"There was a story I once heard... that every soul has a butterfly tied to it. Mine was Sabreena. Her wings kept me alive. And the day her wings stop... so will I." ⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣ Azlaan raised walls around Sabreena, shielding her from every shadow. For him, she was life itself - untouchable, sacred, forever his 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 He was her 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. Sabreena worshipped him, breathed him, loved him in ways he could never allow himself to. To her, he was not cousin, not guardian but the only man she ever wanted. Between his restraint and her hunger lies a war. How far will she go to make him hers? How long can he fight the darkness when she is both his weakness and his ruin? Behkaawa - a story of love so forbidden, it can only end in fire. ⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣✰⍣

Isabelle Grace, a beautiful and innocent girl stepped into one of the top university with dreams of living a better future. Alexander Luca Romano, the rebellious bad boy of the university, with a dangerous aura and charming looks, a playboy who loves to toy with girl's and then throw them away. What will happen When Alexander's dark gaze locks onto Isabelle's innocence, a dangerous desire stirs within him. He becomes consumed by the need to possess her, cage her and claim her as his own. Will Isabelle break free from the cage of Alexander's obsession and find true love, or will she be trapped in a life of suffering? Trigger warning:- 18+ content, violence, abuse, forced relationship, smut.

She met him on the worst night of her life. At a police station. Shaking. Broken. Unheard. Trisha thought monsters looked like criminals. She was wrong. Vish doesn't save people. He studies them. He dissects fear. He understands the exact moment a person begins to depend on the very thing destroying them. When their worlds collide, it isn't love at first sight. It's control. It's obsession. It's a slow tightening of invisible chains. He doesn't touch her at first. He doesn't need to. Because the most dangerous cages aren't made of iron - they're built inside the mind. And by the time Trisha realizes she's trapped, she's no longer sure she wants to escape.

Amelia McCarthy; a 21 year old young girl, coming from a good family. She is a lively college student, majoring in business. Ajax Santiago; a 26 year old hot billionaire and a Mafia King to all the other mafia. When Ajax sets his eyes on the beautiful Amelia, he couldn't help himself but make her his queen whether she likes it or not. --------------- The sun had set by now and street lights were lit in the dark. Amelia was walking when suddenly she felt someone following her. Goosebumps raised on the back of her neck at the thought. She looked back and as she did, a shriek left her lips. There he was, standing in all his glory, right in front of her. 'AJAX SANTIAGO' The man whom she feared, the man she had escaped was standing right in front of her. She knew, she was doomed. He was there to get her. Ajax looked back with an evil smirk formed on his perfect lips. "Hello Love!" ----------- The first thing Amelia felt after gaining her consciousness back was the slight ache in her head.She shook her head a little to clear her vision so that she could see properly. Her eyes widened and a frightening scream left her lips. There he was, the devil of her life, sitting on the big seat with a glass of some expensive wine in his hand. A gun placed at the table in front of him. He tsked; "You scream a lot, love" -------------- If you have a liking towards forced relationships which include cold, cruel and selfish Mafia king falling in love with a pretty girl and doing every right and wrong in his will to make her his. Then this story is for you. Their relationship might be toxic at some stages but it won't be abusive. The beginning of the story contains non-abusive forced romance. It progresses from non-con to consensual sweet and caring love. There are further descriptive details in the Description chapter and a prologue containing scenes from all phases of LIJAX Love.

​ Years ago, a ruthless pack orchestrated the systematic slaughter of every omega for reasons that remain shrouded in mystery. Kim Taehyung, the sole survivor of the massacre, was spared only by his parents' ultimate sacrifice. Now living quietly within the Midnight Pack, Taehyung conceals his true rank, masking his scent with a ring bequeathed to him by his mother in her final moments. But secrets of this magnitude cannot remain buried forever. Taehyung is destined to unearth the dark, bloody truth behind the campaign that hunted his kind to the brink of extinction. ​‼️ Cover art credit: This beautiful cover was created by one of my lovely readers on Twitter! Thank you so much-I truly appreciate the effort. I'm always in awe of your editing talent, as it's definitely not a skill I possess. Sending you so much love! ❤️

Monsters don't hide under the bed anymore....atleast her's didn't. He sleeps with her, beside her, in her bed. They do not have horns and fangs anymore....atleast her's didn't. He was the most beautiful thing she ever saw. They are not all about hating you.....atleast her's wasn't. He loved her... beyond the definition of human love. He loved her more than humanly possible. He loved her a bit too much... Excerpt "Ahh," he pulled her up fisting her hair in his grip. She let out a yelp as her back banged into his jeep. Her eyes were on his, and his was screaming rage. He grabbed her jaw. "Say it again," he said. "I-I will always be y-yours," she repeated. "Say it with my name."I-I am y-yours Shahzain," Sitara said, and he leaned more into her. His grip around her jaw loosened, and his hand cupped her cheek and pulled open her naqab. He rested his forehead on hers. "You are Sitara. You are mine. Just mine...." His lips engulfed her's and his hands traveled to her waist. He pulled her closer to her, eating up the tiniest bit of space they had in between. He gripped his shoulders tightly as a reflex. Just like his eyes, his kiss was dominating too, making every breath of Sitara submit to him.

"Okay, spill." "IhaveacrushonTaehyunandIhave sincethesecondweekImethimIseriouslycan'tgetoverhim," the younger quickly yelled out, without even taking a breath. He looked up at his hyung, waiting for a response and slowly getting more nervous. After a long pause and some thinking on the older's side, he pushed his freshly dyed hair back, "Okay, wow." He smiled at the pink cheeked boy and gave him a thumbs up,"As your leader and friend, I fully support you and honestly, I can help you out, if you want."

I'm the villain and the love of her story. I'm the devil she can't stay away from. The devil everyone fears. I never thought my stone heart will melt with her single tear, the protectiveness and attraction she makes me feel, I don't like it. I want her. I want this kitten... Her. Made a promise with my boyfriend to go New York with him, i did end up going but not with him tho... He picked me up and chug me in completely different world. How can you fear a man and still feel protected in his arms.. He's the ruthless devil I can't imagine to live without.

No description..just warning.. this ff will definitely make you sinner .. trust me ⚠️⚠️