Jacklyn Cordy is trying her best to live a normal life after witnessing a horrific crime. After receiving an anonymous note, she realizes no matter how hard she tries, life as she once knew was gone. And just like that, everything is taken from her. "He gripped my chin with his hand, forcing my eyes to his. "I'll be back for you baby. You'll see me soon." " WARNING: suicide, sexual assault, abuse, and strong language.

𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐛/𝐰 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. 𝑰𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓. She is kind. They are cruel. She has never hurt a soul. Their hands are dyed in blood every day. She is an angel. Even demons fear them. She wants nothing to do with them. They will never let her go. She is their twisted love. Iris. 19-year-old girl. She loves reading and spending her entire day in her room with her laptop and geeky stuff. Elias and Jasper. The Sinclair Brothers. 28-year-old. They are cold-blooded, ruthless, and arrogant businessmen. Not caring about anyone but themselves. They want it they get. Now they have set their eyes on the sweet little Iris, and they will do anything to make her theirs. Book 1 in The LOVE series Warning: contains foul language, dark themes, and a lot of mature themes with kinks. #1 in manipulation (20.12.2023) #1 in captive (17.04.2023) #1 in bxgxb (10.07.2023) #1 in bdsmrelationship (20.12.2022) #1 in mfm (30.12.2022) #1 in dark (09.03.2023) #1 in forced relationship (23.06.2023) #1 in submissive (18.06.2023) #2 in obsessive (30.12.2022) #3 in daddy (16.03.2023) #4 in obsession (18.12.2021)

He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.