Irene Marano

Lily is forced to move to a quiet town after her mother remarries, she feels like her entire world has fallen apart. The city lights, her friends, her freedom all gone. Now she must adjust to a life she never wanted, trapped between a new stepfamily that barely tolerates her and the eerie calm of a forest that seems to whisper her name. But destiny has already begun to weave its threads around her. At Gateway University, Lily meets Byrain, a mysterious, charming, yet distant student who always seems to appear when she least expects him. There’s something about him, his intense gaze, the quiet strength in his voice, the way he looks at her as if he’s known her forever. What Lily doesn’t know is that Byrain is not entirely human

My n*ppl*s strain against the lace fabric, begging for his mouth while I squeeze my thighs together, slick heat smearing between my folds. His voice alone—calm, commanding—does what my husband's c*ck never could. "It tightens when I come," I whisper, cheeks burning. "And penetration?" he asks, eyes locked on mine. "Shallow... or deep, with something thick enough to stretch you until you break?" I can't look away. Memories flood back: his grip on my hips, that fat c*ck slamming home from behind while I clutched the sink, biting back moans so no one would hear. Deeper. Always deeper. Full. Ruined. *** A nun's trembling fingers clean blood from a mafia lord's chest while he whispers exactly how he'll make her scream his name against cold stone walls. A step-sister's jealousy boils over when her brother brings home a girlfriend—until he drags her into the woods and fucks the possessiveness right out of her. A shy girl in the gym mirror watches her beast of a trainer's hands linger too long, praising her curves until "good girl" becomes the only word she can whimper to. And in a billionaire's mansion, a modest maid learns the twins didn't hire her to help clean—they hired her to take them both, deep and relentless, until she's dripping down her thighs. Forbidden touches. Broken vows. Power that bends to raw need. Lust wins. Every filthy time. Some affairs end in regret. These affairs always end with someone begging for more. If you want more breathtaking dirty stories, feel free to click on it.

MICAH. I’ve always done as my father commanded—until he sells me to a family in Sicily and I become the property of Sullivan Stone. He’s everything I always want to stay away from; cold, ruthless, and dangerously intent on having what he wants. But what I didn’t expect was how easily his darkness would pull me in—how quickly his world would become mine. Running was never an option. And by the time I understand the truth, I’m already too deep in his game to crawl out. SULLIVAN. I wanted her the moment I saw her—feisty, sly, and meant to be broken. She doesn’t know it yet, but I’ll make her mine in every sense of the word. I’ll train her, tempt her, and mold her until she fits perfectly into my hands. But when she uncovers the secret that brought her to me, she’ll realize survival always demands a price. And this time, that price might be our everything! Get ready for a steamy chaotic mafia novel!

Selene Monroe stormed out of her birthday party, furious after a fight with her obsessive ex. She never made it home. Kidnapped and thrown into a secret vampire auction, she becomes just another prize for the highest bidder. Until Prince Lucien Drazen sees her. Cursed with a deadly touch, Lucien has never known warmth. But Selene doesn't flinch when he touches her. She doesn’t burn. And he remembers her. Now she’s his. Not just for her blood, but for the answers she carries. She might be the key to breaking the curse that has ruled his life forever.

I, Sulli, the wolfless werewolf, found myself exiled from my pack, the Nixx Pack. My parents' wrongdoing had cost them their lives and our pack dearly. Lost and with nowhere to turn, I ended up in the woods and got attacked by rogue wolves. I was unaware that I'd trespassed into the territory of the BrimeStone Pack, rivals of the Nixx Pack. Unable to defend myself, I ran until I reached a dead end. I thought all hope was lost when I heard a commotion. The rogue wolves were dropping dead one by one. I covered my ears and eyes, huddling in a corner. When the sounds ceased, I slowly opened my eyes, and they fell upon a tall, brooding stranger. The creature knocked me out. Upon waking, I found myself in a cottage. I got to find out the owner was Ron, a barbarian Alpha and protector of the BrimeStone Pack. I was terrified of him, but I had no other place to go. I had to stay with him, even though he didn't want me around and preferred solitude. I noticed he was cold, rarely spoke, and had a short temper. We argued over the smallest things. During our time together, I once ventured out and bumped into the Werewolf Prince of the BrimeStone Pack, Cole. He became utterly smitten with me and that's when life got more complicated. Why did I feel that Cole was my mate, despite Ron and I sharing the same birthmark on our chests?

