Everything was going so well: a perfect new job with a perfect new boss and a perfect new home. But then I discovered that the perfect boss was, in fact, a paranoid loony who wanted to lock me up in his glorified bomb shelter and do unspeakable things to me. And I couldn't afford to leave the now less-than-perfect job or I'd lose the perfect home. And then the big wave came and changed everything. And it turns out that my boss wasn't paranoid after all. And he would do anything to keep me safe in the frightening new world in which we found ourselves. Even if it meant changing me.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

There's something odd about the town's most beloved police officer, he is utterly obsessed about a girl and will go to any lengths to have her.

[***WARNING**18+] This story contains abusive contents such as dark romance, torture, violence, abuse, and etc. If you are not comfortable with these type of things feel free to leave. ***** "Onika come here mami, what are you afraid of." His smooth thick accent carried along in his words. "Don't come any closer or I'll-" Onika was cut off by Matías. "Or you'll what hurt me? We both know that wouldn't end well for you." He said, finally letting the tip of the knife touch his chest. "Go on ,try it." He looked at Onika dead in the eyes, having her back against the kitchen wall. "Please Matías, you're scaring me." Tears poured down Onika's face. "Pl-please Matías listen. It's not what it looks like." She stuttered against her words still holding the knife with her bloody shaky hands. "You are playing me for a foul." Matías eyes darkened. "Onika you should know better than to play with me." ONIKA MARAJ A 20 year old innocent girl runs into a man who ends up being her blessing and curse: MATÍAS DIAMOND ***** A BWWM STORY!! @theteahoney ©️ALL COPYRIGHTS RESERVED

‼️Content warning and trigger warning‼️ This is a dark romance and contains mature content that is not suitable for all readers. The trigger warnings include: - Assault and rape - physical and mental abuse - suicidal thoughts - Mentions of SA of a minor - Possessive behavior - Violence and murder - Degredation -Anxiety attacks and PTSD - Praise kink "He tries to say something but chokes on his own words from the pain. Losing consciousness I take the knife out of him. I straighten my back and look down at the blood that drips down his leg, realizing something. There isn't a thing I wouldn't do for Emma. Not a soul I would spare if they hurt her."

BOOK ONE of the Falling for a Muller series -(-)- her heart is on the mend, but his eyes are already set on her and he will stop at nothing to make her his. -(-)- "He was an inferno guaranteed to devour me, but, in this moment, I could imagine nothing better than becoming ash in his hands." 🖤 dark romance / thriller 🖤 [ previously "Doctor's Obsession" ]

'Dance For Me, My Talented Princess' Her Dancing can silence a whole room. The way she loses herself in the music is breath taking and mesmerizing to watch. The way nature followers which ever way she moves. The way she moves shows how pure and innocent she is and how kind she is towards other people. But there is one person in particular who has his eye on the dancer. And that is how our story begins. Love, Tears, Mystery, Drama & etc is what you will find in this book. ©Copyright 2014 Dream_Girls_X

Red Feather Award Winner: After the death of her mother, the overwhelming and uncontrollably urge to sleep nearly destroyed Nina's life. Nightmares began to rule her unconscious mind, wreaking havoc day and night. That was until a diagnosis of narcolepsy came . After months of proper treatment and the perfectly concocted drug cocktail, Nina was beginning to feel like an entirely new person. Heathy, happy and almost untouchable. But when a handsome and alarmingly charming stranger makes his way into her mildly comfortable life, the dreams that once haunted her sleep are back and he's the ominous figure lurking in them. But something was different this time, these nightmares are becoming increasingly harder to decipher from reality. And maybe, just maybe, this unfamiliar stranger has something to do with it. Highest Rankings: #1 Murder mystery #2 Dark Romance #3 Obsessive #4 Hallucinations #7 Mystery #19 Mystery-Thriller #39 Creepy #49 Nightmares #179 Stalker

"I thought we agreed on a mutual day of rest?" His large body was within inches of hers, their chests brushing with each breath. "Who ordered the hit?" He growled out and Omisha rolled her eyes. It was an unspoken rule to carry that kind of information to your grave- a rule she was certain Thorn knew. "And here I was thinking you were sort of smart." She remarked as she pressed the auto start button on her key fob. Thorn's hand roughly grabbed her arm and pushed her against her car, her fresh sutures protesting. "Look, if we're not fucking you have to stop man handling me." She groaned as his grip tightened effectively pushing her wound tighter against the car. "Would you be serious for two seconds?" He growled as he angrily searched her eyes for an ounce of information. ------ When an assassin's next hit is a widely feared hitman you'd expect plenty of bloodshed not a toxic romance. *Warning very graphic scenes of violence, death and sex* Full description inside!

He lowers his face, tickling my neck with the tip of his nose as he moves it up and down, inhaling deeply. A voracious growl rumbles deep from within his chest and I whimper again. "Just a taste will do but," he nips my neck. "I can't promise I'll be able to control myself." His hold on me tightens. Panic claws its way into my chest making my heart beat erratically. What did he mean by 'play games with me later?' Did he plan on taking me somewhere? Does that mean he wants to make my life a living hell until he's satisfied before giving me a long, torturous death? He didn't seem like the type to make it quick. I can feel his mouth on my neck. Tears start trickling down my face as I brace myself for the pain that I'm sure to feel. His lips part, teeth grazing me. I squeeze my eyes shut. Isabelle Grace is torn from hiding and thrown into a life of lust, fear, and hunger. Humanity has been enslaved by vampires and now, after three years of isolation, she must face the worst of them. A vampire has discovered her and he has no intention of ever letting her go. Suddenly, Isabelle finds herself questioning who she is as her body and mind fall victim beneath silver eyes and a hypnotic voice. As the immortal world begins to drag her deeper within its dark depths, her past resurfaces to bring old scars to the surface. Should she chase after something that could very well lead her back to the monster that nearly killed her three years ago? The same monster that murdered her family? Or should she just continue to run away? All the while, the vampire that seeks to devour her body and heart will hunt her down no matter how many times she escapes him. (**EBOOK PUBLISHED**)