Rava Weston is the definition of the ideal son. He follows the rules, smiles when he should, and never causes trouble. His future is laid out-while he has just enough space to secretly chase his own quiet dreams of becoming a teacher, so long as he plays the role his parents expect. But when he's forced to attend a family summit back in Italy, everything starts to unravel. Because Gio Fontana will be there. Gio is reckless, magnetic, too rich for his own good. He's got cops who know him by name, and NOT because they're friends. His motorcycle is his greatest love, and rules don't seem to apply to him. He has a reputation that makes fathers lock their doors. Especially Rava's father. Rava and Gio, never got along. But this time, the tension feels like hunger more than hate. And as the days stretch on, Rava's perfectly safe world starts to slip through his fingers, because what's building between him and Gio is forbidden. Not just risky. And it might be the first real thing Rava's ever felt. 🥇 #1 - gay 🥇 #1 - rivals 🥇 #1 - enemiestolovers 🥇 #1 - forbiddenlove 🥇 #1 - lgbtfiction 🥇 #1 - bxb 🥇 #1 - bl 🥇 #1 - bxblove 🥇 #1 - boyxboy 🥇 #1 - biker 🥇 #1 - Italy 🥇 #1 - denial 🥇 #1 - angst 🥇 #1 - gaylove 🥇 #1 - gayfiction 🥇 #1 - fluffy 🥇 #1 - mxm 🥇 #1 - bisexual 🥇 #1 - gaycouple 🥇 #1 - love 🥇 #1 - mlm 🥇 #1 - funny 🥇 #1 - obsession 🥇 #1 - lgbtromance 🥇 #1 - traveling 🥇 #1 - fatalattraction 🥇 #1 - grumpyxsunshine 🥇 #1 - slowburn 🥇 #1 - queer Also available on Amazon, physical and Kindle version ✅ (with bonus spicy chapters)

"Shh...it's useless to cry over something that you have no control over. Give in before I bring your dear sister's cadaver as wedding gift." His words made her stiffen making her let out another wrecked sob. Ralph let out a amused chuckle at her disheveled face. Alexei's midnight eyes stared down at her, his jaw flexing as silence between them stretched. Rara felt another pair of impatient cold hands lewdly running over her waist with shameless speed. Her throat constricted as if their touch nauseated her to the extent she bit down on her inner cheek hardly drawing out metallic taste of blood. "Open up for me, Rara. Let me see how beautiful this tempterous body of yours is." **** They came to me in the night, cruel, darkly handsome men from the most dangerous corners of the world in name of helping me in my worst time. I should've known better that peace in this world come with a price. Price of my freedom. They tormented me, destroyed me, ripping apart my world with their quest for revenge. Two years ago, I met them. In our first meeting, I was betrothed to them. Now they've come to claim me, destroying anyone standing in their way. Even me. I fear them, I hate them and worse of all I couldn't escape them.

Book 1 in The Doctor Romance Nicolette is living on the streets of New York City, hustling as a stripper to survive when the brutal winter months approach. Her only friend Casey, a nurse, offers her a lifeline - move into the lavish Manhattan penthouse with her three incredibly handsome surgeon co-workers. It's not an ideal setup, but it beats freezing on the streets. Little does Nicolette realise that Sebastian, Lucas and Samuil aren't just talented surgeons, they're also Grade-A alpha males with a taste for dominance, both in and out of the bedroom. At first, Nicolette thinks she's struck gold - three insanely wealthy, cut doctors all under one roof. But she soon finds herself the object of their intense, smouldering desires. The doctors pursue Nicolette, pulling her deeper into their scorching carnal world of dominance and submission. Nicolette can barely resist their intoxicating charm and affluent lifestyles. As she surrenders to their tantalizing dominance, she is torn between the three godlike surgeons. Choosing one would be difficult enough, but are they even competing for her? Perhaps the only solution is to make her theirs... together. In a deliciously intoxicating mix of ambition, luxury, and insatiable lust, Nicolette will have to decide if she dares risk it all for the ultimate forbidden romance in the city that never sleeps. - [This story may not be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated by any means unless you receive permission directly from me, the author.] [I, the author, am in the middle of re-editing the book. So updates will be slow / with NO set date when I publish chapters. Please be patient.] - Their Lavender Memory. Copyright © 2024. All Rights Served.

"You don't understand how happy we are to call you ours." ~~~ Started : February 26, 2023 Ended : June 11, 2023 ~~~ Story contains: Explicit language, sexual content, mentions of abuse, mentions of assault, murder, knife play, self harm ~~~ Shy, kind, beautiful, innocent. The four main words that describe everything about 19 year old Ellie. Even though she was homeless, she never let much get in her way of surviving the days and nights out on the streets. Little did she know that a trio of mafia men would change her life, giving her much more than she had ever wanted. She would submit to them out of free will, they will be her dominants and her protectors. Valentino (27), the leader of the trio and the mafia. He had a kind soul inside of him, making people adore him when he was seen. He was also known for his good looks and charming personality, but mostly known as the new leader of his mafia. Owen (26), the "child-like" one in the trio. He seems like a funny best friend when you first meet him, but once it's time to get to work, the change in him feels and looks unreal. His way with words have changed many people, growing confidence in those he talked with. Lorenzo (27), the quiet but deadliest one in the trio. You never know much about him, his only focus being on the mafia. Even though he may seem dark and brutal, somewhere inside of him is a whole different story. But will the rivalry between the submissive's father and the three dominant mafia men get in the way of them taking her and changing her future? ~~~ Rankings! #1 Poly #1 Submissive #1 Reverseharem #1 Dominant #1 Trio #1 Praise #1 Homeless #1 Recommended #2 Posessive #2 Mafia #2 BDSM #20 Romance