"You're in deep sh*t. You slept with your sister?" Marcus hissed. "Get the f*ck out of here. How was I supposed to know? I'd never met my so-called lost stepsister... but Marcus, I can't let go of what I shared with her that night. No matter how much I try, I can't." Ten years ago, Fiona vanished—walking away from her billionaire father, his new wife, and the stepbrother she refused to meet. She built a new life, married a man she trusted, and created a company from nothing. Until the night she walked in on her husband and her best friend in bed together. Devastated, she ran into the arms of a stranger. One reckless kiss became a night of forbidden passion she thought would stay buried in the dark. She never expected to see him again. She definitely didn't expect him to be Rafael Velmera—her powerful new boss... and the stepbrother she never met. Now, secrets, lies, and an irresistible desire threaten to unravel everything. Because Fiona is hiding more than her name—she's hiding a child. And the truth will change both of their lives forever. What if the man she's forbidden to love is the only one who has ever truly been hers?

Elona, who is eighteen, is on the cusp of a new chapter- her final year of high school. A dream she has her sights on becoming a model. But beneath her confident exterior lies a secret crush on someone unexpected- Mr. Crane, her best friend's father. Three years ago, after the tragic loss of his wife, Mr. Crane, a painfully handsome man, stands as a hardworking billionaire, a symbol of both success and unspoken pain. His world intersects with Elona's through her best friend, their shared street, and his friendship with her dad. One fateful day, a slip of a thumb changes everything. Elona accidentally sends Mr. Crane a series of revealing photos intended for her best friend. As he sits at the boardroom table, he receives the unexpected images. His gaze lingers on the screen, he has a choice to make. Will he confront the accidental message, risking a fragile friendship and potentially igniting emotions neither anticipated? Or will he grapple with his own desires in silence, seeking a way to navigate this uncharted territory without disrupting the lives around him?

One childhood crush. One unbreakable rule. One mansion where every hallway feels like a trap. For fifteen years, Leighton Hayes has loved Noah Knight from afar, the untouchable older brother of her best friend Chloe. Now twenty-three, broke, and freshly homeless, Leighton has nowhere to go but the sprawling estate of the man who once barely noticed her. Noah remembers her all too well. The billionaire who built an empire from nothing has spent the last six months trying to become a better man, and the shy girl in oversized hoodies who just moved into his guest wing is the most dangerous temptation he’s ever faced. Chloe’s single rule was always clear: her friends are off-limits. Especially to Noah, the reformed Playboy who used to burn through supermodels and headlines. But late nights, shared secrets, and one stolen shirt ignite a fire neither of them can extinguish. What begins as whispered confessions and almost-kisses explodes into a secret affair neither wants to end, even as the lies stack higher. When Chloe discovers the truth, the betrayal threatens to destroy the only family each of them has ever known. Leighton must decide if love is worth losing her best friend. Noah must prove he’s finally ready to risk everything for the one woman he swore he’d never touch. Some rules are made to be broken. Some hearts refuse to stay forbidden.

Getting pregnant by her boss after a one-night stand and suddenly leaving her job as stripper was the last thing Serena had hoped for, and to make matters worse, he is the heir to the mafia. Serena is calm while Christian is fearless and outspoken, but somehow the two must make it work. When Christian forces Serena to go through with a fake engagement, she tries her hardest to fit in the family and the luxurious life the women live while Christian is fighting as hard as he can to keep his family safe, but everything takes a turn when the hidden truth about Serena and her birth parents comes out. Their idea was to play pretend until the baby was born, and the rule was to not fall in love, but plans don't always go as expected. Will Christian be able to protect the mother of his unborn child? And will they end up breaking the rules? But most importantly, will he be able to keep his promise?

Seraphina Serenity Miller has spent her entire life putting her parents’ happiness above her own. When they arranged for her to marry Hans Continental in the name of a business merger, she didn’t protest. She followed the rules—just as she always had. Everything was fine until River Sage Palmer entered her life. He’s stubborn, vile, and a rule breaker—Serenity’s complete opposite. Where she clings to order, he thrives in chaos. And where she draws lines, he’s determined to cross them—all for her. Bound by blood as they were cousins, Serenity knows they can’t be together. But River has never been the kind to take no for an answer. He’s always gotten everything he wanted. Serenity will not be an exemption.

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?

