Isabella
Each time I felt close to waking, the darkness would creep back in. It was hard to fight the urge to give in to it, I felt as though I’d been hit by a truck. Everything from the waist up was throbbing and from the waist down all I could feel was a tingling numbness from god knows what. A familiar hand held mine, the thumb circling over my knuckles.
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She watched him butcher her parents. Now she’s come for blood. Evie steps into Mafie University ready to kill. Instead three Bratva kings claim her as their property. Alexi. Damien. Lev. They don’t romance. They use. She’s their filthy little toy. Forced to her knees, fucked raw, degraded, marked, and filled until she can’t walk straight. Every defiance earns pain. Every moan earns more. They break her open and make her thank them for it. But the assassin they own still has a knife… and she plans to make them bleed while she’s still dripping with them. Dark. Filthy. Why-choose. Dubcon. Degradation. Knife play. Breeding talk. Rough ownership. 18+ only. This one is pure filth.
She thought she still had a choice. She doesn’t. Rhys doesn’t forgive. He doesn’t forget. He hunts. Breaks. Owns. Then he hands the pieces to his brother so they can ruin her together. Violet came back to Thorn Falls thinking she could play the game. One mistake and the man who already should have destroyed her at sixteen has her stripped, collared, and dripping while he and Charles take turns fucking every last shred of pride out of her. He’ll degrade her. Share her. Break her so thoroughly that the only thing left is the sound of her begging for more. And when she’s nothing but a used, trembling mess, she’ll still crawl back and thank him for it. No mercy. No soft edges. No redemption arc. This is pure, filthy corruption. Click if you can handle getting ruined. 💦
She hacked the wrong rich pricks. Now she’s about to get fucked by the worst one. Camden Hunt doesn’t just destroy his problems. He ruins them. Breaks them. Owns them. Morgan thought she was clever. One click too many and the devil himself has her on her knees—humiliated, dripping, begging for more while he ruins every last piece of her. He’ll use her. Share her. Break her again and again until the only name she knows is his. And she’ll thank him for it. Filthy. Obsessive. Unapologetically dark. This ain’t your soft little romance. This is pure corruption. Click if you can handle getting wrecked. 💦
He fcks like he hates her. And he really, really hates her. Rogue Royal - the cold, ruthless king of Royal Crown Academy - has one rule: survive senior year and claim his fortune. Then Bellamy crashes into his world with her smart mouth and tempting body. Now he can't stop thinking about pinning her against the wall, choking her pretty throat, and pounding into her until she screams his name and begs for mercy she'll never get. He'll bully her. He'll degrade her. He'll ruin her tight little body night after night until she's dripping, broken, and completely addicted to his cruel touch. She hates him. He owns her. Welcome to the academy, baby. The king is ready to play. 🔞🔞🔞🔞
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