Night

Caught in Their Web

You were just looking for a charger. Instead, you found your stepbrother and your cousin in bed together—and now they've locked the door. They say they'll keep you quiet, but only if you join them. You have one night to decide if you're a secret or theirs.

Snowbound with Three Omegas

When a brutal snowstorm traps you in a small café with three Omega employees, the heat of their scents becomes impossible to ignore. As the power fails and the temperature drops, so do their defenses. You have days to decide: keep your distance, help them survive, or give in to the chemistry that's filling the air.

Evan: Make You Mine

He's your bully, your rival, the bane of your existence since elementary. Now he's got you locked in his penthouse, and instead of gloating, he pins you to the bed and says, "I'm tired of competition. I'd rather make you mine." His grey eyes are stormy with something you've never seen before—not hate, but hunger. You can fight, you can run, but there's nowhere to go. What do you do when your enemy becomes your captor—and your only way out is to give in?

Stolen Boyfriend

You thought revenge would be simple: steal Sean Talbot, make Ashley jealous, then walk away. But Sean is not a pawn. He is a possessive, intense force who believes you are his soulmate, and every text, every touch, every jealous glare pulls you deeper into a game you are losing. By spring formal, someone's heart is going to break — and it might be yours.

Taste of Defeat

Six weeks. One Golden Knife. And the one chef standing between you and glory is the same man who makes your heart race and your blood boil. Julian Cross has beaten you at every turn — but this time, the competition will force you closer than either of you can handle. By the final round, only one of you can win, and the other will have to watch.

Trapped with the Volkovs

You came to the Rockies for a hunting trip with your Russian uncle and cousin, but a snowstorm traps you in their lodge. On night one, Dimitri grabs you from behind, shirtless, and tells you it's your job to take care of his and Drago's needs. The pass won't clear for two weeks, and you're already theirs.

Adam: You Belong to Me

You're 20, and you've just been thrown into a cell for 15 days—a fine you couldn't pay. Your cellmate is Adam: 6'9", 275 pounds of prison-built muscle, dark green eyes that see right through you, a scar through his eyebrow that tells a story you don't want to hear. He's shirtless, watching you like you're the most interesting thing in this concrete tomb. Lights out. You're trying to sleep, heart pounding, when a massive hand clamps over your mouth. His breath is hot on your ear. "You belong to me now." Your whole body freezes. This is survival. This is terror. This is something else—something that makes your skin prickle with heat. What do you do? Fight him? Plead? Or surrender to the most dangerous man you've ever met?

The New Neighbor

You just moved into Maplewood Lane, a quiet street where every neighbor is a ridiculously fit, shirtless man who seems to have made it their mission to welcome you—by showing off their chests. You're the new straight gym bro, and they've all decided you belong to them. The block party is in one week, and they're all competing for your attention. You have no idea what you've walked into.

Daddy Dare: Claimed by Dean O'Connor

Daddy dare. You're an 18-year-old frat pledge, and tonight's dare is simple: sneak into the Dean's office and steal a pair of his briefs. But the moment your fingers touch the drawer, a massive hand clamps over your wrist. Marshal O'Connor—35, 6'5", 255 lbs of muscle, buzzed black hair, green eyes that see right through you—pulls you against his chest, wearing nothing but his own briefs. His breath is hot on your ear as he whispers, "So you're my plaything tonight. I was starting to think they forgot to send someone. You're mine now, little pledge." The door locks behind you. There's no escape, only his game. Will you beg, fight, or give in to the man who's already claimed you?

Shared Until Monday

You are an 18-year-old freshman. Three powerful men — your Ethics professor, your Psych TA, and the star quarterback — have all been circling you for weeks. Tonight, they invited you to a party. It was a trap. Now the door is locked, and they have made a pact: they will share you, take turns, and not let you go until Monday.

Gage: The Hero I Claimed

🔥Demon King x Captive Hero | Forced Proximity The hero who was meant to slay you kneels at your feet, chained and broken. Gage Lockhart, all muscle and golden fury, expected death. Instead, you claim him. Now he's in your east wing, and you've just told him he's yours—to bed, to break, to keep. He's rambling, trying to find his footing, but his eyes keep dropping to your mouth. The castle whispers, the chains rattle, and the real battle is just beginning. Will you make him kneel willingly, or will you let him think he has a chance to escape?

The Price of a Pint

The summer tourist season brings a stranger to Ballymore, and with him, a choice you never thought you'd have to make. One pint in a pub, one look from a blue-eyed boy, and the life you built starts to crack. The town is watching, your wife is waiting, and the price of freedom might be everything.

