She lost everything in a single night - her home, her family, and the freedom to choose. Now she's trapped in the arms of the man who should've let her burn... but didn't. He saved her not out of mercy - but obsession. And he's not done claiming what's his.

"Your body belongs to me now-every curve, every breath, every sound you make. I'll leave no inch untouched, no part of you unloved, to remind you that you'll never belong to anyone else." ========== To protect his inheritance, Christian Blackwood, an arrogant and self-centred billionaire, is forced to take a drastic step: hire a surrogate. Olivia Carter has never needed anyone. But with her brother's life hanging by a thread and medical bills piling up, she's willing to do whatever it takes to save him-even if it means signing her body over to a stranger. Christian's proposition is crazy, strange, and exactly what she needs. The terms of the contract are clear-a baby, no emotions, no entanglements, and absolutely no love. But from the moment Olivia steps into Christian's life, sparks ignite. She's everything he didn't expect: fierce, vulnerable and utterly captivating. Christian can't stop himself from wanting more-more of her touch, her laughter, her heart. But Olivia knows better than to fall for a man like him. With secrets, desires and a ticking clock threatening to tear them apart, Christian must decide: protect his heart or risk everything for the woman who's become his obsession. ========== Update days: Monday, Wednesday And Friday Happy reading:))

To most people, my husband is Viper. VP of the Devil's Rejects MC, hard, uncompromising, and completely committed to the club and his brothers. But the man I fell in love with was simply Roman, a man who called me Sunshine, and treated me like I was his treasure. By the time I realized the club would always come first, I was in too deep. And when his enemies came for me? He wasn't there to protect me because he was busy protecting her. And that I don't know how to forgive. Now I'm building a new life for myself without Roman. He promises he will give up everything to win me back, but promises are cheap and his aren't worth much. When we discover our enemies are still alive and planning to strike out again, however, I might not have any choice but to put my life in the hands of the man who's already let me down once.

𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 Revenge Countless souls have fallen prey to its grasp, their lives shattered as deeply as those they sought to harm, if not more so. For most, mere death isn't the end It's not enough to satiate their thirst They crave retribution, wish for something beyond the grave. They want misery upon those who've wronged them. Long for the torment of those who've wounded them But at the end of the day, it's merely a wish, A burning desire for- well, nothing realistic, really For they are weak. Powerless Some may even deem them useless But then, there exist the select few- those who refuse to settle for anything less than the worst, denying death's grasp to unleash a living hell upon their enemies, Those who take matters into their own hands, seizing control & becoming the architects of their own vengeance, Now those, those are dangerous. For in their eyes, the concept of contentment is a foreign notion, replaced by a searing ache for more- More agony, despair. More misery, more wails. More destruction, chaos. People like him, they feed off of fear, thrive in causing pain. They're cunning, calculating, heartless But frankly, even the most twisted of them seem like harmless amateurs in comparison to him. He reeks of death Exudes darkness, sorrow Death is all that shadows his steps, making his existence a reminder of the inevitable fate that awaits his victims. And whispers in the Russian underworld speak of him as Mors- The god of death So, what happens when a girl, who abandoned her family, her life & the very empire bestowed upon her- just to escape the sight of death, catches the eyes of the reaper? What happens when he pulls her into the abyss of his world, intent on destroying all she has fought to be in pursuit of vengeance? And what happens when, as the day wanes, the embodiment of her deepest fear captures her eyes as well?

(Book 2) Sequel of Abused Angel (STANDALONE) . . . Angelina D'angelo, a shy, sweet kind-hearted girl. Always ready to help others. Loves her parents and brothers. Hopes that her husband will cherish her just like her father loves her mother. . . . Sergei Petrov, a dominating man. Capo of Russian mafia. Doesn't believe in god. He is very possessive of his things. He snatches whatever he likes by hook or by crook. Doesn't believe in love until angel caught his eye. . . . What you can expect: Possessive/Protective ML🔥 ML only softens towards FL🔥 Arranged marriage of ML and FL🔥 No cheating!!!🔥 Touch her and die🔥

She was forced into marriage to save her family. He agreed to marry her because well, he can do whatever he pleases. Anastasia Morettin thought returning home after five years meant reconciliation with her father. Instead, she walked into a nightmare-her stepsister had stolen her longtime boyfriend, and her father had arranged her marriage to a man even colder than betrayal itself. Niklaus Montgomery is ruthless, powerful, and untouchable. A billionaire feared in boardrooms and high society alike. To him, love is a weakness, and emotions are a liability. When his family forces him into an unwanted marriage, he sees Anastasia as nothing more than a pawn in a high-stakes game. Trapped in a loveless union, Anastasia suffers under her stepmother's cruelty and Niklaus's icy indifference. But as secrets unravel-including the truth behind her mother's death-she begins to fight back. And somewhere in the war between them, Niklaus finds his cold heart beginning to thaw. But danger lurks in the shadows. Betrayal comes from within. And when the past collides with the present, love may not be enough to save them. He vowed he would never love. She vowed she would never break. In the end, only one of them can win. A heart-wrenching, slow-burn enemies-to-lovers romance filled with passion, betrayal, and the battle between love and power.

