Possessive

CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON
"You have this beauty that captivates men, don’t you? There were plenty of naked women in this room, but the second you walked in, the men lost control. They wanted a piece of you. They wanted to own you." His fingers trail down my jaw, tilting my chin up. "Not knowing you already belong to me." I swallow hard, my breath caught in my throat. He moves away, settling into a chair with ease. He unbuttons his coat, leans back, and spreads his legs apart like a king, which I guess he is... And then, his voice turns lethal. "From now on, Ariella Costa, you are mine to use. Mine to play with. Mine to do with as I please." The words hit me like a heart attack. "Your body belongs to me. Your mind belongs to me. Your soul belongs to me." He smirks, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "I own you."

Claimed By My Best Friend's Biker Brother
“Before I decide to fuck that bratty mouth of yours, right here on the sand," He repeated, his voice thick and raspy with desire. “Get in the car, princess.” For twelve years, June has loved her best friend Gavin Powell, a sensational NHL rookie of the season. She’s anchored him through every high and low, keeping her heart under lock and key while he chased the spotlight and toxic women. When Gavin finally breaks up with his high-profile, manipulative girlfriend, June thinks this might finally be her moment to step out of the dark. But June’s life has a darker side, an inherited debt to pay the Knightside Riders, a ruthless biker gang that would go to dangerous lengths to get the money she owed. When the Knightside finally comes to collect, they don't just come for June, they attack while she’s with Gavin, shattering her illusion of safety and leaving Gavin broken and bloodied. That’s when Scott Powell, the president of the Hellfire riders comes in from the shadows. He is the older brother to Gavin and the literal opposite of his ‘golden boy’ persona. He sees right through June and suddenly has this possessive urge to claim her as his. Dragged into a world of leather, biker gangs, blood, and mafia power plays, June finds herself trapped between two brothers. One who is too oblivious to see the treasure right in front of him, and one who sees right through her, craving to possessively claim her as his own. CLAIMED BY MY BEST FRIEND’S BIKER BROTHER would leave you throbbing and craving for more. If you enjoy rides, then hop on and revv into a ride of your life.

Offered To The Cursed Alpha
“You will never be my Luna.” Those were the first words Isabella heard from her husband. Sold to the ruthless Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack as the price of an alliance, Isabella is nothing more than an unwanted omega—a disposable daughter sacrificed by the very family that should have protected her. Killian Nightbane never wanted this marriage. Five years ago, a woman saved his life when his enemies left him for dead in the dark forest. Believing Maya was his savior, he swore to make her his Luna and has never wavered from that promise. So Isabella is only a duty. A pact. A burden he refuses to claim. Yet… Every time he touches her, something ignites. A spark too dangerous to ignore. A pull too primal to deny. His wolf doesn’t crave war… It craves her. Hungry. Possessive. Unrelenting. The more Killian fights the bond, the stronger it becomes... and the more dangerous his obsession grows. Because some promises are built on lies. Some memories refuse to stay buried. And destiny has a cruel way of choosing the one person you were never meant to reject. When the truth finally comes for the Alpha King, will it already be too late?

The Return of the Despised Wife
For three years, Clara poured her soul into being the perfect wife to the enigmatic and cold billionaire, Alexander Montenegro. She silently endured the cruel humiliations of her mother-in-law and the constant shadow of Valeria, her husband's first love. Clara believed that with patience and devotion, she would eventually win Alexander's heart. But that illusion turned to ashes on the night of a tragic accident. When Alexander was forced to choose whom to save from danger, he did not hesitate to rush to Valeria, leaving his wife behind. In that instant, amidst sirens and pain, Clara's heart did not break; it turned to ice. From a cold hospital bed, she signed the divorce papers and vanished without a trace, taking with her her dignity and a hidden talent. Two years later, fate brings them face to face once again. Clara has returned, but she is no longer the submissive young woman who begged for crumbs of attention. Now she is C. Laurent, an internationally renowned designer—empowered, brilliant, and dazzlingly unattainable. Alexander, tormented by the void she left behind and realizing the mistake he made, discovers that the brilliant mastermind his empire desperately needs to sign a vital contract with is none other than his ex-wife. Obsessed with winning her back, he will soon realize that the new Clara is not willing to back down. The man who was used to having the world bow at his feet will have to face the implacable queen he himself forged, only to discover that forgiveness comes with a very high price: his own pride.

