It all started that one fateful day. He pinned me to the couch, revealing his true self. He wasn't the nerd everyone thought he was; he was the heir and the next President of his country. I should have heeded his warnings. Now, I'm held captive in an unknown land, trapped as his wife with no hope of escape. He claims he fell in love with me at first sight, but I know the truth. It's not love; it's his twisted obsession. _________________________________ "You label it obsession, I define it as love." _________________________________ ● Tropes ● Captive Romance Alpha Male Sadism/Masochism (S/M) Primal Play (Aka consensual non-consent) Redemption Arc

In a city where loyalty is bought and innocence is performed, Taehyung learns one brutal truth... the most dangerous men don't raise their voices. They watch. They wait. They own. The Monster doesn't want Taehyung's fear. He wants his surrender. And surrender tastes sweeter when it's stolen.𖹭ᡣ𐭩 . ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦋་༘࿐ All the pics used in this book are not mine. Credit goes to its owner. ━━━ Top kook Bot tae Heavy angst Slowburn Do not report or repost!!

"I hate you. I hate you so much! You chain me to the table to eat. You chain me to the bed when I sleep. You chain me for anything that takes longer than fifteen fucking minutes!" He stared at me. A growing smile appearing on his face. "I like seeing that I'm in control of you. That there isn't a place that you can run from me. That you will never be able to fight back," I stared back at him, my chest rising up and down as I was trying to control my breathing from my outburst. "That you're mine." Natalie Hunt wanted a nice and quiet senior year after the terrifying events from the summer. After seeing what a monster he was, she had every intention of staying away from her ex-boyfriend, Evan Hale. Evan Hale...had other things in mind for their senior year.

" Are you trying to seduce me with that knife sweetheart?" Tempted sin is published on my other account @gottagogo

Nico never thought his life could fall apart so completely. One day he was a normal artist...The next, his twin sister was dead... and her fiancé the man she was supposed to marry, turned that grief into something darker, Something that wanted him. Not her anymore him... Ethan didn't care that Nico didn't want this. He didn't care about boundaries, laws, or fear. All that mattered was possession. Every glance, every step Ethan took was a claim Nico's body, his mind, his very soul. And no matter how much Nico resisted, how much he tried to pull away, Ethan only pressed closer. . Nico's legs gave way his body trembling, his spine pressed cold against the unforgiving wall. His voice was raw, desperate "Touch me again and I'll call the cops!" Ethan only laughed . He leaned in so close Nico could feel the heat radiating from him "I love it," Ethan whispered, his lips grazing Nico's ear, "when you act so brave, sweetheart..." Before Nico could react, Ethan smashed his lips onto his.......

A normal happy life with his small family is what the boy imagined for his future but a cruel man came in his destiny changing everything.... Caging him.... His body... His life... His future.... Everything.....He is now a like a bird in a cage in his PINJRA.... WARNING INDIAN BL BL STORY BXB FORCED LOVE DOMINATION AGE GAPE ABUSE FORCED MPREG OBSESSION POSSESSIVE GL(few scenes) FAMILY DOMINATION

"Everything here runs on my terms, assistant." Desperate for a job, Kim Taehyung's last hope is Jeon Automobiles. But the cold and intimidating CEO, Jeon Jungkook, isn't someone who welcomes change-especially not after the tragic loss of his wife. Can Taehyung survive in a world ruled by Jungkook's iron will, or will he crumble under the pressure? -office au ☆Top- Jeon Jungkook ☆Bottom- Kim Taehyung ⚠️ Warning: A slowburn with lots of angst. Emotions unravel slowly-nothing is rushed. Do not report or repost my book istg!!

What will you do when your identity no longer matters because your long lost twin is dead, and now you must become him? When they force you to live inside his skin, wear his clothes, speak his name... and worst of all, pretend to love his HUSBAND like he did? But how long until pretending turns into obsession? How long until the lies turn into need? Would you break his legs just to make sure he can never leave you? Would you drug his tea, just to hear him whisper your name in his sleep? Is that still love... or something far worse? But love doesn't ask for permission. Love doesn't care for boundaries. So the question is WILL YOU care when your obsession starts tasting like love? . . Nico's trembling hands struggled with the massive iron lock. Sweat dripped from his forehead, He looked over his shoulder once, twice, again until the sound of deliberate footsteps echoed from the hallway. "Baby... why are you trying to leave me?" Ethan's voice curled like smoke behind him. "Come here." Nico turned, body frozen, blood cold. "L-Let me go! You........you tricked me! I'll go to the police!" Ethan tilted his head slightly... and then the entire mansion shuddered under the weight of his "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-" Laughter

Jeongguk: In America, you're the reason I can breathe, Jihyo. but in Russia, you'll be the reason for my death. Still, I can't let you go. ................ Taehyung: But I am your wife, Jeongguk-ssi. We promised to love each other. Where did I lack? I love you! YOU, YOU'RE the person I can die for. ................ Moscow to Washington to Pyongyang. In the ruthless game of intelligence and spies, what can be the fate of a double agent? One slip of pulse, your entire bloodline will be wiped out by either the FBI or, worse, KGB. How long will the cover last for Jeongguk or Taehyung? What awaits their fate? #Taekook #femtae #married #espionage

Ayan's mind snapped awake as the phone rang again. And again. And again. He grab it with a deadly glare and answering "Hello." "Hi baby... what you doing? Were you sleeping?" His eyes shot wide open. The massive wall clock blinked back 3:00 AM. He wanted to kill this person. "Oh no, I wasn't sleeping," he muttered darkly. "I was practicing how to lay in a coffin so I can look handsome at my own funeral." The other end responded with a rich, delighted laugh. . "God, I can even make a mafia this angry. Damn..." "Trust me," Ayan hissed, voice thick with hatred, "if I ever catch you I will peel your skin off slowly and feed it to my guard dogs." The voice on the other end dropped to a sultry, dangerous whisper. "Oh baby... always making me horny. And if I catch you first, I'll peel off every piece of your clothing and worship every inch of your body. Slowly. Tasting. Biting." Ayan let out a growl of rage and hurled his phone straight into the wall. Ayan's eyes burned red with rage. "I swear to God," he snarled, voice low and deadly, "when I find you... you'll be begging for my mercy." His lips twisted into a cruel smile. "You've been messing with the wrong person KITTEN." -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. On the other hand the stalker's fingers curled possessively around Ayan's photo. Lips pressed against the glossy surface soft. "I want you to find me... my spicy lion," the voice whispered, dripping with dark desire and madness.