*COMPLETED* A dark-mafia romance revolving around marriage crisis. ___ Given at the tender age of twenty, Amara Morozóv found herself trapped in the clutches of a powerful and ruthless leader. She had always anticipated being confined to a life of darkness, but little did she know that it would be the very leader himself who would claim her as his possession. As time passed, Amara remained unable to penetrate the icy facade that enveloped Aiden Ross Morozóv. He had made a solemn promise to keep her at arm's length, even as she carried his bloodline, their heir. Amara did everything, she's still trying.

Copyright © 2025 by Bookish Dae After a year of enduring her husband Silas's constant, subtle comparisons to his impeccably ambitious and model-esque coworker, Dalia Jackson reaches her breaking point when he dismisses her homemaking as laziness and her voluptuous body as a lack of discipline.

He called her his. His ol' lady. His wife. Property of Clutch. Rebecca "Bex" Pierce never belonged to anyone. She chose him. She stood beside him. She wore his patch with pride. Until the night he chose wrong. When a lie tears through the Dawnbreakers MC, loyalty turns toxic and pride turns cruel. In front of his brothers, in front of the clubhouse, Clutch does the one thing Bex never thought he would. He doesn't hit her. He doesn't cheat. He just doesn't believe her. And if he doesn't believe her? Then the patch means nothing. So she takes it off herself. Throws it at his feet. And walks away from the only life she's ever known. No protection. No club. No husband. The fallout fractures the Dawnbreakers from the inside out. Secrets unravel. Brothers fall. The club reforms. But the woman he lost? She isn't waiting to be claimed again. If Clutch wants his wife back, he won't just have to apologize. He'll have to rebuild everything he broke. Publicly. Relentlessly. Without expecting forgiveness. Because this time, she isn't property of anyone. Not even him. This story was born inside the Grovel & Betrayal Facebook group during a live "build-a-book" day. You asked for: • Public humiliation • Believed-the-wrong-person betrayal • Nuclear heartbreak • A man who has to earn her back And as I was reading your comments, one character kept echoing in my head. Clutch. You met him in Unlawful Hearts. You saw the quiet weight he carried. You heard him whisper to Remi. You watched him stand in the fire with the Dawnbreakers. This is his story. Welcome back to the Redemption Road world, this is within the same timeline as Unlawful Hearts.

Luna agree to be a surrogate for a powerful mafia boss, Stefan Moretti-cold, calculating, and emotionally unavailable. But what begins as a business transaction spirals into an emotional storm. Stefan never believed in love. Never wanted it. But once you're carrying his child, he becomes obsessed-with your safety, your body, and your heart. And you're not sure whether to run, or fall.

The CEO's Forbidden Babysitter An addictive age-gap, forbidden romance. 18+ only. Steamy, explicit, and unapologetically hot. Lila Reynolds is nineteen, a shy first-year college student, and still a virgin-until the night everything changes. When her father's boss, the powerful and devastatingly handsome CEO Marcus Blackwood, calls in a panic because his nanny bails, Lila steps in to babysit his two young children. What starts as a one-time favor quickly becomes her regular side gig: twice a week in his sprawling luxury home, playing with Liam and Sophie while Marcus works late. At forty-seven, Marcus is everything the boys her age aren't-confident, commanding, experienced, and dangerously attentive. His lingering glances make her pulse race. His low, teasing compliments leave her blushing and breathless. A brush of fingers when he hands her cash. A whispered "You're trouble, princess" that sends heat straight between her thighs. For weeks, the tension simmers: playful flirting, stolen looks, almost-kisses that leave them both aching. Lila tells herself it's harmless. Marcus tells himself he can control it. Until the night the kids fall asleep early, the house is silent, and neither of them can pretend anymore. One heated confession. One slow, careful first time that shatters her innocence forever. One rule broken: she's his now. What follows is raw, addictive passion-stolen moments on the kitchen counter, desperate nights in his bed, risky quickies in his office, whispered dirty promises while the world outside stays oblivious. But secrets like theirs don't stay hidden forever. Her father works for him. The age gap is scandalous. And the deeper they fall, the harder it becomes to walk away. Can a forbidden affair between the powerful CEO and his innocent babysitter survive the fallout... or will it burn them both?

Willa Raven was never supposed to have a designation. Omegas went extinct years ago-until the scientists dragged her into a white room and forced one to awaken in her veins. Now she's trapped in a facility that treats her like a specimen, watched by cameras, syringes... and three men she was never meant to meet. A silent Alpha kept in chains, a gentle-eyed apprentice with secrets behind his calm facade, and a boyish voice in the dark whose scent makes her purr. Her body says she belongs to them. Her mind says run.

