"P-p-please.." My voice was a jagged, stuttering mess. I frantically clawed at the basement floor, trying to scramble backward, but my limbs were shaking too violently to find traction. Tears cut through the dirt on my face as I stared up at his towering silhouette. "I-I-I'm sorry... I-I p-promise, ! D-don't do this, p-p-please!" Adrien stood completely unhurried, his sapphire eyes dead and hollow. His violence wasn't a fit of rage; it was a cold, calculated execution. He stepped forward, pinning my left leg flat against the concrete with his crushing weight, and brought a solid iron rod down directly onto my kneecap. Crack. An explosive, white-hot agony shattered my mind. I let out a blood-curdling shriek that bounced violently off the walls, my entire body convulsing. "A-A-Adrien! S-st-stop! I-I'm b-begging you!" I screamed, sobbing so hard I choked. Without a word, he lifted the rod again and shattered my right kneecap. I collapsed onto the freezing floor, my teeth clicking violently from the absolute shock. Before I could pass out, Adrien knelt over my trembling form. He shattered a thick sheet of glass against the table, holding a razor-sharp shard in his gloved hand. "You forgot whose name you carry, my dear," he whispered softly. "Let's make sure you remember." He pressed the jagged glass deep into the bare skin of my shoulder blade. I shrieked, my body locking into a rigid line as he began to deliberately engrave his name into my flesh. "A-A-Ahhh! N-n-no! P-p-please s-st-stop!" I sobbed, hyperventilating as hot blood drenched my back. TRIGGER WARNING‼️‼️ This book is not ordinary dark romance novel . It contains sensitive themes , abuse , sexual assaults , murder and what not. READ WITH CAUTION ‼️‼️

He held the gun against her temple. She pounded on his chest, fists flying. "You killed my father! You... you monster! I hate you!" He didn't flinch. After a moment, his patience snapped. "Enough!" he shouted. "No more words." "Yes... I killed your father. I did." "Stop screaming!"he barked. He grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at him. "Now... it's time to get married. Let's go. The priest is waiting. We don't want to make him wait, do we... hmm?" She spat on his face. He just smirked. Licked the spit from his lips, rolling his tongue. "Mmm... tasty," he said, voice low. "You should've kissed me directly. No worries... we'll do it after our wedding." He leaned closer. "Do you want to see his dead body... hmm? One last look at your father?" She whispered, trembling, "Please... let me go." " You don't want to? Okay... let me throw his body away then." "No! I... I want to see him, please. He is my father !" "Good girl," he said, smirk still dark. "Now... come on. The priest is waiting." 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸... 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. "You're mine now," he whispered, like it was a promise... or a curse. Kidnapped. Trapped. Claimed. In a world where power means everything, she becomes the obsession of a man everyone fears, the devil himself. Escape was never an option. Falling for him? That was her biggest mistake.

⚠️ A dark romance thriller featuring obsessive behavior, intense situations, and morally complex characters. Not for the faint of heart. He gave her everything. Now he'll take it all back. Damien Blackwood doesn't lose. As a ruthless billionaire who bends the world to his will, he's never met an obstacle he couldn't crush-or a desire he couldn't claim. When he set his sights on Aria, a vibrant 24-year-old whose light pierced through his darkness, he played the perfect gentleman. Charming. Protective. Irresistible. She fell in love with a fantasy. She married a nightmare. Behind closed doors, Damien's love revealed its true face-obsessive, suffocating, dangerous. Every kiss became a chain, every touch a claim of ownership. The penthouse turned into a gilded prison, and the man she adored transformed into the monster she feared. Pregnant and desperate, Aria did the unthinkable: she vanished. New face. New name. New life. But you can't hide from a man who owns half the world and has nothing left to lose. Now it's a deadly game of cat and mouse, where the stakes are her freedom, her child, and her very survival. Damien will search every corner of the earth, tear down every wall, destroy anyone in his path-because what's his stays his, forever. In this twisted tale of obsession and survival, love isn't just blind. It's lethal. Can you escape the man who believes you were born to be his? Or will his darkness consume you both?

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't 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 me 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.

"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}

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]