Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️

"You can't do this" I stepped backwards shaking my head in disbelief at him "we both know what I am capable of Tesoro" he said as he was taking slow but long strides towards me "I don't want this...you can just kidnap me and Marry me while I was unconscious, you psychopath" he smirked at my words standing right in front of me, his face few inches away "I was always clear with what I want baby girl, wasn't I?" Trailing his hand on my cheeks he suddenly grab my jaw making flinch "I always get what I want...nobody cross me" his teeth gritting hard "I always..,always win" Katharina is a simple girl and an introvert who recently shifted to a new place. The new place totally changes her life when she meets a heavenly gorgeous man - "Vincenzo Romano". An Italian mafia boss. What happens when two completely opposite people fall for each other. One's love is as innocent as the first love of her life and for him it's an obsession.

Her hazel eyes opened and connected with the ceiling. She felt the dryness starting from her throat and leading all the way upto her tongue and surrounding her lips. It reminded her of the screams of pain and pleasure of last night. He was relentless. A pure beast. She could feel still feel the soreness in her intimate area and the shivers and goosebumps her body released on its own accord when she had lied underneath him. With great difficulty she sat up, reaching for the glass of the water on the side table. She tried folding her legs when suddenly a metal grasped her ankle making her frown. Frowning, she removed the comforter from her legs only to get her eyes widened. She was chained. To the bed post. The door to her room opened and walked in Zaryab, folding up the sleeves of his white kameez. Their eyes connected as he approached her. He could already see the questions in her eyes. Grasping her chin, he bobbed her head up, "you'll be punished, my love. Today, is the day one," Kissing her forehead, he disappeared, leaving her to revel in her thoughts and dreading her future life. Because Zaryab was a man of his words.

"Say it again for me, love, 'You belong to me.'" "I-I belong t-to y-you" He whipped out a belt which made me scream in pain. "Don't you dare stutter, or you'll regret every syllable." I immediately nodded "You're my property." "I'm your property," I replied in a low, raspy voice while controlling my tears. "You're mine and only mine." "I'm yours and only yours." He smirked, closing the distance between us. "Good girl," he said, pulling me closer to his unyielding chest. "I don't like hitting you. Why do you do this huh?" I sobbed into his chest as he wiped away my tears and shook his head, caressing my wet cheeks with a voice filled with sad guilt. "But since you've made me angry. There has to be a punishment, so you don't repeat." "All I asked for was your loyalty, completely and utterly," he glared at me and his emotions shifted. He squeezed my cheek into a pout. Our noses touched as he spoke through clenched teeth. "I want you obsessin' over me. Drop to your knees, and offer your prayers to our everlasting god-me. Pray, and I'll make sure your dreams, wishes, and life are taken care of. Don't be scared, love, 'cause I love you and we're destined for each other." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 in Escape 8th August 2024 #1 in Reynolds 8th August 2024 #1 in Wedding 28th September 2024 #1 in Dark 22nd October 2024 #2 in Freedom 6th December 2024 #1 in Zephyr 18th May 2025 #1 in Obsessivecompulsivedisorder 18th May 2025 #2 in Abuse 5th July 2025

"We've found her" Just three words and the voices inside my head go insane. I look at him to find no hint of a lie. I throw the bottle against the wall and throw my head back laughing. For the first time in two years, I feel happy, my heart is beating like a human, and is only from hearing the news of her location. The real thing would be so fucking good. "Let's get my pet" I speak as I walk out the room. Just a little longer Eclipse and I will have you right where you belong... Right beside me. ---------------------------- 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧: "I am a monster. Devoid of any emotion. Ruling this world from the shadows, killing without a second thought. But she sparked something in me, something raw, feral, possessive. And above all an obsession. I will hurt her...Break her... torture her, until she finally gives up and becomes mine. I don't care that I am to marry her best friend because to me she is the only one I care about...the only one I want. MY VICIOUS OBSESSION. MY ECLIPSE." 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞: "My life used to be simple. I never had a family and only found a home in my best friend. then one night is all it took. I had his attention and I never wanted any of it. I love another man but the devil never asks before stealing. I can never be his, especially when he is my best friend's fiance. But he has taken me away from everything, has me chained, broken, beaten. I am now his whether I like it or not. I am HIS VICIOUS OBSESSION. KILLIAN THORNHILL" ---------------------------- This one will be darker. Not for the faint-hearted but for the ones who are ready to take the dark love genre to a whole new level. If you are up to it then grab onto something because it will be one hell of a ride. {I do not own the photos, gif and videos used in this book}