He owned her life. And he just legally married her without her consent. Evelyn Reed's life is a meticulously organized hell. Her tormentor? Rhys Kingston, her impossibly handsome, relentlessly cruel billionaire boss. He demands perfection, controls her every move, and just forced her to move into an apartment mere minutes from his penthouse. He's a devil in designer suits, and Evelyn is ready to snap. When she finally demands a two-week party vacation - a desperate escape to sun, sin, and a chance to get laid - Rhys's icy composure shatters. He forbids it, protests it, and even shows up at her door with her favorite takeout, his eyes burning with an unsettling, possessive fear. But Evelyn goes anyway. She's finally free. For one night, she's dancing, flirting, and moments away from a scorching kiss with a gorgeous stranger... until a furious, uninvited hand shoves him back. It's Rhys. He didn't just crash her vacation; he's invaded her life. And when she finds him half-naked in her hotel room, claiming to be her husband to the front desk, Evelyn discovers the horrifying truth: Rhys isn't just an obsessive boss. He's a man driven to the brink, who - in a shocking act of calculated desperation - already legally married her without her knowledge. Trapped in his sprawling villa, forced into a shotgun wedding by his formidable grandmother, Evelyn's world spins out of control. But the ultimate revelation comes late one night: a glowing computer screen, her bikini photo, and Rhys in the dark, clutching her stolen lingerie. He's not just obsessed. He's pathologically, erotically hers. Can Evelyn survive her marriage to a man who literally stole her freedom for love? Or will his dark obsession consume her, body and soul? 🔥 OBSESSED BILLIONAIRE BOSS | FORCED MARRIAGE | GRUMPY SUNSHINE | SLOW BURN SPICE 🔥

Synopsis _ What I said to him and his hand on my stomach was like stimulator, before I knew it I found myself on the floor. I placed my hand on my abdomen, in an attempt to protect our unborn baby. "Oomph" I groaned at the pain, as my butt hit the floor. Nate stood staring at me, with red eyes. To be precise, my stomach. I used my left hand which I used to prop myself from the fall, after he pushed me in an attempt to assist my right hand in protecting my stomach. It was bone chilling. I was so frightened, i could feel cold sweat on my forehead. "Let go of me you bastard" I said trying to loosen his grip from my hair. He only let go after he pulled me to the coffee table , in a kneeling position. "Now fucking sign it, don't let me completely lose my temper. Or I swear to God, you won't believe what's going to happen to you" My red hair fell loosely on my face, the pain from my scalp was evident to what Nate could do if I resisted. - Everybody seems to crave tales of unlikely love, like the rich boy and poor girl or the rich heir and humble maid. I wish more stories would focus on the authenticity of human experiences rather than make such clichéd storylines. My story is a testament to resilience and perseverance through misfortune. What I've gone through has been nothing but "expect the unexpected." 'My name is Ashley, his ex-wife.' "Can't believe I'm still rolling with the punches" #Forgive#Forgiveness#Pregnancy#PregnantAndAlone#Baby#Betrayal#Billionaire#CEO#Reunionr#Motherhood#Secondchance ******* #BeyondTheBreak #AshleysStory #Forgive #Forgiveness #WattpadCommunity #RomanceDrama #Pregnancy #SingleMother #ReadersOfWattpad

Nineteen-year-old Dahlia took the job for the paycheck, plain and simple. When she signed up to babysit five-year-old Mia, she expected nothing more than a few hours of coloring books and easy money to help get her life started. She didn't expect to walk into a house that felt like a beautifully decorated cage. Christian was only twenty-two, but he had been playing the role of a husband and father since he was seventeen. A single night's mistake with Harper had turned into a lifetime of commitment. He lived in a house he was forced to buy, married to a woman who treated their daughter like an inconvenience. He stayed with her only for Mia, working from home in a quiet, isolated world while Harper spent her days anywhere but with her family. Dahlia was the first breath of fresh air the house had seen in years. She didn't just watch the clock; she genuinely cared for Mia in a way Harper never did. As Christian watched her from his home office, the distance between them started to feel unbearable. While Harper was out, the house grew quiet, and the air between Dahlia and Christian grew heavy. Every shared laugh over Mia's jokes and every lingering look in the house made the truth harder to ignore. Dahlia felt the crushing weight of the guilt, reminding herself that he belonged to someone else. She wasn't the girl who crossed lines or ruined marriages... until she was. #3 in love

She loved him loudly. He loved her quietly-only when it was convenient. Leah believed two years of love meant security, a future, a place she could finally call hers. Yet, every time it mattered, he chose someone else. A best friend. A familiar comfort. A silence that hurts more than betrayal. This is a story about emotional neglect, unspoken loyalties, and the slow realization that love without priority is a form of loss. It asks a difficult question: How long can you stay where you are never fully chosen?