"He fucking gave you the bill. Who in their right fucking mind asks the lady to pay?" "Kill him Mio caro, I dare you." ••• Francesca Dimichi has only three mottos in life: 1) always carry more than one weapon. 2) don't get blood on the heels 3) fuck shit up She's untamed, blood thirsty, living life on the edge and a little too sadistic, even for an avid horror movie watcher. Vadim Morozov. There's not much else to say other than he's the infamous Russian don who is known for one thing and one thing only: destruction. Can he tame the untameable or will he show her real destruction? 18+

Alessandro Marcelo, thirty-five, was infatuated by his best friend's eighteen-year-old daughter, Jesse De Rose. He had known her since she was a newborn, watching her grow into a woman each day. Just as she grew, his infatuation for her grew. Thus turning into something bigger. Something more unhealthy. And the fact that he saw her everyday because she just so happened to be best friends with his daughter, Carissa, didn't help his fixation for the younger girl. Jesse, on the other hand, was oblivious to all of his thoughts about her. She wasn't attentive to how he knew everything about her, and the secrets that he kept hidden in the lurking shadows just waiting to combust. Those caliginous fantasies that would eat her up and swallow her life whole. Alessandro didn't find himself obsessed, despite what others thought. He believed that he loved Jesse, and he would do anything in his will power to get her to love him back. 2020-2022. ©sinfulsrose

What will happen when three handsome billionaires will fall for an Innocent soul. Soon their love will change into something dangerous. A obsession! They all are ready to kill everyone who dares to come in between them. -------------------------------------------------- WARNING This novel is based on dark romance genre. If you don't like then, so please don't read. it will surely have mature scenes and abusive language. __________________________________________________ "you were a very bad girl today, Ananya!" said Xavier. I was only able to take a step back but stopped when my back hit a wall or so I thought! That wall was none other than Alexander. His arms wrapped around my waist tightly and he shoved his face in my neck and said "Babygirl! Today we will surely show you, whom you belong to. We tried to be gentle and we sure did tried to be good but now you will see the real us." and in no time Dimriti came forward. His arm wrapped around the back of my knees and he effortlessly hoisted me up on his shoulder before throwing me roughly down on bed. He started stripping down from his clothes with a smirk gracing on his lips. Three of them were now standing in front of me with only their boxer briefs on. I just crawled back and said those words which I am regretting today... "You all are monsters. JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME. I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU THREE" Alexander leaned forward and slapped me hard on my face. "We three don't care whether you love us or not. But tonight we will surely make you ours. And get you pregnant!" -------------------------------------------------- WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN A CRUEL BILLIONAIRES OR I SHOULD SAY DEVILS WILL SET THEIR EYES ON AN INNOCENT SOUL. WILL THEY BREAK HER OR LOVE HER? Peep in to know.....

I was 8 when I got promised to Andrei, my childhood friend. We shared a great bond and comfort with each other. But we didn't love each other. That word wasn't in my vocabulary and perhaps nor in his. I am genophobic. I am scared of sexual intimacy. I married Andrei, not aware of someone's eyes on me all through these years. Danzel Lavigne. I had no idea that my husband's older brother was obsessed with me. Completely, insanely obsessed. He wanted me from the moment he saw me but his father refused. The don can't have a disable as his wife. I am mute. My life turned for worse after Andrei died and I was summoned by the devil. He was supposed to kill me, avenge his brother's death but..did I mention he has a blindspot where I am concerned?

Temptation lies within darkness... Obsession at first sight. That was how I felt when I saw her for the first time, standing with her friends in her pure white dress, which landed just above her knees. It suited her perfectly as her soul was just like the color of her dress. Pure white. Innocent. Angelic. The moment I saw her, I had the desire to claim her and possess her in every possible way. And I would. I would claim her- mind, body, and soul. By the time I am done with her, she will crave me the same way I crave her. She would need me the way she needs air to live. But for that, I would have to steal her from her life. I would need to Bind her by Force. _____________________ It's a standalone novel.

*Mature Warning* 18+ Content 🔞 Please Don't Report Layla Carson is a part time photographer for her aunt, that's was not Layla's passion and she half assed it most of the time. Her aunt was rude, snobby and picked on Layla for everything she did including the fact that she was nothing like her dead parents. Layla's parents were beautiful human beings, her mother was a model and her father was a professional photographer. They met on set, Layla begged for the love they shared until they died. Layla was never like them, she strived to do gymnastics and dance. Layla was a writer, a painter, a poet but nobody ever believed she would ever be anything amazing. Layla was small, beautiful and only had 2 friends by her side until she met Zafar, and she became His Plain Obsession Zafar Moonstar was a model, everyone adored him and his dark complexion with his eyes that shone like stars. He was cold, he despised woman with every bone in his body after what his birth mother did. He made them cry if they touched him and had a few bodily harm charges on his name because of his hatred for anything with a vagina. Some called him abusive, others called him dark and obsessive to control his life perfectly without error. Until he met her, the woman who was nothing like the specie he despised. She was free, walking on air in a world he had never been a part of. He wanted her, he needed her and he would have her. She would be His Plain Obsession

Amara has her whole life ahead of her. A smart and resourceful girl with opportunities she could only ever dream about will be just that: dreams. Lured by beauty and trapped by a man she should have been smart enough to see coming, she must persevere and survive a psychopath's sick obsession. But how far is she willing to go with her sanity and sense of self dangling by a thread? Maybe if she hadn't paid too much attention to the news detailing the graphic manner in which the girls who came before her were tortured and killed, she could be stronger, could be wiser. All that's left is the knowledge that she can't be another one of his victims. A victim is the furthest thing Daniel sees her as. A victim to her premonitions, perhaps, but a saving grace to him. He can't claim her life like he did the others, not like that. He intends to claim her in a wholly different way. He is convinced that she was made for him and he was made for her. Daniel's unabashed need for Amara catapults her into a world of death, darkness, and obsession. Obsession that kills. Obsession that yearns. Obsession that he must embrace in order to protect her from it.