
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.

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?

Fake Dating My Best Friend's Brother
I come from a pack so small most wolves forget it exists. So when I arrive at an elite werewolf school, I do what's best..keep my head down and attach myself to someone who can protect me. That someone is Rowan Northwood. I learned early that gratitude earns safety, and silence earns approval. Especially after I fell in love with him in high school. By the time we reach Mooncrest College, I’ve spent years as his shadow…loyal, quiet, always available. I call it love. He calls it friendship. Everything shatters the night he chooses his girlfriend and lets me fall into a fountain instead. Soaked, humiliated, and finally awake, I run straight into Alpha Kael Northwood. Rowan’s older brother. Hockey captain. The most feared and desired wolf on campus. His eyes meet mine, our wolves recognize each other, and the bond snaps tight. Then he makes me an offer. One that will protect me, ruin Rowan… and change everything.

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.

He Was My Sister's Fiance Until He Was Mine
One reckless night in the backseat of a stranger’s car was supposed to be forgotten by morning. Until Aiyana discovers she’s pregnant. And the father is the man sliding an engagement ring onto her sister’s finger. Angelo De Simone is everything she should fear—cold, powerful, the ruthless heir to a mafia empire built on blood and loyalty. Aiyana never even knew his name the night they met. It was supposed to be one mistake. One secret buried forever. But secrets never stay buried in Angelo’s world. Then the engagement party erupts in gunfire. Her sister vanishes—kidnapped. Her father disappears without a trace. Her mother collapses in the hospital, her long-hidden illness finally claiming its due. In the wreckage, Angelo steps forward. He shields Aiyana from bullets, pulls her into his shadowed empire, and holds her when grief threatens to break her completely. Every touch is fire. Every promise is poison. Every stolen moment blurs the line between protection and possession. But the only man who makes her feel alive is the one she’s supposed to despise—and the one who already belongs to her sister. Now she’s trapped in his deadly world, cradling the most dangerous secret of all: the child inside her is his. What happens when the truth spills out? When love forces a choice that could ignite a war—or leave nothing but ashes and broken hearts?

A Slave to the Alpha I Rejected
[WARNING: MATURE/ EXPLICIT CONTENT]. “I, Celeste Orion, princess of the cross-vale pack, reject you as my mate, I cast you aside alone, I see no future with you, as you are weak with no power and will only bring my ruin, I despise you.” Those were the words I told my lover, breaking my Alpha's soul before he died, He is the ghost of my past, the love of my life, I betrayed him four years ago. Our love was forbidden, yet I abandoned my lover to his death that haunts me, only to find out he’s been alive all along. He had come back for me, now a ruthless king, back for revenge from my family’s torture and massacre of his blood line. He takes me as his captive. He is as cruel as ever, my first love I’ve rejected has come back as my ruthless captor, he hates the very air I breathe, and now he wants to punish me as his slave. He is my salvation and I am his plaything, his slave, he won’t let me go no matter what. And yet I don’t find myself escaping the very hell I set for myself anytime soon, as he takes me as his bed slave, But why? Why after all this time to feel still drawn to a ruthless man who wants nothing but to make my life a living hell?.

Breed Me, Daddy Alpha
I came for the summer. To spend time with my best friend. Not to get bred by her father. But the second Alpha Damon looked at me, I wasn’t a guest. I was his. To ruin. To knot. To claim. Now my throat’s sore, my belly’s full, and his cum’s still dripping down my thighs while she sleeps down the hall. He doesn’t care if she hears. He wants her to. Because I’m not just his obsession. I’m his omega. His mate. His filthy secret, he’s done hiding. I came innocent. I’m leaving marked. And I’d let him do it all over again. ** WARNING: 90% SEX. 100% SIN. This book is for mature readers only and contains content that is dark, pornographic, and brutally taboo. Triggers & themes include: Extreme age gap, Alpha/omega knotting, Daddy kink, Breeding obsession, Dubious consent, Public sex, Best friend betrayal, Rough claiming, degradation, and raw eroticism If you like soft romance? Run. But if you want to be ruined by a possessive Alpha Daddy who doesn’t give a fuck who hears you scream. Then come take his knot.

