MMC - Black hair, bronzed skin, dark eyes and a chest full of tattoos. Intelligent, controlling and ready to put you in your place. A dominant man that can tame any brat with a calm demeanor and a firm hand. FMC - Blue hair (for now), olive skin, chocolate eyes, and infinitely unimpressed. A transient wanderer that can't be held down, at least not without a fight. MMC... again? - Sandy brown hair, fair, so tall and wide you need a step stool to reach him, pale blue eyes and a sweet smile that will make you drop your guard. A pleasure dom that only wants to make you feel good even when it hurts. The FMC is barely able to resist these two men and their world of kink. When she finally does, a mysterious stranger shows up to throw her right back into the fire. MATURE CONTENT WARNING - NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18 Please be advised: This book has graphic sexual content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to descriptive violent sex scenes, BDSM, consensual non-consent, humiliation/degradation, complete surrender of control, orgasm control, impact play, sharing of bodily fluids (spit, cum), anal play, group play / sharing and ddlg (light age play). This book has graphic violent content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to gun violence and physical assault.

The story is not your regular bland dark romance story with some forced marriage, a virgin girl and a mafia boss with a Russian name who says "I claim you" or "I own you". This one is a different story, with an actual story line. It is a slow burn thriller with several chapters containing smut and violence, all clearly flagged. Trigger warning! This book has a storyline containing graphic sexual content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to BDSM, impact play, CNC, intense humiliation/degradation, descriptive violent scenes, sexual assault and turture. Read at your own risk. Excerpt: She didn't resist it. She let me place her exactly where I wanted her. I liked that. There is something so intimate and exciting about tying someone up. I find it way more erotic than undressing them. I could already see her pussy glistening. I let my eyes travel over her, taking in the way she held herself - a little tense, a little eager. "Before we start," I said, "whip or paddle?" "Paddle," she answered quickly. I couldn't help the small smirk that tugged at my mouth. "Whip it is." Her breath caught, just barely. I noticed everything. I picked up the whip and let it rest loosely between my fingers. "Fifty strokes," I told her. "You'll count them."

MMC - Tall, tan, brown hair, hazel eyes and a smile that will melt your panties off. Confident, charming and such an asshole. The perfect sadistic daddy to make you hate yourself even as you beg for more. FMC - Does it even matter? I'm kidding! Tall (but obviously shorter than the MMC), fair, black hair, green eyes and a glare that should scare off just about anyone. Bookish and a baddie. A bratty submissive that fights until she falls to pieces at his feet. Did I mention it's brother's best friend? Oh and they talked anonymously for weeks online before meeting up. Our FMC already gave the MMC all the ammo he needs to have her wrapped around his finger. It almost doesn't seem like a fair fight. MATURE CONTENT WARNING - NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18 Please be advised: This book has graphic sexual content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to descriptive violent sex scenes, BDSM, consensual non-consent, intense humiliation/degradation, complete surrender of control, orgasm control, impact play, sharing of bodily fluids (spit, cum and pee), anal play, public play, group play / sharing, fear play, knife play, cutting and permanent marking. This book has graphic violent content that could be triggering to some readers. This includes, but is not limited to gun violence, knife violence, kidnapping, torture, dismemberment, physical assault and sexual assault.

"I love you more than yesterday,and less than tomorrow"

How I imagine the 18+ scenes of TharnType the Series went down ;) THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION. I do not own the story or the characters. Credit goes to MAME and Line TV ~~~ SEASON 1 STARTED: Jan. 16th, 2020 COMPLETED: Feb. 7th, 2020 SEASON 2 (ON HOLD) STARTED: - COMPLETED: - ~~~ 🥇4/3/20 - #1 in 'thaibl'🥇

BL one shots, mostly smut

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."