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The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

⚠️🔞 TRIGGER WARNINGS (DARK ROMANCE): ⚠️🔞 This is a DARK ROMANCE book with heavy, raw, and non-traditional themes. It contains highly sensitive content that some readers may find uncomfortable, triggering, or disturbing. This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics

His hand lifted, fingers brushing along my jaw, slow and deliberate, the touch claiming me in a way words never could. “What you need,” Damien continued, voice a dangerous purr, “is someone who will burn for you. Someone who won’t hesitate to rip the world apart if it meant keeping you.” His lips were so close, I could feel the ghost of them on my skin. “And you know that’s me.” My body trembled. Fear, yes. But also something darker—something I hated myself for craving. “Damien…” My voice cracked. “You’re not giving me a choice.”

This Chapter contains strong scenes of Rape, and abuse. Please read at your own risk. For those wondering, it’s the last chapter detailing her physical abuse I promise, it’s just very significant to the plot. Dylan POV "You are right! SHES MINE!" He wasted no time in plunging his entire length into me. A cry left my lips and my eyes watered as I realized I was getting fucked in front of beta Lewis. You would think the king would eventually stop finding ways to humiliate me.

Watching her wake up has become one of my new favorite pastimes and I don’t want to miss it this morning, although she won’t wake up for another couple hours at least; she’s a night creature. I get up and walk back into the bedroom. Stopping at the foot of the bed, I laugh softly as I see the three of them tangled up in each other’s limbs. I then proceed to our library nook in another corner of our room, sit in my favorite chair, and pull out the romance novel I started to read last night. It is a good one. A story about an author who gets a movie deal and gets tangled up with the three male actors who audition to play characters in her book.

Dearest Reader, This story is part of the Destroy Me, Daddy series — a collection of two standalone books connected by passion, power, and heartbreak. Each can be enjoyed on its own, yet together they reveal a deeper world of desire and redemption. I truly hope you enjoy my work and fall in love with every twist, burn, and breath along the way. — Josephine “Say it,” Alexander’s voice was a growl against my ear, rough and insistent, his hand gripping my thigh hard enough to leave marks.

​The air in the "Deleted Scenes" bin didn't just smell of wet ink; it tasted of ozone and the cold, metallic tang of a failed future. As the bookstore reality collapsed above them—the sound of Julian’s typewriter dying like a stuttering heart—Nora hit the floor of the Dystopian Sector. ​The ground wasn't made of wood or grass. It was a shifting mosaic of rusted steel and discarded data-slabs. Above her, the sky was a bruised purple, choked by the "Narrative Smoke" of a thousand abandoned plotlines.

"Then you better start lying. And lying. And lying." And then he walked out, leaving Lysan alone with his thoughts. — Lysan stared at the ceiling, his mind finally made, his resolve completely broken. “I need to make Roman fall in love with me. And I need to do it before the Entity wins.” He stood up and walked to the window, and the sun was rising slowly over the academy. He thought about Roman—his grey eyes, his cold smile, his dangerous promises. And then, he thought about Dyleon—his warmth, his kindness, his broken heart.

IF YOU HAVEN'T READ CARTER BROTHERS SERIES, here's the list: (these are on Dreáme Àpp) Maddox and Bree: Saved By The Devil Dom and Kiara: Hating My Baby's Father Brandon and Elle: Obsessed with My Future Husband Alex and Scar: Scarred Knîght. Check them out, you'll like them if you love your heroes damaged and dark, and finally getting their happily ever after that they deserve. These books are dark romance and are for matured readers, check TW. You might hate them but you'll end up loving them. Thankyou once again. Until the next time! ♡

ISAAC Katya thinks she's so clever. She wore black down the aisle, convinced it would rattle me, invite gasps, sidelong glances, maybe even a muttered curse. It works, though not for the reason she expects. The instant I caught sight of her, lips painted blood-red, eyes blazing, that sinful dress skimming her perfectly shaped body, I know I could stare at her forever. She's absolutely breathtaking, and more than that, she's mine. In a few minutes she'll belong to me for the rest of our lives. I plan to see her in and, better yet, outof a thousand scandalous dresses.