"Hi, it's me again. The pathetic guy who just got dumped, if that jogs your memory. If talking is still on the table I'd love to take you up on that offer...text me back" That was all it took to start a frienship but many late night conversations will start something else....

Prim Claremonte is nothing short of royalty. Her life has been one of riches, balls, and endless pampering. Things only begin to look brighter when her father is appointed heir to the throne. Prim's life would become infinitely grander than it already was. However, this has painted a target on her back. Captain Caspian Flynn is eager to increase the wealth of his crew, and himself. Ransoming the daughter of a Crown Prince will ensure that his goal is met. There are many who have sought this same treasure. Their failures meant an opportunity for him. After all, who better to hunt a treasure than a pirate? Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real elements. There will be chapters dealing with abuse, depression, gore, PTSD, and other topics which some might find triggering. (There is one spicy bonus chapter at the very end of the book which was added after its initial completion.) Completed May 14, 2021 Book 1 of 2 Followed by "The Hunter's Pursuit" *UNSOLICITED CRITICS MAY BE MUTED* see bio Older Work

He is a psychopath. For her. #1 The Desi Psychopath Series The glass from her hand dropped and she was about to run towards her brother. But... "Shh..baby, sleep now..it was a hectic day." He came from behind with the chloroform handkerchief. He placed her on the passenger seat of his car and sided the hair which were falling on her cheeks. "Pehele aap zarurat thi meri, magar ab aap rooh ban chuki hain aur aapko lagta hai ki main apni rooh ko khud sey door karunga?" (Earlier you were my need, but now you have become my soul. And you think I will let my soul go away from me?) ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ Over-possessive is an understatement to describe him. "The moment I saw her, I knew she was made for me. Just one look at her was enough to make me go insane for her. But her innocence? It made me fall in love with her. Deeply. Passionately.Now there would be no turning back. Anybody who comes in between us would be dead." - Amrit Singh Shekhawat "İ fell in love with him. İt was so pure. So real. Little did I know he had a side which was full of darkness which would consume me." -Manheer Kaur Gill. This story is about a sweet punjabi girl Manheer Kaur Gill who is full of life and happiness. To enjoy is her main motive. She is polite, soft and is loved by all. Things take a dark turn when the King of Rajasthan as well as Mafia Amrit Singh Shekhawat lays his eyes on her. What do you think will happen when the beam of light meets the dangerous dark? Read to find out! DISCLAIMER: YOU MAY FIND THIS BOOK SUNSHINE AT FIRST BUT IT IS DARK AND FULL OF SUSPENSE!! I don't write dark romance, I write psychotic romance. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT DARK ROMANCE. SUSPENSE

In a world where 'Soulmates', otherwise known as Darlings have the exact same branding over their heart's given to them by the government as babies you'd think there would be less heartbreak but some don't ever meet their Darlings, usually due to a death so they couple with someone else who never found theirs either, known as a Platonic. Poppy Hart is twenty two and running out of time to find her Darling. When she fails to do so, she is assigned a Platonic, her best friend West who has also lost his Darling. Three years later when the government allocate Poppy a job at Hellbound Maximum Security Penitentiary as a guard, she discovers her long-lost Darling is violent inmate Hex Rose and everything she thought she knew is turned upside down in a matter of seconds. *mature & language warning*

"I'm gonna give you butterflies. I'm gonna let you feel every part of my body and I'm gonna feel every part of yours. Every single inch you want me to touch, I will. I will please you however you want me to, Liz. you want that don't you?" I nod, quickly. "Yes." "Good." He grabs my underwear and rips it off me, nibbling on the crook of my neck, keeping me in a spiral. "Please, Lucas." "What is it, my love?" "I want you. Please." This book is only published here, nowhere else. if you see any of my work outside of this platform, please report to me. <3 Thank you for reading! #1-sweetheart as of 15/05/2024 #1-hugs as of 11/10/2024 #1-explicitlanguage as of 28/04/2025

Oblivious (adj.) not aware or concerned about what is happening around one To be loved is to be seen. Dual PoV Elora Daisy Owens Is a ray of sunshine or atleast she try's to be. Believing in silver linings and happy endings, she just wants someone to ramble to, spend time with. She just wants a friend. Elijah Killian Parker Is a total grump. bored stares and hard glares are all he has to offer. Being new to the school he plans to stay away from anyone and everything. Believing nobody really wants him for him. Of course Elijah's plan to be left alone goes down the drain when Elora is asked to give him a tour of the school.

Eliza Banes, her ambition for adventure and her penchant for trouble, have often been trying on her poor mama's nerves. All her mother desires is for Eliza to be married and settled, but Eliza has other plans. Seizing an opportunity to stow away on a merchant ship to live out her dreams of seeing the world, Eliza has no idea what she is getting herself into. What she thought would be a harmless adventure sees her experience new challenges, rowdy sailors, evil pirates, and it brings her face to face with the surliest sea captain with a heart of pure gold. Eliza is about to discover the true meaning of, "be careful what you wish for."

"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

The world is split in two by a fence separating the upper Class and the lower Lawless societies. Class are raised to hate Lawless, believing them to be dangerous and uncivilised, with the exception of Dove Amor. It's one thing when she begins to question the morals of Class and another when Sage Creed appears in her bedroom one night, holding a knife to her neck when he gets caught on the wrong side of the fence. *mature & language warning*

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.