Bondage

My family auctioning me against my will was one thing. But being auctioned to him, the demigod Alpha, known for chaos and bloodshed, the cursed abomination, was the worst that could happen. I watched him kill men without mercy. I watched him claim me just to spite his brother and now, I'm trapped within his fortress as a slave. His slave. At first, I want to end it all before he does it for me, but on a second thought, I have to fight for my freedom. He swears he bought me to spite his brother and humiliate me. He swears that he despises me. My sin? Being born with the same hair as his mother. But then, the way he looks at me isn't the way you look at the enemy. The way he pins and touches me isn't the way you touch a slave. He buries his face in my neck and relaxes with my scent, claiming me in ways no master should claim a defiant captive. I'm supposed to hate him for being heartless, for being evil, for refusing to let me go, but somewhere in between, I don’t. It's hate and angst, yet every touch makes my heart betray me. He makes my heart beat in ways it shouldn't. A human and an Alpha? Unacceptable! In fact, forbidden in Dark Hound! It's in fact forbidden! But he's unhinged and doesn't care. It's all war and roses until I find out I'm the thing that could either destroy him—or break his curse. The devil they warned him about. TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences (18+) readers discretion is advised

After Sarah finds her boyfriend in the arms of another she heads to the beach to clear her thoughts. Once there, she meets Dom, who she thinks will be the perfect distraction from her broken heart. It's only for the weekend? But what if it's not? When Sarah gets home her best friend Kane is waiting for her with open arms. Kane's more than he appears and when Dom shows up, she's going to have to make a choice or will she?

He didn’t want her love. He wanted her surrender. Gabrielle “Gabby” Green is the untouchable heiress of Kingston’s most powerful family. But to Jace Knight—the ruthless, obsessive heir of the Knight empire—she is the only thing he has ever craved. Four years ago, he cornered her. Broke her. Marked her. And she ran. Now he’s found her again. In one night, he burns her world to the ground—her escape, her freedom, her hope. He locks her in a diamond-studded cage and whispers, “You don’t get to leave. Not ever.” Gabby learns fast that Jace doesn’t play fair. He gives her a choice: stay willingly, or be kept. But every time she runs, he catches her. Every time she fights, he breaks her a little more. Until she stops fighting. Until she starts falling. But Jace Knight isn’t just a monster—he’s a man haunted by a legacy of pain, scars that run deeper than hers, and a secret that could shatter them both. Can a heart caged for so long ever learn to fly again? Or will she become the very thing he swore to destroy—his redemption? A dark, addictive, and emotionally devastating billionaire romance about obsession, redemption, and the most dangerous love of all.

BLURB; "Look at me!" Anderson demanded sharply, forcefully dragging her face to gaze at him while his fingers roughly squeezed her chin. He watched in delight as she s*ck*d in her breath, her eyes starting to grow teary at his rough demeanor. "My precious doe. You are mine. You got married to me, and so you will always have my mark on your body and no other man's. Have I made myself clear?!" He demanded and she nodded, her tears starting to streak down her cheeks. ~. .~ Ashley West never imagined she'd be married off to a stranger, but when her sister's deception is uncovered by the man her sister was set to marry, she becomes the price for her family's freedom! Blindfolded and half-naked, Ashley undergoes a humiliating bridal inspection, only to discover later that the man she was handed over to is her sister's fiancé—and the heir to San Francisco's richest family, Anderson Williams! This was not what she wanted! Never had she dreamt of being married, at least, not to a man who was ready to break her every single day without any emotion on display. As Anderson takes possession of his new bride, Ashley is forced to navigate a world of luxury and power, where she's nothing more than a pawn in a dangerous game. Ashley was determined to find her way out, away from such a man! But as the weeks turned into months, Ashley discovers there was more to Anderson than his cold exterior suggests. Drawn to her husband's enigmatic nature, Ashley finds herself falling for the man she was forced to marry. Their relationship is far from easy though, as Ashley's sister and scheming mother-in-law threaten to tear them apart. Can Ashley and Anderson overcome their differences and build a real marriage, or will they be forever trapped in a game of manipulation and deceit??