He's cold as ice. She's warm as fire. But fate isn't asking-it's demanding. Vincenzo Li Fonti is a ruthless, untouchable billionaire-the kind of man who doesn't need to raise his voice to silence a room. Feared by his enemies, respected by his allies, and adored only by his young son, Vincenzo rules both boardrooms and backrooms with terrifying precision. Love? It's a weakness he cannot afford. Bianca Romano is a struggling yet stunning lady of no recollections of her roots and grows up in an orphanage, working job to job with her fierce best friend, Natalie, just to survive. Eight years ago, her life shattered when her newborn son was stolen from her. Now, a single night of passion with a stranger pulls Bianca back into a world she thought she'd never touch. That stranger? None other than Vincenzo himself. When Vincenzo discovers Bianca is carrying his child, he gives her no choice: Marry me or I take the baby. Out of fear-and haunted by the child she lost-Bianca agrees, thrown into a cold, opulent world where danger whispers in every shadow and love is the last thing anyone believes in. But beneath Vincenzo's icy surface lies a man deeply loyal to those he loves. And Bianca's fire? It might just be the only thing that can melt him. As secrets unravel-including the shocking truth about Bianca's stolen child and she uncovers her origin-Bianca must navigate betrayal, obsession, and vengeance. And when enemies strike to destroy everything she's built, Vincenzo's dark, deadly world will rise to protect her... or consume them both. In a story where nothing is as it seems, and everyone has something to hide, one thing is certain: Love was never the plan-but fate doesn't care about plans.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧. ꙬꙬꙬꙬ All that Yara Morello was told all her life was that she was the shame of the family. She was a mistake that was never supposed to happen, a disgrace to be shunned and cast away. She yearned for freedom, a chance to forge her own destiny on her terms. Except freedom wasn't part of the plan anymore when her father makes her a candidate for an arranged marriage in place of her half sister. Secrets get revealed, the past pays a visit to the present. She discovers that the true cost of freedom was far greater than she had ever imagined or bargained. ♈︎♈︎♈︎ -𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 -𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 -𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥

Exiled from his beloved mother Russia, The Red Reaper now resides Stateside where wet-works would consume his isolated existence.. An outsider in a foreign land, there is only one thing that shines any light on his dark days.. For years he has watched her, wishing for her to see him, his best friend's beautiful sister in law.. The sweet and shy, Lucky O'Cléirigh.. The only problem is, the girl is half his age and all too innocent to become entangled in the criminal underworld.. Isn't she? Forensic Photographer and Irish ex-pat, Lucky O'Cléirigh is like a ray of sunshine in a world of grey, or at least that is how she appears to everyone, including The Reaper.. She is the life lacking from his listless existence and time after time, Konstantin must fight to maintain his distance as their paths continue to cross, both personally and professionally.. He knows he can't have her, but if he doesn't collect Lucky's soul, somebody else will.. And that is a price The Red Reaper isn't prepared to pay.. .... RED REAPER is title one of the SOLDIERS OF FORTUNE series. Loosely inspired by 'The Death of Koschei the Deathless'. Please Note: SOLDIERS OF FORTUNE can be read as a stand alone series even though it is a continuation of THE SPECTER SERIES stories and takes place in the same 'universe'.. .... ⚠️WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS CA, SA & EXPLICIT BDSM/PETPLAY CONTENT

Carlisia ran as fast as her sore legs would let her. Her top was ripped and her knees scabbed from all the time she had tripped on the rough patchy ground. She tripped again, blood dripped from the corner of her mouth as a stone bust her lip. She quickly got up, and continued to run. She could feel his presence. Not chasing her, no. Observing her. He was amused how she thought she could run away. Carlisia's knees buckled underneath her again, she was so tired and in so much pain. A sob escaped her lips, she couldn't take it anymore. Sniffling, she took deep breaths, trying to get up but her legs wouldn't let her. They were just too bruised. She sighed, this was it perhaps. She rolled onto her back and pushed herself up against a tree, just as a figure emerged in front of her. "Tired I see?" The dark voice said after a moment of silence. "P-please just let me go." Carlisia whispered. Her throat was dry from all the screaming earlier. "Where would you go Carlisia? Hmm? There is no where to run to." He mused as he casually strolled in front of her. Clearly amused by the situation. "Well, there are places." He said sarcastically, swatting his hand in the air for emphasis. "Just not ones where you can hide." He tusked finally looking at her straight in the eyes. "There isn't a place in this world, no nook, no cranny, where I can not get you from. I need you to understand that love." He said as he crouched in front of her and tenderly brought a strand of her loose locks to his nose and took a deep breath, momentarily closing his eyes. "I will find you from any depth of this universe." he breathed out. Tears fell from Carlisia's eyes as she looked at the side, trying to push her face away from him, breathing as if a deer caught in headlights. "Well, not that I will let you leave in the first place." He chuckled, tugging at the strand as he finally opened his eyes. They were once again golden. Copyright 2021 ©