Ana goes on a week long camping trip with a group of friends for their fall break. Little does she know things are about to take a turn in ways she never imagined. ... He watched her, and now he wants her. He has no plans on letting her go. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spotting a lamp, I grabbed its glass base, and slammed it against the table. It shattered the end. I raised it up towards him, the sharp ends glinting from the sunlight. He let out a breath before kicking the door shut behind him with a foot. His sharp gaze never left mine. "Stay away from me." I warned. He stalked towards me. "You will regret not heeding my warning." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ! This story is a dark romance, including themes such as murder, kidnapping, forced proximity, some non-consensual acts, etc. !

Raina never imagined her life would change with a single night-and a single glance. Dragged into his world of marble halls, cold breakfasts, and whispered threats, Raina is caged in a gilded mansion where escape is impossible and obedience is demanded. But beneath his fury, there's something else in Adrik's eyes-something that holds her still even when her body wants to run. And when he leans closer and whispers, "You're mine now, Raina. Even your tears belong to me..." - Raina knows her life will never be the same again.

"You belong to me!" he said in his deep, husky voice, sending shivers down my spine. "And you are mine to love, princess!" His tone was full of possessiveness. "Let me go-" I started to protest, but he silenced me by pressing his index finger to my lips. "Shh, be quiet!" he whispered softly against my lips. I looked into his eyes, which were filled with desire and longing. "It's just you and me tonight, and I want to make it special for us," his strong voice sent chills down my spine. My heart raced as I felt his fingers at the edge of my dress, ready to tear it away. *"I'm about to do the most sinful things with you now, Jaan!"* His voice echoed in my ears. "I've waited long enough!" His voice grew deeper with desire. "No, please-"before I finish my sentence, he interrupted me as air rushed around my body. He ripped my dress in two pieces. ZAYAN VS DUAA AGE GAP SHE RUNS AND HE CATCHES HER SHE IS THE PREY AND HE IS THE HUNTER.

𝖁𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖊 × 𝕳𝖎𝖘 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖘𝖑𝖆𝖛𝖊 Dark romance [ON HOLD, SOON THE CHAPTERS WILL PUBLISHED] ══════◄••❀••►══════ "What did I tell you about talking to other men?" His voice was low and threatening, striking my already screaming heart. When I remained silent, his hand traced along my body, stopping at my throat and applying- just enough pressure to extract my voice. "I-I... I'm not your possession," I managed to stammer, knowing well that I had fucked up. I felt him chuckle deeply against my lips, making my body tremble. "Indeed, Dolcezza. You're not my possession... you're my blood slave. You're mine." His reminder was harsh, causing a tear to escape from my eye. "And you should have thought carefully before speaking to another man, despite my warnings," he murmured against my lips, his hands tightening around my neck. "Tell me, Dolcezza. What is your punishment for your disobedience?" he inquired, leaving my shivering body clinging to a false sense of hope beneath him. I felt the warmth of his tongue on my earlobe. "Speak before I determine your punishment." A wave of goosebumps washed over me; I felt utterly helpless and consumed by fear as my heart raced within me. I understood what he wanted-it was wiser to submit voluntarily than to face his whims- Yet, I knew it would be worse. I hesitated but the words slipped out before I could stop them. "Punish me in any way you choose, Master," I whispered, barely audible. The shame of uttering those filthy words burned my throat. In that moment, I realized I had succumbed to him, my resolve deteriorating. "You have two choices, Dolcezza: my fangs in you or....my cock?" His words slithered into my ear with a nauseating feeling creeping over my skin. "I'd prefer to give you both. I will break you until all you know is my name, Dolcezza. I'll drain your sweet blood while burying myself deep inside you. You will only remem

"You can't take all of us, sweetheart." Valen's voice is smooth, teasing, but the way his fingers brush against my hip isn't playful. It's testing. Behind me, Fennec chuckles, his breath warm as he leans in, his lips barely ghosting the shell of my ear. "She could try." His voice dips lower, dragging heat down my spine. "I'd love to watch her try." ------------------------------- Soraya Cordova was never meant to survive. Stolen as a child and discarded as a mistake, she was given a second chance when the Cordovas adopted her into a life of wealth, secrets, and silent wars. But when her parents are declared dead and the world turns against her found family, she realizes survival is no longer enough, she needs to fight. Raised as assassins, her adoptive brothers have spent years keeping her in the dark, but now? Now, she's in the center of the storm. Wanted by the government. Hunted by the man who created her. And trapped in a dangerous game of love, loyalty, and lies with the only people who have ever mattered. Because in their world, trust is a weapon. Not all love stories are gentle. Some are jagged at the edges, built on shadows and sins, tangled in pasts too dark to escape. White Lies is one of those stories. It's about the things we do to survive, the lies we tell to protect, and the love that thrives even in the darkest corners. Read at your own risk.

"The Mob Boss and His Sister's Best Friend" Riley Owens, the innocent, and beautiful girl who had always been smart and caring. She has always had a great life especially when she had met her bestfriend from elementary school, Amara Christiano. Amara was always there for her and told her everything, except one secret she vowed to always keep-her brother. Stephano Christiano, the man Amara has been running away from, has returned for revenge. In hopes for killing the girl he despises most, he is struck by the waitress beauty-Riley, causing all his plans to suddenly turn. • "Don't lie to me, Baby. I know things- things that will f*ck up that little, innocent mind you have," He calmly spoke, although it only masked the anger he truly felt. "I-I'm not, I promise!" She pleaded out, hoping he caught the desperation in her voice. His hand reached up and wiped a tear from her eye she didn't know had fell. "Strip." Cliché? I think not. - ➳ AVAILABLE ON DREAME ➳ Sexual Content ➳ Graphic Violence ➳ Bad use of language #3 in romance ❧ 8/13/17 This book is in English, sorry if it confused anyone.

I never thought my life will turn upside down, I always wanted a peaceful life with my partner, But I never thought a Mafia Man will Fall in Love with Me.

Natalie Brooks was in the wrong place at the wrong time. One bullet. One alley. One moment she couldn't unsee. Now she belongs to a world built on quiet violence and clean hands-a world where people aren't hunted, they're catalogued. Where survival depends not on strength, but on silence. Vittorio Morelli doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't make threats. He runs a system-and Natalie has been absorbed into it. As her body heals, the rules tighten. She is watched. Measured. Prepared for sale. The man assigned to guard her keeps his distance. He follows orders. He never looks at her too long. And yet, in the small moments-water offered without command, dignity preserved when she has none left-Natalie realizes something far more dangerous than cruelty may be at work. Because in a world designed to erase her, being seen might be the most dangerous thing of all.

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs.""