From Best Friend To Fiancé
“You have no idea what you’ve done to me. I’ve been replaying every sound you made, every way you came apart for me.” His grip tightened. “I’m not letting that go. I’m not letting you go. Fuck the friendship. I want you.” I let out a little gasp. His thumb rubbed across my lower lip. “I don’t just want to fuck you—I want to keep you. You’re my favorite sin, and I’ll commit it again and again until you understand you’re mine.” His lips twitched a little. “You’ve always been mine, Savannah.” ——- Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer—until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken… and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date—her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who’s always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah’s torn between keeping up the act… or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.

Rejected by my mate, Claimed by Alpha Ryder
“I, Julius Armstrong, reject Doris Charles as my mate.” The laughter came right after. This was the second time my mate rejected me because I cannot talk. In the pack, they call me dumb not because I am stupid, but because I am mute. When I turned eighteen, my first mate rejected me for that reason. Today, it was the Gamma. He is twenty-one, the same age as the Alpha and Beta. This was his third rejection. The first girl was too fat, the second was too short and now, I was dumb. I never wanted to attend the mating ceremony. I knew how it would end, but my stepmother forced me to go, and my stepsisters came just to watch me get mocked again. The next day, wolves who had found their mates returned to officially claim them before the Alpha and pack leaders. I went only because I was forced, just to stand there and watch my stepsister get chosen. Then something happened that no one expected. The Alpha claimed me as his mate in front of everyone. Was I shocked? Yes. Did I believe him? No. Did I think it was a cruel joke? Absolutely. Because no Alpha would choose a rejected, mute girl like me.

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?

Craving The Wrong Brother
She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend. ~~~ Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she’s stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield—his toxic on-and-off girlfriend—shattered his heart. But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong. Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah’s wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side. Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she’s always seen him. Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn’s older brother—a man who couldn’t be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world. What starts as a game—a twisted bet between them—soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who’s always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised.

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.

The Billionaire's Bargain
After the death of her mother, the world of twenty-five year old Penelope Castillo, a bright and kind-hearted baker, turns upside down. She's thrown into a reality that forces her to marry a hot-tempered billionaire to get her inheritance. The marriage is rocky from the start—she doesn't want him, and he hates her with a vengeance. Christian Hilton is a tech billionaire, the untouchable golden boy as ruthless as he is arrogant with a dark side hidden under pressed suits and a cold personality. Hating the doe-eyed Penelope is a promise, and ruining her life is a vow. Opposites attract is a popular saying, but does it really happen? Can love bloom from a place of hatred? When a haunting shadow comes for Penelope and her dark secret, can she save herself without breaking apart or die in a marriage to an enemy?

Dirty little secret(Erotic short stories)
“Daddy! Please stop” I begged him as he pounded into my hot dripping pussy. “Hush darling! Take my cock like a good girl!”He growled.

MY MASTERS
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits—or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown—possibly blond—hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.

Twisted Obsession: The Billionaire's Virgin Bride
"Strip for me," he commanded, his ice-blue eyes devouring her. "Tonight, I take what's mine." I thought I knew betrayal when I caught my fiancé's balls-deep in another woman. I thought I'd hit rock bottom when that woman turned out to be my TWIN SISTER. But the real knife in my back? He was her boyfriend first. For eight months, she fed him every secret about me—my fears, my dreams, my insecurities—so he could seduce me, make me fall in love, and destroy me when it hurt the most. Why? Because she's always hated that I'm successful. That I'm respected. That people love me for who I am, not what I look like. So there I was—promoted, engaged, happy—walking into my fiancé's apartment to celebrate... only to find him f*cking my sister against the wall while she smirked at me over his shoulder. "Surprise, sister. He was always mine." I should've gone home. I should've cried. Should've been the victim they wanted me to be. Instead, I walked into the most exclusive bar in New York and caught the attention of the most dangerous man in the city. Dante Ashford. Billionaire. My ex-fiancé's boss. Sex personified. And currently getting pleasured by a beautiful blonde in the VIP lounge—while staring directly at ME. He said my name while another woman's mouth was on him. Then he dismissed her with one cold word: "Leave." When I demanded to know how he knew who I was, he smiled like the devil making a deal. "I know everything about you. Your cheating fiancé and backstabbing sister. I know exactly how to make them pay." His offer was simple: Marry me. Destroy them. I'll give you power, wealth, and revenge. My response shocked us both: "I'll marry you. But first... take my virginity. Tonight."

