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I am standing in front of the mirror only on my red skirt and blouse.He is wearing me a red saree.Tears are flowing from my eyes like nigra falls.After wearing me the saree,he sat me down in front of the mirror and started wearing me jewellery. He applied red lipstick on my lips and said seductively, "you look very fuckable in red colour."I replied crying, "please.Let me see my brother.He is very sick.Let me go to the hospital for once".Hearing me, he slapped very hard on my face and fisted my hair tightly.He said anger dripping from his voice,"you dare to talk back.Did you just forget your place in front of me.Tell me who you are?Tell me whom you belong? I hissed in pain and replied," I am your doll. I only belong to you. I am only yours" . . . Devika, A 20-year-old college-going girl was married to the mafia leader Abhinav. After her marriage, her husband started torturing her for some reason which she doesn't know. Will she ever come to know why she is being tortured?Join Abhinav and Devika's, bittersweet love journey and be a part of their journey.. . . Warning- Disturbing scene ahead like violence, rape and mental abuse. Read at your own risk. It's a work of fiction. So, kindly take it as fiction. English isn't my first language so apologizing in advance for grammatical errors.

The rumors say that Yardley Hughes’ fiancée is a hillbilly from the countryside, ugly and uneducated, a dowdy woman. But when she shows up at a gala, the sight of Celia Stanton stuns the whole crowd! “How’s that ugly?”“I heard she’s pals with an award-winning actor!”“Her dad’s the wealthiest man on earth!”“I heard she’s the famous fashion designer, Leo!” As each of her secret identities are exposed, everyone is dumbfounded. But none of that matters, because Yardley still doesn’t like her. Yet, the official social media account of Hughes Incorporated makes a post that reads, “The pair are in love and will marry soon,” shocking the world.

He raped me. Not for once, but several times. The first time, I could scream, I could plead to him. However, it wasn't the same afterwards. I had to stop screaming for help when he jumped over me like a hungry animal, I couldn't plead to stop him. Because then he became my husband.He was given the right to do whatever he wanted with me. And I wasn't given the right to stop him.Unlike other women, I didn't choose to be a slave of my husband. I didn't fall for my husband.

Aliyah doesn't know what to do after hearing that her father was fired and telling her that she may not be able to finish her last year of college now because he can not sustain her anymore.  No! She will not just stay still and watch her father do everything just to provide for their family.  She has to work! She decided to do everything! And when she said everything, that also included when Mr. Richard Saavedra, a fifty-two year old man, offered her to be his wife in exchange for money.   Everything was going well in her past months in Mr. Saavedra's mansion, but not until someone showed up and told her that he was Mr. Saavedra's son. He is Rocco Saavedra.  Right after Rocco came to the mansion, Aliyah's life seemed like a trial card in hell.  Will she still remain in the mansion? Or will she stay away after knowing that she is pregnant with one of the Saavedras?   

(SSPG WARNING! Read at your own risk!)“Damn, we shouldn’t be doing this, Lauren,” gigil na bulong ni Zai habang nakaupo ako sa kanyang kandungan. Patuloy pa rin ang paghalík niya sa akin. Nalalasahan ko naman ang alak sa kanyang dila. “Uhmm~” Umawang ang labi ko nang sapuin niya ang malusog kong sùso habang patuloy sa pagsípsip sa aking labi. “Ugh fùck, stop grinding on my top,” awat niya kasabay ng paghapit niya sa aking baywang. Sumubsob ang sùso ko sa kanyang matigas na dibdib. Ngunit hindi ako nagpatalo at mas idiniin ang sarili ko sa kanyang alaga na kumakawala na sa suot niyang slacks. Saglit akong humiwalay at napatitig sa gwapo niyang mukha. “What?” namamaos niyang bulong. Basa ang labi, at kumalat na ang lipstick ko sa gilid ng kanyang namumulang labi. “We both hate each other, but why in the fùck are we kissíng?” lasing niyang bulong at naging hudyat ‘yon upang mas halíkan niya ang labi ko. Hindi ko rin alam ang sagot, o baka lasing lang ako dahil uhaw na uhaw ako sa kanyang haplos, at halik. “Your boyfriend is gonna kill me,” gigil niyang bulong at hínimas ang hita ko dahilan para umangat ang micro skirt na suot ko. “You’re gonna regret this, Lauren. Your boyfriend is like my brother, but I couldn't care less. Now that you’re on my top, fuck.” Pinag-init ako ng kanyang sinabi dahilan para hímasin ko ang kanyang alaga na tigas na tigas at umaabot na sa kanyang puson. “Fùck!” malutong niyang mura na ikinangisi ko.

