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He owns the school. I just survive in it. Matt was supposed to be my safe place. My best friend. My maybe-someday. Until he chose her—the girl who’s bullied me for being poor, curvy, and unwanted since day one. Now he’s dating her, and I’m left with nothing… Except rage. And a deal I never saw coming. Lucien Knox Ravenscroft is danger in a tailored uniform—the son of a trillionaire, heir to Ravenscroft Academy, and the guy every girl wants. He also happens to be her ex. And nobody dumps him. Especially not for some millionaire’s son. So when he offers me a deal—a fake relationship that puts us front and center—I say yes. He wants revenge. I want Matt to regret ever choosing her. But then comes the bet. If Matt notices me again, I win—and Lucien will help me ruin her. If not… I’m his. For as long as he wants me. Now the whole school is watching. My father works for his powerful, monstrous dad. My crackhead mother is a secret buried deep. And Lucien? He doesn’t believe in soft. He plays dirty. And the more we fake it, the more real it feels. This isn’t love. This is war. Fake Dating the Bad Boy for Revenge is a dark high school romance filled with betrayal, secrets, obsession, and a heroine who refuses to stay quiet. No one fakes a relationship with Lucien Knox Ravenscroft… and survives it whole.

One Forbidden Night. Three Brothers. Millie was supposed to clean up after the rich—not sleep with them. But one reckless night with a mysterious stranger shatters that rule. The next morning, he's gone... And so is her sense of control. She never expected to see him again. She definitely didn’t expect to find herself working as a live-in maid for the ruthless, filthy-rich Moretti brothers—Ethan, Aidan, and Evan. Each man is powerful, possessive, and hiding secrets behind cold eyes and cruel smiles. Millie swore she’d keep things professional... but lines blur fast in a house full of temptation and danger. Now she's caught in their web—a pawn in a brutal game of power, lust, and blood-soaked secrets. To them, she’s supposed to be just the maid. But what happens when all three brothers want more? Three kings. One maid. No mercy.

"Tell me all your s****l fantasies, princess." "I want to be f****d, ruined, choked, and marked until I'm a moaning, crying mess, leaking all over your sheets, daddy." Grace's world shattered the night she found out her fiancé was gay. Drunk, devastated, and desperate to forget, she stumbled into the wrong hotel room, and into the arms of Apollo Reed. He is a sinfully hot, cold-hearted forty-year-old man, twice her age. He's everything she was never supposed to want. And everything she never knew she needed. But reality hits hard the next morning when she realizes the man who gave her the first orgasm of her life is her new boss. Will she let him take her again? Please her until she's trembling, begging, and utterly his? Or will she finally learn that wanting a man like him always comes with a price?

“Say it.” Elara’s throat tightened. “I belong to you,” she whispered. Alpha Kane Blackthorn’s gaze remained cold. “Do you understand what that means?” After her father, Beta Draven, is exposed as a traitor responsible for unimaginable crimes, Elara loses everything overnight. Her name. Her freedom. Her place in the Blood Moon Pack. As punishment for her father’s sins, she is taken to the Alpha’s palace and placed under Kane Blackthorn’s control. The ruthless Alpha is known for his unforgiving heart and his hatred for betrayal. To him, mercy is a weakness, and love is a distraction. Elara should hate him. She should fear him. But the closer she gets to the man who holds her fate in his hands, the more she realizes there is more behind his cold eyes than cruelty. Because the Alpha who claims she is nothing but a punishment may be the same man destiny chose for her. And when the truth about their bond is revealed, Kane must choose between the throne he protects and the woman fate placed in his path. He rejected her. But his wolf chose her.