"I'm not yours!" I snap, my eyes narrowing into slits as I glare at him. A wicked grin curls on his lips. "Oh, but you are, little deer. How can you even begin to deny it?" He leans in closer, his breath hot against my neck as he drags his nose along my skin, inhaling deeply. "You let me touch you. Now, you. Are. Mine." I shake my head vigorously, my voice trembling as I stammer, "I... I wasn't awake. I didn't know it was you. I thought it was him!" The words spill out, more an attempt to convince myself than to sway him. His dark, sinister laugh reverberates as he presses closer, pinning me against the wall, his body a cage around mine. "Yet your eyes were fixed on his face, weren't they, little deer? Even as you came so hard around my fingers." He's right. My heart pounds as I recall the moment, my gaze locked on Justin, terrified he would wake and discover us. Luna thought she had everything she wanted—a loving relationship with her boyfriend, Justin, and a life that felt secure. But everything changed in a single, haunting night. For years, Luna had been living under the shadow of a mysterious stalker, someone who invaded her apartment, left unsettlingly sweet gifts, and even stole her clothing. She never imagined that the danger was closer than she could have ever suspected. After a night of partying, Luna drifts off to sleep between Justin and his best friend, Dante. But what she doesn't know is that Dante, the man she trusted, is the very stalker who has been obsessing over her for years. And now, with her so close, his twisted desires are becoming impossible to resist. Luna is about to discover that the real threat has always been lying right beside her.

“Hold her mouth open, she’s too polite to ask for it.” A firm hand grips my jaw, keeping it wide, as another man groans above me, thick and pulsing, his c*ck sliding against my tongue with punishing rhythm. She was supposed to be a transaction. One night. A girl forced to sell herself for money, and three men who could offer more than she’d ever dreamed, for a price. But Harper isn’t like the others. When she steps into that hotel suite, fragile and brave all at once, she isn’t just agreeing to pleasure. She’s agreeing to surrender. And something about her, about the way she flinches, the way she obeys, the way she doesn’t ask for more, makes them all pause. They own a club built on power, discipline, and unshakable rules. But she doesn’t know any of that yet. All she knows is what it feels like to be touched like she matters, just once. When they ask if she wants more, she says the wrong thing. “I’d have to ask Mark.” What should’ve been a second arrangement turns into a revelation. Because they know what Mark is. And now they know what he’s been doing to her. Two days later, they offer her another night. Same price. Only this time… they don’t plan on letting her go back. “Good girls take it. All of it. Even when it hurts.” I scream into the pillow as one thrusts deeper, harder, while the other presses his weight against my back, whispering filth into my ear and slapping my thigh until I shake.

Sandra has a new job in a new city and she’s trying to find her footing and escape her past. When her friend calls her in for help with some deliveries she thinks it’s the perfect opportunity to make some extra money. She doesn’t expect that she’ll be walking into a new adventure with three masked men who will sweep her off her feet and make her forget her old life. Midnight Embers is one of the hottest bands around. The masked singers of the group are known for their exploits with the people who flock to their concerts. Desperate to get a taste of their darkness and to learn more about the men behind the masks. King, Demon, and Lover value their privacy and secrets. Secrets that the world isn't ready to know about, like the fact that they’re not human and never have been. When Sandra stumbles onto the shoot of their latest video, she has no idea that it will change her life. That she’ll belong to them in a way that she never thought possible. She’ll be their girl, their plaything, their toy. Giving them just what they need while remembering what it means to be wanted and desired. But what happens when the mask is ripped off and her past comes calling? Will Sandra still belong to the band or will she just be another groupie, tossed to the side after the fun is over.

“Kiss me.” He prowled. “Kiss me until you’re sick of it. Kiss me and prove your body is deserving of my touch.” *** Branded a murderer, betrayed by her mate and sister and disowned by her own family, Anokai Rivers never had anything at all. After spending three years in a cell for a murder she never committed, Anokai is finally released, only for her freedom to come at a price. To infiltrate the most feared pack in the werewolf world and destroy the four Shadowcrest brothers from within. But the brothers are monsters–cruel, powerful, insatiable. No person, man or woman, who enters their territory ever comes out alive. Every glance is a test. Every touch is a threat. And every kiss pulls her deeper into a game she was never meant to survive. She was sent to tame them and learn them. But monsters are never tamed. Not when they’re the one who does the taming. Follow the journey of Anokai Rivers and the Shadowcrest beasts in this sweet, tantalizing dark romance.

Four stories. Four couples Four bikers. Danielle is shocked when her partner suggests an open relationship, furious she finds the closest bar and storms around there in a red dress, only to find it's a biker bar. She gets far more than she bargained for when one of the men becomes obsessed and doesn't want to give her up, even if she's in a relationship. She becomes known as Red, fierce, loyal and escaping her boyfriend who abused her. Vesper is Red's sister and has a hidden secret, she dissapears for years at a time because her job requires it. As a hired assasin, she constantly gets annoyed by the clubs cleaner, Ghost, and hate turns to lust, turns into something much darker. Davina has a stalker, but he's not the kind you expect. He fixes her sh*t, cooks for her, and even tips her thousands on her cam business, but he's also the ruthless Prez of the MC.

“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.