The rain made her wet clothes stuck to her body like second skin. He could see the pale skin from now see through material. The cool air made her shudder but that wasn't enough to bring her closer to the king. The king stared hard at the beauty in front of him. He gulped when she timidly remove hairs away from her face. The water droplets still dripping down her throat and it made the king clench his fist to stop himself from running to her and suck that smooth skin. Just like he did hundred times before. He suddenly remember how sweet her lips tasted and he craved for that taste again. But he knew it's too late now. "Remove your clothes or you might catch cold" the authority in his voice buckled her knees but she had seen worse. He hold out his royal blue cape to her so she can cover up herself with it. "I left your Kingdom. You are not my king anymore " she tried to keep her voice from shivering. The anger in her eyes was prominent. "What are you trying to imply here?" The king step closer. Too close for her convenience. The rage began to built up inside him too. "You can't order me around anymore " she stated and looked away. The stubbornness he had fallen for. But things have changed now. At this the king laughed. That dark laughter she knows too well. "Should I remind you what else I'm to you? Other than your king, love? " he step closer. She didn't want to look away anymore. The authority and dominance suits him. "Should I remind you my every touch, my every kiss or my every stroke ..." "Enough" she turn around. Almost embarrassed and nostalgic. "That's for interrupting a king." He turn her around in his arms and swiftly claim her sweet lips. She moaned and realise that she could never run away from him now. Even if she wants to he would never let her.

Leonardo Garcia has a secret obsession. As a highly successful university professor, it's unlikely that anything disrupts his perfectly aligned schedule which keeps his compulsive mind rested. Possessive of everything he owns, the intense teacher is deeper than what he shows at surface level. At night, he watches her. Isabel Bianchi. At any given time, he knows where she is. Since their anonymous parting many years ago, unbeknownst to her, he continues watching her from the shadows in fear that he will hurt her. He knows her routine almost as much as he knows his own, so the moment she transfers to the on-campus part of the college he teaches at, his entire plans are thrown off their course. She's a powerful yet sweet woman nearly qualified to work as a psychologist. With a bright future ahead of her, she chooses a topic of interest for her psychology paper: her obsessed professor. Forced to be in close confines, with her probing questions and his short temper, his hidden secrets unfurl in the flickers of the night. This isn't a usual love story. This is a toxic obsession between a man with a past and a woman that's sure to be his future.

Book -II of The Same Stranger Trilogy -------------- Please read the warning note before proceeding further. Contains explicit graphic sexual content . Strictly 🔞 🚨 Read the Disclaimer. They say tragedy comes in threes. Did Dhruvi escape one... or has she already stumbled into the next? She tore herself free from Adhrit Agnihotri. But freedom is an illusion. His shadow lingers, waiting, watching. He is not finished with her. But this time, fate twists sharper. Because Veer is back. Or perhaps... he never left. Hidden in the unlit corners, lurking beneath calm waters, always there-unseen, unforgotten. Dhruvi tried to forget. But fate does not forget. Before everything else, she was Veer ki Sia first. She may have escaped Adhrit Agnihotri. But can she escape the man who was once her beginning- and might just be her end? Who? Veer. Her past. Her everything. Now staring back at her... face to face The past doesn't knock. It breaks in. And , Some shadows never fade. Some come back to claim you. You can't outrun what was once yours. Tragedy was only waiting its turn. ------------ BLURB:- "Next time ...you so much as look at another man... you'll remember this-my cum , soaking your bra and panties," he growls against my ear, the heat of his breath scalding.

[START : 21 JULY, 2020] [COMPLETE : 19 AUGUST, 2023] #1 in murder #1 in Possessive He kissed me back with urgency, at last pulling my bottom lip between his teeth, ridding his cock as hard as he could. Next he attached his mouth with my breasts, sucking them like his favourite candy while sinking his teeth on my flesh with possession. "I am obsessed with you." He groaned, kissing my neck as suddenly tears commenced to gather in my eyes. I didn't want to hear that from him, all I want to know is, he loves me. But that never came from his mouth. All he said is I mean a lot to him and he is obsessed. I sniffed closing my eyes tightly as my lower stomach tightened into a sharp knot. Venessa Erza is a beautiful and established woman who was leading a simple and plain lifestyle which a normal girl would wanted to have. She is satisfied with her job and being an editor in a publishing company is a perfect job for her. But the table of her life turned when her father out of blue arranged her matrimony with the heir of Styles's family. Who was alluring with his god gifted enchanted beauty and mesmerising green eyes. If his parents named him after Eros, then they wouldn't have been wrong. He was like a magnate around women, any woman could fall in love with his only single glance as if his eyes could do a hypnotic magic spell on them. Like those women, Venessa was also enthralled by her soon to be husband. But she didn't know, she was in darkness of lies before her lifetime bond with this Styles son. She didn't know that her husband wasn't normal like the other men as she was tied up with his life and became Mrs Styles of The Styles Mansion.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 - 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞. 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞, 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒" 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒. 𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐘 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞? 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 '𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒' 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤.

"They called her a mutt. A disgrace. A curse. Until she vanished. Now, three years later, she's back-stronger, powerful... and no longer theirs." Allyssia was broken, beaten, and betrayed by the very pack that should have protected her. Abused by her family, rejected by her mate, and discarded like filth-she fled with nothing but her scars and a dying spark of hope. She found sanctuary with her cousins-witches and wizards feared across realms-and forged herself anew in the fires of pain and magic. But when a mysterious summons forces her to return to the SilverMoon Pack, the tables begin to turn. The pack doesn't recognize her. Her mate's wolf howls for her. And Ally? She doesn't come back for love. She comes back for justice. A dark, emotional fantasy of betrayal, revenge, and rebirth. Because sometimes, the girl who was thrown away... becomes the storm. But what will happen when she falls for an even stronger Alpha? Find out by reading

She was a nameless staff in his towering empire. He was a man destined for greatness... and already claimed by another. But fate-cruel and cunning-tied their lives together with a lie wrapped in roses and regret. Juliette never asked for love. She only wanted a quiet life, a dream of her own perfume shop, and maybe... a place to belong. Sebastian Whitmore, cold and calculated, offered her marriage-not out of love, but out of obligation. Hidden from the world, sealed with promises that meant nothing to him. What began as a forced union slowly turned into something unspoken. She cared for him in ways he never noticed. He wore the scents she made, breathed in the comfort she left behind... Yet he never knew it was her. Until she was gone. Until everything fell apart. Until the woman he never chose became the one his heart could never forget. And now-he's chasing ghosts in the wind, searching for the scent that once felt like home. 📌 Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of death and grief, which may be triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care.