Warning: This is a dark romance. This story contains bullying, abuse, torture, physical violence, branding, manipulation, and other dark themes. For mature readers only (18+). They branded me worthless. My own father told them to hold my face while he wrote the word worthless on my forehead with hot iron. "Make sure she knows what she is before we give her away," he said, laughing ruthlessly. When I was four years old, he paid a pack witch to seal my wolf only because he learnt that I was the white Luna. The first one born in a hundred years. So they made me suffer four twenty years. Chained me to the dungeon beneath our house, and broke my body again and again until I couldn't scream anymore, then poured water over me so they could start again. My brothers did nothing. My stepmother folded her arms and smiled. My stepsister shredded my dress in front of the whole school and called it a lesson. When my father decided to hand me over to three Alpha heirs like a damaged property with a warning carved into my skin so they would never make the mistake of thinking I was more, they never knew that I was more powerful than what they could ever imagine. Just when I was about to give up, the bond snapped and the three alpha heirs fell on their knees at my feet and everything my father feared came back to haunt him. "Who dares touch what belongs to us?"

He stared down at me, his dark eyes burning with desire. His touch was electric, sending shivers through my body as his fingers teased me, leaving me breathless and aching for more. "You want this?" he murmured, his voice rough with need. I could barely think, barely speak—all I knew was that I needed him. "Yes..." I gasped, arching against him as his touch grew bolder, more demanding. Every stroke, every whispered word pushed me closer to the edge. I was lost in him, in the way he claimed me without hesitation. "Who are you?" he demanded, his grip tightening.” "I am your dirty little sl*t." I gasped... A month after her dad died, she moved to L.A.—to live with his best friend. A man rich enough to own the city, and powerful enough to stay untouchable. She thought it’d be awkward. Quiet. Maybe even safe. But then came the night. One mistake. One touch. And everything changed. Now they’re caught in something they can’t control. It’s wrong. It’s dangerous. And it feels way too good to stop. She knows this can’t last. He knows it too. But the more they try to stay away, the harder it gets to breathe without each other. And if anyone finds out—it won’t just break hearts. It’ll ruin lives. This story is rated 18+...

“You’re blushing,” Ethan murmured, stepping in close, voice like silk and sin. “I’m not,” I snapped, even as my breath hitched. His fingers brushed my jaw. “Liar. Your skin gives you away every time.” I tried to step back, but my body didn’t move. It leaned into his heat, into the pull I kept denying. “You hate me, remember?” I whispered. His lips barely grazed mine. “Then why do your eyes beg me to kiss you?” *************** After being betrayed by her fiancé who got her sister engaged to him, Olivia is humiliated and heartbroken. Olivia thinks nothing could hurt worse. Until her family gives her an ultimatum: Marry in five days, or be forced to wed a man who can’t even speak. Why? Because her younger sister can’t walk down the aisle first—it’s “shameful” if the eldest daughter isn’t married. When a cocky, infuriating stranger shows up with a marriage proposal, things get messy fast. What starts as a contract to save face turns into something far more dangerous: undeniable chemistry, scorching tension, and a slow burn that refuses to stay under control. In five days, everything could fall apart for Olivia or turn into the beginning of something real.

Billionaire CEO Julian Hawthorne runs his life—and his romantic conquests—by the entries in a private, meticulous journal. But when his business comes under threat from his estranged father, he needs a Personal Assistant who won’t fall for his money, his charm, or him. Enter Sloane Carter. Brilliant, broke, and fiercely independent, Sloane accepts a job she didn’t apply for because she has no choice. She vows to manage Julian’s life, not his women—and definitely not her own growing attraction. But as secrets surface and the lines blur, Sloane discovers the journal that keeps Julian’s heart locked tight. To secure her future, she may have to destroy the system he uses to avoid love—and risk becoming the one woman he can’t manage.

Dravina has spent seven years trapped in a gilded cage. As the Luna of the Firestone Pack, she endures a life of cruelty and control under her possessive mate, Alpha Cassian. Desperate for freedom, she makes a daring escape into the wilderness armed with nothing but a small bag and the unbreakable will to survive. But freedom has its price. When Dravina is captured by another powerful pack, she expects punishment or worse, to be returned to Cassian. Instead, she finds herself face-to-face with a commanding, enigmatic Alpha who sees straight through her lies… and claims her as his destined mate. Torn between fear and a flicker of hope, Dravina must tread carefully in this unfamiliar territory. As secrets unravel and danger closes in, she stands at a crossroads: trust the bond she never believed in, or fight alone for the life she’s always dreamed of.

In order to save her grandmother, Elena agrees to marry into the Rodríguez family. On the night before her engagement, she is invited by her friends to celebrate her last night of singleness. She is advised not to keep her virginity for her so-called fiancé, a man with a playboy reputation. That night, she meets a handsome stranger. She seduces him and gives him her first time—only for him to show up the next day at the engagement party as her fiancé’s powerful uncle and the heir to the Rodríguez empire. What would happen when the two cross paths again, and what secret is the Rodríguez family hiding?

"When I caught my boyfriend of four years in bed with my stepsister, I snapped. After teaching them both a lesson,I drowned my sorrows at a bar,where I met a dead-gorgeous stranger. One steamy night later...He tried to pay me. Like I was some kind of escort. ""You're the worst I've ever had,"" I sneered, lying through my teeth. ""Practice more before taking clients."" Then I fled. But fate wasn't done with me. That stranger? He's my company's new CEO. Oh, and he's a werewolf. An Alpha werewolf. I just wanted to keep my head down and avoid him.Then the pregnancy test turned I pregnant. My Alpha Boss slapped down a marriage contract and demanded I move in with him. Before moving in, I taunted: ""Your skills were worth $150, max."" After living together, he growled: ""How's my performance now, wife?"" I, trembling lying oh the bed: ""Please... have mercy!"" From one-night disaster to carrying the Alpha's heir, I never expected my life to turn out like this. But one thing's certain,my Alpha Boss is determined to prove he's worth way more than $150 a night..."

“There’s nothing wrong with breaking her legs to keep her. Or chaining her to the bed. She’s mine.” She was looking for freedom. He gave her obsession, wrapped in tenderness. Genesis Caldwell thought escaping her abusive home meant salvation but her arranged marriage to billionaire Kieran Blackwood might be its own kind of prison. He’s possessive, controlling, dangerous. Yet in his own broken way… he’s gentle with her. To Kieran, Genesis isn’t just a wife. She’s everything. And he’ll protect what’s his. Even if it means destroying everything else.

She hasn't spoken in thirteen years. Tonight, everything she has been hiding from finds her anyway. Ayla has survived by staying invisible. No wolf. No voice. No place in the pack that took her in after her family was destroyed. She kept her head down, stayed out of the way, and asked for nothing from anyone. It worked. Until the night of her eighteenth birthday changed everything. Her wolf awakens — sharp, sarcastic, and completely unimpressed with the situation. Her first shift happens alone in the snow, the way every important moment in her life has happened. And when she returns to the packhouse, three scents wrap around her like chains she didn't agree to wear. Three doors. Three bonds. Three mates. Kael — cold, commanding, already certain the world bends to him. Ryker — dangerous, sharp-tongued, and the one who told her to find somewhere else to sleep just hours ago. Soren — quiet, watchful, and somehow the most unsettling of the three. The future Alpha, Beta, and Delta of the pack. The last wolves on earth she would have chosen. Ayla felt the bond. She understood exactly what it meant. And she made the only decision that made sense. She ran. But all three of them have her scent now. And they are already coming. She survived thirteen years of silence. Surviving them is going to be something else entirely....