The sound of the liquor bottle breaking echoed against the walls of that room, making her flinched. She gazed into those intoxicated piercing green eyes hovering over her. "Leave from my room right now, Damien," her sapphire orbs filled with tears of terror, whereas her grip tightened on the towel covering her wet bare body but the person before her didn't follow her words. A shiver ran down her spine when he placed his both palms on the glass door behind her, caging her completely. "We will talk tomorrow when you will be sober up but please leave now," she attempted to push him away but her body froze when he pinned both of her wrists above her head, resulting in the towel slipping from her body. Her naked body trembled, both in fear and cold but the blazing rage in those bloodshed green eyes flamed up her being. She tried to wiggle out from his hold until…. "Do you still love him, Zia?" His question stabbed inside her heart like a dagger. Her tears of fear turned into anger. After she submitted every single inch of her to him last night, he was still asking her that question. "What if I said, yes…I still love Dylan then?" She challenged him but immediately hissed in pain when he dug his fingers in her tender skin. "Then I will kill him right in front of you," his cavernous voice husked against her lips but his words glossed her eyes more. How can he be so cruel that he didn't hesitate before thinking about killing his own brother? Her heart clenched when he pressed his lips against her and whispered those words in her mouth. "Because I will be the only person to ruin you in my love, Zia Damien Karlson,"

After being heartbroken at the start of her last year in high school because of her long-time relationship, Sarina couldn’t just stay put and cry inside her home. Her birthday was coming, she was coming of age. She is not going to allow some lousy, cheating bastard will destroy it. That night, she was invited to a party where all of the pack were present. It was too overwhelming and she could feel it was time. Running to the woods, she felt her whole body was changing. Screaming and agonizing in pain, she felt someone’s hand on her waist as he licked her neck aggressively, her body was immediately set on fire. “Mate.” She heard him deeply say. His tone was utterly familiar, and to her surprise, it was one of the Alpha in their pack, Ethaniel Lynx Stephenson. Sarina took in a deep breath, trying to endure the pain coursing through her body like a thunderbolt with a heavy thought in mind. If her mate is the Alpha, then…she would have two mates because they are twins. And they’re her childhood friends!

Alpha's first mating. As tradition demands in the Grey-Halfmoon Pack located on the west side of the paramount island hidden from curious human eyes. The next Alpha to rule the pack had rules to follow before being crowned the Alpha of the pack. Young Aiden was no different. Like his father before him Aiden had to attend the alpha's training that took almost six and half years to complete, and he hadn't seen the pack and his parent for over six years now but now that he was back, and ready to serve his pack and take over from his father, the second tradition that was performed every twenty one years had to commence. It is a tradition where five she-wolves from the pack, aged from eighteen to twenty were chosen by the highly respected Seer, which the pack has trusted for over seventy years to help guard the island and foresee the future. She was the closest thing to talking to the goddess herself. And not once in seventy years was the woman wrong, and this year she had planned to the same thing she did for the previous alpha, and find Aiden the woman who will compliment him and help rule the pack beside him not forgetting that the woman would prove to be fertile and able to give the pack their next Alpha to rule after Aiden. This year was not different, tradition would be followed, and the pack house was getting ready to welcome the five chosen, and let the Alpha's first mating resume.

This book is authored by Dripping Creativity. “Stay away, stay away from me, stay away,” she shouted, over and over. She kept shouting even though it seemed she had run out of things to throw. Zane was more than a little interested in knowing exactly what was going on. But he couldn’t focus with the woman making a ruckus. “Will you shut the fuck up!” he roared at her. She fell silent and he saw tears start to fill her eyes, her lips trembled. Oh fuck, he thought. Like most men, a crying woman scared him shitless. He would rather have a gunfight with a hundred of his worst enemies than have to deal with one crying woman. “And your name is?” he asked. “Ava,” she told him in a thin voice. “Ava Cobler?” he wanted to know. Her name had never sounded so beautiful before, it surprised her. She almost forgot to nod. “My name is Zane Velky,” he introduced himself, holding out a hand. Ava’s eyes grew bigger as he heard the name. Oh no, not that, anything but that, she thought. “You have heard of me,” he smiled, he sounded satisfied. Ava nodded. Everyone who lived in the city knew the name Velky, it was the largest mafia group in the state with its centre in the city. And Zane Velky was the head of the family, the don, the big boss, the huge honcho, the Al Capone of the modern world. Ava felt her panicked brain spin out of control. Trigger warnings: Talk about SA Body image issues Light BDSM Descriptive descriptions of assaults Self harm Harsh language

I stared, I gulped, my heart skipped a beat, my stomach twisted and I can feel the butterflies, a linger and a cold chill ran and travelled through my vein, flowing through my blood like lava. The man before me was heavenly, I could barely look away. From the way his dark grey orbs stared back at me to the way his jet black hair fell spikingly on his shoulder, my whole body shuddered uncontrollably from the sensation growing in my system. My eyes trailed up to his sharp jawline, his straight pointed nose, his tick, long eyebrows and eyelashes to his sinful, tempting, luscious lips. Consciously, I ran a over my lips but the sound of my dad clearing his throat pulled me out from my trace as a slightly jerked, feeling electrified. "Tristan, I went you to meet my friend, Dr Sean" My dad introduced the sexy, demigod man with that sinful body of his. I quivered again. "Sean, meet my son Tristan" Dad introduced me but my eyes remained cemented on him and I could swore I saw a spark in those dark orbs but it was gone as soon as it came, making me doubt if I really saw it. I watched him run his over his reddish, luring lips while his ran down my body, making my inside burn with a sudden fire I had never felt before...and then, he spoke.... "Nice to meet you kitten" And from that moment no, I knew it was over for my heart. From that moment I knew I was in love with MY FATHER'S FRIEND!