After spending a night together, Alani never expected to see Valerio again. That is, until three months later when their paths meet once more. "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒆𝒕, 𝑨𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒊," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚, 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌. 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒕, 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅. 𝑰 𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓. 𝑰 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅 - 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅.

I met a girl six years back. She was everything I thought I never wanted. But how incredibly wrong was I? But one day she left. Just like that. For a moment I felt like I had her, I felt like I had this future I never dared to imagine before. I felt wrong because days become weeks and months become years but I never found her. Who could have thought that the woman I have been desperately looking for, the woman who promised to marry me will be sitting in front of me as my business partner? "When you decided to run away 6 years ago you should have stayed hidden. Because you are so fucked, Mara." Marilyn Harrison is a lady of secrets. When every night she locked herself in the room and tried so hard to cry silently some of those tears were not for her family but rather for someone else. But one day she came out of that room wearing a black dress and the darkest shade of red lipstick. Since then we never saw Marilyn shed a single tear until...now. She refused therapy. She accepted the pain. She didn't want the pain to go away. But maybe they were wrong. Wrong that everything that she cared about is long gone because this man who stood in front of them is holding a string of her heart that her mind is fighting so hard to abandon. Read the story of two business typhoon fighting their way to get what they deserve while facing their twisted history. Is it fate which bought them together after six-year or an omen? This story entirely belongs to me. You better not copy it. WARNINGS🛑 Contains mature scenes Sexual abuse, rape, physical violence are depicted in this stories. (Read it at you own risk.)

THIS IS FOR ALL THE PEOPLE OUT THERE THAT JUST WANT TO END IT ALL. All the people wishing to die. And for those that do, but are still here, you are loved. And I admire you for hanging on for so long. So keep hanging on. Hold onto the life that God has given you. <3

Here is a collection of thoughts, feelings and emotions of people living with mental illnesses. Because they're not illnesses, they're a way of life. If you want to become part of the project, message me your thoughts/feelings/emotions in a paragraph or more and I'll add it to the book. Please do not comment anything horrible as it is hard enough to put this stuff into words as it is, adding the possible judgement of others would only make it harder.

A story in which a girl falls in love with a sociopath. Highest ranks: #1 in Teen Fiction, #1 in Humor, #12 in New Adult, #26 in Romance.

Some rumours are left alone, ignored and left hungry for more. Some rumours are proven wrong, forgotten as time passed. However, some rumours can lead to something more, Something incredible.

Anna steals a kiss from an unsuspecting Joe and runs away. He catches her soon and makes her pay. Read how the hopelessly romantic Anna and the strictly casual Joe try to get along.

Hate at First Sight: Zack Collins was the playboy everybody wanted to be friend with at college, he had the brain, looks and fortune that made girls drool over him everywhere he went, and made him tabloids' gossip whenever he was caught with a female, but little did they know that he only wanted a couple of things in life, most importantly: succeeding in order to earn his place in his grandfather's company, and getting rid of a certain girl, named Nadia Mathews. Nadia Mathews was living in a fairy tale, where she managed to create a bubble full of joy for herself after she buried her past deep down in her heart. People saw her as the ruthless, arrogant, confident and beautiful heiress of the Mathews, the girl who never gave the public something to talk about, making her pretty perfect to everybody. 'Or was she?' Everyone adored her, except a certain guy, named Zack Collins. Under name of coincidence, fate and mutual alliance, Zack and Nadia found themselves under the same roof for an entire year, can they handle staying together for that long? Will their hearts come together as one when hidden truths are discovered and Inevitable people come to the picture? The link of the trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Y5dGZ8biEY Enjoy reading!! #JustWriteIt

"Please, It's not what you think", she cried. "Forget it. Forget about me, forget about us, forget we even had this relationship because I was a fool to think you were the one for me", he angrily exclaimed pushing her away... She stood there crying, hating herself as she watched the person she loved walk away and out of her life. How fast and sad it is to see a 2 year relationship broken in just a split second... ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ & ғɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ɪɴ... "𝑀𝑦 𝐿𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑆𝑜𝑢𝑙 | 𝑇𝑎𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑒 𝑓𝑡. 𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑘𝑜𝑜𝑘".... Currently on hold..

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror