Reyansh had broken Aarohi's world with the cruel precision of a man who had never heard the word no, a man who mistook resistance for an insult and defiance for a declaration of war. His revenge had not been a moment of rage but a masterpiece of cruelty, crafted slowly, deliberately, and with devastating accuracy. It was personal. It was intimate. And it was unforgettable in the way wounds that never fully heal always are. But power, especially the kind built on fear and blood, always demands its price and Reyansh has finally begun to bleed for his sins. The woman he once trapped with his obsession, the woman he broke without mercy, is now the only one who can drag him out of the abyss he created. Redemption is a distant, brutal dream... but for the first time, he found himself caged in his own redemption, held by a need so powerful it could bring a man to his knees. Aarohi, however, wants nothing from him. Not his remorse and certainly not the love he never knew how to give; a love that came wrapped in chains, threats, and unspoken ruin. ~~~~~~~ Dive into a journey where revenge scars, redemption burns, and love becomes something worth killing.....and dying for.

He loathe his wife, yet he can't take his eyes off her. He wants her gone, yet he can't seem to stay away. He wants her to suffer, yet he's overly fond of her sweet smile. He wants her to hate him, yet he craves for her love.. ⚠️Warning!⚠️ This story contains : • sexual / mature content • foul language • abuse • violence • sexual assault Highest Rankings : #1 Adult #1 Don #1 Sweet #1 Mafiaromance #1 Marriage #1 Trauma #1 Adorable #1 Grumpysunshine #1 Mobboss #4 Mafiaprincess #4 Newadult #6 Darkromance #6 Cute

She was crying and I held her face. Her eye lashes were wet with all the tears. "Jellybean? Listen to me," My voice gentle, holding both her hands. "Every part of me loves every piece of you." I said as I kissed her forehead. "Never forget that, okay?" She nodded, crying silently, her hands shaking and I hugged her tight. ════════════ ୨୧ ═══════════ At 32, Joshua Price keeps life simple: work, sleep, repeat. No surprises. No chaos. Just a quiet routine he's learned to rely on. But everything unravels the moment a social worker calls- He finds out he has a daughter... Seven-year-old Chloe Johnson arrives carrying more trauma than a child should ever know. Brown hair, wide eyes, and a silence that says more than words. Her mother is in prison after years of addiction and neglect, leaving Chloe with memories she can't escape and fears she can't explain. Suddenly, his stable world fractures. And Joshua, once confident in his own routine, is left navigating fatherhood with no map. As he struggles to balance work, relationships, and the heavy weight of responsibility, Joshua must confront the truth: love alone won't fix Chloe- but showing up, every single day, might ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ "Finding Chloe" is a raw, heart-wrenching story about healing, rebuilding trust, and two broken souls figuring out how to become a family... one difficult step at a time. 🤎📚✨ Thank you for these top rankings: #1 heartwarming #1 parenting #1 Father- daughter #1 trauma #1 foundfamily

°•○Book 2 in The Forsaken Bloodline Series○•° °•○Can be read as a standalone○•° Ayla was raised to obey. Born into a home ruled by her father, Zyran Demir, she learned early that silence kept her safe-and speaking brought only pain. His hands were cruel, his words sharp, and his love measured in control. But when war erupts across the country, the world outside their home becomes as dangerous as the one inside it. Forced to flee, hunted through forests and mountain passes, Ayla and Zyran must rely on each other to survive. In the chaos of gunfire, death, and near-despair, the girl who once trembled at his shadow becomes the one who keeps them alive. Through fire and blood, a bond forged in fear begins to shift-but will it ever erase the years of cruelty? In a story of survival, silence, and shattered wings, Daughter of the Silence: Kırık Kanat is a haunting portrait of pain, resilience, and the fragile ties that can both wound and save.

