Bondage

Esclava. Rota. Sin lobo. Siempre he sido el juguete perfecto para el dolor y el placer del despiadado alfa Jax, mi dueño. Durante veinte años he vivido en el abuso, la tortura y la esclavitud, así que una noche decidí huir de todo para encontrar la libertad, sólo para descubrir que me había metido en la manada de nuestro enemigo. Me llevan ante su cruel y despiadado Alfa Ares, que no me reconoce como esclava de Jax, así que pensé que era libre, pero la única forma de que me deje seguir en su manada es ser esclava una vez más. Su esclava.

Advertencia: Historia de temática oscura y BDSM que implica contenido altamente adulto al principio. Una ingenua criada que trabajaba para dos dominantes hermanos multimillonarios intentaba esconderse de ellos porque había oído que si sus lujuriosos ojos se posaban en alguna mujer, la convertían en su esclava y eran dueños de su mente, cuerpo y alma. ¿Y si un día se cruzaba con ellos? ¿Quién la contrataría como su criada personal? ¿Quién controlaría su cuerpo? ¿Qué corazón dominaría? ¿De quién se enamoraría? ¿A quién despreciaría? —Por favor, no me castigues. Llegaré a tiempo la próxima vez. Es sólo que... —Si la próxima vez hablas sin mi permiso, te haré callar con mi vara—. Mis ojos se agrandan, escuchando sus palabras. —Me perteneces, gatita—. Me penetra con fuerza y rapidez, adentrándose más en mí con cada embestida. —Yo... te... pertenezco, Amo...— Gimo como una loca, apretando las manos a la espalda.

"I'm about to c*m in your smart little mouth and you're going to swallow all of it. Do you understand?" He didn't let me answer, holding my head in place as his c*m filled my mouth. He waited until I had swallowed every drop before he released me and I fell to the bed, sobbing. Zipping himself up, he stalked to the door, then paused and turned to smirk at me. "Don't even bother to tell anyone about this. Or you and your mother will suffer. And get ready, because this is just the beginning." *** Jasmine Scott is an omega, a nobody. Born in the slums and living with her struggling, single mom, she is an outcast at her school. Until her mom gets married to the alpha. Relieved that her status has been elevated, Jasmine is glad to be part of the alpha’s family except that Hardin Scott, the alpha’s gorgeous son is out to torment her. Hardin hates Jasmine. She might be his step-sister but she is no blood of his. He knows she is a gold-digger out to get his father’s money and for that she must be punished. But what happens when he starts lusting after his step-sister? Hardin craves for a taste of his step-sister's body and he won’t stop until his sensual mark is branded on her skin.

Her eyes widened. Even in the dark, I could see the fear in her eyes. As she opened her mouth to let out a scream, I grabbed her roughly, clapping a hand tightly over her mouth. Not too long after we got to the car, I shifted into my human form, nude. Then I blind folded her with a small piece of cloth, her struggling body making contact with me down below. Instant arousal surged through me, hardening my c*ck but I ignored the urge. I wanted to complete the task. *** He is out for revenge… Eight years ago, Nikolai Slade, alpha of the Selene pack was a kind and loyal ruler, his gentle Luna by his side until disaster struck. Ambushed, he watched in defeat as an enemy pack r*p*d and killed his wife and unborn child. Now grief stricken and burning with rage, Nikolai hungers for blood, biding his time for he won’t rest until he seeks his revenge. The outcast… Born without a wolf, sweet, innocent and virginal Liyah Verbeck is shunned and maltreated by her pack. When she is kidnapped by a gorgeous man, with silent, cold eyes of silver, she believes that her worries are over, but unknown to her, they were only just beginning. A dark tale of two shattered souls, bound together by vengeance, reunited in love.

"You animal! Leave her alone!" My father screamed pulling at the bars but it had no effect on Axel he continued fondling my breasts and kissing my neck. I could feel his erection push at my *ss and my heart broke all over again. I was going to lose my virginity in front of my parents in the cruellest of ways. *** Heir to the Lycan throne, Axel the Black is a tormented king. Captured by the wicked humans who sold his siblings and hid his parents, he was abused until he overtook the humans and retrieved the Lycan throne back. Now, there’s one thing missing: a mate to continue the Lycan lineage. He purchases breeders but his dark heart beats for one person. The human princess who was once his friend and now, his slave. Princess Violet remembers her old friend, Axel, when her parents ruled over the Lycans with a strong hand. Now that Axel is back in power, she hopes that he will pardon her. Except that her childhood Axel is gone and the Axel that makes her heart race is a vicious bully. Ruthless, savage and dominant. Not only that, he hates her with a blinding passion and in revenge has made her his slave. But what happens when Axel finds himself falling in love with Violet, who is not his mate? Will things work out for them or will he continue to be the bully that he is? Book Two of the Lycan King Series

WARNING: ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️️ High and descriptive sexual content, strong language, and use of substance. Recommended for 18+ readers, read at your own discretion. Not for people with soft hearts. If you are not a fan of Dark romance, please don't read. If you are not a fan of BDSM please don't read. "I rather get dragged in the mud with chains by moving horses or be beaten with a club with nails on it than lose my virginity to you," she spat, looking at him with hate in her eyes, hoping her eyes conveyed the degree of contempt she felt when she spat out the words. Anger and disbelief flashed in his eyes. She was going to be the first woman that would ever reject him and in such a preposterous manner. He stood up and went over to her while she gummed her back to the wall, having no other room to step back. He gripped her chin with his strong palm, forcing her to look at him, his wicked grey eyes bore into her hazel ones. "What if it's your only ticket to freedom?" "As I said, I rather die." He quickly shoved her onto the bed, and she scooted away as he moved toward her. "I am Eros Castillo, leader of the El dragon gang, you dare not reject me, nobody rejects me," he said in a low husky voice, his eyes five shades darker, his countenance grim and dangerous.