Alpha Of The North: His Weakness, Her Curse
TRIGGER WARNING!!! This is rated 18+. Alpha Parthe is as dark as described. If you are not into dark romance, please, in the name of everything holy... ***Excerpt*** "My breath just made you quiver," He leaned closer so that I could almost taste his breath, "...Then imagine what my tongue would do." "I warned you not to play with fire if you are afraid of flames," He added, his voice hoarse with need. My plump lips parted in response, "I am not afraid to burn for what I love." I had just stirred something in him that had lay dormant all his life. "Then so be it... Princess." *** She was an angel craving chaos. He was a demon craving peace. She knew he was hell, yet she chose to burn with him. It takes a special kind of woman to handle his darkness and tame his demons. Alpha Parthe comes from a bloodline of cursed Alphas. They are endlessly consumed by the need to track and kill prey and offenders, constantly plagued by the scent of blood. The more they kill, the more they want to kill. It only gets worse on every full moon. What happens when there is no prey to kill? They become a threat to their loved ones. No one mated to an Alpha from the Wild Wolf pack ever lived more than two years. And every Alpha from that lineage dies at thirty-three due to the curse. Parthe, determined to let the curse end in his own lifetime, vowed never to have a mate nor bear a son. But these vows crumble the moment he crosses paths with a girl he considers 'little and insignificant.' The fate of poor Luxuria of the Ash Mountain pack, who was set to marry the love of her life, Beta Kahel, takes a drastic turn when she finds out she was mated to this cursed Alpha, whom she dreaded with all her life. What happens when his curse gradually begins to seep into Luxuria, the one woman who was meant to be his remedy?

Daddy One Shots
"Rip my ass apart, Daddy! Fuck the shit out of me! God, yes!" "So fucking tight, Jenny. No matter how many times I fuck your ass, it's always like the first time... Are you being good for daddy? Keeping other dicks out of this perfect ass?" "Yes, Daddy. Only yours," she moaned... ### Plunge into a filthy taboo erotica collection where daddies (step daddies, daddies-in-law, and other forbidden fruit) crave and claim their teasing little girls in raw, boundary shattering steamy shorts. Loaded with intense dirty talk, dubious consent edges, high risk exposure thrills, possessive breeding kinks, degradation and humiliation, and scorching incest. Please take care of your mental health. It gets dark and twisted in here... ### A conflicted step daddy wrecks his stepdaughter's holes on his marital bed while his wife lurks nearby. A blind step daughter is tricked into fucking daddy. A daddy fucks his step daughter on her wedding day... to his son. Billionaire daddies. Don daddies. A daddy that fucks his son's girlfriend... in front of his son. ### Indulge in these and other dark fantasies with twist endings that will stay with you. She begs for daddy's brutal cock. He can't stop stretching his filthy little girl. ***All characters are over 18. Explicit content ahead. 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised.

Claimed By My Brother's Best Friend
All her life, Brianna Fletcher had been running from dangerous men. But when she got an opportunity to stay with his elder brother after graduation, there she met the most dangerous of them all. Her brother's best friend, a mafia Don. He radiated danger but she couldn't stay away. He knows his best friend's little sister is off limits and yet, he couldn't stop thinking of her. Will they be able to break all rules and find closure in each other's arms? ****************************** "Your pussy is dripping for me, begging for me to use it." His deep voice sent shivers down my spine. He nipped my skin and pulled me up to sink me down his length. “You are going to take every inch of me.” He whispered as he thrusted up. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good. Is this what you wanted, my dick inside you?” He asked, knowing I have been fantasizing about him since the beginning. “Y..yes,” I moaned.

The Alpha Daddy Between My Thighs
"This is so wrong," Enzo groaned. His voice was rough as he slid another finger into Rebecca’s tight entrance. She let out a broken moan, spreading her legs wider against the cold stone wall, begging for more. "Becca..." Enzo growled. He leaned in to kiss her deeply, his large body pinning her back, trapping her. "I am ten years older than you. I've seen too much blood... you're too pure for this." Rebecca pulled away from the kiss. A smirk played on her lips as her eyes burned with hunger. "The older the better, Enzo." Before he could protest, she sank to her knees before him. She looked up at him through her lashes, her hands reaching for his belt. **** Rebecca has loved the pack’s Beta for as long as she can remember. Ten years older than her, Enzo was everything she wasn’t supposed to want—cold, brutal, respected, and completely out of reach. While the entire pack feared him, Rebecca followed him around like a lovesick shadow, shamelessly confessing her feelings every chance she got. But Enzo never took her seriously. To him, she was too young. Too innocent. Just the Alpha’s spoiled daughter who deserved someone better than a hardened Beta stained by years of blood and war. So, when Rebecca’s aging father announces that Enzo must marry one of his daughters to become the next Alpha, Rebecca finally believes fate is on her side. Until Enzo chooses her older sister instead.