Warning: This book contains steamy, raw, and mature content. "Please, let me taste you," Ava begged, broken and desperate—after he tortured her by forcing her to watch as he f*ck*d that blonde. "Now, spread those thighs, sweetheart. Show me how wet that p*ssy already is." Ava Sinclair Vance was once a stripper. Now she's the wife of billionaire Leon Vance, bound by vows of forever—until his endless "business trips" left her aching and burning with unmet desire. One reckless night, she returned to Club Orion for a single pole dance. Just to feel alive again. A stranger in the shadows had other plans. What began as one lap dance exploded into a night of ruthless, filthy s*x that left her utterly ruined for anyone else. She woke up wrecked, convinced it was a nameless one-night mistake she could bury and forget. Until the next morning's business lunch with Leon's best friend. She discovered she couldn't escape him—not when the stranger and Leon's best friend were the same man. And certainly not when he was the one demanding more nights… to cover up her "one little mistake." How long can Ava stay trapped between two ruthless billionaires before one claims her completely? And what if those nights were never about silence… but about breaking her so thoroughly she begs to stay?

"Next time I see you, I'm not letting you walk away." The stranger said as Nova wiped his c*m off her lips. Nova was a quiet, shy, and bookish girl... also very innocent. At least, that's what everyone thought. Until one filthy game of truth or dare in an exclusive club stripped away her innocence and left her kneeling in the dark… mouth full of a stranger's thick c**k, swallowing every drop of his release without ever knowing his name. She fled after he finished. But he didn't forget and neither did she. And the next day, when she followed her best friend to her father's luxurious estate for his 45th birthday dinner, she locked eyes with the last man she expected to see— The man she gave head to the night before. Her best friend's dad. Now he knows. Now he wants her. And Nova's filthy little secret? She wants him too.

Broken. That's one word that can be used to describe Adrienne Knight. For her, life has no meaning. Made to believe she was no more than a piece of worthless property, Adrienne developed a rather grim outlook on life, and rightly so. Happiness seemed to elude her at every turn. From a mate that turned bad, to being tortured within an inch of her life by the same person she thought would protect her. She trusts no one and sees everything as a threat. When Alpha Lucas finds his mate, she isn't what he'd expected. She was a shattered puzzle he had to put together, piece by tiny piece. Some pieces are lost and he has to make new ones, making his job that much harder. It tugs at his heart when she flinches when he touches her, or when she braces for a hit at every movement of his. He wants to kill every person responsible for the mess that was his mate. But slowly, he manages to pull her from her downward spiral and into the light. Their love is one borne from darkness and pain and not even the joined forces of heaven and hell can tear them apart.

“Say it.” Elara’s throat tightened. “I belong to you,” she whispered. “I am your slave.” Kane Blackthorn’s gaze hardened. “And?” Her voice broke. “I am… your s*x slave.” The Alpha stepped closer, his shadow swallowing her whole. “You will expect no kindness,” he said coldly. “No affection. No protection. You exist to obey me.” “Yes, my Lord.” “Strip, Elara.” Elara once lived in the Blood Moon Pack as the daughter of a powerful man. Now she lives in the Alpha’s palace as something far worse than a servant. A slave. Alpha Kane Blackthorn rules his pack with an iron will and an untouchable reputation. Mercy is not something he offers twice. And Elara belongs to him now. She should hate him. She tries to. But the deeper she falls into the Alpha’s dark world, the more dangerous things become. Because Kane Blackthorn doesn’t look at her like a slave. He looks at her like something far more dangerous. Something he might never let go.

Lyra gave her heart to the wrong man and her empire with it.As the founder of a top law firm, she trusted her husband with everything: her love, her company, and her future. But the man she built her world around betrayed her in the cruelest way, stealing her firm, framing her for fraud, and shattering her life with the woman she once called a friend.Just when she thought the worst was over, Lyra dies under suspicious circumstances, only to awaken one year before the betrayal.But this time, she is not the same woman.She is colder. Sharper. Unforgiving.And she is not alone.Three powerful billionaires enter her life. Vincent, a real estate mogul who has always loved her. Louis, a quiet tech genius with secrets of his own. And Christian, a charming hotel magnate with revenge in his eyes.They all want a piece of her.Three billionaires.Three offers.One woman who refuses to be the victim this time.Lyra was reborn not for mercy but for revenge.And now, it is her turn to decide who lives, who pays, and who gets close enough to love her.

