Lana Farrell

"You're right; I can't be a kid following a guy who will never notice me forever." Zara Lee, a young smart girl, has always been in love with the Italian boy next door since he moved to America. Everything about his handsome figure set her soul on fire. But to her, the only problem is their eight year age gap. But little does she know, that isn't the only problem keeping them from being together.

Gabriella Adams is a normal teenager living her life, but obviously there has to be someone who is always in her way, irritating the hell out of her. Hayden King  Her mortal enemy But all that is about to change in ways she didn’t expect. ****** "I hate you". He said. "Definitely not as much as I hate you," I countered back with a scoff, p*ss*d. Who the hell does he think he is? "good ". He responded, causing my head to snap back towards him, and before I could put him in his place, I felt the softness of his lips against mine, knocking my breath away.

"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?

Sinful Surrender is a raw, forbidden collection of MM erotic tales where dominant men take control and curious souls give in. From first times to filthy power plays, every story drips with lust, danger, and delicious submission. No rules. No shame. Just bodies craving more. Surrender isn’t a choice—it’s inevitable. And once you fall, you won’t want to rise.

"My fiancé cheated on me with my best friend, and I told him I'd sleep with any man just to call it even. So, will you sleep with me?" I spat. He took a step back, eyebrows raised."No strings attached? No cuddling, no phone calls, and no matter how good we f**k, we leave it at that." After a one-night stand with the Mafia god, Ace, Aubrey found out she was married to him and no memory of saying yes. But the real shock comes when she learns her ex-fiancé, Xavier—the man who cheated on her with her best friend—isn't just a liar. He's a drug lord. And a killer. Now caught between two dangerous men on opposite sides of a bloody war, Aubrey must navigate a world of secrets, lust, and deadly loyalty. Xavier wants her back—not out of love, but obsession. Ace? He says he doesn't do love. But the way he protects her, touches her, claims her… tells a different story. Torn between the man she thought she loved and the one who just might teach her what real love—and real pleasure—feels like, Aubrey must make a choice. Would Aubrey choose Xavier who she had loved all her life even after finding out he is a serial killer or would she give the Mafia god a chance to show that he can love her better and f**k her better?

This is a Money Transaction, Not Love: A Maffa Seduction. "You know, you are bound by contract to marry my son." Sara, an ordinary college girl, is thrust into a dangerous world when she's forced to marry Adrian, the ruthless heir to the largest mafia empire, to settle her parents' crushing debts and fund her grandfather's life-saving surgery. Adrian's father dangles a cruel bargain: live with Adrian for 30 days, and if neither falls in love, Sara wins her freedom and the contract is void. "Now listen up, girl. It's a fact that the both of us will not be seeing eye to eye around here. So I have rules that you must follow so as to leave this place in one piece. Firstly you dare not call mny name if you must call me, you will have to address me as sir. Secondly, you dare not talk or initiate any conversation with me. Thirdly, you wil not enter my bedroom or touch anything that is mine. Fourthly, you will not touch me. Now isten, failure to adhere to these rules wil ost you." "Cost me?" I crooked. "It will cost your body, [l have the right to own a part of your body, and I will do with it whatever I want," he growls, his eyes roving hungrily over my trembling form. Defying his commands at every turn, Sara finds herself entangled in a web of forbidden pleasure she never imagined. AS the days blur with tension and desire, can she resist the mafia heir's dark allure--or will this transaction ignite a love that defies the contract in this steamy enemies- to-lovers saga?

"Do you like it when I touch you like this?" He asked, the pad of his thumb gently nudging her cl*t. The burning sensation in Eliana's stomach nearly made her scream but the hand that covered her mouth prevented that. With each circling motion, she was being driven to a point of pleasure that no one else had ever taken her to. Now that she had gotten a taste of pleasure like never before, how could she stop? How could she deny her body the one thing that it wanted more than anything else, even if it was forbidden? Her future, her reputation, and her heart were on the line. But was she ready to risk it all for the only man who could speak the language her body understood? Was it all worth risking for the one man she wasn't supposed to have?

