𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 ❝ 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽, 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖺. ❞ 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗐𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌． ❝ 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽， 𝗂 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗐𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗒. ❞ That hit a nerve. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 + 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞 : ̗̀➛ 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝒟 _______________________________________ ⚠︎︎ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 !!

"So you didn't give me one. Don't you want to befriend me?" Oliver teased, with absolutely no expression on his face. If it weren't for his tone, I never would have guessed. "But you're my husband... my fake husband." My face scrunches in confusion, and he very slowly takes a step closer to me, and I immediately take one back I'm backed up and pinned between the wall and his very huge body. His left hand lands right above me on the wall, and his right one slowly snakes around my waist, and I shiver as a result. My eyes flutter closed, my breathing thickens as he bends until he's right in front of me. My heartbeat is going a thousand miles an hour as I feel his lips brush against my right earlobe. "Listen, and listen carefully, sweetheart," he whispers, his deep voice seeping trouble, and that nickname-I swear to God. "I am your fake nothing," he says, stressing the 'nothing,' his hot air fanning my neck. "Our marriage might've been a contract, but under no circumstances is what we have fake. You are my wife and will be until you have my fucking signature on the divorce papers. Got it?" With a shaky breath, I look up at him as I feel him pull his face away. __________ She was raised to follow the rules. He was born to break them. Sienna Martinez is the golden girl. Soft-spoken, smart, and graceful. She runs her family's business, keeps her reputation spotless, and avoids trouble until trouble walks in wearing a tailored suit and a devil's smirk. Oliver Salvatore is royalty, the next CEO of The Salvatore Group. Ruthless when needed, dangerously charming when he wants. Marriage was never in his plans until his brother and her sister ran away. But one year, one marriage, and one rule-don't fall in love-prove easier said than done. Especially when the girl he's been searching for fourteen years is the one standing right in front of him, and somewhere between the lies and the longing, they've already crossed the line.

Let's meet again for the first time. Her mother shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "Who will marry you now, when people get to know you were left by Vikram?" Before I could even process what I was doing, the words left my mouth. "I will marry her." ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Aarav Malhotra, I've loved her since I was fourteen. She was my best friend, my partner in crime, and she was supposed to be my partner for life. I was meant to make her mine. But she left. For twelve years, there was no contact. Now, she's my wife, and those feelings I had for her are still there. But my anger, the pain she caused, is much stronger than my love for her. I will make her suffer. She needs to understand how it feels to be broken by someone you care about. Anika Kapoor, I have always loved him. I still do. He promised to be with me in my darkness, save me from it. But he moved on. He never once looked back, and I was stuck in the memories of us. And now, he is my husband. He married me out of obligation. I try to hold on to the memories of the boy I loved, but it's hard when he's standing right in front of me, a stranger in so many ways. The boy who used to make me laugh is gone, replaced by an arrogant, irritating man. Aarav × Anika Will they get played by destiny, or will they fall in love, read their story to find out. TW: sexual content, graphic gore, infertility, sexual harassment

He is darkness; she is his light He is the beast; she is his beauty He is Hades; she is his Persephone He is the king; she is his queen❤️ "ᴀᴀᴘᴋᴏ ᴄʜAᴀʜᴀɴᴀ ᴋᴀ ʜᴀQ, ᴀᴀᴘᴋᴏ ᴄʜᴜɴᴀ ᴋᴀ ʜᴀQ ᴀᴀᴘᴋᴏ ʜᴀꜱᴀɴᴀ ᴋᴀ ʜᴀQ, ᴀᴀᴘᴋᴏ ʀᴜʟᴀɴᴀ ᴋᴀ ʜᴀQ ꜱɪʀꜰ ᴀᴜʀ ꜱɪʀꜰ ʜᴀᴍᴀʀᴀ ʜᴀɪ, ᴊᴀᴀɴ!!!ꜱʀɪꜰ ʜᴜᴍᴀʀᴀ!!" _____ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 "ʏᴇʜ ᴢɪɴᴅᴀɢɪ ʜᴀᴍᴀʀɪ ɴᴀʜɪ ʜᴀɪ, ʀᴀɴᴀꜱᴀ, ʏᴇʜ ᴛᴏʜ ᴋᴀʙ ᴋɪ ᴀᴀᴘ ᴋɪ ɢʜᴜʟᴀᴍ ʙᴀɴ ᴄʜᴜᴋɪ ʜᴀɪ!!" ____ 𝐀𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞

Grayson Summers has loved Talia Chase since kindergarten-but while she barely remembers him, he's never stopped watching from afar. When fate brings them closer after a championship night, long-buried feelings begin to surface. *** Sometimes, the guy falls in love first. Deeply. In kindergarten, she gave him a flower. She forgot her kindness, but he would always remember. No matter how many girls Grayson Summers dates or hooks up with, he can never forget Talia Chase. Accidentally labeled as the high school's womanizer, he continuously collects more and more problems. Too scared of rejection, Grayson has never asked Talia to be his, and only spends his time hopelessly dreaming. Talia is confused. Her friends have told her Grayson Summers is not a guy who smiles or is kind, but Talia swears she has seen him act both of those ways before. The universe has plans. After the night of the basketball state championship, Talia finds herself questioning Grayson's true reasons behind his actions as the two grow closer together. *** Warning: this story contains strong language, alcohol and drug use, and sexual content

She was sweet he was mean. She always smiled while he was always serious. She didn't realize it but he knew she was the love of his life. Delilah Morecelli 17 year old is always smiling. She treated everyone with kindness and never once stopped helping people. She wore bright colors and her head was always in her books. She is bubbly and very social. She is extremely smart the top of her classes. That all changed one day and no one realized When Delilah stopped smiling, when the eye bags and red eyes appeared, when she would miss school, or when her grades dropped. Except for him, Nikolai Mikhailov he has always kept Delilah very dear to his heart, he was head over heels for her, he noticed everything down from how her nose scrunches up when she's thinking hard to the way she clenched her fist when she's anxious. All hell breaks lose when he realizes His princess is suffering, After all don't mess with the Russians next heir's malyshka

"Ellie.. " he warned when I gently squeezed his hard bludge over the slacks causing him to cursed underneath his breathe. Mason wrapped his hand around my neck pulling my face closer to his. "I Know what are you trying to do, bella" he Whispered. A sexy smirk playing on his handsome face when I moaned feeling his another hand sliding down between my legs massaging me roughy. "And if you don't cut it out. I'll bend you over the table and spank that cute ass of yours in front of everyone. Do you understand?" I looked down with flushed face and slowly nodded my head. "Good" One friday night, Ellie Rose - A breathtaking beautiful, gorgeous, innocent and successful lawyer end up encountering with a handsome- well, Insanely Handsome, Gorgeous and Sexiest man alive. Little does she knew, he's one of the most powerful and highly successful Businessman of italy. To Ellie, it was just one night stand but to him, it was something more and he wasn't planning to let her go so easily. Things started to get too much heated between them as their every night turn out to be wild and full of passionate. But.. what dark secret is Mason Williams hiding? Warning: Mature language and Adult, sexual scene. The story will be edited once it get done.

+18 MATURE CONTENT As rival detectives, Livian Walker and Asher Grey were constantly competing to figure out crimes or rather...figure out each other. Livian Walker's life was peaceful, atleast until a chance encounter led her to Asher Grey. The meeting unravels a series of incidents she wanted to wipe from her memory. Fueled by vengeance, she is determined to take Asher down by any means necessary. Even if it drowns herself in the process, she will drag him down with her. Asher Grey, once the pinnacle of detective prowess, grapples with a demotion that shadows his past achievements. And it was none other than Livian Walker's doing. Getting entangled with the web of lies Livian Walker made was not part of his everyday schedule. But when he is forced into an uneasy alliance to solve the murder of a British heir with her, something changes. Their arguments transform into stolen moments of heated passion. And he found himself willing to drown with her if it meant he could hold her while doing so. And despite hating eachother to the very core, they have to be form an amicable alliance to solve the case. Or would they? ━━━━━━━━━━༺❀༻━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞.

╰┈➤✮ 𝐴𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑣 × 𝑇𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑘𝑎 ❝𝑯𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝑻𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒂❞ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ How does it feel to get married with the one you love? Feels like heaven right? But what if your loved one doesn't even take you as a wife? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "We are couples for the world but in reality we are nothing. I can never take you as my wife." Tears started coming in my eyes but I blinked the tears and whisper a "sure" and rushed to the washroom. I don't want him to see me crying. God why me? This is not how I thought my first night will go • • • • - - - - • • • • Will she be able to make him fall for her? Will he ever love her? What if she won't fit in the royal standards? Watch the book to get the answers to all the questions.

"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.