She thought he was the man of her dreams But he quickly turned out to be a nightmare. Mylene Henderson, the daughter of two general store owners, has had a crush on Sunset Cove golden boy, Chase Richards ever since she knew what a crush was. But there were three problems that came with that; She was black, he was white, they lived in 1968 North Carolina and her mother expressly forbade her from going after him. But when an accident brings them together, it was just the spark they needed to start the flames of their passionate and toxic relationship. 18+, DARK ROMANCE, CONTENT WARNING INSIDE, MINORS DNI

"I'll ask you again Angelina...why have you been avoiding me?" "I haven't been avoiding you." His expression didn't change, but his eyes glinted with malevolent humor. Reaching out he pinched her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze, "Denial doesn't suit you, Angel," Her jaw ticked and her fierce glare burned into him, "I'd love it if you put that much thought into how fucking crazy you're acting right now." "Maybe if you weren't so set on avoiding me, I wouldn't be acting crazy," She scowled, "Mateo I don't know what sick little game you came here with the intention of playing, but let me remind you of something Boy, I' a grown fucking woman, I practically raised your ass, so amma ask you as kindly as I can to quit this shit before it goes any further." He chuckled, "You think I'm some little boy playing games here Angel," Her temper flared and she snapped, "What else could it damn be Mateo? I'm dating your father, you're a child, my son's best friend, yet look at what you're doing, how else can you explain this except it being some sick little game." Her ire gave way to a sense of loss, frustration, and disappointment the more she said. This wasn't the boy she knew. "Look, please, just stop whatever this is you don't have to do any of this shit, it's not worth it, we can forget this even happened, just stop before it gets out of hand, please," she implored frustratedly. Cocking his head to the side he chuckled darkly, "You really don't get it, do you?" Shrinking back, her breath hitched as he leaned in, caging her even further and pinching her jaw in an almost bruising grip, forcing her to keep looking at him as he completely trapped her. "You know...for a moment I was almost convinced" he cooed, voice laced with sadistic humor, lips mere inches away from her face, and gaze burning with primal intensity he whispered. "But how could I believe you-when not even you... believe the bullshit that just came out of your mouth."

not mine. for offline reading purposes only. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- 3rd book in Yuan Yuan's series 老梗也是梗系列之(AKA We were supposed to have died in a plane crash, instead we transmigrated). The stories consist of three modern settings and three historical. - This was simply a live-action dog blood TV drama! She did not die from the plane crash, but transmigrated into an ancient woman disguised as the worst black sheep of a man. She also had an elder brother who wasn't related to her by blood... Her innate anti-evil sensor told her that this ice-cold man was very dangerous. She had to be very careful or she would be seen through. But how could she imagine that ice cold man was not only watching her, but peeked at her taking a bath. She is not only exposed as a woman, but also everything was seen! This ancient man was really responsible and wanted to marry her?! Mother! How could she escape now? Caught in a spiral of bad luck and getting 'punished' by the ice man. But, they are nominally brothers! Besides he also had a fiance so she must hold on to her heart. It was already miserable enough transmigrating to ancient times, but why would she want to be a third wheel...

One wants to be good, One prefers a mess and horrid screams, The other has refined taste and prefers to savour all moments with any victim, And one sets his eyes on an unsuspecting pair of bamboo brown eyes. However, they all agree on one thing; She was theirs...all theirs. Her name could have been Ivy, but she was no poison Only sweet; their sweet, sweet Ivy

Recommended for readers 18+ DARK ROMANCE (BWWM) Book 1-Her Unknown Fate Book 1.5- Her Loyalty Book 2-Her Legacy Book 3-Their Empire ‼️MATURE CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNING DON'T START READING EXPECTING IT TO BE RAINBOWS AND UNICORNS.LAST WARNING IF YOU'VE NEVER READ A DARK ROMANCE DON'T BE BRAVE NOW.THIS ISN'T THAT BUTTERFLIES IN YOUR STOMACH TYPE OF LOVE STORY. Jenelle grew up with everything she could ask for except the attention from her parents.While raising herself she's always relied on her instincts to keep her and the people around her safe.When her instincts warn her to stay far away from a beautiful devil she listens. What happens when that same man decides that Jenelle is the woman he wants to inflict his pain on? Ambrossio is a man that many fear and he's decided that Jenelle's blood,pain,tears and body belongs to him and he'll do whatever it takes to have her. Will Jenelle survive Ambrossio or will she die like the others? THESE CHAPTERS ARE NOT EDITED.I'm only writing this for fun.This is my first story.I'm not sure which direction the story will go. Please be kind and leave a review.Hate will not be tolerated. FYI- I write long chapters unless I'm busy with school☺️. Start:8/23/2021 End: 9/12/2021

....where only one thing is required: your silence

All it takes is one shared glance to win over his intrigue, one touch to draw him in, and your love to win his obsession...

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.