"Did you really think you could run from me forever.....after the way I touched you that night?" he growled, his hands pinning her wrists above her head, eyes dark with intensity as they drank her in. "You were mine from the second I touched you....and no amount of time or distance will change that." Her breath hitched. She hated the way her body remembered him—how his voice alone could shatter her defenses. His touch burned through the fabric of time, pulling at memories she’d fought to bury. Every word he spoke sent a shiver down her spine, curling heat in places she’d sworn had long gone numb. But it wasn’t just desire. It was fear. Fear of what he made her feel. Fear of the truth she hadn’t told him. Fear that if she let him in again, she might never find the strength to walk away. As the past and old enemies resurface and buried secrets begin to unravel, Kimberly is forced to confront the past she tried so hard to forget. But with every truth revealed, the danger grows—and so does the temptation to fall again. Caught between betrayal, obsession, and a love that refuses to die, Kimberly must fight to protect the one thing she swore to keep safe. Because some sins don't stay buried. And some passions are impossible to escape.

“I don’t play games, David. If I want something, I take it. And you...” Salvatore’s piercing green eyes bore into mine, “… you’re mine.” ***** His job was… ‘simple’. To rob him. To steal from him and run as far as his resources could take him. He didn't plan to be caught. And even if that was a probability, he never expected to be spared. He never expected Salvatore to spare his life and keep him around as a boy toy. He also didn't expect his straight *ss to fall for a man. Especially not one as rough, dangerous, and deadly as Salvatore. Are the feelings reciprocated? Or is David just a toy to Salvatore? This is the question that plagues David as he falls deeper and faster for this dangerous, Italian hot cake. Realizing he could and would do anything for the unpredictable man he had grown to love. When their dangerous world closes in, David must decide. Will he run, or will he risk everything for the man who could break his heart?

He’s my brother’s best friend. Practically my brother. The star quarterback. Tattooed, broody, and everything I shouldn’t want. And I’ve been in love with him for as long as I can remember. To Nate, I’ve always been just “Josh’s little sister.” Off limits. Untouchable. He lives in a world I don't exist. He doesn't speak to me or even look at me. I have wanted him since I knew what wanting is. He didn't. Or atleast I thought so.

“Don’t make me repeat myself twice, part those legs for me, Bunny.” His deep voice which always sends my brain reeling due to how silky it sounds, washed over me slowly as he murmured quietly against my throat. I tried to point out to him that there was no way I’d be able to do as told with his legs still pinning mine down, but the words died down in my throat when he s*ck*d the skin over my beating pulse into his mouth. “Go on. You want to be good for me, don’t you?” “I— I do.” I choked out, letting out a breathy whimper when he wrapped his free hand around my throat and squeezed on it a little. ——— Forced to marry the ruthless mafia lord, whom everyone was afraid of at the age of eighteen, Sofia had no other choice but to follow her father’s wishes like a dutiful daughter was supposed to. While Luca Ricci only took a wife, because he wasn’t getting any younger at the age of thirty-three. She was the angel to his demons, the light to his darkness, the innocence to his sins… He wanted to protect her, since the moment he locked eyes with hers on their wedding day and saw the amount of fright brewing in it. He wanted to make her good for him, to mark her as his; with his handprints on her *ss and his c*m dripping off her face. To own her completely, to wrap his hand around her throat and do so many sinful things to her body. But he was the mafia lord, and danger just seems to be lurking around him, wherever he goes, and in whatever he does. He must protect his wife at all costs.

Olivia and Carl establish a pattern of behavior at the dinner table, and one more powerful in bed since the same night they met. Meeting at the usual restaurant every Friday night, they don't know each other's lives, what they do for a living, they don't know last names, or if they have someone waiting for them at home. They don't send text messages or calls either, just throw a new proposal on the mattress to be lovers once again and again. Everything is perfect between them, what could go wrong?

