Carlisia ran as fast as her sore legs would let her. Her top was ripped and her knees scabbed from all the time she had tripped on the rough patchy ground. She tripped again, blood dripped from the corner of her mouth as a stone bust her lip. She quickly got up, and continued to run. She could feel his presence. Not chasing her, no. Observing her. He was amused how she thought she could run away. Carlisia's knees buckled underneath her again, she was so tired and in so much pain. A sob escaped her lips, she couldn't take it anymore. Sniffling, she took deep breaths, trying to get up but her legs wouldn't let her. They were just too bruised. She sighed, this was it perhaps. She rolled onto her back and pushed herself up against a tree, just as a figure emerged in front of her. "Tired I see?" The dark voice said after a moment of silence. "P-please just let me go." Carlisia whispered. Her throat was dry from all the screaming earlier. "Where would you go Carlisia? Hmm? There is no where to run to." He mused as he casually strolled in front of her. Clearly amused by the situation. "Well, there are places." He said sarcastically, swatting his hand in the air for emphasis. "Just not ones where you can hide." He tusked finally looking at her straight in the eyes. "There isn't a place in this world, no nook, no cranny, where I can not get you from. I need you to understand that love." He said as he crouched in front of her and tenderly brought a strand of her loose locks to his nose and took a deep breath, momentarily closing his eyes. "I will find you from any depth of this universe." he breathed out. Tears fell from Carlisia's eyes as she looked at the side, trying to push her face away from him, breathing as if a deer caught in headlights. "Well, not that I will let you leave in the first place." He chuckled, tugging at the strand as he finally opened his eyes. They were once again golden. Copyright 2021 ©

With which hand did you take the ring off, Hope?" Hades roared while he was rolling up his sleeves. "W...what?!" I stuttered, every single muscle in my body was shaking. "How silly I am, of course it was your right hand! Right baby?" he smirked "Give me your hand" he held his hand in front of me waiting. ______________ "You are like a butterfly, hard to catch , harder to keep." He had obsession over his childhood bestie and now after twenty years of waiting for her to accept him , he decide to take action and gain the love of his love. Hades ! Hades ways! Hades desire! Hades love! Hades obsession! Thats all matters! 1 madlove 3July,5July,6July,7July,8July,9July, 10July 11July,12,13,14,15 July 17-20 July- 22 August #1 Interesting 9/August #1 Punishment 1/July ,2July , 6July #1 Kidnapped 20/June,2July #1 Punishment 20/June 22/June #1 billionaire 26/may #1 Controled #1 Obsessed 14/June #1 CEO 16/June #1 Obsession 9/July ,10/July #1 cruel #1 psycho #1 crazylovestory #1 firststory <𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻>

Dominic's life is a carefully constructed facade, concealing a dark obsession that consumes him. When his wife's 18-year-old brother Adam is cast out by his parents, Dominic eagerly welcomes this beautiful boy into their home. Dominic's fixation on Adam grows relentless, and he will stop at nothing to make Adam his. Through calculated manipulation and seductive allure, Dominic weaves a web that tightens with each passing day. As he guides Adam deeper into temptation, the lines between love and control blur dangerously. Will Dominic's obsessive love prevail, or will the truth shatter his world? 'Guide into Temptation' is a psychological thriller that explores desire, manipulation, and the perilous descent into obsession. Word Count: 73,612 Words ⚠️Warning⚠️: This story contains spoilers for 'Dive into Temptation' which is Adams POV of this whole book. If you want to experience the story from the victims POV first, go over there and read Adams book. If you want to read their story from the manipulators POV, this is the place to be. THIS IS A PSYCHOLOGICAL THRILLER. Be warned.