My Husband, My Tormentor I never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn. Everything seemed to be going well-I had escaped from my past to start fresh in a new country, a new city. But he ruined those plans. His entry into my life was unexpected-maybe even unwanted. I agreed to marry him, foolishly thinking he would tire of me and set me free, that I'd slip back into the life I'd dreamed of. But he flipped my world, locked every door, and cut off every path. Now, there's no way out. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Nowhere to go but back to him. Still, I cling to a sliver of hope. can I escape from him? Can I... or can't I? | | Mature content 18+| |

WARNING __________ This story is dark. It will contain dark subjects, some of which may be triggering to certain readers. Subjects that may be featured are self-harm, violence and abuse and rape. It may also mention or reference sexual themes and isn't limited to other dark topics. THIS BOOK IS NOT SMUT! There is also swearing and bad language. I AM NOT GLORIFYING THESE TYPES OF RELATIONSHIPS!! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! See introduction chapter for more information. DESCRIPTION ______________ Briar's family was taken and locked away as hostages in the dungeons of the Emberson family. It was there she stayed, imprisoned, until she was forced into a marriage that she had no say in. Now Briar can only wish that she was back in her dark, lonely cell because she did not realize that things would get worse for her. So much worse.

Still mourning from the untimely death of her mother, and a week before leaving the Nassau county with her best-friend, and with that, everything else she had ever known, Sol find herself wrongfully charged and incarcerated for the murder of a member of her family. Already depressed at the idea of her once-promising future now marred by the bleak confine of a prison cell, she now also has to the deal with the fact that she has just caught the eyes of a man, whose power and reputation for brutality alone precede him. ....... "Little flower" , He said, his fingers gently tilting my head up to look at him. "Yes", I breathlessly exhaled "If you ever speak to me like that again, I will rip your fucking throat out.", He continued with a terrifying smile. ...... - And because his ancestors were never picky about their business endeavours, partly due to their direct ties to royalty, and due to their connections to upper-class members of the justice system in Europe and eventually in North America and Asia, the man's family had been direct benefactors of both world wars due to their involvement in the weapon industry, and as suppliers of the adrenaline-pumping drug both the Germans and the French/Americans were injecting in their soldiers before sending them to battle. It's safe to say the man's power knew no bound or restrain. Power that carried through with every single one of the man's actions. Indeed, The man never yelled and never raised his voice, he never had to. The man was curt in his speech. His deep, raspy, baritone voice almost always resonated through with the same monotonous tone. Unless it was to handle his bi-daily entertainments, which were often eccentric in genre and deriving from eclectic sources. It was only then, you'd see the man's eyes twinkle with amusement, frequently at the expense of others. - ______ WARNING [Contains mature, potentially triggering content]

"Kalya, I know you're out here so it would be better if you come to me, now." He sounded soft yet held dominance in his voice. "Please Kayla, I know you're hurt and I don't want to hurt you anymore so come out and let's go back to our home. Just you and me like how we've always wanted, right?" I couldn't take it anymore so I slowly crept out of the bush and stood in front of him. Albeit my soul shivered on the inside, I stood there firmly, like a big boulder. "You're very delusional Ricardo Fernandez if you think you'll ever get away from those horrendous crimes you committed in the name of love. I would always despise you, hate you with all I have. You disgust me." I spat, anger radiating through every pore of my body. He came forward, closer to me, and circled his arms around me protectively. -------------------------------------- He is feared, and she is loved He has watched her ever since and is madly obsessed with her...he'll do anything to have her but she wants to have to do nothing with him Can he make her his or will be caught in this huge labyrinth he created?