He pinned me against the wall, his hand on my throat and his lips on my neck. 'Run,' he said. 'I'll just drag you back.' I should hate him. I'm terrified of him. So why does my body betray me every time he whispers my name? He warned me once: "This city protects me, not you." Now I believe him. When I went to the police to escape Aleksandr Markov's relentless obsession, my sister was framed and locked up. When I tried to run, he bought my workplace and became my boss. When I begged him to let me go, he whispered in my ear with his lips pressed to my neck: "You're mine, My little dove. Struggle all you want-I'll keep you until you stop fighting... or until you break." But the scariest part? The longer I'm trapped in his cage, the less I want to leave. A billionaire villain. A powerless heroine. A game of power, obsession, and desire where losing means surrendering everything-including your heart.

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. Book 1 in "Dark Fate" series. "They say you can't choose who you fall in love with, and he couldn't agree more. His sister's best friend had captured his heart, and he was consumed by his obsession for her and now, he knows he would never be able to let her go because she belongs with him." • ✧ • There's a kind of love that feels like sunlight - warm, gentle, safe. And then... there's his. It's not cruel. It's not loud. It's something far more dangerous - quiet, calculated, all-consuming. He was my best friend's brother. The man I was never supposed to notice. He watched from the shadows, memorizing me without ever needing a single word. I never really knew his name... but he knew everything about me. My fears. My patterns. My dreams. Even the parts I hadn't yet discovered myself. He's always been there, just a step behind-waiting, watching, wanting. And now, he's no longer waiting. He calls it love. I don't know what to call it, only that it pulls me in like gravity - unavoidable, inescapable. There's safety in his arms, yet danger in his silence. Gentleness in his touch, yet fire in his gaze. And somewhere in the tension between fear and longing, I find myself unraveling. Because the scariest part of being wanted like this... Is realizing you might want them back.

Emma Potter transferred from Beauxbatons Academy during her sixth year under the secret request from Dumbledore. He fears that Voldemort is planning something big, and Harry is in trouble. Bringing the siblings back together after being split for years. The problem is Emma isn't anything like her brother. She was ambitious, resourceful, and clever a true Slytherin. Mattheo Riddle is not what he seems. Everyone expects him to be just like his father, but Mattheo hates him, hates what he has done to Mattheo. He plays his role at school, the bad boy, a Riddle...but deep down all Mattheo truly wants, truly craves is to be loved for who he is. "I hate you Mattheo Riddle, I hate that you exist, I hate that you have bugged me since the moment I stepped foot in this school, I hate that you know what buttons to push, I hate the way you smile at me and how it makes me feel, I hate that I can't get you out of my head, and I hate your charming words, but most of all I hate that I love you." - Emma "You have absolutely no idea how long you have been mine. How long you have held my heart in your hands. I have been yours far longer than you realize Emma Potter. You have bewitched every part of my soul." - Mattheo

"Are you gonna admit you like this yet?" "No!" I yelled, kicking my legs out at him. He smiled and leaned forward, catching my ankle as I froze. "Don't worry, baby. I'm going to worship your body like the innocent little thing you are, completely corrupting you before you can even think. "By the time I'm done with you, you're going to be screaming my name and begging me to let you cum. That said... "IF YOU CAN EVEN LAST A SECOND OF THIS." ➿⭐︎➿⭐︎➿ Emily Wolfe is the exact definition of innocent. Not necessarily in the childish sense, but her curiosity can sometimes be untamed. She developed insomnia from her father, Asher, and every night takes medications that make her a little crazy before she sleeps. And she remembers a man that always comes into her room just before she sleeps... her comfort character. But he's more than just imaginary. He's real. But being stalked is in the back of her mind, because she's been researching the death of her aunt after she'd been kidnapped... and all of it leveled back to a circus. Though... she could feel him watching her, but every time she looked, he was gone. He's gotten good at hiding. And even better at plotting.

Logan Romano took the NHL like a hurricane- dark and brooding. With his natural talent, brute force and sheer determination, he goes completely unchallenged both on and off the ice. He's notorious. Both for his success and his stormy personality. With a scorned, broken, heart and battered ego; Logan swore to never fall in love again. And he was a master at keeping his promises. Until he met November Levine. While Logan is a lightning strike and gloomy grey skies, Nova is the beaming sun and blossoming flowers. She's the closest sunshine gets to being a person, acting as a bright ray of joy and optimism. When the polar opposites strike a deal and Nova moves in to Logan's home, tensions run high and feuds quickly begin. But above all else, Logan is forced to revoke his promise to himself. Because once he's stepped into the light, it's almost impossible to plummet back into darkness. ✩✩✩ "Nova." I whisper, my voice low and hoarse against her neck. "Stop it." "Stop what." She whimpers back innocently as her thighs tighten around my hips. My teeth nip at the skin on her jaw in warning. "Either stop teasing or put me out of my fucking misery." November pulls her head back from mine, resting it against the wall, and bats her lashes up at me. "Say please."

The cool night air stung her cheeks as she stumbled through the deserted alley, her heart racing with panic. The echoes of her footsteps bounced off the walls, but no matter how fast she ran, the shadows behind her seemed to close in. "Keep running, doll" a low, sinister voice called out from the darkness, sending a shiver down her spine. "You can't escape me." She halted, her breath ragged, fear rooting her in place. Her mind screamed at her to keep going, but her legs wouldn't move. And then she saw him-emerging from the shadows, his tall frame dominating the space, his cold eyes locked onto hers. "W-Why are you doing this?" she stammered, backing away slowly, her body trembling. His lips curved into a dark, amused smile. "Because you're mine, doll" His voice was calm, terrifyingly so. "And no one takes what belongs to me." Crystal is a 20-year-old, breathtakingly beautiful college student with a bright future ahead of her. Innocent, determined, and full of life, she never expected her world to be torn apart by a man like Dimitri. Dimitri Volkov is 26, a dangerously powerful mafia boss who controls everything in his path. Cold, ruthless, and obsessed, he's used to getting what he wants-no matter the cost. And now, what he wants is Crystal. Two worlds collide in a twisted game of power, fear, and obsession. Starting: 22 Oct , 2024 End : 31 Oct , 2024

When Nora's world shatters, it happens in the cruelest way imaginable - her boyfriend and her best friend. The two people she trusted most, bound together by betrayal and a lie that cuts too deep to forgive. Blinded by heartbreak and driven by fury, Nora makes a reckless choice: she turns to the one man she shouldn't - Tristan, her ex's older brother. What begins as a desperate act of revenge soon becomes something neither of them expected - a marriage that feels dangerously real. But love born out of anger is fragile, and as secrets begin to surface, Nora must confront the truth about her heart, her past, and the man who may be her only salvation. In a world where betrayal and love walk the same line, Vow of Vengeance is a story of heartbreak, healing, and the power of a love that was never meant to happen - but refused to be denied.

*COMPLETED* He's my best friend. The one person I run to when I don't want to face the world around me, because I know I can hide with him. In the comfort of our silence. Of his touch. My heart has always been his, if only he'd see that I'm right here waiting for the day he will finally notice me. Then, perhaps, he could be mine. But I'm just out of a relationship. And he's unavailable. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• #3 IN MUTUALFEELINGS