The Billionaire's Indecent Proposal
“I have a proposal.” Nicholas softly stroked my skin as he watched me. “I want children. And I want you to help me with that.” He wanted me to give him a child! "In return, I will give you everything you could ever want.” Orphaned and with no place to call home, Willow's only chance at happiness was to attend college. When her scholarship fell through, she could only contact Nicholas Rowe, a mysterious and downright sinful billionaire, to give her the money she rightfully deserves. How would she have known that not only would he be willing to fund her education, but he also wanted her to be the mother of his children! This was not part of the plan. But when faced with temptation, Willow could only accept the indecent proposal and fall into the older man's clutches. Will their relationship last? What will happen when the ghosts of Nicholas’ past appear to tear the couple apart? Can they survive the storm?

Forgive Me Father, for I Have Sinned
Redemption was never the plan. God forgives, the devil doesn't. Anastasia Romanova took her vows to escape the sins of her bloodline. Obedience over desire, silence over truth, God over family. Returning to Moscow for her mother’s funeral is a penance she never asked for. The churchyard is heavy with snow, old ghosts, and the family that never wanted her. She intends to pray, mourn from a distance, and leave untouched. Then she meets him. Cold-eyed. Watchful. A man who carries violence as calmly as others carry faith. A man who looks at Ana not as a nun, not as a daughter, but as something already claimed. Kayne is her sister’s brother-in-law. A stranger with too much power and too much interest in her quiet suffering. He does not tempt her with words. He unsettles her with certainty. With the knowledge that vows can fracture, and devotion can rot into obsession. As grief dredges up buried truths and family secrets bleed into the open, Ana finds herself standing at the edge of everything she has denied: desire, rage, and a hunger that prayer cannot silence. Some sins are committed in secret. Others are carved into the soul. And forgiveness may be the most dangerous lie of all. When the devil decides to make the angel his, no one can stop him, not even God.

Sold To The Savage Alpha
His hand was soaked in blood when it wrapped around her throat. His voice was a growl when he whispered against her lips. “I’m not here to love you, little wolf. I’m here to ruin you.” That’s how it started. Sera Vale was sold like a slave. Dragged from her home in chains. Stripped of everything and handed to the most feared Alpha who is also a Mafia, as payment for a debt she didn’t owe. Lucien Virelli doesn’t believe in mercy. He rules with bullets. Breathes violence. Fucks like a beast. And when Sera is thrown at his feet, he doesn’t see a girl. He sees prey. A mystery. Something that should not exist. She was told her entire life she was nothing. No wolf. No power. No purpose. Just a broken girl with a cursed bloodline and a dead mother who took the truth to the grave. But Lucien sees it. Smells it. Wants it. He doesn’t want to protect her. He wants to tame her. Mark her. Breed her. Make her scream until her wolf rips out of her body and begs him to take it. What he wants from her isn’t gentle. It isn’t safe. And it sure as hell isn’t human. He touches her like he owns her. Looks at her like he’s already inside her. And when she finally begs. He makes her earn it. Now she’s trapped in a world she doesn’t understand. Craving a monster she should fear and drowning in a heat she swore she’d never feel. This isn’t a just love story. It’s a dark craving that takes over your body and doesn’t let go. Trigger warning:This book contains graphic sexual content, feral dominance, primal mating, obsession, psychological power play, intense violence, degradation, and breeding kink. For matured readers only. Read at your own risk… or pleasure.

Naked Scripts (Erotica Collection)
“Hold the fucking counter,” he growls. I grip the edge. He slams into me raw (one brutal thrust that punches the air from my lungs). “Fuck—Jake—” I choke. He sets a punishing rhythm, hips snapping so hard the cabinets rattle, cock splitting me open. “Quiet,” he snarls, spanking my ass hard enough to echo. “Your brother’s ten feet away.” Another vicious spank. Then another. My skin burns red. “Yes—Daddy—harder—” I sob, biting my lip bloody. He spanks me again and again, handprints blooming, fucking me so deep my toes curl. “You love this, don’t you?” he rasps. “Love getting wrecked while Tyler sleeps.” “Yes—fuck yes—don’t stop—” ** Naked Scripts is a compilation of thrilling, heart throbbing erotica short stories that would keep you at the edge in anticipation for more. It's loaded with forbidden romance, domineering men, naughty and sex female leads that leaves you aching for release. From forbidden trysts to irresistible strangers. Every one holds desires, buried deep in the hearts to be treated like a slave or be called daddy! And in this collection, all your nasty fantasies would be unraveled. It would be an escape to the 9th heavens while you beg and plead for more like a good girl.
