"𝘽𝙤𝙨𝙨, 𝙬𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢." 𝙁𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤, 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙛 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙮. "𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚." 𝙄 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚. "𝙔𝙚𝙨, 𝙗𝙤𝙨𝙨." 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩, 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨. "𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚?" 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙.

Cover by @scorflix Family Kidnapped at a young age, two girls are separated from their mafia family, their lives full of risks and flaws, which initiated the kidnapping. Brought up in the same household, the twins face very different environments. When one is brought up with love and is the most pure soul one might have seen in their life, the other has faced all kinds of hardships, from abuse to things worse than that. Naturally, the second sibling turns into a cold human, protecting her sister all the time. One accident was all it took for the lives of the twins to be totally changed. One accident that leads them to their real family, one accident that reveals secrets, one accident which tells them that life is much more different from what they knew. One accident that changes their life, for worse and for better. We lived. We loved. We thrived A siblings novel. No incest. Mentions of : Abuse Self Harm Suicide Has swearing and brutal scenes. If these topics are triggering for you, please don't read. #wattys2021

Avery's senior year is turned upside down when a kiss with her older brothers' best friend ignites a forbidden relationship tangled in danger, heartbreak, and family secrets that could destroy everything. *** "Aiden..." I shake my head, eyes fixed anywhere but the gorgeous man next to me. His hand grips my chin tightly, just enough to make me avert my eyes to his. "You know you want this as much as I fucking do. I want you to be mine. I want to be the one to hold you and kiss you the one you go to whenever you're happy or fucking sad. But let it be me, let me fucking show you that it should be me." He glares, jaw tensing. ...... ©hessaherophinelove

ONLY SAMPLE CHAPTERS "What's your name?" He asked her in a straight cold tone. Akshita and all the employees stared at him as if he was a GHOST, but he kept looking at her with an emotionless face. "Ask her for her name", he ordered the girl, his voice indicating danger. "Wh...What is...is your name Miss?" the girl asked Akshita, stuttering out of fear. "Ak...Akshita" she replied, looking anywhere but at him, blinking her eyes to stop her tears. Fortunately, she was successful. What kind of woman would like it when her husband asks for her name, 4 months after their marriage! That too in front of all those people who know about their relationship? "Full Name" He commands. "Akshita Raghuvanshi", she replies again. The girl's eyes widened in realization. "I said FULL. NAME." He ordered furiously, stressing on the last two words. "Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" she replied again, this time looking down. The name itself gives shivers. "Mrs. Akshita Ekansh Raghuvanshi" He states every word clearly, looking at Akshita. She snaps her head towards him in an instant, shock and confusion evident in her expressions. Her full name, from his mouth, created a domination aura around the place. It gave her butterflies, his name with hers, as one. ----------- It's a Fictional book I don't have any intentions to hurt anyone's feelings so please don't take it on heart. It's my own imagination so I will not like if someone copy my work! Be thoughtful before doing! #1 on Wattpad #2 on Comedy #1 in India #76 out of 2.1 Million (in Romance) #21 out of 2.36 Million (in Love) #8 out of 172K (in heartbreak) #10 out of 266K (in family) #3 out of 64K (in marriage) #1 (in the Royal family)

Seven years ago... I was his stalker. Three years ago... I was his wife. Two years ago... I was his ex-wife. Since the day he left me, my life has never been the same. It seems like I gathered all life's misfortunes - my mother died from cancer, our family business went down and my dad could not face the shame so he killed himself leaving me to take on the responsibilities of paying his debts. I have to work hard to make ends meet. I worked as a baker, a dance instructress, and an entertainer in order to pay the debts as well as to support myself. I was trying to be okay until he came back. He manipulated everything - owned the bakeshop where I worked as a baker, paid me to give him private dance classes and made me agree to perform in private with him. Do you think that is already worse? Nah-uh! He my family's debt so I am obliged to pay him based on his terms. I am Patricia Sandoval, sold to Stuart Cordoval - I am his personal assistant, private chef, personal dance instructor, exclusive entertainer and on-call bedwarmer of my beloved ex-husband. This may sound absurd, but yes, I am sold to my ex-husband. Note: This is originally a story written in Filipino but since there have been requests for its English version, I am going to slowly upload an English translation of this story.

Agustin DeLuca looked at the photos infront of him, rage burning through his veins, as he watched his wife in someone else's arms. ~~~~ He was one of the most renowned businessman of the country, know for his ruthlessnes and arrogance. He prided himself for being good at reading people like an open book, he thought nothing goes unseen from his scrutinizing eyes, yet the irony, he couldn't see the truth of his own wife when inoccence was written all over her face, vulnerability swirling in her doe eyes, silently begging for him to believe her. He lost everything that mattered to him two years back, because he chose to trust the wrong person, but now that he knows the truth, there is nothing he won't do to get her back, nothing. 'Get ready Onika DeLuca , I am coming,' he said to himself, determination shining in his orbs, holding a dark promise. ~~~~ "I promise you, the face I remember before dying will be yours, the last thing I will wish to see will be you, whether it is today, tomorrow or fifty years from now.It will always be you, Onika". -Agustin DeLuca.

This story is about a girl named Zara Queens who fell in love with the wrong guy. He was the leader of the mafia, he was ruthless, heartless, reckless, evil and more but she didn't care. She saw good in him. Then there's Theron Armor. He loves this woman to death, even with her stuttering. His members think she makes him weak and he needs to get rid of her. What will he do?

Isabelle Hart never fit in, being bullied daily at school and working nonstop to pay off your mothers drug debt wasn't the best thing a 17 year old wanted to do in their last year of high school. What happens when Isabelle is assigned to work as a maid in a billionaire families home, who just so happens to be in the Italian mafia? With the attention of two handsome brothers on her Isabelle's life is turned upside down. * BOOK TWO OF THE MAFIAS PRINCESS* • THIS CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE! 💗

Hannah Jacobs was the feistiest kid in town and always got into arguments with the bad boy next door. Most kids were scared of him, but not Hannah. She was infuriated by him, but never scared. Now, three years later, the bad boy is back. But the feisty girl is gone, a shell of what she used to be. Bradley Brooks was the town's notorious bad boy from the time he was a kid. He got into fights, shop lifted, and always found a way to get under his next door neighbor's skin. At the end of eighth grade, Bradley moved away, but now he's back for senior year and he finds that everything has changed. Especially his old neighbor. Now, he's determined to get his feisty neighbor back. *** This story contains swearing and descriptions of domestic violence. If this will make you uncomfortable or trigger you, please do not read. ***

The serial bully is a type of bully often found in popular circles. These bullies are systematic, controlled, and calculated in their approach. Friends, teachers, and administrators may have no idea what a serial bully is capable of. This type of bully appears sweet, charming, and charismatic to authority figures. But, they can be very cold and calculating. What happens when a serial bully develops an odd fascination for Olivia?, bad things.bad, bad things.