"Breathe Malaki" Azev whispers, his breath fanning against her face. He inhales Everytime she exhales as he attempts to steal every breath of hers. "Z...Zev" Her chest rises and falls, her breathing coming out short. The hand trailing up her thigh makes it impossible for her to think properly. Azev stares at her, his gaze boring into her his gaze narrowed and grey orbs growing darker. "You get married to him sweetheart, I'll set everything and everyone ablaze. I'm sure you know how much of a lunatic I am for you" He whispers, his words accompanied by his skimming fingers. Going to Monaco to attend a business meeting on behalf of her father was the plan. But she leaves there with the scent of a mysterious and rugged man from a one night stand, and her Anklet as payment. Kiara is the daughter of a wealthy family, coming from one who is protective and extremely strict her perfect life comes tumbling after a one nightstand especially when he starts chasing her. The man screams danger everywhere he goes with an air that makes it hard to breathe and now he has set his eyes on a woman. His. Malaki. Azev Zaviyar Al Jazzi, A crown prince and wealthy billionaire refuses to let go of the woman he spent one night with even when forces are against them. What starts as an obsession might just be more. Flustered and red from being stared at she moves her hips, her movements hesitant and unsure. The fast rising of his chest and the way his gaze refuses to move from her tells her just how affected he is

"You don't have the right to decide who I get to be with" He roars glaring at her as he tries to control his breathing. "I was just trying to help" She replies her voice meek and steady. Being his assistant is one thing and being his friend is another so she decided it was best to act as a friend. "Help" He says the word like it's poison before making his way towards her and holds her arm in a tight grip pulling her close. "The only way you can help is if you love me" The moment the words escape her boss slash best friend's lips her eyes widen. "I-what are you saying" She whispers unable to wrap her head around his words. "I love you" The confession comes out thick and full of emotions as his voice turns deeper with each word. "I've always loved you, so much I was scared it would turn me mad and now it has". Working as the assistant of one of the most arrogant men the world has ever been graced with and also one of the wealthiest and most handsome. She often asks herself how she has managed to be in the presence of her boss without wacking him in the head. But it's simple, along with the boss and assistant relationship she also happens to be his friend "What are you doing" She breathes out frightened when she feels the warmth of his body just behind hers. He doesn't reply and instead deeps his head lower, his face dangerously close to her nape. "Your scent is driving me crazy baby" He hoarsly whispers his strong huge hands caging her between his body and the wall. "Stop it" She says trying to keep her voice steady. "Your bride might see"

Jadelola Adebayo. She wasn't royalty. She wasn't billionaire-born. But she was brilliant with her hands, her designs slipping across Lagos society like silk - literally. She told herself it was only business. She told herself she would present the sketches, bow politely, and leave. But destiny has a way of rearranging careful plans. Because somewhere in the palace, descending from his own convoy with the slow arrogance of a man who had never been denied, was Prince Damilola Damien Adediran. And when his path collided with hers, Lagos itself seemed to pause. The city would remember their story. The blogs would feast on whispers of it. But in this moment, the world had no idea. All that existed was the dangerous pull between a woman who thought herself safe within marriage, and the Prince who had already chosen her - the one he would name Arike. She scowled, though her pulse betrayed her. "I told you before. I'm married. I don't belong to you." He stepped closer, closing the distance in unhurried strides until her back grazed the wall. His hand lifted, not touching, just hovering by her cheek. "Say it again, Arike. Louder this time. Maybe then I'll believe you." Her breath caught. "You're shameless." "Mm." His grin widened, vulgar and beautiful all at once. "Shameless enough to imagine what your lips taste like when you're angry. Shameless enough to want to hear you gasp my name the way you're gasping now." "Stop." Her palms pressed against his chest. Firm muscle beneath the fabric. Too warm. Too alive. He groaned, deep and rough, the sound vibrating under her touch. "Every time you touch me, Arike, you make it worse. Do you know that?" "I'm not-" she stammered, but he cut her off, voice dipping lower. "You think I don't see the way your pulse jumps when I look at you? The way you bite your lip when you're trying to hold back? Don't lie to me, ìfé mi. Your body betrays you

"You know, I'm feeling generous tonight, so I'll let you decide." He leaned in, his breath hot against my cheek. "Should I use my fingers, or would you rather feel this gun inside your pussy instead?" He smirked, enjoying the way my body tensed. "Which will it be, princess? A barrel full of bullets or my hand?" Tears burned my eyes spilling hot down my cheeks. My breath came in shuddering gasps as I shook my head frantically, silent, pleading. "A loaded gun is far more thrilling than mere hands, don't you think?" he drawled. The barrel hovered just above my navel, pressing lightly, a reminder I could lose my life any second. ★. ★ Adunni Agbaje never expected to spend valentine's day running for her dear life. What was supposed to be an harmless outing with friends turns into a nightmare when she catches the interest of a god in human form, Ruger, an untouchable ruthless cult leader who has shed countless blood to carve his ideology of power. To Ruger, Adunni is a puzzle, an obsession he never saw coming. She doesn't fit into his world of crime, cult wars and brutal power plays. Yet, she's the only thing he craves, and Ruger never lets go of what he wants. Obsession has no limits. Theirs is a taboo to the gods. ★. ★ 🩸🖤 Nigerian Dark Romance | Cult | Power | Possession 🩸 BLOOD AND BETRAYAL TRILOGY THE BLOOD DEBT The Blood Oath The Blood War 🩸 STANDALONES • 77 Bullets • ÀNÌNÌ • Blood and Steel

