued my dreams more time than I can count. Fucking me to heavens and back, and when the chance comes to experience him. It doesn't matter what it costs, even if it might be the end of me. I’m willing to let him ruin me.

The second Zoe reset her life and landed back at the Elite Match Gala, she swapped her token with her half-sister's. No hesitation. Because in her previous life, Connor had married Zoe, but she had died helpless and unloved. It was only on her deathbed that Zoe finally knowed the truth: Connor had loved her sister all along. Now, Connor grabbed the bouquet meant for Vicky, eyes lighting up."Vicky, you're it for me. My one and only." Then he turned to Zoe—and the warmth vanished. "Zoe, you've always been like a little sister to me. Don't even think about stepping into Vicky's place." That hit like a slap. Cold, sharp, humiliating. Everyone thought she was pathetic. But this time, Zoe wouldn’t beg for his love. She would bless them instead—marry the man her father had chosen for her, and never look back.

Twenty-five-year-old socialite and businesswoman, Quinn Rothschild has always done what is expected of her. The dutiful daughter that went to school to work in the family’s publishing company and tailored her life to keep up her father’s reputation has now been asked to do the unthinkable. Marry the son of the most powerful mafia don in the city to keep their family’s business afloat. A marriage that started out as just on paper to Dante Luciano, an infamous womanizer and lethal asshole. He has made it clear that he hates her and she feels the same. Quinn nearly refuses, until she finds out that her marriage to Dante is payment to the Luciano family for paying off her father’s gambling debts that threaten to take away their home, their business, and possibly her father’s life. Negotiating with the Don, Quinn agrees to marry Dante, though she knows that he is unfaithful to their vows from the very start. But when she starts being followed and threatened, who can she go to for help? The father who failed her? Or her husband who hates her?

I was raised to be invisible. In the kingdom of Avelaine, a maid’s life is meant to pass quietly—unnoticed and unchanged. I knew my place in the halls of Hawthorne Palace, until Prince Roman Davenport looked at me as though I was something more than a shadow. He belonged to the crown. I belonged to silence. What grew between us was never spoken aloud. It lived in careful glances, restrained words, and moments stolen where no one was meant to see. Loving him was dangerous—not because of scandal, but because it asked for something I was never meant to have. In a world ruled by duty and inheritance, some desires are not forbidden by law… but by reality itself.