Eden Riorson and Miles Morales have been best friends since they were six. Loving each other has always been simple - safe, familiar, the kind of love that lives quietly in the space between two people who know each other better than anyone else does. But feelings have a way of outgrowing the boxes you put them in. When a lie comes between them and the life they've always known starts shifting beneath their feet, Eden and Miles are forced to reckon with something they've spent years carefully avoiding - the possibility that what they are to each other might be something more than friendship. And that admitting it could cost them everything they've built. Eden has always been better at protecting people than letting them in. Miles has always been better at staying close than telling the truth about why. Some love stories don't begin with sparks. They begin with years. With history and habits and the particular way someone says your name when they mean something more. And sometimes the scariest thing isn't falling in love. It's realizing you already have. But remember, a riorson is never just a riorson. Because a riorson was once a Moretti. Moretti mean guns. Moretti means danger. Moretti means war. Not your average teen romance. Not your average mafia romance. But maybe something in between. 🥇#88 popular 🥇#11 quietboy 🥇#22 hotguys

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"Please...please let me go" Eden whispered, desperation seeping into her pleads, causing Clyde to let out a low chuckle, "I'm never letting you go little one" as his grip tightened on her small wrist.... She wore white lace socks, Mary Jane's that'll soon cause her to blister her skin after she crosses paths with Clyde stone. Intrigued, fascinated...obsessed of the thought of her white socks stained with blood. He had to have Eden Lue. Captured, will she make it. Hi this will be my first story, so probably not the best. Thought to try a dark twisted romance. (This will not be everyone's cup of tea as it may be very dark in some sense)

"𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝." 𝐄𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧: 𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞. 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬-𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚, 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 "𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞" 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐲. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐄𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧-𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐈𝐭

I didn't think my captor would be as maddening as he is captivating. He drags me back to the house I vowed never to return to. He wants answers, and if he needs to, he will rip them out of me. I'm broken down piece by piece by every harsh word and every burning touch. But within the confusion, I can't help but crave him, the way he observes me, the way he controls me. I am consumed by his pain, but also consumed by his presence. I should hate him, Instead I'm falling.

In a quiet Florida town, a nuclear blast shook the sky - but no one died. Months later, children were born. Healthy. Whole. But different. They carried powers no one could explain. When the government found out, they came for the kids - some taken by force, others handed over without a fight. Raised in cold labs, tested like lab rats, these children were never given a choice. Until now. A small group finds the courage to escape - chasing freedom, family, and a life that was stolen from them before it ever began.

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?