His fingers lifted, brushing lightly along the side of her throat. “I think you’ve been lying to yourself,” he said. “Because your body already knows what it wants.” Her breath faltered. “I swear, I’ll kill you if you don’t back the hell up.” And then, without giving her the chance to retreat he closed the final inch between them. “I much rather you kiss me.” ... Twenty two year-old Nora Macie has perfected the art of being invisible. It's practically a survival skill when you grow up as the maid's daughter in the glittering, suffocating Collins mansion, where silence is expected, gratitude is mandatory, and stepping out of line could cost her mother her only source of security. Especially when her entire college tuition is being paid by the very family who owns their future. Enter Asher Collins. Rich, ruthless, and infuriatingly untouchable. He's the heir to a billion-dollar food empire, the king of Riverbrook, and unfortunately for Nora, her stepbrother who has always had the power to ruin her with a single word. Nora's plan is simple. Stay quiet. Keep her head down. Graduate and disappear. But her reality is completely derailed the moment a private video she never intended anyone to see is accidentally sent straight to Asher Collins. Panic hits first. Then humiliation. Then the very real possibility that her life as she knows it is over. Except Asher doesn't expose her. He watches the video. More than once. And instead of destroying her, he becomes curious... and dangerously invested. When he discovers Nora's obvious and painfully hidden crush on golden-boy James Porter, he makes her an offer she cannot ignore and cannot safely refuse. He will remake her. Not just into someone noticed, but into someone unforgettable, someone who commands attention the moment she walks into a room. All she has to do is trust him and follow his lead. But the change is immediate and explosive. Suddenly, the boys who never knew her name are watching her. James Porter begins to take notice. Damien Priest, Asher's calculated rival, starts circling with interest of his own. And the quiet life Nora built for herself begins to unravel in ways she never anticipated. Through it all, Asher remains in control... or at least he should be. Because the closer Nora gets to becoming everything he designed, the harder it becomes for him to remember that she was never meant to be his. And the more dangerous it becomes to pretend that wanting her is just part of the game.

“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?

"Is my Seraphina afraid of me? " She pressed her shivering naked body more against the wall to prevent getting touched by the bare skin of the owner of that raspily husky voice . "So you don't want me to touch you? But you had no problem getting touched by him, Seraphina? " Her eyes filled with tears hearing his words because her mind immediately recalled the face of her friend and how brutally he had killed him. "Then why are you afraid of getting touched by me, Princess?" She unlatched her lashes and immediately tried to free herself from him but her body turned into ice when he pinned her wrists against the wall and pressed his drenched body against her. "Hadn't I f*ck*ng warned you to stay away from him? But no, my little princess wanted to defy me? And look, her defiance made me to take another life, " A soul quivering smirk crept on his lips by watching the terror emerging into her alluring azure eyes . "So ,I guess now we have to make her obey me and for that, I have a very precious way to teach her, " His hand roamed over her naked skin. "A forbidden way which will hurt my princess a lot, " He squeezed her soft bosoms, making her whimper. "But the more pain she will feel, the more pleasure she is going to get through that way, " He chuckled when he found her struggling, like a little afraid kitten. "The more you will fight it, the more it's going to hurt, Princess," His hand went down to her lower abdomen And her blood drenched from her body when he gently grazed his knuckles against her pelvic line . "You're mine," His hand went down more to taint her purity. "You belong to Arzal Darius Grayson, Sera."

They told me I was a prize, a f*ck*ng decorative little Omega to be dressed in silk, drugged into silence, and handed over to a monster in a three-piece suit. They were f*ck*ng wrong. I didn't just leave my wedding at the altar; I left the groom gasping for air with a ceremonial dagger in his gut. I didn't run into the mountains to be saved; I ran to find a place where I could finally be as vicious as the world made me. When I collapsed on the porch of that isolated cabin in Iron Ridge, I expected to wake up in a cage, and instead, I found three Alphas who don't know when to quit. Silas thinks he can command me with that low, silver-toned growl of his. He wants to bring "order" to my life, but he’s never met a storm he couldn't control until now, while Bane is a scarred mountain of muscle who looks at me like he’s seeing a mirror of his own broken soul. He doesn't say much, but he’s the only one who doesn't flinch when I try to draw blood, and lastly, Soren is the worst of them. He meets my insults with a grin and my teeth with a warm meal. He thinks his charm can melt the ice I’ve spent a lifetime building. Now, the drugs they used to keep me submissive are wearing off, and a rebound heat is clawing its way out of my throat. I’m toxic, I’m feral, and I’m half-tempted to tear them all apart just to see if they’ll bleed. My past is hunting me, and the f*ck*ng High Alpha wants his "property" back. But if he thinks he’s taking me back to that cage, he’s going to have to go through three Alphas who have forgotten how to follow the rule and one f*ck*ng Omega who has finally learned how to bite. They wanted a doll, but can they handle a f*ck*ng rebellious Omega wolf?