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His eyes were dark wild with an emotions I couldn't name. "You are playing with fire kid," he warned his voice a raw ragged growl. A thrill shot through me. I bit on my lower lip feigning innocence as I stared right into his stormy eyes “What if I want it to burn me?" I whispered leaning forward until my lips were a hair's breadth from his. I could feel his warm breath on my skin fast and uneven. "Come on old man," I taunted softly my hand coming up to rest on his chest. I could feel his heart pounding under my palm. "I know you want me. Stop fighting it." ••• For seven years Alyssa White lived a lie hiding her billion-dollar inheritance to be the perfect wife but on the night of her in-laws' anniversary everything shatters. Her husband Damon reveals his secret family and cruel shove from his mistress sends Alyssa falling and causes her to lose the twin babies. Burned by betrayal and imprisoned on false charges Alyssa takes on her identity with burning desire for revenge and her personal bodyguard who is also her ex husband’s Father in law, she would burn Damon’s world to the ground.

“Why do I have to become your personal slave? You are a beast.” Leanda yelled. “You are not only going to become by personal slave,” Alarick chuckled and took a step closer to her, “You are also going to become my sex slave. You have to keep my bed warm every night.” He grabbed her waist and pulled her close. “W..W..What does that even mean?“ Leanda stuttered, her words choking in her throat. Alarick smiled as he trailed her face, and on to her lips, “Just your touch feels so soothing that my wolf can’t even fight against it,” he murmured, “How about I stay deep inside of you every night? How good will that feel?” *** Alarick Maddox, the alpha king of the Brown East Pack, whose wolf was possessed by the dark demon Ubel, drained him of his energy, leaving him weak and vulnerable. With a deadline looming, he set out to find his mate and secure an heir to his pack Alarick found his mate, Leanda a human girl who was still finding it difficult to pay back the goons which her stepmom borrowed from. She rejected Alarick’s offer to carry his child at first, but he was willing to take her back to his realm; willingly or forcefully.

“Is Batman my daddy?” my son Jackson pipes up from the back seat. Of course not! But telling him that his father is Asher Giordano, leader of New York’s deadliest mafia empire is out of the question. He found us anyway. “What have you done with Jackson?” I demand. “My son?” Asher asks calmly, looking around my small apartment disdainfully. “The one you’ve been hiding from me and forcing to live in this…pigeonhole?” Our son, not yours. “You’re the one who left me at the alter without as much as a ‘see you later’. If you left me a forwarding address to contact you at, I must have missed it.” Asher regards me coldly. I don’t know this man. The boy I fell in love with was warm, giving and open. This man in front of me is frostier than the arctic with his glacial eyes. “I know you know who I am and what I’m capable of, so don’t try anything stupid, Emmeline. There’s nowhere you can run where I can’t find you.” “Gosh, Asher, that’s like a line straight out of a movie. Have you been practicing delivering it in front of a mirror?”

He slid his hands to my lower back, pressing me to his solid chest. “Do you have any mark on your body?” he whispered, his warm breath brushing against my ear. My heart thudded—not only from his nearness, but from his question. I still didn’t know what the mark meant. “No,” I lied. **** The night Emily Harpar is meant to shift, grief swallows her wolf, leaving behind only a faint crescent mark burned into her skin. Raised and mistreated in the kitchens of a powerful beta family, Emily loses everything—her mother, her dignity, and the mate who rejects her. Branded disgraced, she is sold into slavery… and claimed by the most dangerous ruler of all. Damian Stone, the feared Lycan King, is dying. Poisoned and sustained by a heart transplant, his human soul lies dormant while his ruthless lycan spirit, Malric, controls his body. With only three full moons before madness consumes him, Malric must find the Luna Healer marked by a crescent moon. Time is running out, and the mate he can’t resist is hiding the very mark that could save him. If the truth is discovered, she will be killed. If he chooses her, he will lose everything.

My parents suddenly told me that we were living in a novel. I was the frail and favored younger brother destined to get into college, marry my childhood sweetheart, and live an easy life. My older brother, Daniel Luther, on the other hand, was the expendable one. He was destined to fail his SAT and be beaten to death. My parents said that if they wanted to save him, they had to make sure he got into college. They did everything they could to help him, but he still failed his SAT. Meanwhile, I got into the same college as my childhood sweetheart, Priscilla Grimmie, through my own hard work. That night, my parents snatched my college acceptance letter and locked me in a cellar under the backyard. "Let your brother take your place and go to college first. You can retake your exams next year." My foot slipped, and I hit my head hard against a canning jar. Warm blood trickled down my neck. I shouted, "Mom, it hurts!" She didn't even turn around. "Caleb, stop it! Your brother is one step away from his dreams!" Their footsteps gradually faded. I slowly closed my eyes. The next time I opened my eyes, I was already floating in midair.

