I watched her, wanting her and waiting for her. No more can I take watching her from the shadows, no longer can I just be happy with the distance between us, no more can I pretend we share a house when she doesn't live with me. It's now time to finally make my dream come true. It's time my wife comes home. Let's take this journey with Abby to see how she handles her new life. Will he succeed in brainwashing her into becoming his perfect wife, or will she find the strength she needs to survive. ●Trigger warning- This will be a very dark read. Please check out the tag list and will contain violence in every way. ● -NOT EDITED YET-

My Husband, My Tormentor I never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn. Everything seemed to be going well-I had escaped from my past to start fresh in a new country, a new city. But he ruined those plans. His entry into my life was unexpected-maybe even unwanted. I agreed to marry him, foolishly thinking he would tire of me and set me free, that I'd slip back into the life I'd dreamed of. But he flipped my world, locked every door, and cut off every path. Now, there's no way out. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. Nowhere to go but back to him. Still, I cling to a sliver of hope. can I escape from him? Can I... or can't I? | | Mature content 18+| |

𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||

𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝟏 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐔𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐋𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝 𝐱 𝐃𝐚𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐨𝐫 Dedication: "The ones who believe that their trauma is another reason they can never be loved..." ~How could she marry a already shattered man~ ~The day Heath Michael Lloyd marries Dahlia Dior is the day she will be destroyed~ ~How could a already shattered man marry a already broken woman~ A man who has lost more than he has gained... A woman who has gained nothing and wished for nothing but peace... "I felt neglected. That's when he entered my life, and I married him. Yet I still fear the thought that one day he will hate me for loving him..." _______________________________________ THE UNWANTED BROKEN WIFE | THE TAKEN SHATTERED HUSBAND 𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 #1 - Duet #1 - Unconditional #1 - Heightdifference ADDED TO WATTYS! 𝐁𝐲 @𝐡𝐡𝐬𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝟎𝟔

"Abort it." "Excuse me ?" "Abort that thing inside of you!" He shouts in my face. I put my hands on his chest, trying to put some space between us. The man didn't even budge. "I'm not aborting my baby!" I feel strong hands wrap around my throat, and the next thing I know, I'm being lifted off the floor, fighting for air. "Listen here, you bitch you will abort that child, and if you don't, I'll personally kill you both myself. I'm a man of my word. Do not test me." He spat dead calm. Elora finds herself in a sticky position when her brother was in a terrible car accident, leading to an expensive medical bill that neither of them could afford. Her parents died when she was young, leaving her brother as her sole guardian. The two had been incredibly close over the years, and she had to find a way to help him in his current position. She had no choice but to sleep with a man she knew nothing about for money to cover the hospital bill, but later found out she was pregnant. The worst-case scenario is that the father wants nothing to do with her and the unborn child. After three years of guilt, pain, and regret, the two cross paths once more, and Elora struggles to make the right decisions as he was determined to be in their little girl's life. It's gonna be a bumpy ride!! #1-rejection 18.01.2025 #1-conflict 18.01.2025 #1-mistakes 22.07.2025 •Published: Oct 5, 2021

Squal of UNWANTED UGLY WIFE. CAN'T BE READ AS STAND ALONE. ~~ When your UNWANTED UGLY WIFE leave you, because she was betrayed . It is what she thought and he thought she betrayed him. But things get clear to him but to her it was still foggy and now he want her back. But what if she left him behind the day, she left him and start a new life with new people,new life partner, new lifestyle... Is it will be easy to get her back for John? No it is not. It is too tough. And some serects to reaveal, some emotions to reflect, some tragedy to bear... ----- I made part to enter watty.. 🤐

Book 2 "Anything?" He whispered smirking again. "Yes." She whispered shakily, knowing what the possibilities could be. "I want children." He stated, continuing to caress her neck with his lips. She bit her lip as they trembled. It was the one thing she didn't want yet, but if it meant she would be allowed to go to University then she would do it. She nodded in response, unable to say the word. He stopped and grabbed her hand, tugging her up to their room. She obediently climbed on the bed and laid down in the middle, closing her eyes tightly. Samir straddled her thighs, biting his lip as he stared down at his wife. She was beautiful. She wasn't skinny, but she wasn't fat either. She was somewhere in between, her stomach had a soft curve to it and she was gifted at the top and bottom. He spread her legs, pushing his muscly thigh between hers, leaning over her again. Behind her closed eyes, she could feel tears of fear forming at what would happen. He was touching her rather gently, she preferred if he would just hurry and finish the process, but it seemed he had other ideas. "I'm going to impregnate you one after the other baby-doll." He whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe. She gasped, opening her eyes wide. "I won't be able to study!" She stated shocked as she felt his warm fingers tickle her stomach. "Too late. You already agreed." He smirked against her neck. ♡°•●○___________________________○●•°♡ Zahara, a sweet girl who has just turned 18, was very bright and had a lot of hopes and dreams for her future. Her life was going perfectly planned, she had her admission her dream university, great friends and family. Everything is thrown put of control, when her parents tell her that she was betrothed and it is finally time. Z.A.B Slow updates. (uploaded on 1st Oct 22)

Description: What happens when a strong-willed woman is forced into a marriage with a cold, business-minded man? His world of power and control meets her rebellious spirit, and their arranged marriage turns into a battlefield of hearts. Will love grow where there's no room for it, or will they both be left with nothing but a contract? This is my first time writing, and I'd love for you to give my story a chance. Please no hate comments-just positive feedback and encouragement are welcome. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I'm enjoying writing it!

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

Lucie 26 ans, organise toutes sortes d'événements : mariage, soirée, speed dating. Entre son boulot et... son boulot, elle n'a pas le temps de rencontrer des hommes et de s'investir dans une relation Samuel a 46 ans, divorcé, deux enfants et sous chef dans un restaurant étoilé. Ce qui compte le plus pour lui c'est son boulot et ses enfants. 6 ans qu'il n'a pas touché de femmes depuis son ex et ça ne l'intéresse plus. C'est sans compter sur son meilleur ami Eux croient ne passer qu'une nuit sans lendemain, le destin, lui, en a décidé autrement Je me permets d'ajouter que j'ai tenu à écrire cette histoire car je suis en couple avec un homme de 23 ans de plus que moi et je veux montrer à travers cette fiction une histoire avec ces hauts et ces bas.