Just one touch wouldn't hurt, right? Those were Olive's last thoughts before she mindlessly touched a time machine, which then transported her back to prehistoric times. Scared and alone, she didn't even notice the giant caveman coming up behind her, ready to make her his in every way a Mate should.

"𝐀𝐡, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲." The death of her best friend, the man whom she adores, compels Seraphina Hearts to head back home to attend the funeral. Yet, how can the school chit properly mourn if her late best friend's creepy older brother whom she avoids won't stop obsessing over her? His predatory eyes always watch her every move, even up to her sleep.

Axel Brown was not particularly approachable. With a cold interior and a deadly stare he'd scare those who get to close away. So what was so different about Isabella June? She was everything he hated in a person. Chatty, loud, full of energy. A walking, talking ball of sunshine. The polar opposite. Well, his first mistake was falling into the traps of her. Falling so hard that he'd do just about anything to have her. His second mistake was burying himself in a void full of darkness and a life full of suffering with no way out other than the help of her. The girl who'd die for him, yet ultimately, live for him. ~~~ WARNINGS This story contains mature themes (strong language, violence, addiction, etc.) Copyright @khampadd 2022 - all rights reserved

(Book #2 of the Sinners Of Dark Series) She was known for her beauty in the dark underworld of of New York, a seemingly docile angel in the form of a nightmare. He was ruthless, cold and far worse than the men she knew in the Cosa Nostra-His reputation alone sent chills through the city crime circles. I once thought marrying a made man would be the worst fate, but being drawn to one was far more treacherous. It was a debt to be settled, a price to be repaid. Sold in exchange for my cousin. My body, mind, and soul given to the most terrifying man ever known. A marriage born from violence and betrayal. I had expected an fifty-year-old boss who wanted my so-called purity in payment for his service, planning to keep up the facade of a fake smile and tight dresses yet I wasn't prepared for the six-foot tall, dangerously handsome pakhan, a man known for killing men with his bare hands. I hated him. Not just because he was lethal, but because he made my heart race, his low, gravelly voice sinking into my bones, offering me everything I knew I couldn't accept. - preview - "He was quiet for a second, pinning me with his intense gaze. "Don't go looking for trouble you can't handle." "How do you know what I can handle?" I shot back. He raised a brow in question. His voice was soft almost deceiving when he spoke. "You can't handle me, lisichka." "I haven't tried." "You won't get the chance."

He was feared by all, including the emperor. He fought wars and conquered. He cared for no man. It was known to all that he had no emotions except hatred and anger. All he knew was war, but her scent drew him in and just like that he wouldn't let her go or see her with another man, he wanted her all for himself. But would her fragile self be able to handle his strength? And can he be gentle enough so not to hurt her? #3 heartwrenching #5 dark #1 warriors #1 emotional #4 lovetriangle #1 mine #1 strength

Hayleen is immune and has marks in the skin which determine her fate. Definitely, that does not mean she wants it. In fact, she prefers the risk of spending a night in the maze before allowing it to become true. She is better off dead than living with the conscience of knowing that she is to blame for creating such a dark future. Of course, she is also the key to preventing the extinction of the human species, but it was humans that caused the Flare in the first place... they asked for it, right? Really it not depends on her if there is a total extinction of humanity or not, of that Lyn is convinced. As sure as WICKED is that it is essential to find her to fulfill her destiny and give her into the trials. Without a doubt, the powerful of this new world are fascinated with the idea of a future with those four monsters in charge and would do whatever it takes to achieve it. It is not important. They can search for her as desperately as they can that they will still have to make the trials without her. Hayleen will never end up in the maze or join them. There is no destination. It doesn't matter that the names on her skin remind her otherwise every time she looks in the mirror.

She turned around only for her breath to go erratic. Her eyes widen. Shock and fear. She felt both at the same time and it was the deadliest combination. She came face to face with him. A dark chuckle rumbled in the surrounding making her flinch. He tilted his head mocking her, "Wasn't expecting me?" she heard that voice after so long. The voice that has haunted her even in her dreams. "......?", she whispered in a haze. Her voice was laced with shock. He groaned in pure ecstasy hearing her calling his name after so long, "Ohh just how much I missed your voice baby!" a shiver ran down her spine hearing that endearment he has always addressed her with. She still couldn't believe her eyes. Her nightmare was standing right in front of her. She had tried running away from him so many times but here she found herself in front of him again. He found her. But is she going to just surrender without putting on a fight against him? No. Her mind screamed at her to run. And she did what her mind told her to. She turned around ready to try running away again. She barely took any steps when a muscular hand grabbed her bare waist caging her from behind. Her body slammed against his. A painful yelp left her mouth when he dug his nails into her flesh. "Trying to run away again baby?", he growled in her ears. ROOH SHARMA. A beautiful girl with an intoxicating smile. She is feisty and brave. But her exquisite beauty and smile attracted monsters from the dark. And a monster was in search of her. RUDRA DESAI. A handsome hunk and a powerful businessman. Rude and arrogant. He held a secret for being this powerful. What will happen when they meet? Both of them had a dark past. What will happen when it unfolds? Join the journey with them.

Lorenzo Castillo and Valentine Castillo. Twins in every sense of the word, they share everything from clothes to their bed to their women. They met Persephone Amore when they was only children, having grown up together. They parted ways as newly teenagers. Lives getting in the way. But now they are reunited, what will happen? Persephone loves the idea of been shared between 2 gorgeous Italian men, but actually doing it? HA as if that could happen. They may of joked about it when they was younger, secret kisses may of been shared. But they're older now, it's not realistic. This temptation comes straight from hell. Angels may have carved their bodies but the souls have came from somewhere far deeper. Would you sell your soul to the devil? ----- 18+ ONLY #smut #trama #bdsm #friendstolovers

NOT MY STORY!!! NikkiFanfic LadyYandereShane "Let's play a game. If you win, we'll answer all your questions." "If I lose?" "You become our toy." "Are you crazy?!" "Isn't that the reason why we're here?" Miles Taylor got the opportunity of a lifetime working in a criminal reform school as a Psychology teacher, only to be enslaved by two of the most insane criminal students, the "Kim" brothers. His life turns around when games are won, minds are broken, and secrets unfold in Carvalle Institutes: a school for the mentally unhinged.

Being a modern free spirited girl, Gongsun Li couldn't accept her fate as a cannon fodder concubine when she found herself transmigrate into her favorite novel. So, she decided to ask the emperor for divorce and live a carefree life. But why does the icy cold emperor seems to explode like a raging volcano everytime she asks for a divorce?! Snippets: Gongsun Li was actually sleeping like a pig. A warm smile appeared in Zhu Zhen's face as he wrapped his arms around her tiny figure and pulled her closer ever so gently. Finding a sudden warmth, G.Li snuggled closer to the source in her deep slumber. She was so obediently lying in his arms, neither struggling nor cursing. Zhu Zhen wanted to stop the flow of time, then and there! "Silly stubborn wife, Why won't you obediently lie in my arms every night? Why won't you let me always hold you like this?", he whispered his complaints while nuzzling his nose in her hair. Suppressing the lump formed in his throat with a bitter smile he murmured, "Only if you would let me, Then I wouldn't be so desperate, Then I wouldn't be so hurt." Oh btw,this is my original story and all rights are reserved...😏