Moaning For The Wrong Brother!
“Does your boyfriend know his girlfriend out here taking his brother’s fingers and moaning his brother’s name like a slut?” Ronan’s voice was low and dangerous. “You are a bastard!” I cursed in a trembling tone, my legs quivering as he rolled his fingers deep inside my wet, dripping cunt, drilling me up in ways his brother has never. A smirk tugged at his lips. “And this bastard is the one fucking you in ways your boyfriend can never… right?” My walls clamped tightly around him, but I couldn’t speak. I could only lie there, shuddering and writhing as he fucked the juice out of my pussy, his other hand kneading my boobs, slapping, teasing, and pulling at every chance and that made me moan. “Can you feel it?” he breathed heavily, his gaze locked pleasurably on mine while he rolled his fingers harder. “Your cunt is wrapping around my fingers…begging and clamping like a needy slut! All for me.” “Fuck you!” I gasped, arching my back as he pushed deeper and harder while every thrust made my thighs quake, toes curling, pussy clenching uncontrollably. “Yes, that’s exactly what I will do. But tell me… does my brother fuck your pussy like this? Does he leave you trembling like this? Does he make you cry out under his touch?” Shame and pleasure tangled inside me, stealing my voice while tears of lust blurred my vision as he continued, his fingers curling just right and finding every spot that made me shiver. “Oh, God… Ronan…”My body trembled, my eyes rolled and every inch of me came alive with pleasure as he pushed me to the orgasm his brother never gave. * It shouldn’t have been him. It shouldn’t have been him touching me, fucking me, and making me moan in ways no one ever has. But it was. And now, nothing could end this dangerous affair. He was the wrong brother. Ronan Krain of the Hearthrobe family. He was Six foot five of reckless power. Cold, brooding, and untouchable. Yet the only one whose fingers could ruin me completely… the only one who knew exactly how to make me come undone. I should pull away. I should end this filthy game. But when he touches me… when he fills me…All I do is take him, moan his name like his good, bad slut, and beg for more, while my body remembers the brother I was supposed to love.

Trading My Cheating Husband For The Lycan King
I bought expensive red lingerie to save my marriage. When I got home on Christmas Eve, I found my husband on his knees with his face buried between another man's legs. I ran. Bought a plane ticket to anywhere. Ended up crying in the airplane bathroom where the most gorgeous man I've ever seen found me. One thing led to another, and he bent me over that sink and gave me the best s*x of my life. Turns out he's Knox Volkov. The Lycan King. My husband's boss. The most powerful and ruthless alpha alive. When we landed, he looked me dead in the eye and said he had a proposition for me. One that would let me get revenge on my cheating husband while experiencing pleasure I never knew existed. The catch? Be his fake girlfriend for one week at the Christmas Summit. For seven days, I'd be completely his. I should have said no. But I was hurt and angry and desperate to feel wanted again. So I said yes. But on one condition—he has to make me come every single time. He agreed with a wicked smile. But what happens when the fake starts feeling real? When I'm falling for a man who's sworn he'll never love or take a mate again? When his rules are no emotions, no strings, no forever—but my heart doesn't care about his rules? What happens when the seven days end and he's supposed to let me go? TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING (18+) WARNING: THIS IS A CHRISTMAS EROTICA WITH SO MUCH SMUT AND JUST ENOUGH PLOT. GET THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS.

All Yours, Daddies
They were my brother’s best friends. The HawkThorne brothers. Wealthy, ruthless, and filthy enough to make the whole city drop to its knees. I was the good girl once. The perfect wife. Until my husband fucked half my office and shoved me into an open marriage I never asked for. One night at a bar was supposed to be my rebellion, my dirty little secret to make me forget. I never expected to run into them. Six years had made them look harder, darker, and so much fucking hotter. I shouldn’t have let them touch me. Shouldn’t have let them ruin me against a bathroom sink with their filthy mouths and rough hands. Three cocks. One night. No promises. But the eldest HawkThorne pressed a card into my palm before I could slip away. “Call us, Sarah. You’re ours now. To own, to fuck, to break…to love.” I thought I could handle them. Thought I could survive their obsession. Now I’m learning there’s no such thing as just sex with the HawkThorne brothers. They don’t share. They claim. They corrupt. And they’re coming for every last filthy piece of me.

RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights of Corruption
40 forbidden stories. 40 powerful, ruthless men. 40 innocent or untouched women who will never be the same again. This isn’t sweet love. This isn’t gentle romance. This is raw, filthy, panty-soaking corruption. Watch as innocent girls get ruined on their stepbrother’s cock, spread wide on their doctor’s examination table, claimed by mafia kings, shared by three dominant men, fucked by their best friend’s father, and broken by men who know exactly how to turn good girls into dripping, begging sluts. From the shy virgin who walks in on her stepbrother stroking his huge cock… to the curious patient who lets her doctor do a very “thorough” exam… to the innocent girl sold to a billionaire who teaches her every dirty pleasure she never knew existed. These men don’t ask, they take, they corrupt, they ruin and their women? They learn to love every second of it. Warning: Extremely explicit. Extremely addictive. Your panties will be soaked. Your fingers will wander. Are you ready to get ruined?"

Married To My Ex's Ruthless Father
Isabella Hart gave everything to the man she loved until he betrayed her, stole her ideas, and threw her away after discovering she was pregnant. Humiliated and heartbroken, she never expected salvation to come from the last person she should ever want. Damien Blackwood is cold, ruthless, and far too powerful to care about love. But when a scandal threatens both his company and reputation, he offers Isabella a contract marriage that shocks the entire billionaire world. Now Isabella is married to her ex-boyfriend’s father. What begins as revenge soon turns into something far more dangerous. As forbidden attraction, corporate betrayal, and family secrets explode around them, Isabella and Damien find themselves trapped between obsession and love while the Blackwood empire slowly tears itself apart.

The Biker's Fashion Designer
WARNING: This book is strictly for mature readers. It contains extremely explicit scenes, violence and vulgar words. Readers' discretion is strongly advised. When upcoming fashion designer, Serena Voss, lands a contract deal to create custom made riding gear for the notorious Frost Vipers' MC, she sees it as an opportunity for her to save her collapsing brand before Christmas. But nothing prepares her for the moment she walks into the clubhouse and meets Knoxx "Havoc" Whitlock, the club's dangerously hot president with sexy tattoos and a ruggedly handsome face. {Funny enough, they have met before, days ago at a coffee shop where she was so rude to him after she had mistakenly spilled her coffee on him. She didn't mean to act that way though, she was having a rough morning, most especially, waking up to a rejection mail from the last fashion house she had sent her design to.} Knoxx, on the other hand, remembers her quite well...the sharp mouthed woman who has been on his mind since the coffee shop incident. Glad to have Miss Attitude as his employee, he intends to thoroughly tame her in every way possible...including on his bed. No doubts, they are highly attracted to each other, have burning moments on the sheets, but their chemistry gets complicated along the line when Serena uncovers a buried truth: her brother died in a hit-and-run on Christmas Eve five years ago, and the bike in the police report matches one from the Frost Vipers' garage. As Serena digs deeper, she discovers that Knoxx is strongly connected to her brother's death. Caught between passion and betrayal, she finds herself tangled in outlaw codes, Christmas temptations and a brewing war. When a rival gang, Widow's Bite MC, launches a violent Christmas week ambush and Knoxx's second in command, Gavin aka "Bishop" happens to be with enemy, Serena must decide whether to run for her life or fight for the man who has claimed her body and soul. This Christmas, love isn't soft... It is savage... It is consuming. And it might be the only gift that either makes her win or lose everything...with Knoxx.

Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King
Every woman he touches dies. But I survived. They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me? The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn’t do love. He doesn’t do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays. Too bad for him…I’m not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I’m something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.

Offered to the Triplet Alphas
"You can't be weak, wife. You now have three husbands to please. Tonight's the night we claim you. You can't let a simple wedding tire you, for our nuptial night holds trials far more demanding." Ezra whispered huskily, tucking my hair behind my ear. -- "Oh god!” I cried. "Not god, baby. We are your demons," Ezra growled, pounding faster. -- "Call my name, Xanthea,” Asher groaned and a tight flutter erupted in my belly. -- "I can't… I can't take this… anymore…" And then he hit a spot, and he kept hitting it again and again with every thrust. Sparks charged throughout my body like the lightning cracking in the stormy sky again and again until it was too much to hold back, too hard to… resist. *** Xanthea Plath, an illegitimate child of the Alpha of Virgo pack, was an omega and omegas weren't allowed to dream, yet she never stopped dreaming. She wanted to be a doctor just like her mother but the luna of the pack, her stepmother would break her physically and mentally and stop at nothing to crush all her dreams. Xanthea had still found a way though all the abuse her steps put her through. But one day her world came crashing down right before her entrance in a medical college when she found out that she was being offered as a bride to the ruthless triplet alphas also known as the demon lords of the Infernal pack of the underworld. Xanthea had heard the horrifying stories of several suitors who had come before her, all of whom had met a gruesome end. *** Dark reverse harem romance with 18+ explicit content. Readers discretion advised.