BLACK INDUSTRIES BOOK 1 Damian Black has always had everything—wealth, power, and the world at his feet. But when his father’s will drops a bombshell, the stakes skyrocket. To secure his inheritance, Damian must do the unthinkable: get married. As the eldest of the Black brothers, Damian’s playboy lifestyle is suddenly on the line. He’s determined to find the perfect woman, but none of them have measured up. Enter Adalyn West, Damian’s long-time personal assistant. Efficient, unflappable, and with a sharp wit that has kept Damian in line for years, Adalyn is the last woman he ever expected to consider as a bride. Adalyn’s been by his side for years, handling every detail of his life with quiet efficiency. She’s smart, loyal, and definitely not the type to cause him any trouble. Plus, she knows him better than anyone else. But there’s one problem— Damian has never seen Adalyn as more than just his PA, and the thought of marrying her feels too close for comfort. As Adalyn steps into the role of Damian’s wife, sparks fly in ways neither of them expected. What starts as a convenient arrangement quickly spirals into something far more complicated. Damian’s heart, once locked away, begins to thaw as his new wife shows him a side of herself he never knew existed. But with old flames, business rivals, and the weight of the Black legacy bearing down, Damian must decide if he’s willing to risk everything—including his heart—for the one woman who might just be perfect for him.

Spicy Stories Collection: Cabin Fever. The content within this collection is intended for mature audiences only (18+). These steamy narratives are bound to ignite your passions swiftly... Follow the journey of Britney, a successful model on her way to a prestigious fashion shoot. As she boards her flight, her excitement for the future is palpable, however, she has no idea what awaits her next...

"Say it like you mean it, darling," he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, "and I might stop." My mother got remarried... and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me "stepsister. " But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It's anything but brotherly. There's something wrong with them. Something not... human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they're angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don't know what they are. But I know one thing... whatever's hunting me now, I won't survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words. I should run. I should fight. But the truth is... part of me doesn't want to escape. Because whatever they are... I crave it. And once they claim me, there's no coming back. One more thing... All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there's one in particular... One... AUTHOR'S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It's dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, "Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt. " But if this is not, then...

Abandoned at the altar and turned into the nation’s laughingstock, cold billionaire Leonard Hays sets out to restore his reputation. He travels to a strange city to retrieve the bride he never wanted. Never loved. Never intended to marry. The same bride he had planned to abandon before she beats him to it. He finds her. He brings her home. But Leonard doesn’t know the woman he returns with is no longer his bride—but her twin. A man hidden in a woman’s clothes. In the wrong bride, Leonard finds everything he never knew he was missing. Desire. Comfort. Love. A connection that consumes him. Then the truth is revealed. The disguise shatters. Secrets unravel. The past hunts. And Leonard Hays—a straight man—must face the one thing he never prepared for: losing the only person he has ever truly loved… because loving a man is something he refuses to admit.

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?

"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.

"Please don't do this. I beg of you." I mustered up the courage to speak these words. My voice is pleading, and my eyes are desperate to get to him. "I can't wait any longer. You don't know how bad I want you; even your tears turns me on." His face came closer to me. I could feel his warm breath on my face, and his words sent a chill down my spine. ☆☆☆ When a dangerous captor sets his sights on a young girl, he knows he needs to have her, even if it means taking her against her will.

"Are... Are you handsome?" she asked in a weak, hoarse voice. Dave Evans frowned slightly but decided to entertain her question. "I suppose you could say I’m not terrible to look at." "Then at least you’re not ugly." Sleeping with a handsome stranger seemed far better than being with a homeless man! She came from a broken family—her parents divorced when she was young. Out of pity, she chose to live with her dad, but he soon brought another woman and her child into their home, making her feel abandoned all over again. To make matters worse, her fiancé turned out to be a jerk who cheated on her with her stepmom, and together they plotted to steal Bianca's inheritance. The day before announcing their engagement, her stepmom and fiancé drugged her, and she ended up sleeping with a stranger. Determined to get back at them, she hired an online boyfriend to ruin the engagement. What she didn’t know was that this fake boyfriend was actually a secret billionaire heir to a massive conglomerate—the same stranger she had slept with on that fateful drugged night.