A story in which a 'troubled' girl seduces A man struggling with psychosis and the world comes to an end.

I, Camilla Calderon, have a stalker. No he's not the typical. I know who he is, what he looks like and what he wants from me. It's only because where I go, He Follows. I, Alejandro Bianchi, have found the love of my life. I tell her constantly, well maybe not with words per se. But she knows because where she goes, I'll Follow.

When Silas Quinn notices dark-skinned Celeste Greene at a hospital, his whole world changes. He may think it changed for the good, but it's actually for the worst. Silas slowly but surely becomes obsessed with Celeste's melanin skin and big dark brown eyes without even realizing his new infatuation. His addiction to her makes the rest of his world go dull as he only thinks about being with Celeste. ~~~ "You're mine, and will always be mine. Don't ever think you can run away from me." Her beautiful eyes looked up at me with hate and disgust. "You mental, possessive, sick--" I put two fingers on her swollen lips. She immediately stopped talking as fear spread throughout her face. It hurt me to look at her like this. "I know you don't mean that," my voice cracked. "Baby, I know you love me." The fear erased from her face and was replaced with malice. "I have NEVER fucking loved you! And if you loved me, I wouldn't be here right now." My impatience began to consume me and I found my fingers tightening around her neck. "You'll learn to love me. You've always been mine! From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew." A single tear slipped out of Celeste's right eye but her voice remained strong. "You son of a bitch." With my hand still wrapped around her neck, Celeste spit on my face. **BWWM**

C O M P L E T E D ☼ Book 1 ☼ - for·bid·den love a love forbidden by family, society, conscience, etc. - Jonathan Stiller, the powerful owner of the successful company Stiller Incorporated, thought he was on top of the world. He had the money, the houses, the cars, and of course, the women. With a simple snap of his fingers, it was laid out in front of him when and how he wanted it. Well, now meet Liv Williams, a part-time waitress and college student who had the sass and surely the ass. And we surely know that every relationship has problems, but will they be able to make it through theirs?

"Okay, i'm gonna need you to let me go now please..." i said lowly. "Why should I bambino?" he asked while lifting one eyebrow and cocking his head to the side. Gawd damn he is fine. "Be-because i asked nicely?" he looked at me and chuckled. "And i asked you nicely to open the door, but did you do that for me?" he asked while leaning in closer to my lips, so close it was to the point where i could smell his minty breath mixed with coffee. "But-" "Shh no buts," he said while holding a finger to my lips, and pulling me closer to him. "You can't do this, i don't even know your name, shirt stealer," i said in annoyance. At this point my body was tired and slumped against the wall. All that running was a no no for me man. I'm surprised i eve got as far as i did in all honesty. "My name is Luca Lombardi bamabino, however soon you will be calling me by a different name," Luca said smirking. ~~~~ This is a Stand Alone, You can read this book without reading The Billionaire's Regret. But i would like it if you read that too😊 WARNING MATURE CONTENT i'm all about the smut so don't be surprised if there is a lot of it :)

"This," he gestured to Vincent's corpse, "is what happens when you betray me," he hissed. He grabbed my chin and pressed his thumb painfully into my cheek again before continuing, "don't ever betray me." Without hesitation I said, "I won't." I didn't know what made me so sure. Was it my love for him or my fear of him? But as his face broke out into a wide smile, his pearly white teeth a clean contrast to the blood all over him, I realised what the answer was. Daniel was sick. But I was sicker because I loved him more than ever. I could never fear him. He removed his hand from my face, no doubt smearing blood all over my brown skin as he patted my head like I was an obedient dog and he was my master. "Good girl." ***** Full synopsis inside. Highest Rank: #7 in adultromance

WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS ABUSE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. He stopped in front of me and grabbed a strand of my hair twisting and playing with it. Tears managed to escape from my eyes as I just stared at the ground every breath, seeming like it was my last one. He lifted up my chin making me look into his eyes as he wiped my tears from my face. I tried to say something...anything but my voice and anxiety wouldn't let me. "Why are you walking this late?" He said in a devilish-like voice. I looked at the ground tapping my feet together not saying a word. I looked back into his eyes realizing a smirk was plastered on his face when a deep chuckle erupted from his deep voice, his adams-apple began to bobble. In a second he grabbed my waist pulling me into his chest leaning down close to my ear. "I gave you money I would've thought by now you would've gotten a place to stay for the time being. Yet I still see you on the streets, didn't I tell you I didn't want to see you again?" "I just wanted to use the money wisely." I said nervously as I started to fidget my fingers. His face suddenly turned cold. I felt his grip on me tighten, how can someone change moods so quickly? I waited for him to say something but instead he stared at me intensely. ... Do you believe that things happen unexpectedly for reason or is it all just stupidity.

What do you do when you get a wrong number? Do you apologize and hang up? Or do you try to keep the conversation? Then again it depends on what end of the phone you're on. ---- highest ranking: #93/short story