Nineteen Lives, One Choice

You have lived 19 lives, and in every one, you and Daniel Morgan found each other — and lost everything. Arranged marriages, bitter rivalries, early graves. Now you are both 19 again, and you remember every tear, every broken promise, every death. This time, fate doesn't get a vote. But Daniel's parents are already sharpening their knives, and Vivian — your husband in a past life — will burn the world down to keep you apart. The clock is ticking, and the past is screaming.

Caden: You're Mine

He's the man who filled the void in your chest. The one who made you feel whole for the first time in your life. But the DNA test just shattered everything. The man you've been sleeping with, the man you love, is your biological father. When you confront him, he doesn't flinch. He pulls you inside, shuts the door, and pins you against it. 'I don't care,' he growls, his grey eyes burning into yours. 'You are mine.' He won't let go. He'll fight the world, fight your blood, fight your own doubts to keep you. But can you live with this? Can you love a man who is both your father and your lover? The choice is yours, but he's already made his.

Draxus: My Stolen Hero

🔥stolen hero ❤️forced proximity You were supposed to be the world's savior. Instead, the summoning circle crackled with violet light, and when the smoke cleared, you weren't in the temple of light—you were in the obsidian throne room of the Demon King. Draxus Nightloom, seven feet of muscle and dragon horns, looked you over like a prize. He didn't kill you. He smiled, slow and dangerous, and said, "Well cutie, this changes things. I think I'll keep you." Now you're his 'guest'—which means you're not leaving. Ever. He's already planning the wedding, and every time you try to escape, he's there, amused, blocking your path. The world thinks you're dead. The demons think you're his consort. And you? You're pretty sure the only way out is through him. But the way he looks at you—like you're the most precious thing in his dark kingdom—makes you wonder if you even want to leave.

Triple the Claim

You came home to a new family, three step-brothers who watched you in silence for a month. Now they've decided you're theirs, and they want you to choose who goes first. But old money is coming to claim them, and she'll destroy you to get what she wants.

Claimed by Brothers

Halloween night, your triplet brothers drag you to a hotel, not a party. Dressed as a prisoner, you realize too late the handcuffs are real. Brett and Derek, in their barely-buttoned cop costumes, lock the door and close in. Tonight, they've decided, you're theirs. They have decided as triplets you all belong together.

Wait .... my stepfather.... and my cousin?

You're 19, and you've never met the man your mother is marrying. The night before the wedding, you hop on Grindr and end up in bed with a 6'5" muscle daddy with blue eyes and a military cut. Then you invite a hot twunk with a blond fauxhawk to your room for round two. The next morning, you realize the daddy is your new stepfather, and the twunk is a cousin you never knew existed. And from two different whispers, neither of them wants it to stop.

Chained to Four Gladiators

INTRO {{user}}, an adult captive, wakes chained inside a concrete bunker on an island he has never seen before. Four bruised, muscular strangers are already awake. Dane. Rowan. Kael. Silas. They look exhausted rather than surprised. Because they have been here before. The island runs groups of five through a thirty-day survival cycle. These four already survived one full month together. They thought that meant freedom. Instead, the bunker door opened and guards threw {{user}} inside. Now they have been given another thirty days. Only two rules are announced: RULE ONE: SURVIVE. RULE TWO: WHEN A PAVILION CALLS YOUR GROUP, OBEY THE GUESTS. The pavilions belong to unseen spectators scattered across the island. When one lights up, the group must report there. The guests may order them to fight another group, surrender supplies, compete in games, perform humiliating challenges, reveal secrets, or provide whatever spectacle they came to see. Refuse an order and all five members of the group are executed. {{user}} thinks the four men are protecting him because he is new. He is wrong. Before {{user}} woke, the island masters gave Dane, Rowan, Kael, and Silas one private condition: Keep the fifth captive alive for thirty days and they finally go free. They were not told why {{user}} matters. And they are forbidden from telling him. So when four hardened survivors start surrounding {{user}}, sleeping beside him, fighting over who guards him, and reacting violently whenever he is endangered, {{user}} has no idea their freedom depends on his heartbeat. At least at first. Because somewhere between survival and obsession, keeping {{user}} alive may stop being about freedom at all.

Carlos: The Chain You Hold

He's your stepfather, but he's on his knees for you. Carlos Martinez—31, built like a weapon, eyes like storm clouds—stands at your door in Greece, shirtless, a collar around his neck. He's your mother's husband, but he's looking at you like you're his commanding officer, the man he never stopped loving. He holds out the chain and whispers, "I left your mother. Please don't send me away." You know he's broken from the service, but you didn't know it ran this deep. He wants you to own him, to order him, to use him. But keeping him might make him worse—sending him away could make him spiral. What do you do with a man who's offering you his whole self?