COMPLETE Let me make this crystal clear, because you don't seem to understand," he said, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with venom. "I paid for you to be my wife. That means you do what I say. You're mine now." He flicked a check toward me, and it fluttered to the ground between us. I couldn't look away from him, though my chest tightened in panic. My hands shook as I fought back tears, refusing to let him see me break. But he wasn't finished. "What did you expect?" he scoffed, eyes narrowing. "This is what gold diggers like you get. Money has a price, and now you're paying yours. Enjoy it, wife." Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in the massive, empty living room-speechless, breathless, and drowning in disbelief. I never expected this. © MaryRose 2018. All rights reserved. Content Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of physical and verbal abuse. Reader discretion is advised. My intention is not to romanticize or condone abusive behavior but to present a fictional story for entertainment purposes only. If themes of violence, toxic relationships, or power imbalances are triggering, please proceed with caution or choose a different story. This is a work of fiction and should not be taken as a guide to real-life relationships. Offensive or disruptive comments will be removed to maintain a positive reading experience for all.

"You see him as an heir of your empire and not as a family member. All you care about is the inheritance and not the child. If all you want is an heir then why not marry someone and produce as many heirs as you want." She stopped as she narrowed her eyes at him. And then with a mocking expression she continued, "Or is it that you are unable to Re.Pro.Duce??" seeing the angry flush on his face her heart smiled with satisfaction. But before she could celebrate her little victory against him he pulled her from her wrist and she collided with his hard chest. Snaking an arm around her waist he held her tightly as she struggled in his hold. "Don't play with fire, Ms Lilly Jones or don't complain to me later if you end up getting burned." "I've never hated anyone as much as I hate you." she spitted. "The feelings are mutual then, sweetheart." he smiled. _______________ He married her to fulfil a promise he had made long ago. She was supposed to be a bride in name only, a wife just on papers. Then why he felt an undeniable hunger in him every time she met his gaze. Desiring her wasn't a part of his plans. He has never wanted anything as much as he wanted her. And that's where everything started to take an unexpected turn... Started on : 27 Dec 2020 Completed on :12 March 2021 ------------- Word count : I'll tell you when I'm done counting 😪

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Published Dec 10th 2025 Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

(Completed) Carrying the bag pack, I run. I run from the man I love. The man who is the father of my unborn children. I brush past the security check, giving my ticket to the girl sitting outside the entry of the plane. She smiles at me. Fake. I smile back and pull the ticket from her outstretched hand, and rush to the entrance of the plane. That's weird. The whole plane is empty. I turn back, and there he is. Adrian Donati, my husband, the love of my life. "Please don't stop on my account." He says pinning me with his piercing greys. I look around. Escape tattooed in my brain. But I find none. "What did you think, that you could run from me and take my children with you?" He says getting up as he buttons his suit jacket. "They are not yours. You lost any right over them when you left me at the altar. Now they're just mine." I say, all sense leaving me. "Oh I got all rights over them, since the day my sperm made them up. And kitten, you're still my wife remember. This is not over." He says walking close to me. Way too close. Pulling me close by my waist, he rests his head on the crook of my neck, his lips brushing my skin ever so lightly as he speaks. "Quit running from me and come home. You're straining yourself and my children." He says as if it is the most normal thing to do. Savannah Greene. Hot-headed girl, whose seen her adoptive parents die right before her. All she wants in life is a good future for her adoptive brother Jackson, and freedom from her abusive aunt, Maria. Adrian Donati. Man of power and control. Has looks that can make you drop your panties. And gets what he wants, by hook or crook. And he loves his company above all. When these two meet, electricity cracks and sparks fly. Lips meet, hearts break, and profanities fly. But in the end will love save them both? Book one of the Billionaire Bad Boy Series. (Contains mature scenes and swearing.) #1 Ceo 21 October 2018 Copyright ©️ Eleanor Wilson.

After running away with her baby sister from her abusive father, Juliana bumps into the last person she would expect to help her. He was rough, dangerous and extremely powerful. He tempted Juliana in ways no one has ever done before but with someone adamant on keeping them apart, will their love prevail? WARNING: Sexual content ***** He walked up to me and sat on the bed next to me. He jaw tightened, I could tell he was getting angry. "Stop being so controlling and leave me alone, I'm not having this conv-" I began but stopped as he smashed his lips against mine and moved his hand to cup the area between my thighs. "Stop fùcking playing with me" He said as he started rubbing me through the outside of my shorts. COMPLETED: MARCH 2020 - JUNE 2020 ***** HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 love #1 romance #1 mature #1 mafia #1 drama #1 bad boy #1 billionaire Cover made by @mbaliey83

The hiring process is now officially open. Are you interested in applying to be Treivhor Conzego's wife? He is a cold yet carrying single dad and a top doctor nationwide. Work as Dr. Conzego's wife and earn up to fifty thousand a month. For more details, kindly inquire with us in the following chapters.

Kung ang lahat ng tao sa paligid mo masaya, parang automatic na nagiging masaya ka na. Kung lahat naman sila malungkot, mararamdaman mo yung lungkot na nararamdaman nila. E paano kung lahat sila in love? Maiinlove ka rin ba? SYEMPRE HINDI. Kasi aminin mo man o hindi, inggit ang mararamdaman mo. (Ashley Scott Story: Completed)

Krista has always been the master of her life, especially her feelings. Destiny? Kismet? Fate? No such thing. But the universe seemingly mocks her as unexpected events happen to her vacation in Italy, leaving her beliefs shaken. Is she really in control of her heart or is it the other way around? *** After quitting her job, former "best girl player" in town Krista packs up and goes to Verona, Italy to rest for a bit, and find herself. But what awaits her there is beyond expectations--visiting an old library, reading a bitter letter penned years ago, having a mysterious stranger as an old school penpal, and meeting a free-spirited guy from the past. Nothing has gone as planned! All her life, she has always believed that she is in control. Fate, feelings, even a kiss on the lips? Every move is her choice, and not even destiny or any guy can interfere with her decisions. Or maybe . . . a particular guy can? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish with a little bit of Italian. COVER DESIGN: Rayne Mariano

She vowed to stay. She just needed a keeper for maintenance. Henrietta Arturia is a drop-dead, gorgeous ice princess and yeah, a Freniere Mafia Reaper. She is an absolute recipe for immense destruction. But after witnessing Summer Leondale's courage, bravery and stupidity to fight for Giovanni Freniere, an old flame inside her spark to life and caused her to cross the dangerous line. And with all the risk and danger that she is bound to take, there is only one thing on her mission list that she has decided to push no matter how deadly it is: to seek revenge for her forlorn, unrequited love story. MONTELLO HIGH: SCHOOL OF GANGSTERS BOOK 2 Cover by Shaina Mae Navarro

The Ice Prince of the Desert (Short Story) London had no choice but to cross the hottest desert just to see the Prince of the Kingdom of Al-Farhinah, Israel "Izzy" Yasin. He isolated himself from everyone and chose to live like a hermet in the middle of the desert. London travelled riding a camel, temporarily dyed her blond hair black and disguised as a man so she would not attract the desert bandits... until she arrived and met Izzy again. BUT he thought she was a deaf young boy who came to steal his black diamond. They fought physically until her headdress fell revealing her true identity.