'He set fire to the world around him but would never let a flame touch her' ----------------------------------- Camilla lastra Morroti, daughter of the worlds most dangerous mafia, the Spanish mafia. Shes been through hell and back she's seen thing no child should have ever seen. You see, Camilla being kidnapped at the age of 16, witnessing things that innocent eyes should have never come across, changed her. She was no longer the same innocent girl everyone knew. The sweet normal cheerleader she once used to be was gone. The girl that was once known for her angelic voice and perplexing pirouettes was gone. It's been two years since she was kidnapped, rescued by no other than her own blood. Her father Antonio Morroti.she was her dad's little girl after all, the Morroti's family only weakness, she was allways known as her daddy's little princess... however now she was a mother fucking queen known as the Latina living version of HARLEY QUINN. ----------- So the prologue is pretty shit but give it a shot. Trust me it gets better as it progresses :) Btw i will be going back and editing the first couple of chapters. I know how badly its structured. All rights reserved

She pulled him with his collars towards herself with all her will instead of just crashing her lips on him she just felt his lips with her's. her weak hands trembled around his collars.Her tears were flowing silently. He was in the complete state of shock from her actions but still feeling her hands trembling around his collars he supported the back of her head softly He had controlled his emotions from ages but when this happened he wasn't able to control himself all his rage, emotions, jealousy, fear came alive. It felt like a peace after an age for both of them. All unuttered emotions were deduced from that simple touch. Suddenly he dragged himself from that kiss "What are you even doing?" he asked furiously "Trying to show you that I only love you and no one" she shouted with a heavy voice _______________________ Left heartbroken at the altar, she never expected her life would lead her into, the arms of her ex lover's Elder brother - the grieving man, shattered by the loss of his 'wife' and 'unborn child'. Their forced marriage begins with cold formality, but as she supports him through his darkest days, a delicate connection starts to form between them. Just when it seems like hope is around the corner, a devastating secret shatters their fragile peace: she's pregnant by the brother who abandoned her. His heartache and jealousy drive a painful distance between them, threatening the love that was slowly growing. The situation gets worse when the brother returns, determined to claim both the child and the woman he left behind. Dive into a story of love, loss, and unexpected twists where every turn reveals new depths of the human heart.

"I'm commanding you all from today onwards Ms.Jwala will be our spokesperson for upcoming elections."he said with a dominance tone. Chaos erupted throughout the room.... One caught the attention of everyone that is how can a filthy prostitute be the spokesperson She raised her head high... "Saab, you are really an ideal man saab,if I am not mistaken your son is the one who raped a 17 years old child right"? She looked dangerously in to his eyes.. "Send him to our kotha,we will teach him how to be a real man with a special discount rate "she gave him a wink.. ................................................................. "This marriage is nothing but political from me "he said while holding her neck.. "It's better to be a wife for a pig than being your wife"she said fiercely jerking his hand... .........,................................................... "I know you don't love me so please stop acting as a happy family "she said looking in to his eyes... "Who said I don't meri sherni "he said while kissing her neck.. ............................................................... If he fire,she is a valcano.. If he is storm ,she is the lightning that splits him open. If his glare kill anyone,her eyes can bury them alive If he is a monster ,she is a monstress ........................................ ........... ....... CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT MATURE LANGUAGE 🚫 Give a try to this book you will never regret.. 18 below kids go and study ncert books yaar this is not for you...

COMPLETED: JANUARY 8TH 2025 Ariana Grace Russo is a 12-year-old girl who lived with her dad. Her dad took her when she was 3 years old. Since then she has lived with him in a small town with a different last name that she got after he remarried her stepmom. One day her father was found dead in his car at his workplace parking lot. Her stepmother goes missing after his death and isn't seen for months. It is then that her oldest brother agrees to take her guardianship and she moves in with them. Her oldest brother was raised by his mother and grandmother, after both of them passed in a house fire, he took over custody of his 6 youngest siblings. The second oldest was of age but continued to live with him and help raise the younger ones. He searched all over for Ariana for 3 years before he found her. She has a total of 8 brothers. 4 are overage now. Some of them like her while others don't. Her brothers are a part of the Italian mafia. How will Ariana live with 8 boys and be the youngest sibling? What happened to her stepmom? #1 in Gruesome 05/03/24 #1 in 12yearsold 07/16/24