In a city where chaos runs deep and power speaks louder than justice, Major General Damola Olowe-feared, revered, and known simply as the Commander-rules Lagos's criminal underworld with a soldier's discipline and ruthlessness. His word is law. His presence, a warning. Backed by elite troops and an iron code of honor, Damola is the last line of order in a state slowly tilting into anarchy. But when a high-stakes raid ends in betrayal, an ambush leaves him bloodied and alone, and five of his own men try to assassinate him in transit, everything shifts. He survives by sheer will-and the unexpected help of a 'frightened' stranger. Damola gives him one thing in return: a favor. A single, open-ended promise. Three years later, the stranger returns-not for money, not for power, but with a request that will dismantle everything Damola has built. He wants Damola to protect his quiet, delicate younger sister, Adunni, while he travels abroad. The Commander refuses-until the debt is called in. What begins as a reluctant favor becomes a war of shadows, as Damola finds himself caught between growing feelings for Adunni and suspicions he can't ignore. Because Adunni isn't just innocent. She's a pawn. A spy planted to bring him down. And behind her is a man with blood on his hands-and a plan that could end the Commander's reign for good. But Damola didn't rise to power by playing fair and he was ready to fight until the very end. He took them down before, he could do it again. He would. Obey the Commander-or be destroyed.

How does one impress Grace? This is a question Folabi Dawson asked for several months. He could afford diamonds. He could buy her the latest wherever in the world. He could do just anything, because with money, there was never going to be an issue. Meet Grace Akinsola, but popularly known as Grace Akins. All her life, she made her money, obsessed with her passion and nothing else. But a few years back, she learned the hard way that the few men she had met were only attracted to her body and intimidated by her success. Folabi Dawnson, who had everything at the tip of his fingers, couldn't have Grace. That was the first time his money couldn't solve his problem. Grace Akins, was his problem.

He was a ruthless business man. Meet Arjun Venkatraman CEO of AV Tech, one of India's biggest tech companies. He is a cold blooded boss who would stop at nothing to keep his company in the ranks. He is the only son of Murali Venketraman who has high expectations for his son and his company. He has no time for flings, relationships and most importantly LOVE or thats what the world thinks She was a sweet doctor. Meet Shruthi Chandrasekhar pediatrician and daughter of Manoj Chandrasekhar, a prominent figure in the tech business industry. She is the sweetheart and the life of the Chandrasekhar family. Although she is the daughter of a rich businessman, she worked hard to fulfill her dream of becoming a doctor. All she ever wanted was someone she could trust and love with all her heart. What will happen when the two of them get tangled in a forced marriage? Dive in to find out!

With a flutter of her lashes and a sultry smile, she revealed her heart's deepest desires. 'Among my many dreams, one stands out - to be your queen,' she whispered, her voice husky and persuasive. 'I long to be the one you trust implicitly, the one whose love and care know no bounds. I aspire to be your partner in every sense, making you proud to call me your wife. I want to be your irresistible obsession, your sweet addiction, your forever companion.' Her eyes sparkled with intensity as she asked, 'Let me be your queen.' But just as he seemed to falter, she pressed on, her voice laced with a hint of vulnerability, 'I'm afraid... but...' ---------- Imagine a life-shattering revelation: on the day you took your first breath, your fate was sealed in a lifelong commitment to the one person you've loathed since childhood. Your cousin, yet arch-nemesis, Nabil Muhammad Suleiman, a ruthless pilot and CEO, has made your life a never-ending battleground. His ego and chauvinism know no bounds, and he's determined to control every aspect of your existence. Afifah Maryam Habib Suleiman, a fiery and unyielding architect, has built a top construction company and a reputation for independence. She detests being shackled and will stop at nothing to preserve her freedom. Yet, their parents' arrangement binds them together in a union that's both inescapable and suffocating. As they embark on a journey of clashes and unexpected twists, Nabil's dominating aura and Afifah's unbridled spirit collide in a maelstrom of passion and willpower. Will their bond ignite a fiery inferno of love or a war of attrition? Join them on a rollercoaster ride of emotions, as they navigate the unbreakable bond that threatens to consume them both. Started : 20 September 2021. Ended : .........

He placed the wine glass on the table and shifted his gaze to me, "It's a deal." His face broke into a small smile as he stretched his hand out to me. Hesitantly, I shook his. "I hope this goes as intended," I sighed. "Surely," he said, drawing his hand away from mine. "As long as you keep your head in the game and don't grow feelings for me, Ms Pearl." He sneered. "Oh please," I rolled my eyes at him. "I should be the one saying that," I scoffed. The smirk he had on his face, faded into a light frown. "Just to get it out there, Ms Pearl. You are not my type." He said as his gaze bored into mine. ~~~~~~~ For Pearl, the last thing she could ever imagine was faking a relationship with no other, but Billionaire Onyekachi Phillips, a man who came from wealth but broken. But then, there was no better option, all she wanted to do was drive her ex away, the same ex who ghosted her three years ago. Putting up with Kachi's arrogant personality was one thing, but falling in love with him was something she wasn't prepared for and that, she was determined not to let happen. Wealthy Onyekachi Phillips was a man with everything, anyone could wish for. Abundant wealth, good looks, a girlfriend that he loved and a daughter he cherished, but not until his girlfriend shattered his heart and love became poison to him. It was two years later and yet women, love and marriage were still the last thing on his mind but unfortunately for him, they were the only thing his mother wanted for him. Trying to escape one of his mother's attempts to find him a wife, he lied about a non-existent relationship, but not until she requested to meet his new girlfriend. He was so sure that he was never going to love any woman again until he wasn't sure anymore. This is book 1 of THE PHILLIPS BROTHERS SERIES. Each book is a standalone. This book is rated 18!