“Whose touch made you cry for more tonight?” Lucien’s voice was a low snarl as he gripped my jaw, forcing me to meet his gaze. “Yours,” I whispered, my voice unsteady. “Alpha, please—” Silas’s hands tightened on my hips as he pulled me closer, his words rough against my spine. “Liar. She trembled for me.” “Should we make her prove it?” Claude murmured, his breath hot at my throat. “Let her beg until she remembers who she belongs to.” I was shaking, caught between them, their shadows and their heat pressing in from every side. All I could do was breathe, “Yes… don’t stop.” And they didn’t. Like they never could. Like I was theirs, all three of theirs. --- Lilith used to believe in loyalty. In love. In her pack. But everything was torn away. Her father—the late Beta of Fangspire—died. Her mother, broken with grief, drank wolfsbane and never woke up. And her boyfriend? He found his mate and left Lilith behind without a second glance. Wolfless and alone, with debts threatening to drown her, Lilith enters the Rite—a ritual where women offer themselves to the cursed Alphas in exchange for gold. Lucien. Silas. Claude. Three ruthless Alphas, cursed by the Moon Goddess. If they don’t mark their mate before twenty-six, their wolves will destroy them. Lilith was supposed to be a means to an end. But something shifted the moment they touched her. Now they want her—claimed, marked, worshipped. And the more they take, the more they crave. Three Alphas. One wolfless girl. No fate. Just obsession. And the more they taste her, The harder she is to let go.

“Make love to me.” I pleaded. I wasn’t thinking straight and I was only doing this to get back at Benjamin but the way Saint was currently looking at me did not help with my decision making. “Make love to you?” He repeated. He was probably baffled seeing as I was dating his nephew. “Yes.” I didn’t back down. Saint took a few steps closer to me, making me falter. Was he finally going to throw me out of his room for talking such nonsense? I held my breath as I waited for the inevitable rejection. “I don’t make love, mia cara. I f*ck.” ~•~ When Adriana Jensen catches her boyfriend cheating on her with her best friend, her first idea is to get back at him by sleeping with his uncle, Saint, but when she is rejected by him, she sees it as a challenge and stops at nothing to make him break before their trip is over. Saint Rossi has no business lusting after his nephew’s girlfriend but he cannot help his obsession, especially after she boldly gives herself to him. He tries his best to stay away from her because she is too good to be brought into his darkness, but it seems like fate had other plans for the pair.

“It won’t be a straight death from where you’re standing.” I blink, turning around. “What?” But he doesn’t give me a reply. At least not yet. Instead, he takes hold of my arms in his large, gloved hands, and pulls me to him so that we are standing toe to toe. “What are you doing?” I whisper. This new position has brought us closer. So close that if I stand on my toes, and he dips his head down a bit, I’d probably have the best kiss… “If you fall from here, the possibility of you dying immediately is 98% at the very least,” He begins as I stare at him with my mouth slightly agape. “Falling from where you stood before is about 35% lesser. You’d die eventually, maybe after a night or two of trying to revive your shattered bones, but not immediately.” Having made his point, he steps back from me and climbs down the somewhat elevated platform. “Did you just make way for me to kill myself?” I murmur, feeling like I’m losing my mind all over again. What kind of a man is this? *** Sonia’s life is going great one minute and then takes a spin for the worse when she is betrayed, gets pregnant and worse, is told that she will be getting married to Italian mafia heir, Anthony Romero, who doesn’t mind raising another man’s child. She abhors the idea, but having also recently been disowned by her father, she has no choice but to accept the marriage proposal if she wants protection for herself and her child. But she has questions. Why would a sane man from her world want to raise a child that isn’t his? Surely they’re ulterior motives in play. *** Anthony Romano gave up on love a very long time ago and swore never to let another woman in. Then in comes this one woman he calls ‘wife’, breaking down walls he spent years building. But he’s not about to let some flimsy feelings get in the way of his one need.

