One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

{NEEDS EDITING} ....::::**•°✾°•**::::.... 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 ❝𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬❞ ....::::**•°✾°•**::::.... "Death is the easy way out, remember?" ....::::**•°✾°•**::::.... 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭. A pretty face with a sharp tongue; the definition of a closed book. Terribly fucked in the head but hides it with her innocent smile. People disgusted her but there happened to be something about a particular handsome jackass that caught her eye. 𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨. A charmer with a dark past and an even darker secret. Definitely fucked in the head and makes no effort to hide it. He's never had to chase after anything in his life but that changes when he crosses paths with a certain sharp tongued princess. What happens when two complete opposites cross paths and realize they aren't as different as they appear to be? ....::::**•°✾°•**::::.... #1 in newstorys - 12/16/22 #1 in rivalry - 12/18/22 #1 in poledancing - 12/31/22 #1 in groups - 12/31/22 #1 in drama - 12/31/22

A marriage based on lies, in order for him to protect the one he loves. But who will protect her if she is not the one he loves? What could go wrong? When in this marriage, one tries to forget while the other tries to find a piece of love. *** -Jay Rose "You were never mine to lose, but i lost you all the same." -Katarina (Ginger) "I almost wish we never meet." -Miles Salvador "The most beautiful part is,I wasn't even looking when I found you." -Hanna Martini "I just happened to be the villain, but not in my story." -Unknown "Смерть - последний барьер, разделяющий нас." *** This is a sequel to "In The Name Of Family", but it can be read as a stand alone, since just the main male character and his family were in the first book.

《 "You're a woman without a voice, Briony," he whispers against my lips. "Let me be the throat through which you scream." 》 Briony Strait Sex, masturbation, erotic thoughts. I was taught these things were shameful. Sinful. Vile. Girls like me aren't promiscuous. We look down on those who are. We're proper. Pure. Innocent. But the more I see of the masked man lurking in the shadows of the night, the more evidence of his sick obsession of me, the more my lustful imagination runs wild. I wanted sin. And I wanted it with him. Aero is my stalker. He's like the air around him. Vanishing whenever he pleases. Showing up to surprise me when I least expect it to pleasure me in ways unimaginable. He only has two rules for me: Give myself over to my hidden desires. Never find out who he is. What he doesn't realize is he's creating a monster. One with the same insatiable hunger for the sickest form of toxic love. THAT SIK LUV

"Does it feel good knowing I'd kill for you, Jamilyn?" *** Upon the passing of her grandfather, Jamilyn Caswell, moves back to Forks, Washington to aid her grandmother. What she didn't expect was to have a new found attraction for their burly green-eyed, and tattooed neighbor. *Currently being heavily edited* [[word count: 69,000-74,000]] Highest Rankings: #1 in summertoremember #1 in corruption #1 in surfing #2 in hot guys

❝Fucking hell, Angel. Please, continue riding me like this. It feels so good. Please❞ he moans to me, letting his mouth open wide to show his own pleasure. I won't stop. I lean over his body and let my palm press onto his mouth, letting my four fingers grab one side of his face as my thumb grabs the other. I can never get tired of him talking no matter the occasion, but right now, this will go exactly as I want. "I don't remember giving you permission to talk, or touch my breasts." He exhales his pleasure as he pulls his hands beside his head submissively. His lips move, and his voice begins to rumble against my hand. I pull it away for a moment. "P-please. I love them." he moans. I raise an eyebrow, slowing down the movement of my hips to torture him. "What do you love?" I ask him, teasing the words out of him. It's no secret, but I'd rather him broadcast it on his shirt than only tell me once. I keep myself steady, not wanting to reach another orgasm myself. "Your breasts." he admits. "You love...?" I ask. "You." He moans, telling me what I want to hear. → Having to deal with the trauma of losing a parent, the Inferno goes about life taking what he pleases and not caring for the feelings of others. When secrets are revealed, so is his true self. His persona is at stake when he indulges in a forbidden romance with someone he's known to be family all of his life. The inferno. Lucifer on Earth. #1 Manxwoman #2 Forbiddenromance #2 Blackwoman #2 Slowbuild

The shadows have always been a safe haven for twenty-four year old Roslyn Huxley. But when the shadows start to haunt her she becomes more than a little curious as to who, or what they really are. Especially when foggy dreams of a shadow man having his way with her become a regular occurrence. The only catch? The encounters are a guilty pleasure that she wouldn't mind more of. Until one morning she discovers proof of his existence, and her sweet dreams come to a halt. Who is he? What does he want? And might he have anything to do with the mysterious deaths that have been plaguing small town Chelan, WA? While old fables and ghost stories are given a new meaning, a whole new world could change everything. As something sinister hatches behind the scenes, Roslyn is determined to find answers to the mysteries within herself as well as the ones all around her. And especially the one's that prey on her late in the night. (NEW CHAPTERS WEEKLY)

"Be a good girl for us, little love." I watch them coming closer. "D-daddy, wha-" "Be a good girl and bend over." **** Daisy Solace is a girl who has everything going great in her life. She works in the local coffee shop-something she loves. She has her own small but cozy apartment and her friends are the best. Then why does she feel like something's missing? And what if she finds it in the three clients that stumble in the shop one day, but never leave her after? They're the darkness everyone avoids, but as the poets say; light will always gather the darkness, no mater what. WARNING: contains strong BDSM and pain in sex. If you are not into sadist and masochist relationships, this is NOT the book for you! This books is reverse harem, which means the MC ends up with the multiple love interests.

She was sweet he was mean. She always smiled while he was always serious. She didn't realize it but he knew she was the love of his life. Delilah Morecelli 17 year old is always smiling. She treated everyone with kindness and never once stopped helping people. She wore bright colors and her head was always in her books. She is bubbly and very social. She is extremely smart the top of her classes. That all changed one day and no one realized When Delilah stopped smiling, when the eye bags and red eyes appeared, when she would miss school, or when her grades dropped. Except for him, Nikolai Mikhailov he has always kept Delilah very dear to his heart, he was head over heels for her, he noticed everything down from how her nose scrunches up when she's thinking hard to the way she clenched her fist when she's anxious. All hell breaks lose when he realizes His princess is suffering, After all don't mess with the Russians next heir's malyshka

" Well, I don't like the way you're talking to me its disrespectful and rude!" She argued at my shit behavior towards her. "You can speak to anyone else like that but not me" I should've known that she would've called me out for it, why wouldn't she? "I'm sorry" I whispered walking up to her and wrapping my arms around her. " I shouldn't have said anything like that please don't leave me" I pleaded. I don't know why. I was never like this before I met her. I didn't care if people left or not because no one was really there for me in the first place. But if she ever decided to leave me, I would lose everything because she is my everything. __________________ Arabella Wright Sullivan, a powerful woman who works to get her own money and could afford anything she could possibly want. Her life was going perfect until she had a one-night stand and the days after that wouldn't necessarily be the same. Christian Allegretti, lived a long hard life, but after just one night that changed. he saw something in someone he never saw in someone before after just a few days maybe he gained a slight obsession.