Porcelain Doll Oc Novels & Stories

Book Two In De Niro Series but can be read as stand-alone. "You're mine, Principessa and soon you'll be my queen."He said in a deep hushed voice while his hands roamed on her back like he owned her as his invaded terrotery. "In your dreams, Alessandro. I am no men's doll."She gritted her teeth and tried her best to keep her surging anger at bay. Despite of putting up a brave front,she knew what could cost her if she went against the infamous De Niros. "Yes, you're no men's doll but mine, you're my wife, Aitana and soon you'll love me with every single cell of your body."He kissed on the corner of her lips and pulled away with a smirk as her body yearned for his touch. Aitana Grayson was no stranger to violence and bloodshed as she was the heiress of powerful American Mafia King, Liam Grayson. She was a forbidden fruit ,out of any man's reach. No one expected that she'd be fallen in the arms of Alessandro De Niro who almost gave up on his quest for true love. He despised the marriage which his brother arranged on the name of Truce but eventually found him falling hard for her .

Everyone in the city knows that Michael Shaw despises me to my core. He even takes pleasure in humiliating me in public at banquets. He sneers, "My family made its fortune through gambling. Nancy Jackson is just a pretty face who can't even recognize all the suits in a deck of cards. Marrying her would be worse than marrying an inflatable doll that at least reacts!" Still, the marriage agreement between our families comes first. On top of that, the fake heiress, who is his true love, can't have children. So, he forces me to gamble with him. "If you lose, I want your womb to bear me a child. You have to get a C-section without anesthesia," he demands cruelly. I've long had enough of him always giving me a hard time. A soft laugh escapes my lips, and I reply, "Fine. If I win, then I want your manhood, Michael." The crowd bursts into laughter. Everyone says that I'm overestimating myself. Everyone knows Michael is the best gambler in the city. I lower my eyes and say nothing. Indeed, he is one of the best. After all, five years ago on a stormy night, I was the one who held those hands and taught him how to cheat for the first time to stay alive.

"You're a little rag doll, aren't you? You want to be tossed around, you want me to use you anyway I see fit. Because you know. . . you fucking know. . . " He thrusts so hard, pain stabs my stomach. "You're my favorite toy." **************************************************************************************** They say bad boys don't fall in love. It's even worse when said bad boy is the head of the LA mafia group. Ash Thunder is a debonair stud with multi billion dollars in his coffers from his many businesses. He's got his sights set on Alicia, a demure Latino with the face of an angel and the body of a stripper. At first, she's just someone to pass time with but he later finds he can't let go off her that easily. He's in pleasure land until someone's death drags him into the murky land of his past. He can't figure out what to do - if moving forward with Alicia will jeopardize hire safety. He tries, he really does try to protect her, but it comes at a steep cost. When someone takes up his identity and leaves a slew of dead bodies, he decides to fess up and find out, once and for all, who stands behind the mask. What he find isn't pretty. It could lead to Alicia’s death, or his. Probably both!

The boy, George Larson, whom I once saved as a child, when he was struggling with asthma, repaid my kindness by imprisoning me for seven long years. "Luna, you're my everything. I won’t let you out of my sight," he said, his voice filled with obsession. He tied my hands and feet, keeping me bound to the bed like a helpless doll, but I did not love him; I wanted to escape. In his madness, he set fire to my family’s ancestral home. The last traces of the Sachs burned to ashes, disappearing into the wind. He said that since my home was gone, I could just live with him and that it would be my new home. However, because I refused to let him touch me, he found someone else—a girl with a beauty mark under her eye, just like mine. The girl, drunk on his affection, thought I was trying to imitate her by faking the same tear-shaped mark. In a fit of jealousy, she gouged out my eyes. My face was covered with tiny, bleeding holes, blood streaming down my body. When George came home, the girl gleefully stuffed me into a trash bag, proud of her handiwork. “George, look! I caught some trash that broke into the house!” George did not even glance at me. He just loosened his tie, his voice calm and detached. “Just toss it where trash belongs.”

Angel Hale has spent her whole life worshipping one man. Vincent Hale. He was the man who adopted her after her parents died in a mysterious cold blooded murder by their enemies. To Angel, Vincent is perfection. His deep voice dampens her panties, his presence makes her knees go weak. She calls him Daddy, not by blood, but by obsession, desire, and the twisted bond she built around him since childhood. But Vincent has a dark secret, one that will turn Angel’s world upside down. Now she is stuck between two daddies. Uncle Daniel who wants to ruin her and Daddy who tells her she is his. Only his. But Angel cannot resist the desire of both men who want to claim her. Can she defy the Daddy she loved so blindly? Or will Daniel pull drag her back into his darkness forever? And even more terrifying… What will Daniel do when someone tries to take his doll away? Even if it’s his best friend. The war between Daddy and Uncle is coming—and Angel is the prize both are willing to spill blood to claim. PLEASE NOTE: This book is an extremely DARK EROTIC romance with HEAVY EXPLICIT scenes, torture, human trafficking. The main characters are the villains you don’t want to cross paths with. Be warned!!!

