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Betrayal. He was the deception waiting in the night; the truth I never saw coming. After a lifetime of manipulation, I finally learned the truth. I was his puppet—even if I never saw my strings. Even knowing how deep his betrayal runs, I can’t shake the undeniable connection between Gray and I—the way a single glance from him sets my soul on fire. We are not the same. We’re enemies, poised to battle for the future of the very thing I’d wanted to destroy. With the Covenant gone, the revenge I thought I wanted is no longer my priority. The witches that remain played no role in my aunt’s death, and the only person standing in the way of righting those wrongs is the very man determined to keep me in his bed. But the remaining members of the Coven will never forgive me for the role I played in their demise and subjugation, and the worst part of all is that I can’t even blame them for it. I’d been naive, believing my own delusions of grandeur when destiny clearly had other plans for me. Plans that had been set in motion centuries before my birth. But even that had been a lie, and now it is my duty to do everything in my power to undo it. To protect my Coven from my husband’s hatred—no matter what the cost.

Que segredos se escondem atrás de uma tão grande obsessão? Um dark romance carregado de tensão e muita sensualidade. A conclusão da duologia Possessing Her, um verdadeiro fenómeno de popularidade no TikTok. Agora que és minha, tudo farei para te proteger. Hayden está convencido de que Calista corre perigo, e só essa ideia é o suficiente para o deixar (ainda mais) fora de si. A segurança dela será sempre a sua prioridade, mesmo que para isso ele tenha de cometer alguns excessos e fazer coisas com que ela provavelmente não irá concordar. A ligação entre os dois é cada vez mais forte, mas Calista sabe que quanto mais se aproximar daquele homem, mais as coisas se poderão complicar. E embora considere que os sentimentos dele são genuínos, também sabe que existem ainda muitos segredos por revelar. Conseguirá ela suportar toda a verdade sobre Hayden?

I’m twenty\-six years old, and I want to die. So when I wake up at the hospital with my brother weeping over me, I know my life is about to change. What I didn’t expect was to get a nurse with cruel eyes and a morbid sense of humor that surpasses my own. I’m even more surprised when I arrive at Harlow Sanctum and realize that my brother selected an unorthodox rehabilitation center that rooms people based on their treatment plan. And my roommate is none other than the man with cruel eyes I met the day prior. I crave death—he craves life. Can two people like us cure each other?Please check the CW on my website before

It’s crazy how fast the buzz comes back after you’ve been sober for so long. Whiskey stood there, on my doorstep, just like he had one year before. Except this time, there was no rain, no anger, no wedding invitation—it was just us. It was just him—the old friend, the easy smile, the twisted solace wrapped in a glittering bottle. It was just me—the alcoholic, pretending like I didn’t want to taste him, realizing too quickly that months of being clean didn’t make me crave him any less. But we can’t start here. No, to tell this story right, we need to go back. Back to the beginning. Back to the very first drop. This is my love letter to Whiskey. I only hope he reads it.

A super steamy standalone rated F for filthy... “If you came here to get mauled, Ella…I’m very willing to bite.” The night of my birthday looked as boring as the rest of my life. Sitting on my own, trying to avoid my insanely gorgeous but horribly mean flatmate, all while waiting for him to leave so I could have a party for one…if you know what I mean. But that was before I almost crashed on the way home when a big top rolled into town. Before I locked eyes with the hottest guy I’d ever seen swinging a sledgehammer in the rain. Before I read the flyer promoting the newly erected circus. A circus that wasn’t the usual garish carnival…oh, no…this one was most definitely not for children. Not unless you counted bondage, fantasies, and one dirty night full of heinously deviant fun. Only problem was…my flatmate decided to get his freak on too. He saw me as I agreed to spend the night with the owner of said depraved circus…and he made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. Both. Together. I get to be owned by two men, not just one. I get to live out my wildest fantasies and teach Nicholas Davis a lesson for all those stony scowls and disdainful glances he’s given me. He can have me for one night. He can make me crawl, beg, and take me in any way he chooses. But he has to share. That is his penance. And I mean to make him suffer… Tropes: HIGH, HIGH spice. (We’re talking volcano heat). Standalone. Dirty. Kinky. BDSM. HEA. MFM one scene. MF romance after. Longing. Kink. Master/Sub. Punishments. Praise. Toys. Fall Hard. Dirty Men. Dirty Talk. Dirty Deeds. Forced proximity. Enemies to Lovers. Explosive Chemistry. Quiet on the Outside absolutely Depraved on the Inside. And rated F for Filthy, Filthy…