The room fell silent for a moment. He released my face from his grip and started pacing around the room before, suddenly he stopped and started studying me, his gaze piercing. Then, he crouched down again in front of me, his face inches from mine. "You want to save your father?" he asked calmly. I nodded desperately. "You will work for me," he said, standing up and stepping back. "As a maid in my mansion. One year of service without pay, whenever I want a taste of that body I'll get it and you can't refuse" I hesitated for a moment, I was so disgusted, he wants to have his way with me, how can I say yes to this? He would fully access me for a year? One year of being at his beck and call of been a s*x slave to this devil? ******* Rafael Marino, infamously known as "The devil" is a merciless mob boss forged in the brutal ways of his father, Vincenzo Marino. Claire Miller, a struggling stripper, is just trying to make ends meet while caring for her alcoholic father. Their worlds collide when her father, in a drunken stupor, steals $1.5 million from Rafael's club and promptly loses it to a group of thieves. Rafael, who had a recent run-in with Claire and was rebuffed, sees the perfect opportunity for revenge, with her father nearly beaten half to death she is forced to accept the job of a maid, spending a year at the ruthless mob boss' mansion, the big question is will she survive the devil and his family's heat or be family's turning point against a much bigger threat?

{MATURE — mid slow burn, knotting, claiming, check your trigger warnings. Fmc is a plus size and won't change. This is bear shifter erotica romance.} "Look at you," Orion growled against my throat. “Taking every inch like you were made for me." "Orion—" "Say it again." his voice was gravel with hunger. "Say my name while I fill you up." "I can't — it's too much—" His grip tightened on my hips, fingers bruising, possessive. “It's exactly enough." He pressed his forehead to mine, eyes darkened. "You were made to accept my knot. Your body already knows it even if you don't.” *** Man or bear — Aurora chose a bear shifter. Aurora Whisper ran from everything she knew — the abuse, the lies, and the man who convinced her that being owned was the same as being loved. Bleeding and broken in a mountain rainstorm, the last thing she expected was him. Orion Beckham. Alpha of the Boulderback Pack. Leader of the Boulderback MC. A man built like the mountains he rules — dangerous, and completely undone by a woman who falls broken into his world and refuses to leave his mind. He is possessive. Obsessive. Devoted in ways that should frighten her but it doesn't. What he does to her body should be illegal — Orion Beckham learns every inch of her like she was made specifically for him. Because to his bear, she was. And he intends to prove it. But her past comes back — and it wants her on her knees. Too bad she already belongs to a bear.

“Spread those legs wider…Fina. I need to see every f*ck*ng inch of you.” His voice was calm. Cold. Commanding. And just like I always did, my body obeyed before my mind could. Dario Severo was my father’s best friend. Then he became his enemy. Now he’s my husband. Feared across the underworld and twice my age, Dario married me as the price of peace between cartels. I was supposed to be a contract. A body bound by a ring. Nothing more. But behind closed doors, his control is intimate, deliberate, and addictive. He touches me like he’s waited years to claim what was always forbidden—and I hate how much I want it. I was offered to him to end a war. Instead, I became his obsession. ************ This book is pure age-gap erotica! Dive into your best erotic experience as Don Rio wrecks every inch of his wife; Ikkohafina, in the most dirtiest, most electrifying way!

"I bet you still feel me," I whispered, tracing a lazy finger down her spine, just to make her shudder. "Still stretched from how deep I was inside you." She s*ck*d in a sharp breath, but I caught the way her thighs pressed together, the way she burned with the memory she was so desperately trying to bury. "Shut up," she bit out, her voice shaking. I chuckled, dark and low, brushing my knuckles against her jaw. "Why? Does it drive you insane knowing you let the villain ruin you first?" Camilla He used to make my life hell. Stefano Madden, the golden boy with ice in his veins and a filthy mouth that cut deeper than knives. I was the fat, invisible girl he loved to humiliate. Now, I’m curvy, successful… and unfortunately, his personal assistant. I swore I’d never fall for him again. But the way he looks at me now? Like he wants to ruin me all over again, only slower, dirtier, deeper. And I would let him. Stefano I broke her once. I should’ve walked away. But Camilla Whitlock grew into every man’s fantasy and I hate that she makes me feel. So I push her. Tease her. Own her. Until the line between cruelty and desire snaps. I take her, claim her, and when I put a baby in her, my obsession turns lethal. But when she’s stolen from me, all bets are off. I’ll burn the world to bring her back… even if she never forgives me.