CARLOS: Will she wake up if I wrap her hand around my length? My vision tunnels and I move closer to her spread legs. I’m fisting myself faster, my heart tightening in my chest. I throw my head back when the wave hits me & my cum spills onto her inner thigh. I watch it soak into the center of her cunt. She stirs but doesn't wake. Instead a beautiful word slips from her full lips "Carlos... " The word brings me to my knees. "Dreaming of your prey, pretty doll?".......................................... This is a STALKER xSTALKER DARK ROMANCE. MUTUAL OBSESSION. "Thalia Easton has one goal: kill the Don who murdered her parents. But while she’s been stalking him from the shadows, she doesn't realize he’s been breaking into her apartment and watching her sleep. Things take a different turn the night she disguises as a man to enter his VIP CLUB. Now, the hunter refuses to play the captive, even as she is bound to the side of the man she was trained to destroy. Falling for each other isn't just a betrayal, it's a death sentence. TRIGGER WARNINGS BOTH: Stalking & Surveillance Wet dreams Graphic vio lence Weapons & Threats Privacy|Home invasion MMC Somnophilia Voyeurism ＦＭＣ Mur der & Poisoning Gory mur der board Questionable morals

My daughter, Jillian Hamilton, viewed me as a love rival since she was a kid. Every time my husband, Kelvin Hamilton, and I attempted to engage in bedroom activities, she'd rush into our room to split us up. "You slut of a mom! Stop seducing my dad!" When Kelvin placed some food on my plate, Jillian wept loudly while climbing up the rooftop. "I'll jump off the building right now unless you stay away from Mom, Dad!" Even when I was putting on makeup, Jillian would mock me incessantly. "No matter how much you doll yourself up, an old hag like you can never compete against me." Later on, Kelvin got caught cheating on me with another woman. I was worried that Jillian might get bullied by her new stepmother, Maisie Ferrera, so I did everything I could to fight for her custody. But Jillian splashed me with sulphuric acid hysterically. "You can forget about separating me and Dad! Dad can only be mine!" Noting how pitiful I was, the omnipotent being decided to give me a chance to get reborn. This time, I give up on Jillian's custody without hesitation. "From now on, I just want to stay as far as I can from Jillian!"

“Rule No. 1 – sex is off the table” He looked at me, a certain darkness clouding his eyes that only brewed lust and desire “Don't worry doll, I'm not going to touch you, not unless you beg me to” Five years ago, Helena De Luca is divorced by her husband, Dante D'angelo, when his high school sweetheart returned and claimed his heart. Now, Helena’s back, not for rekindled romance but for survival. Her family's empire is under siege, and the only way to protect it is to strike a dangerous deal with the man she once called her own. Dante agrees to help—but there's only one way: a fake marriage. Helena's reluctance turns to desperation when the rival gangs close in, forcing her to accept. She sets one rule—no falling in love. The stakes are high and complications arise in the form of Dante's manipulative cousin Matteo, who's determined to tear them apart to have Helena for himself no matter what it takes. To make matters worse, Dante’s first love is back, determined to destroy Helena's life and claim Dante for herself. Their worlds entangle, a dark sinful attraction festering between Dante and Helena and getting caught in a dirty game of lust, dark desires tainted with betrayal and manipulation. Would Helena be able to withstand the demands of falling for a man as dangerous or would she give in to the pressures of those who want them apart?

Disclaimer- This is a dark bully romance (18+) She is their doll, They are the predators and she is their prey, Their Perfect muse. ************************************************************** Broken, despised, and humiliated by everyone, including her parents and sister, Renee, the blind Omega suffers a lot of mistreatment and is treated as a slave despite being the daughter of her adoptive parents. Renee further gets heartbroken when she catches her sister cheating with the only boy whom she thought loved her and was worth living for. Her life takes a different turn when she is mated to the triplets Alphas who were on a mission of revenge, to make her life miserable over something that happened in the past. To worsen things, she gets chosen to attend the same school with the same triplets nicknamed the Alpha Devils who are bent on bullying her and she Isn't even allowed to reject them. What would the triplet Alphas do when they find out that they had been wrong about her all their lives, would they be able to put the past aside and love her as their mate? Would Renee forgive them and accept them as mates despite everything they did to her or would she just reject them all no matter how much they grovel and despite the sexual tension between them? In the Elites Arts High School, trust would be broken, loyalty would be tested, secrets would be revealed and betrayal would prevail. Or would love prevail despite the odds?

He betrayed my love. He ripped my throat open on the stone altar. And by the time he realized he had slaughtered the wrong woman, it was already too late. ​I, Thalia, was nothing but a wolfess-less human used as a political shield by Alpha Vance. For years, I gave him everything, believing that being locked away in my room was his way of protecting me, while Vance poured all his passion into the bed next door with my best friend, Elena. On the night of the coronation, I died a tragic death, my human blood drained completely just to awaken the dormant wolf power of his secret mistress. ​But death did not destroy me. Instead, it awakened an ancient, long-forgotten bloodline of blood witches within my veins, violently hurling my soul back into the past—right on the day of our grand betrothal banquet. ​Reborn with full memories of the future, I refuse to be a fragile doll ever again. I choose to burn everything down. I publicly reject Vance in front of the entire pack council, shattering his pride, and flee into the forbidden Blackwood Forest to strike a dark alliance with Lysander, the ruthless Lycan King feared as a god of death. ​Can I rise into a formidable woman alongside Lysander to crush Vance’s allies and masterfully manipulate this blood-soaked destiny? Will I be strong enough to personally execute my former betrothed to satisfy my vengeance, then seize the crown of the ultimate High Luna in the most magnificent wedding the continent has ever seen? And what will truly become of my relationship with the terrifying Lycan King in the midst of a fated mate bond that constantly burns us alive?