Alexandra Abernathy is used to getting what she wants, and when she wants it. She's top of her class, a great daughter, hard worker and always up for a challenge. But when her new neighbor forgets to buy blinds before moving in, she sees his girlfriend pleasuring him on his couch. Turning her subtle glances into lustful stares. However, self control was always easy for Alex, so asserting boundaries should be easy. That was until, she finds out her neighbor also happens to be her new teacher... All Christian Cole wanted to do was help out his aunt, by becoming a substitute teacher in her absence. So working as an architect remotely shouldn't be a challenge. However, when moving into a new luxurious neighborhood, his eyes are immediately caught by a girl next door. Her tan legs, curves of her body, thick hair, and contagious laugh has got him in a tight chokehold. But when he realizes the girl in his lustful dreams, just so happens to be his smartest and most enticing student, things become messy... !! Please read disclaimers 🩷 this is a piece of fiction !! -special thanks to those who told me to keep writing, and those who supported me along the way. The comments and the special dm's truly made a difference. I hope you see this as a love letter to you. Sincerely... thank you.

[✅ ⚠️]- Book 1️⃣ "I want to fuck you. Not kiss, fuck. So hard, your echoes would be louder than the noises from the party." ~ Los Zetas - the Mexican cartel run by the Moralez family is feared by everyone for their violent ways. When the cartel takes over Ramon Ramirez's business, he places a pawn to seek revenge - his daughter Valentina. For Valentina Ramirez the opportunity presents as an offer to be the new wife of cartel head, Antonio. What she doesn't fathom is the future, where she finds herself embroiled in matters of love; family and otherwise. Antonio Moralez, an enraged widower is forced to marry for an heir to the throne. Heading the syndicate with other two brothers, he finds himself at crossroads with decisions of life and business with the woman he is forced to consider his wife. Will the marriage to the mighty deviate Valentine from her revenge mission? Will Antonio move on from his grief to recreate a new life? Or will they end up damaging each other further? Part 1 of the Cartel Chronicles Series. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME WHILE I EDIT THIS OUT. Featured: ✨ Stories Undiscovered ⚠️ Book contains mature scenes, physical abuse description and other shitty stuff which my protagonists think will get the job done. Read at your own discretion⚠️

noun: weakness. /ˈwēknəs/ -a person or thing that one is unable to resist or likes excessively.

She lay on her bed, blood seeping through her skin, a fractured rib. She knew there would be no doctor, no way for anyone to find out. She knew she would not be saved. From the outside, Isabelle Thompson had the perfect family. A protective brother, a hard-working father and a nurturing mother. Everyone knew who they were, and everyone knew they wouldn't kill a fly. But they had a secret, and big fat juicy one too. Isabelle was always quiet. She never spoke, she always wore dark clothing, and she had no friends. It was easier that way. No one would find out, no one knew her. Until a bright sparkle of Adam Black came fluttering into her life. Always remember: 'Stay hidden, and remain unseen.' - (Trigger Warning) All rights reserved to Elyse-ri © 2017 Completed Happy reading :)

Riley's two older brothers do everything they can to protect her from their violent step-father. But what happens when they realise she wasn't as protected as they thought. Will her brother's find out the dark secrets she has been hiding? And can she break free from her inner demons? This is Riley's story. *** "Pl..Please..." cried Riley as she stumbled on the steps. "I love it when you beg," laughed Vincent as he dragged Riley to her bedroom. Shoving her into the bedroom he closed the door behind him, turning the lock. "How long do I have?" asked Vincent as he sauntered up to Riley who backed herself against the wall. "Not long, Jason will be back any minute now," lied Riley, her heart beating hard in her chest. Vincent placed his arms on either side of Riley's body, trapping her in while dipping his head to her eye level. "I think my little birdy is lying to me," he smirked. "Now tell me, how long do I have," he asked again, pulling out a knife from his pocket and sliding it up Riley's back underneath her hoodie. He pressed the knife into the flesh of her back and started to press down, cutting slowly into her skin. "Tell me," he repeated. "Thr..ee h..hours," sobbed out Riley. // WARNING: This story contains themes of self harm, rape and violence. If these trigger you in anyway please don't continue as there will be no warning before any of these scenes.

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?