Saving Leah Series Book 7 "So what do you admire most about women?" I ask the man as he sips on his coffee. He smirks as he sets his cup down, acting as if my question was some sort of joke, "Her complete submission, of course." I hum, disproving greatly of this answer as well as all the others before. "Birdie is not the type of submissive to give complete submission easily. What is your plan with that?" I ask him. He just laughs, "Every submissive can be broken in, it is only a test of a dominant's will," he says with a smirk. I smile tightly and slide his application into my folder, having all the answers I need. "So when do I get to meet her?" He asks, suddenly standing as he sees me gathering my things. I smile for real now, taking great pleasure in this part of the project. "Birdie is a flame in need of stoking, not extinguishing. I appreciate your time, but I have a lot of other candidates-" "There is nothing wrong with me holding my submissive up to high standards. I'm an incredibly experienced dominant and-" "This has nothing to do with your experience level. Like I said before-" I try to explain again before he once again cuts me off. He raises his voice going on about himself. I doubt he really cared for Birdie all that much. He's never met her. This is an ego thing. "You have a nice day," I tell him with a sigh, turning and checking my watch as I leave the coffee shop. Appointment four down, six more to go. ---- Birdie, the wild, sassy, and fiery child of Ellie and Charlie is now of age to have her own dominant. With deep insecurities about her own personality, she asks her beloved brother Weston to find her a dominant. Ethan set out in life to be successful and he did just that. He owns his own finance company, his house and a nice car...but no submissive. He finds Birdie's profile online and is intrigued by the vague descriptions and the extensive interview process he must undergo to meet her.

"Please," I whisper. "Please what?" There was no mercy on his face not even amusement. "Make me come." The belt still between my legs, If he moves just a little faster, Im there. He kisses me again, keeping his rhythm. "Theres only one way to get It." He hummed. Silence fills the room and I shudder against the belt, remembering what he said first. "You want to break me." I nearly sobbed out. "I've already broken you." His eyes are like trickling fire, a light brown with specks of green In them. "Now, I'll put you back together." He's right, I can't think of anything else. "Please-Please spank me to an orgasm." It's not normal, It's not healthy to need this badly. If he doesn't stop this. I'll die. Only raising the belt slightly higher than before, he lets loose on the belt, harder than before. The lashes come one after another, dead center, shooting spirals of sharp pain. Im jolting with each strike. 𝐓𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐜𝐤! I loved It, I needed It. ⏞⏟⏞⏟♥︎⏞⏟⏞⏟⏞⏟⏞⏟♥︎⏞⏟⏞⏟ Adora is an assassin consumed by the desire to avenge her father's death. For years, she's searched in vain for his killer, haunted by the memories of that tragic day. But when she meets Enzo, everything changes. Mr. Grey, a powerful and intimidating figure, becomes her boss-and soon, a pivotal part of her life. Together, they navigate through danger, betrayal, and passion, until the shocking truth unfolds. "It's all an illusion." ⏞⏟⏞⏟♥︎⏞⏟⏞⏟⏞⏟⏞⏟♥︎⏞⏟⏞⏟ This is my first time writing a story like this, and I truly hope you enjoy it! I'd love to hear your thoughts, so feel free to share them. Just a heads-up: I don't include warnings for mature content, so expect a little mystery in each chapter!

𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘰 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘝𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪 - 𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺, 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘊.𝘌.𝘖. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘊𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘓𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 - 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺, 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘊𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘺. 𝘏𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘊𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦.

"You've wanted me for a while, huh?" he whispered, hands going lower and lower until I felt him in between my thighs. I arched my back as he started stroking me. So very gently. "Have you wanted me?" he whispered. "Yes," I told him. "I have. Please...." I felt him kneeling down in between my legs and lick me through my leggings, and I moaned, arching my back. "How long have you wanted me?" he whispered as he licked. "Years..." I cried softly, hands catching the sheets. "For years." "How much do you need me?" he asked. "So much," I told him. "It hurts... Every time I stroke myself and come, it's never enough. It hurts." "How much do you need me, Aspen?" he asked me. "How much do you need your Ace?" "I need you..." I cried softly as he kept licking. "I need you so much it hurts...." Aspen Campbell wants to protect the things she loves, but she wasn't sure if she could keep her ex boyfriend out of her life anymore; not when it was summer break and they were moving to the same college next semester, and Ace wanted to meet. What game would he play? She wasn't sure if she could resist the temptation to win. (Catch Me if You Can is in the dangerous realm, but is not part of a series) #1 in "hooking" (May 21, 2025)

I stiffened as his hand slipped down and down further, pushing into my pants. "What are you doing?" I demanded shakily. Max just held onto me from behind, pushing it down until he reached my cliterous. He started stroking. Pleasure swam down below, filling me to my core. I moaned, arching my back. His fingers went down further, slipping inside me. I moaned again, throwing my head forward. He chuckled low, the sound worsening the heat covering me. "You're fucking wet. Look at this." He pulled out his fingers, showing me how they were covered in gloss. I warmed even more at the sight. I dropped my head back to his neck, still moaning. He just nipped my ear. "Are you letting your predator do naughty things with you. Are you a naughty girl, Eve?" I shook my head. I winced, my brows creasing as the warmth of pleasure started boiling. He could clearly tell I was about to come, and he pulled away. I whined in protest, dropping onto the ground when he stepped backward. I then gazed up at him, my breaths hot and heavy. "Eve," his smile was dark, sadistic, "if you want to come, then you have to earn it." (The Sacrifice is a standalone, but it is in the FireNight realm) #1 in "fraternity" on May 21, 2025 #1 in "serialkillerromance" on May 21, 2025