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

Diya was just an ordinary girl-orphaned, overworked, and obsessed with writing Wattpad stories to escape her dull reality. But when she wakes up inside the very Indian mafia romance novel she wrote at sixteen, things take a deadly turn. She isn't the innocent heroine who falls for the dangerous mafia don. She's Sia-the rich, obsessed side character who was destined to die by his hands. With the clock ticking, Diya must rewrite her fate before the man she once romanticized turns into her worst nightmare. But what happens when the Mafia King notices her sudden change? Can she run from him, or will she fall for the very man who is fated to kill her?

When the Eclipse Pack approaches him with an offer, Alpha Theo Stormblade doesn't ask why. He only asks one thing: "How much do they want?" Theo-once the Kingdom's most beloved, extroverted leader-has spent the last five years carved into stone. Cold. Detached. Unreachable. Since the death of his mate, the legendary Alpha has refused every attempt to push him toward a new bond. But when the elders insist he must produce an heir, Theo agrees to only one thing: A contract. A surrogate. Nothing more. Millie Rose has spent her entire life being overlooked. An orphan. A servant. A maid in one of the poorest packs in the Kingdom. Her parents were once powerful warriors, but Millie's future has been reduced to scrubbing floors, obeying orders, and surviving on scraps of respect. Until her pack sells her. When the Eclipse Pack hears the Stormblade Alpha is seeking a woman capable of bearing a strong heir, they offer Millie-quiet, obedient Millie-in exchange for desperately needed money. She meets every requirement on paper. Except one: She has no idea how dangerous Theo truly is. Brought to the Stormblade Kingdom under the terms of a cold-blooded agreement, Millie expects chains of duty. Theo expects silence and submission. But the moment their eyes meet, something ancient stirs-something neither of them agreed to, and something Theo refuses to acknowledge. He wants an heir. He does not want a heart. Millie wants freedom. She does not want to fall for the wolf who bought her. But fate has plans neither contract can contain. When secrets rise, desire ignites, and old wounds begin to bleed, one question remains: Will Millie become nothing more than the mother of his heir... or the Luna who heals a broken Alpha?

Vedha was holding her baby in her arms, her back resting against the inclined hospital bed adjusted for her comfort. The baby was nursing at her breast, tiny gulps filling the quiet room. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed the baby's forehead. She touched her daughter's tiny hands and feet, still in disbelief that this life had been growing inside her just hours ago-and now, here she was, her newborn nestled in her arms, suckling gently, a moment of pure, painful beauty cradled in her arms. "You are filth... an unwanted filth in my life," Vedha whispered. With that, she jolted awake. She was alone in her hospital bed, the dream fading into the sterile scent of the hospital room. Her mother, Radha, who had been sitting in the chair beside her, panicked at the sudden movement. "Vedha, what happened?" she asked anxiously. Vedha, still dazed, shook her head slowly. She glanced down at her breast-it was leaking milk. Her breasts felt swollen and painful. Her body had begun to produce milk. Even though she had rejected motherhood, her body hadn't. "Amma, look at this. Do something," Vedha said, her voice edged with discomfort. The urgency in her daughter's voice snapped Radha out of her thoughts. She nodded and said, "Wait, I'll ask the doctor," before hurrying out of the room. Inside the doctor's cabin, Radha explained the situation. The doctor listened patiently and then said, "Since you're already a mother of two, I don't need to explain to you the importance of breastfeeding. Try to convince her husband to bring the baby, even if just for a few days. It will ease her pain and be good for the child. If feeding isn't an option, we'll have to start medication to stop the milk production. The choice is yours now." Radha nodded thoughtfully and left the room. She had made up her mind to speak to Arjun-one last time.

"Soothe the devils in my head, love me to my death." In which a psychiatrist gets kidnapped by a serial killer, only to lose her mind.

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]