“I...I would rather stay here if that is okay. Forgive me. I do not believe that I can grant you the satisfaction you are wanting.” I stuttered taking one step back before his strong hand gripped my wrist. His grip tightened and I winced a little. “Will you come with me the easy way, or shall I go ahead with a punishment?” He grits his teeth as he spoke and my heart began to brace. I glanced at his two companions and the smiles they gave as they stared at me hungrily. My whole body tensed as the man with the silver eyes spoke as he opened the car door. “Get in, now. You won’t be punished. Refuse, and we will make you wish you were dead.” My body tensed up at his threat, and before I knew it, my feet were already betraying my mind as I walked toward the car swallowing hard. The man who opened the door tilted my chin up gently so we made eye contact. A smile made its way to his charming face. “Good girl.” He purred as he brushed a strand of stray hair behind my ear. The man shut the door as I stepped into the car and walked up to the driver’s seat preparing himself to start driving. Cyrus and the other man slid into the car on either side of me. My whole body tensed as I felt all three pairs of eyes on me as if I was prey they had been waiting for as the car took off. I stared at my hands that were neatly folded in my lap as they drove in silence for a moment afraid to look at any of them. Could it be possible that I left one hell, just to go to another more depraved version? The voice of Cyrus pulled me from my thoughts yet again as he spoke to the driver. “Kota, we will need to return home first before we play with our new little rabbit. She needs to gain her strength so she can shift. It won’t be any fun if we hunt her as is.” Hunt? They were going to hunt me?

Warning: Dark and BDSM theme story which involves highly adult content in the beginning. A naive maid who worked for two domineering billionaire brothers was attempting to hide from them because she had heard that if their lustful eyes fell on any woman, they made her their slave and owned her mind, body, and soul. What if she one day came across them? Who would hire her to serve as his personal maid? Who would control her body? Whose heart would she rule? Who would she fall in love with? Who would she despise? *** “Please don’t punish me. I’ll be on time next time. It is just that-“ “If next time you speak without my permission, I’ll shut you up with my shaft.” My eyes enlarge, listening to his words. *** “You belong to me, Kitten.” He pounds into me hard and fast, going deeper into me with his every thrust. “I… be…long.. to you, Master…” I’m just moaning insanely, clenching my hands behind my back.

He was the strictest Dom, loves to control women and she was a free bird, didn't like to be controlled by anybody. He was into the BDSM and she hates it. He was finding a challenging submissive for himself and she was a perfect match for him but she wasn't ready to accept his offer because she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He has a burning desire to control her because she was his perfect choice but she was a hard nut to crack. He was crazy to make her his submissive and control her mind, soul and body. What will be the spark between them? Will it end with Dom dropping the whip or the bird getting into the cage? To know these answers join the cute and intense journey of the hot and strictest Master and his cute little butterfly. *** "I flared up by looking at the person like you." "What do you mean by this?" "I mean you're a Dominant who controls people life and I hate it." "You don't know anything, butterfly. At least experience it, then hate it." "It will be better if I throw you out of the cafe by kicking your *ss." His eyes widened a bit in shock. "This will also be a new experience for me." I grinned. "Butterfly, you will regret if you ever do this to me or even say this to me again." His tone became stern suddenly. "Oh, I'm so scared." I scoffed. "F*ck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your *ss." He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist. Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door. "What the f*ck do you think of yourself? You," "Shut up." He roared, cutting my words. He again grasped my wrist and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and with a swift motion, he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his legs. What he is doing? Fear rushed down my spine.

This is book 1 of the Lycan Series. "The time will come when this vibrant and happy look on your face will turn into a gloomy expression filled with self-hatred." "I will turn you against your mate and make him hate you for the rest of your life; do you dare me?" Camilla Rasort was asked by the Alpha Killan's girlfriend, Alina Mellow, but she remained silent. "I am giving you a month, Camilla, and I'll make sure you suffer at your mate's hands." "I'll make him despise you, turn you into a slave, and your mere presence will disgust him." "Not only that, I'll have him banish you, and you'll forever forget if he was once your mate when he'll be in my arms!"  Well, she meant it...                                                         * * * In this mind-gripping novel, join Camilla Rasort, an eighteen-year-old girl who is sold to a cruel alpha as his mistress who turns out to be her mate but later banished from the pack by him under the accusations that she poisoned the alpha's ex-girlfriend, who was now carrying his child, out of jealousy. She roams the city, doing any kind of job she can find, until her wolf comes out. After discovering she wasn't a werewolf at all but a Lycan who matures at the age of twenty, she returns to her pack for vengeance with the help of her childhood best friend, Ash Moon. The only thing holding her back is the little boy in her arms. He is the exact photocopy of the man she once called a mate and a husband. Will this little blessing hinder or speed her vengeful plans? Find out!