Selera is the youngest and last of the Dravenmoor family to start at the strongest war academy among the seven planets. She was born without magic, something no one in the family neither vampires, fairies, nor humans has ever experienced. The Dravenmoor family is the strongest of all and part of The Five, and Selera is forced to train for the war against the planet Lunara, which has been ongoing for four years. She grew up in a cold home without love from her parents, who rejected her because her magic never appeared. Selera has trained her whole life to defend herself without powers and has promised herself she will not die at the academy no matter the cost. Her older brother Taren, who is in his third year at the academy, has warned her to stay away from Xavi Mayfield his friend and prince of the planet Thalmyr. Xavi, who, like Selera, grew up without love, is cold, cynical, and possesses extremely strong powers. He destroys anything that stands in his way. Yet Selera cannot stay away from him, even though she knows it's dangerous.

Elora, eine 22-jährige Studentin, konzentriert sich ganz auf ihr Studium. Nach schmerzhaften Erfahrungen in der Vergangenheit hat sie beschlossen, keine neue Beziehung einzugehen. Devian, der 25-jährige Superstar der deutschen Rap-Szene, führt ein Leben im Rampenlicht und verborgen hinter einer Maske. Als sich ihre Wege auf unerwartete Weise kreuzen, empfindet Elora keine Anziehung zu ihm, doch das Geheimnis, das er hütet, könnte sie beide mit ähnlichen Verletzungen verbinden. ✩ »𝑫𝒖 𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒉𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒊𝒓. 𝑾𝒆𝒏𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏, 𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒍ü𝒉𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒉𝒓𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆.«

Book 3 of the 𝕱𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖇 series {Standalone} 𑁍 𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓'𝖙 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖓 𑁍 𝕷𝖔𝖑𝖆 𝕾𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝕷𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖊 is a sweet, kind, and reserved young woman whose only wish in life is to be loved. However, her childhood begs to differ, and as she comes of age, her father decides to marry her to the most psychotic man. Two years later, Lola manages to escape from her arranged marriage and have a new start. She has experienced enough pain to make her despise the world, but she still has one dream... Love 𝖃𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖊𝖗 𝕬𝖙𝖑𝖆𝖘 𝕲𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖎𝖆, by the mere age of ten, he became a killer. By the age of sixteen, he became the don of the Spanish mafia. By the age of twenty-seven, he is considered the most cold-hearted and cruel don to ever exist. With enough blood on his hands to paint rivers, he has no weakness. Until her. 𝕰𝖑𝖎𝖏𝖆𝖍 𝕶𝖆𝖓𝖊 𝕯𝖎𝖆𝖟, born in blood and drowned in sin, is the underboss of the mafia. There is nothing but sarcasm running through his veins. He has the looks and tattoos, but most importantly, he packs a punch. He never desired love. Until her. 𝕹𝖔𝖆𝖍 𝕱𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖝 𝕻𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖟, also known as Diablo, is literally built for sin. Ruthless, heartless, and merciless. He only has three interests: cars, blood, and blackjack. Until her. Lola has all three powerful men wrapped around her little finger. But with power comes danger, as does her own past. Making her a target. But these men will go to any length to keep her safe. Because she is theirs and they are hers. ⚠️There will be violent and explicit content in this book. Recommended to readers 18+⚠️ ❗️I don't own any of the photos. I just made the aesthetics.

„Hör auf Verstecken zu spielen kleine Minerva du entkommst uns sowieso nicht" Die 21 Jahre Minerva wollte einfach nur einen unvergesslichen Urlaub mit ihren zwei Besten Freunden machen aber das Schicksal hatte andere Pläne mit ihr. An ihrem ersten Abend in New York, gerät sie direkt in die Fänge der Serventino's Brüder. Die eine Familie die ihr Leben zerstört. Triggerwarnung !! Bitte Lesen Dies ist eine fiktive Geschichte die weder eine Moral noch ein Weltbild darbietet! Alle Handlungen und Personen in diesem Buch sind frei erfunden. Einige Kapitel enthalten Entführung, grafisch beschriebene sexuelle Gewalt und andere Missbrauchsformen besitzergreifendes Verhalten, Drogenmissbrauch, Alkoholkonsum, Mord, Waffen, Folter, Erniedrigung, Demütigung, Panikattacken. Wenn dich eines dieser Themen Triggert ist diese Geschichte nix für dich.

Darkromance ______ Der schwarze Rabe sitzt wieder vor meinem Fenster... Nebel zieht über die kleine Stadt. Sirenen sind in der Ferne zu sehen. Der Fernseher im Hintergrund läuft. Ein Mann berichtet über die schlimme Tat, die sich gestern ereignet hat. Meine innere Stimme flüstert mir zu ... "Du wirst herausfinden, wer es war..." Doch ich ignoriere sie und blicke zur dunklen Straße herab. Daxton steigt hinten in den dunklen Wagen ein. Unser Chauffeur schließt die Tür. Sie fahren zum großen Tor und lassen mich allein zurück. Alleine mit dem Raben, der mich ansieht, als würde er mir etwas sagen wollen. _ Cover by Canva Geschrieben von zwei Hobbyautoren ❤️

Luciella Morelli wohnt mit ihren Eltern in Rom,sie hat eine beste Freundin die in der Türkei lebt aber öfters mit ihrer Familie in Rom ist,als sie Ferien hat lernt sie Can kennen der mit seiner Familie in Rom Urlaub macht,zuerst zeigt sie in nur die schönsten Orte bis sie sich plötzlich näher kommen nur das war der größte Fehler nur damals wusste sie das noch nicht.

Suddenly, a painful wince left her mouth as she was dropped onto the floor, her skin making contact with the cold floor. Although she avoided eye contact, she could see her backpack being dragged away from her. Tears flowed down her cheeks when she heard the contents rattling down onto the floor. The erotica landed there almost perfectly on display for him. He noticed the book instantly and chuckled, picking it up and analysing it like some sort of piece from a museum. "Honestly, I always knew you were a freak," he said, lowly, stalking towards her. His large hands wrapped around the sides of her waist, lifting her up again as if she weighed no more than a feather. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his torso, the material from her skirt bunching up at her waist. "Always reading those types of books," she could smell his cologne. "Remember when you came up to me, showing me a book where the girl called her boyfriend something when they were fucking, hm?" he asked, and smirked when her body tensed. Alina remembered that day too well for other reasons. That discovery was only the beginning. "Then I said you can call me that, it was only a joke, Lina," she looked up to him innocently when she heard the nickname, "But it became so normal, because you loved calling me that, didn't you?" he whispered into her ear. The girl in his arms didn't dare say a word and because of that, he pushed her further into the wall until her back was completely against the wall. The gap between her and him was also becoming smaller. A little gasp left her lips when she felt him grinding himself on her. She bit her lips, shamelessly enjoying the feeling with the guy she swore to hate, when really, she still loved him. "And what was the word?" he already knew. A blush decorated her face. "D-daddy..." she moaned, barely audible. ・❥・best friends to enemies to lovers ・❥・ ・❥・warning; DDLG, verbal abuse, self-harm, dirty talk, smut ・❥・