BOOK 4 IN THE MARRIAGE & REVENGE SERIES

Alessandra has never believed in safety. Life never gave her a reason to. Pain carved her childhood, silence became her armor, and trust? That was a luxury she could never afford. So when she runs -- bloody, broken, and barely breathing, she doesn't expect saving. She certainly doesn't expect to be taken in by a family dripping in wealth and power and. . . warmth? A mother who refuses to give up on her. A father who watches like he's waiting for her to let him in. And six brothers. Rough. Protective. Complicated. Brothers, who don't know what to do with a sister who won't speak. She doesn't know how to trust. How to believe that maybe not everyone wants to hurt her. Every instinct tells her to run. To shut down. But they don't let her go. Not when she flinches. Not when she hides. Not even when she breaks. Happiness is for other people, or that's what she believes. But when love comes wrapped in gentle patience and fierce protection, when hands reach for her without demand, when hearts break themselves wide open just to hold her... she starts to wonder. Can a girl stitched together with silence and fear ever belong in a family built on love? Can she stand tall when the ghosts of her past refuse to let go? And when danger claws its way back into her life, threatening everything she's come to know... will she find her voice, or will she shatter all over again? Trigger Warnings: Child abuse. Violence. Addiction. Panic attacks. Self-harm. Death, and more.

Silenced by trauma, she returns to six brothers who blame her for their parents' death. Her voice stolen twice - by abuse and accusation. Can she break through their hatred without words? Alternative Story of my book 'Varni' (as requested). Storyline won't be the same though. Neither will be some of the characters.

This story is about a girl who catches the eyes of a dangours gang leader. Started when i was really young so may majorly edit the beginning.🙃 read at your own risk. Dark romance forced proximity Stockholm syndrome Not very good Updated weekly Wednesday Smut containing chapters will have 🔥 in title His rough, husky breath whispered in my ear, "Now, what's a girl like you doing at a time like this?" I refused to answer him as I continued to try and break out of his iron-like grip. "Let me go," I whispered breathlessly. I felt the vibration of his laugh on my back. "Now, why would I do that little one? You're mine." ''Wh-what n-n-no you're not let me go now," I said as I dug my fingernails into his forearms. His calm composure was gone as he slammed my body against a nearby wall. I whimpered lightly. He responded roughly. "I'm not going to say this again, little one. You are testing my patience. I'm not afraid to put you in your place. You aren't leaving me; you are mine!!! Do I make myself clear?!!!" I felt tears stream down my face as I responded with a nob. He didn't seem pleased with this "answer with your words, dammit," he screamed. "Yeah, I understand, I said shakily. He smiled at me, brought his lips up to my check, and kissed me. "Okay, let's go, "he said with a light smile, grabbing my hand in an iron-like grip. A car stopped near me, and he opened the door, trying to pull me in. I quickly came to the realization what was happening, and I ran away from him. However, he easily caught me and threw me over his shoulder. I pounded my fist against his back. It seemed to unfase him as he threw me, closed the door, and looked hard at me. I sank down at his glare. "Go, Andrew," the strange man called out. After a while, his anger seemed to dial down, and he then sighed, running his hand through his brown hair.

Emily Smith is a young woman married to a well respected man all over the country. Although he seems like a gentle man on the outside, Emily alone knows what happens when they are out of the public eye.

8 years old Aarya was raised in silence, in fear, and in chains. She never knew a life beyond bruises and rules - where food was a privilege, smiles were sins, and love was just a myth. For eight years, she lived under the iron hand of her mother and her cruel boyfriend, taught to be invisible and obedient or be punished. She didn't know family, joy, or even her own worth. Until one day, everything changed. When her abusers were arrested in a drug bust, Aarya thought she was finally free. But freedom was a lie. Because this time she is captured by a monster even more dangerous, a ghost from the underworld, long thought dead. Where she learns a truth more unbelievable than fiction: she is not alone. She is the daughter of Satyaveer Malhotra - one of the most feared mafia dons in the country - and sister to three ruthless crime lords. Thrown from hell into a den of lions, Aarya finds herself in a world she cannot understand - a world of power, guns, secrets, and brothers who speak in bullets and silence. Cold, broken, and dangerous - they don't know how to love. And neither does she. But blood remembers. And somewhere beneath the scars, loyalty, and violence... a family begins to rise..........