Dark Cacao

Abducted at the young age of 10, groomed by a mistress specialized in raising girls for special duties and catering to needs of sick depraved men, Isabella Blanchet had her life planned out for her before she got the chance to dream and make wishes. That was until she crossed paths with him, Dante Moretti, the ruthless Don of the Moretti family. A legend to some, a scary bedtime story to get children in bed and a nightmare to all who crossed him. Some would go as far as calling him the boogeyman. Would he succeed in sinking her into the darkness or will she be the only ray light in his dark world?

Kehidupan Abigail Anderson hancur tatkala seorang wanita datang pada ayahnya, James Anderson dan mengaku mengandung bayi pria itu. Sejak saat itu masalah demi masalah datang silih berganti hingga ibunya yang kala itu sedang mengandung, mengalami depresi dan harus dirawat di rumah sakit jiwa dan ayahnya mengalami kelumpuhan otak. Abigail yang menjadi anak yatim piatu kemudian dirawat oleh adik dari ayahnya, Alex Anderson dan istrinya Alona Anderson dengan penuh cinta. Mereka merubah identitas asli Abby dan menjadikannya seperti anak kandung mereka. Waktu terus berlalu, Abby remaja tumbuh menjadi wanita sukses dan memiliki pengaruh juga cerdas. Dengan misi balas dendam, ia kembali ke kehidupan lamanya dan mulai menjalankan rencana, mencari adik kandungnya sekaligus mencari tahu identitas orang yang telah menghancurkan kebahagiaan keluarganya. Bertemu dengan pria yang merupakan rival bisnisnya, Zachary, perlahan Abby mengetahui hubungan pria tersebut dengan orang yang telah menghancurkan kebahagiaan keluarganya. Ketika dihadapkan pada cinta dan dendam, manakah yang akan menang pada akhirnya?

Rachel led a boring life. That is, until she woke up dead. With no guidance and no support (besides her only friend), Rachel began to navigate her new lifestyle. In death, she finally began to live. Learning to be a new member of undead would be challenging enough, but Rachel was determined to track down the man who turned her. A bit obsessed, in fact. What reason did he have to murder her? Poor self control? Bored? The reasons really did not matter any more because soon she planned to end his (undead) life.

He's a Mafia Boss's son. He's handsome and courageous. She's a Billionaire's daughter. She's finely educated, beautiful, and innocent. They fall in love in close proximity inside the Bratva cage as prisoners. They were tortured physically and emotionally. But, love prevails between them in another place and at another time.

"Have you ever loved me, even once?" I hummed when I herd that. Ridiculous. The tall man falling in a pool of blomanod. The scarlet stained his still perfectly delicate face. I never expected a proud Mafia King of all the underground, in the last few minutes of his life, would humbly say this insane words to me -- One who dreams of sending him to hell every day and night; one who could only become his eternal enemy. "No," I didn't spare even a glance to the man on the ground, replied ruthlessly and clearly in hatred, "Never."

"What are you doing?" She asked breathlessly as she placed her hands on the hard surface of his chest. "I don't want you to run this time." He responded. She could feel the deep rumble of his voice through his chest as she slid her hands down an inch over his pectoral muscles. It was an involuntary move but as she felt his chest flex beneath her touch, she couldn't help but feel proud that she caused a reaction in him. His breath fanned over her lips and subconsciously her tongue darted out to wet them. "You don't want me to run?" Juliet asked as she regained her footing, and he slid his hands up to her rib cage slowly. "No." His voice was hard and firm. "No running." "No running from what?" She knew what he was saying but she wanted him to do something about it. It was a burning need racing through her body. Her eyes closed as the tip of his nose brushed against hers. "Me." At that moment her world stopped, and she refused to wait a second longer. She eagerly pressed forward to grab his lips with her own. They were soft and warm, but she only had a moment to dwell on that fact before he kissed her back with a heavy passion. One of his hands left her side to weave its way into her hair, pulling her impossibly closer. ❤️ He was dangerous, she just didn't know it. He was willing to give up everything for her. All he wanted was a woman he could call home. What happens when she learns his secret? What happens when his secret risks her life?

Marco de Luca is the youngest son of a very powerful family in southern Italy, dedicated to the sale of flats and large luxury houses, or at least that is what they say they do exclusively... Incredibly successful and attractive, he seems to have everything. He is about to marry the beautiful Greek daughter of another influential family and to take over his father's business. But unexpectedly he must go to Barcelona to meet a distant cousin to resolve hidden family matters, which will lead to the birth of an intense passion and the opening of a dark past full of secrets that he never expected to discover.

He was born from shadows. She was born to destroy them. When Elara, a witch with forbidden blood, is dragged into the cursed kingdom of Prince Kael, she becomes the only one who can break his centuries-old curse. But every spell she casts binds her closer to him—body, soul, and heart. He’s dangerous, seductive, and cursed to crave what he cannot have—her light. She swore to free him, not fall for him. But the deeper she ventures into his darkness, the more she realizes... maybe she was never meant to save him. Maybe she was meant to join him.

"You don’t know what you’re playing with." He murmured, His hand traced a slow path down my arm, fingers firm but deliberate, sending a shiver straight to my core. "You are scared" “I’m not.” I whispered. He smiled. “You should be.” Before I could think, he closed the distance, his lips crashing onto mine, rough, urgent, claiming and fierce, consuming fire of his touch. "I can't stop. I don't won't to." Then he claimed my lips again. And soon, my lips moved. I was kissing back. This shouldn’t be happening. Just then footsteps echoed. “Rylan—stop, someone’s coming—” But his hands only gripped my waist tighter, holding me still. he whispered. “Let them. I don’t care.” then his lips crashed against mine, harder. I tried turning away but he grabbed my neck and stuck his tongue into my mouth. "Rylan please." my eyes dart to the door. "Stop." I struggled. His hand slipped down to grab my ass. Squeezing it tightly. "If you weren't wearing a jean, I would have stuck my fingers right into your holes. Fuck." He hissed then continued. A light knock sounded at the door followed by the twisting handle. No! ★ Some-secrets are born in fire... and some desires, forged in darkness. Alyssa Milano carries a past she can’t outrun-one soaked in blood, silence, and a secret that could ruin her. At fifteen, her innocence was stolen. Rylan Russo is danger, ruthless, powerful, and used to getting what he wants. When he sets sights on Alyssa, their worlds collide in a storm of obsession and desire. Is this a love story tocall? In a world where trust is poison and passion is a weapon, Alyssa must choose her path. A dark, twisted romance where survival comes at a cost.

From the moment my twin sister set her eyes on Matteo, she decided he was the one. We were just kids, but that didn’t matter to her. In her heart, she believed they were destined to be together. So when their arranged engagement was announced, no one was surprised. At least, that’s what I thought. But lately, something had felt off. Wherever I went, Matteo was there. Lurking in the dark, concealed in the shadows, always watching. I didn’t know what I’d done to capture his attention. I didn’t want it. Yet, I couldn’t stop my heart from trembling like a bare soul caught in the icy grip of winter whenever he came near. Nor could I ignore my body’s traitorous response to his voice, low and laced with wicked intent. I fought to resist him. I truly did. But it was useless. He knew it. And so did I. So I ran. But that was the thing about the Vitales: they always gave chase.