His Bride Of Revenge
He tilted her chin up, his touch deceptively gentle. “You’re trembling,” he whispered, brushing his thumb over her lips, slow enough to make her shiver. “Is it fear…” His gaze lingered on her mouth. “Or me?” Her pulse stuttered, betraying her. He was too close, and her body didn’t seem to remember which feeling came first, terror or desire. **** Elena Castellano never thought her father would trade her freedom to keep her safe. But after a violent attack changes everything, she is forced to marry the one man she has every reason to be afraid of, Stefano Bernardo, the ruthless heir to one of Milan’s most dangerous families. To the world, it’s a union between two powerful families. To Stefano, it’s the sweetest revenge. Stuck in a marriage built on deceit and danger, Elena must fight not only for her freedom but also for her life, because Stefano’s revenge runs deeper than she ever imagined. And if she truly wants to live, she must face the truth: the real danger isn’t her husband’s revenge; it’s falling for him. He married her to destroy her family. But she might become the death of him—literally.

Craving Her: The Biker’s Obsession
Leather. Oil. Whiskey. That was the life Wren thought she left behind until one tragedy drags her back. —————— “Put me down, Ezra!” I manage to huff out. A loud smack cracks on my bum, pain shooting up. “Shut it, Wren.” My jaw drops, heat flaming across my skin at the realization of what just happened. “D-did you just sp-spank me?” I gasp in disbelief, core tingling. Another smack—harder and louder than the last— follows my words. “I said, shut it.” >>>> Wren is forced back into the club life, the world of men who live and die by their kuttes. Men who live by loyalty. When her brother entrusts her under the protection of the one man who she despises—or so she thinks—she doesn’t expect the roller coaster of emotions that come with him. Ezra Jax, vice president of the Raven Reapers MC. Infuriating, tempting and her brother’s best friend. The one man she shouldn’t want, the one man she should stay away from. In between debts, gang wars and betrayals, buried feelings rise. The more she tries to stay away, the deeper his pull. And the more he pushes her away, the harder he falls. In a world where loyalty is valued, and love is bound to break them both, will Wren risk her heart on the one man she should never have gotten close to? And would Ezra choose Wren over his loyalty?

Given in debt to the mafia King
I was never given a choice. My stepbrother’s debt to the Cosa Nostra sealed my fate, and in exchange for his life, I was handed over like property—promised to Sebastian Manchini, the ruthless mafia king of New York. Always dressed in black, he wears death like a crown, yet his face holds the beauty of a Greek god. Sebastian is no ordinary man. He is the kind of power whispered about in the dark—the shadow everyone fears but no one dares to confront. Men tremble at his name. Women crave his touch. And me? He makes my pulse race, my knees weaken… and he is the one man I can never refuse. But power never comes without blood. Chaos rips through New York, loyalties burn to ash, and the king I was forced to marry may very well become the man who destroys me. I thought I had escaped him, slipped free of the chains of his empire. But six months later, he found me—and bound me to his bed, determined I would never run again.What he doesn’t know is the truth I’ve buried in my heart— I fell in love with him the moment I saw him. He is not only the king of this city. He is the king of my heart. And I am not just his wife. I am his queen.

Craving Mr Redd
"Do not tempt me, Wildling. You're mine to protect, not to fuck." ~~~~ Kyla Harper After the death of my father, I never expected to be placed under the custody of a stranger who claimed to be his friend. I expected an old man with grey hair. Not a demigod who turned my world upside down. Cold. Distant. Devilishly handsome. His words sink into my skin, leaving my knees shaking. And while I flinch at every man’s touch, his feels… different. Now I can’t stop myself from craving the forbidden. ~~~~ Carlos Redd I was caught off guard by Harper’s last will. To take in his only daughter and protect her, despite knowing the violent and dangerous world I live in. Out of respect, I took her in. Kyla crosses every line. Curious about everything I keep hidden. Each moment, each encounter, each argument—tears down my restraint. The more I push her away, the more I crave her. And the more I crave, the closer we get to secrets that could tear us apart.