“What about your son? You don't want to see him again?” I froze, his voice dipped even lower. “You'd really let your sister win? And let Zade leave you like that? You are easier than I thought.” I shook my head slowly. “It's pointless. No one would believe me. They never have.” Caspian leaned closer. “What if we signed a deal?” *** Branded a traitor by the pack she bled for, Nyx is betrayed by the sister she once protected and discarded by the mate who swore eternity at her feet. Stripped of her title, her son torn from her arms, she’s dragged away in chains and sold like livestock to a rogue Alpha who sees her as nothing more than a pawn. But fate has other plans. Traded off for two warm bodied mistresses, Nyx lands in the clutches of Caspian Ashrow, the merciless Lycan King. With eyes like frozen steel and a heart just as cold, he has no use for a broken queen. Yet now, he owns one. She’s lost everything. But in the ashes, something stirs. Vengeance. The desire to make her mate, her sister and everyone who had hurt her pay. What happens next? Journey through the story of love and revenge with me!

A random transmigrator, Rosanna Lacewin, finally gets fed up after living as me, Roxanne Lovelace, for five years. She then ups and leaves this world with her system, leaving behind my extremely spoiled son, Theo Sterling, and my unusually cold husband, Austin Sterling. Before I can even process my thoughts, I suddenly see a barrage of comments flashing before my eyes. "What kind of a disastrous start to a story is this? This is the first time I've ever seen such a stupid transmigrator! She arrived five years earlier, made a huge mess, and now, the original owner has to clean up the mess she left behind!" "That's right. All she had to do was just correct Theo's ways, warm up to Austin, and stop her family from bothering the actual main characters of the story. But she did none of that and only spent all her time enjoying herself and avoiding death!" "Theo's all spoiled now, and Austin is very distant from her. I'm feeling so annoyed just by looking at this family. I wish they'd just die." So, as it turns out, I'm just the cannon fodder in this story plot who dies young, and both my husband and my son will be the main antagonists later on.

Lilienne Winslow "I'm a mess of warm chaos but I won't let you see it in my eyes, I smile every time but I won't let you see the sadness behind them ,it's pathetic" Rowan Sinclair "Your chaos doesn't frighten me; it draws me in. you wear a smile that dances like sunlight through shadows, but know this, my love: I see beyond the facade. Behind those shimmering eyes lies a world of storms, and it's not pathetic, it's beautifully human. Let me be your anchor in this tempest; let me cradle your sadness and transform it into something radiant. Even when you feel lost, I'll be right here, holding you tight." Neither of them ever wished for the union of marriage, not the weight of a promise, that felt more like chains. two souls adrift, untamed, untouched by love's hand.Yet fate, with silent steps, wove them into one, In a bond neither sought, but neither could withstand. He, a man of steel, a man of few words and of unshaken resolve, She, a spirit of grace, a woman of quiet strength,carrying wounds, no one cared to see. In the quiet vows exchanged, hearts kept their guard,But in the silence between them, emotions sparked, unbarred. In his silence, she found a space to breathe. In her fragility, he found something worth protecting.

At the Moretti family banquet, Don Cesare Moretti won a two-person package to a private island resort. The host asked with a teasing grin, "Don Moretti, who are you taking with you?" Every pair of eyes in the room turned to me. The crowd began chanting my name, their voices rising with gleeful anticipation. "Adriana! Adriana!" My heart hammered against my ribs. I smiled at Cesare, hope blooming warm in my chest. But Cesare didn't even glance my way. His gaze had drifted past me, settling on his secretary sitting near the front. His voice was casual, almost indulgent. "Give it to her. The girl's been working late lately. She deserves a break." His secretary's face went scarlet. Those soldiers paused for just a beat—then someone shouted, "The Don is so thoughtful," and the laughter swelled again, smoothing over the moment. My best friend Bianca leaned in, whispering through clenched teeth, "We planned to get married together on the island this year. How could he forget something like that?" I smiled and forced back the tears. Then I reached over and straightened her collar. "Don't worry. The plan stays. The wedding happens." Then I called my father and said yes to the family arrangement. I would marry the Don of the Romanov family—Cesare's biggest rival. If Cesare didn't want to marry me, that was fine. I'd just find myself another groom.

First of all if you don't like women be controlled by the men or can't tolerate abusive content then I would prefer you to skip this story. Remember this story is not for below 18. This story is strictly only for 18+ adults. I was about to say something but then I froze in my place when I felt a gun on the back of my waist. My voice just stuck in my throat. He pressed the gun more to my waist making me let out a small gasp. "I am not only a billionaire kitten. I am also a mafia leader. And this crazy mafia wants you at any cost. And it will be better if you just submit to me or I have my own ways to make you do it." I flinched when I felt his cold lips on my warm neck. I tried to move away but he wrapped his one hand on my waist and other was still pressing the gun. And the--- What will happen when two mad and crazy billionaires wanted only one girl who want nothing from them. One who broke her dignity and other who kept on her soul. Will she be able free herself from this nightmare. OR Will remain bound to four walls of darkness. A dark romance story. I hope you guys like it. WARNING; THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE TRIGGERING CONTENT. RAPE AND ABUSIVE SCENES. READ IT OWN YOUR OWN RISK. Copyright 2020 Marwians