── No entiendo, Padre. ──dijo ella con el ceño fruncido. ── Baratheon se casará con una de las chicas Tully. Cersei sentía tanta ira hacia su padre. ── ¿Y qué pasará ahora? ── Te casarás con Eddard Stark, Señor de Winterfell. • LEER CAPITULO 000 • MUY IMPORTANTE •

"Nós nos casaremos." Sua voz era forte, mas sem malícia. Ela deveria ter previsto isso. Alina riu. Ela jogou a cabeça para trás e riu do absurdo. "É um pedido perfeitamente razoável." Ele ecoou as palavras dela de antes. "Governantes solidificam tratados e garantem a paz por meio de casamentos o tempo todo." Ela piscou. Ele estava certo. E ele era lindo quando estava assim, apaixonado, claro. Ela o odiava por isso. ... Quando Alina se rende para salvar seu povo e todos que ama, ela se encontra à mercê do Darkling. Para seu horror crescente, ela percebe que ele não é nem um pouco o monstro que parece. Ou talvez ele seja exatamente o que parece, mas não para ela. ( ESSA HISTÓRIA NÃO ME PERTENCE ) ( ESCRITA POR: SecretlyEden ) ( História tirada do AO3 )

Alina estava disposta a fazer uma aliança, ela tentaria de todas as formas mudar a mente daquele ser imortal, mas não contava com a desgraça que aconteceria no meio do caminho. Sequestrada, torturada, humilhada. -Ele a encontrou -Ela estava quebrada -Ele juntaria seus pedaços -Era vez da escuridão salvar a luz. -Eles eram semelhantes, eram iguais.

A história que criei para superar o final dos livros, me baseando na série e nos mesmos. Alina finalmente descobre quem o Darkling é de verdade, mas teria ele mentido sobre TUDO? Já ele descobre que pela primeira vez em séculos, sente algo além raiva, vingança, justiça e fome por poder, ele sente paixão, segurança e certeza, por causa de Alina. PLÁGIO É CRIME.

She knew no matter where she will go he will always find her. His dark promises never left her but it was enough to fuel her desire for escape.

A young girl who is very nice is abducted by a cold-blooded billionaire mafia. He gradually turns her into his possession then into his obsession, but a traitor has stolen his heart, so all he can do is abhor the traitor and search for her if he can find her. The price of her betrayal would be that she would curse the day she was born. Will the girl he kidnaps and plans to marry ever win his heart, or will she just be his property to do with as he pleases? trigger warnings ⚠️ abusive relationship, drugs, slavery, dark, cold, sexual assault, violence, human trafficking, mafia, guns etc. so if you are not comfortable with these, please avoid this story. *I don't support any of these!!*

She is lonely, scared, and broken-a girl who has known nothing but pain. He is power, darkness, and sin-the Russian devil who has set his sights on her. He doesn't want her love. He wants to own her. To break her. To corrupt her. She's too naive, too untouched, too fragile. But that only makes him want to ruin her more. Her POV: My life has never been fair, but maybe that's just my curse. Like a moth drawn to the flame, I find myself pulled toward danger, knowing it will destroy me. And him... he makes me feel things I shouldn't. Things that terrify me. Things I crave. His POV: "P-please..." she begs, her voice trembling. I smirk. "You like this, don't you? The way my fingers own you... greedy little thing, I bet you wish it was my cock instead." She moans my name like it's a prayer, but I am no saint. I won't take her to heaven. I'll drag her to hell-my hell. She will be my whore. My kitten. Mine. He is her destruction, but she is his lifeline. And he will never let her go. ⚠️ This story contains dark and extreme themes that may be distressing for some readers. Proceed with caution. ⚠️ Abduction/Kidnapping Captivity & Imprisonment Non-Con/Dub-Con (Non-Consensual & Dubious Consent) Toxic & Abusive Relationships Branding/Marking with Hot Iron Violence & Physical Abuse Sexual Violence & Assault Psychological Manipulation & Gaslighting Stockholm Syndrome Possessive & Controlling Behavior Self-Harm & Suicidal Thoughts Murder & Torture Blood & Gore Weapons & Gun Violence Drugging & Intoxication Human Trafficking Themes Pet Names Used in a Degrading Manner Infidelity & Betrayal Forced Dependency Deprivation (Food, Sleep, etc.) ⚠️ Reader discretion is strongly advised. This book is not suitable for sensitive readers.

[Started Writing : 3rd August, 2023] "For fuck sake, leave me alone." I screamed out as tears commenced gathering in my eyes. He said nothing. He just sat there watching me lose my temper. "Answer me." I growled shooting daggers on his way with my eyes. "Be my girlfriend. You will get everything you lost." "I don't want to be." "You have no choice." Anastasia wants nothing but to get out of the hell hole called 'her life'. They say study hard and then you can earn money and have a good life. But despite having a degree in hands she was still jobless. When life was giving her bitter test then when a devil showed up at the door of her heart, dressed like an angel. The devil wants nothing but a favour from her while promising her everything she wants. Morally grey. That's the definition to construe Alex Vesper. Strict, rude, emotionless, focused and evil. He wants nothing but revenge from a certain someone who might have scratched his ego a little bit. And at that time Anastasia was the best option for him.

I have two rules for surviving college, Stay out of his way. Don't let him see you. But Massimo Bianchi doesn't follow rules-he makes them. The heir to the Bianchi Empire, a man with a dark past and a reputation that chills the blood, Massimo doesn't play nice. And for some reason, he's decided I'm his favourite game. He's ruthless, arrogant, and impossible to ignore, even if I try. I should stay away. I should hate him. But the more I try to escape him, the deeper he pulls me into his dangerous world. The more I hate him, the more he seduces me with his cold smile, his calculating gaze, and his twisted games. I'm not supposed to want him. I'm supposed to keep my distance, keep my secrets, keep my heart locked away. But when the devil himself comes knocking, there's no escape. Not from him. Not from the desire that burns through my every nerve. And the worst part? I think he knows it.