They told the world I was gone. My husband buried me in silence. The city learned to stop whispering my name. Time did what it always does, it moved on. But I did not die. When I return home, I don't find the life I left. I find a marriage hardened by grief, a husband colder than I remember, and a world I was never meant to see. I'm not the same woman I was either. Two years in the dark will do that to a person. It teaches you what fear tastes like. It teaches you what survives. And sometimes it teaches you why some love stories rot beautifully. --Note-- check the content warnings as this story deals with heavy themes, does not shy away from darkness, and will get extremely filthy with spice. MMC is OTT protective, obsessed, and an unapologetic stalker when it comes to his wife.

She entered a marriage that never felt like hers. A house filled with silence, a husband who only saw responsibility in her presence, and a love she kept begging from someone who never truly looked at her. For a whole year, Naina kept holding onto a relationship that only kept breaking her piece by piece. Until one night changed everything. The same man who once pushed her away... is now starting to notice the emptiness her silence leaves behind. The same husband who never cared if she stayed or left... now finds himself watching her every move, trying to fix wounds he created himself. But sometimes people realize your worth only after destroying the part of you that once loved them endlessly. And just when their cold marriage slowly starts shifting... someone unexpected steps back into her life. Someone who was never able to let her go. Maybe love was never meant to be found in a forced marriage. Maybe it was always waiting somewhere else.

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Raven Bordeaux never liked dealing with people. She liked being encased in her drama free bubble with her few close-knit friends. Though that changed when Clayton Sorenson, the epitome of popular jocks, decided that she was going to help him with his French. The world isn't as crystal clear as we would hope. There are entire worlds hidden behind walls.

'Sometimes the DARKNESS you fear IS the LIGHT you seek' //MATURE CONTENT// A MAFIA ROMANCE Ranked: #1 bwwm #1 polyamory #1 bisexual #1 wmbw #1 blackgirl #1 russian #1 drugs #1 emotional #1 dominance #1 mmf #1 b×g×b #1 interracial #1 italian #1 agegap #2 daddy #2 mafia romance #2 dark romance -Guys, before you begin reading I just want you to know that there will be triggering content in this book. Read at your own risk. *Please note that if this story is plagiarized by anyone. I will not hesitate to take legal actions against you. If you are reading this story anywhere else, please report it. The book can only be found on this app.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

Avani, a princess from the lands of the south; beloved and cherished by her people, hated and abused by her family. Despite having the finest dresses, sharpest knowledge, and incomparable beauty, all she yearns for is love. Nathaniel, the king of the northern land. His people love him more than anything, praising his leadership, bravery, and generosity. Everything he does is for the betterment of his people and kingdom. Other king's fear him, being his enemy is practically self destruction. When a proposal reaches to him from the southern King, his enemy, he already knew his answer. The strengths of both Kingdoms increase and have each other's back instead of being foes, in exchange for the marriage of Princess Avani and King Nathaniel. Thrown into a forced marriage, where cultures are intertwined, sacrifices are made, friendships are formed, and love blossoms. Will the Princess of the South and King of the North finally have their happy ending? *Edited Chapter updates every Friday #1 in Historical Romance 05/25/21 #3 in Historical #2 in Proposal 11/29/20 #1 in Mature Themes 01/07/21 #2in Hatred #2 in Kingdom #2 in Forced Marriage 01/03/21 #1 in Royalty 02/14/2021 #18 in husband and wife #2 in arranged marriage 02/21/21 #5 in drama 05/17/21

"I warned you, you live under Roman law now. And you violated it. You touched what is mine. The punishment for that is ... death." Plunging his sword into the attacker's chest, the Centurion let the man fall and bleed out on the ground. Aelynn shrieked, causing Marcus to direct his full attention to her. The girl was cowering in the corner of the room. She hid her face in her hands, and he heard her muffled sobs. Slowly, Marcus sheathed his gladius and approached her shivering figure. *************************************************************** An enemies-to-lovers story set in ancient times when the Roman Empire was at the peak of its power and extending its control over Britain. And in the middle of it, a kind Celtic girl Aelynn and a Roman Centurion Marcus notorious for his brutality and cold-heartedness. Two worlds that could not be more different from each other collide. What would become of them? *** This story contains war / death scenes and other mature topics. Please read with caution. I'll also appreciate your comments, thoughts and pointing out mistakes. The pictures don't belong to me. Only the plot and characters do.

Charlotte has kept her wolf a secret her entire life. She knows she is the first born heir to an Alpha, but her mother refuses to tell her who her father is. After seeking refuge in a small pack, her world is suddenly shaken when she is chosen by the beast. The man that everyone fears. The man that claims her as his mate and the man that will change her life as she knows it.