Amara was sold into slavery as soon as she turned sixteen years old and has spent the last four years, being a maid to one Orc family only to be sold again to the Orc royal guards to become an Orc bride.

I love you Rom, I love so much, you have become a part of me, without you I'm nothing.... nor I can think myself without you" I said so slowly but his smirk grew more, he stepped towards me, standing just right infront of me, I had to look up in his eyes, my heart was pounding He put his right hand on my left cheek.. cupping my half face and his other hand was on his pocket.. I melt on his touch closing my eyes.. he is what I need after coming back from that clinic.. he is my solace, he's the one who can keep me sane, keep me alive, my left hand automatically clutch his wrist which was on my face but his next words made me open my eyes as I frown "Wish I could say the same, love" He removed his hand and step back, putting it on his other pocket as he stood in his pride "What are you saying, Rom?" I couldn't breathe, my heart feels very heavy He chuckled and said "You think I love you? No, darling.. how can you think that"

I never believed in marriage. Not after growing up watching it tear my family apart. Wanting someone was easy. Loving someone was dangerous. But promising forever? That felt impossible. And then came Dean Ashford. He never asked for much; just me, just us, just a future he swore he'd protect with everything he had. And when he asked for that future-when he held out a ring with hands that were shaking-I did the one thing I never wanted to do. I walked away. He broke. I broke. And the next morning, when I finally found the courage to choose him-really choose him-I had no idea he'd spent the night destroying everything we ever were. I had no idea what I was walking into. I had no idea what he'd done. I thought the worst thing I'd ever feel was the fear of losing him. I was wrong. Because nothing prepares you for the moment the person you love looks at you with eyes full of secrets... Nothing prepares you for the truth that the one night you walked away was the one night he didn't. And now I have to decide if the love I built my world around can survive the one mistake that broke both of us.

Enzio was a Hunter for the Body. He'd taken an oath to do his job, no matter what he had to do. Just how far was he willing to go? The biggest fear he had was if his wife, Moxie, would be there when he revealed just how far he had gone.

Everyone's story begins with love and mine begins with pain. An excruciating pain. While kids of my age study and have fun in college, I am forced to sleep with someone, that too for money. I am only twenty one year old girl whose fate gives every day a new opportunity to humiliate her. People just look at me with dirty and pitying eyes. Will happiness ever come for me? Will I also be able to live my life freely?. NO..NEVER..

He squeezed her cheeks together, he asked, "What will you get by going away from me?" His hand got tighter as he was pinning her to the wall with the help of his other hand securing her waist. He whispered, "Lavina.... What will you get?... why so prideful? hu?" Her eyes only showed pain, he knew all of it. But did he caused all of it? No he didn't? Zavier grabbed her face tighter, her painful words showed how much damage he was causing, his hands soften, he cannot take her pain. She whispered, "LEAVE!!!... I don't want to see you..." His eyebrows furrowed, he got this after searching for her like mad dog. He lost her, and when he got her again, she just rejected him like he was a dog. She screamed, "I hate you!!!!... Leave me the f*ck alone!!!" It damaged his pride, hurt his love. He pressed a cloth on her face, her eyes got wide on his sudden action. He whispered, "Now... Lavina Morris.... You are going to be mine.... pay for what you did to me...." She tried to fight back, but he had captured her well in his arms, he whispered embracing her and she fell into sleep, "I will take everything that belongs to me." She fainted in his arms, still trying to fight, but his arms captured her tighter so she won't slip away from him, from his love from the fate he decided for them. Her cheek landed in his chest, his arms engulfed her tighter as he whispered, "Love you... forever...."

I warned him, "What you think you are doing!!!" He lighted the match stick and threw it on the table, my feet went back as the table caught on fire. he looked at me as he said, "Looks like... Miss Valentine.... there won't be a dinner tonight...." He ordered, "Let ...Me.... Escort.. You ...To... Your ...Room....I will call your date and cancel it for you.... So, will you walk or I should carry you in my arms?" is he jealous? obsession? I slapped him. I pointed my finger on his face as I said, "With whom you are talking!!!... I am Valerie Valentine!!!! You are a person you carried my bag, follows my every order!!!!... You are mere Bodyguard, Alan!!!" (Note: Ares Alan Morris is his full name I warned him, "I had enough! I want you gone right now! They will find a better replacement!" he said grabbing my face, "I dare you... Try to go away from me... Try to make me leave.... We had deal I can leave here only on my will.... right?...Be true to your words, Valee.." "Alan!!!" his mouth touched corner of my lips He whispered, "Don't tell me you don't feel the same, if you don't then... then I will give you space...." I warned, "My dad will kill you!!!" He asked, "And you will let me get killed, sweetheart..." he chuckled deeply "i don't think so..." He lifted my chin, he whispered, "I will move away if you want but forget the date. I can't let that happen, not with that loser..." His lips brushed against mine, he whispered to himself, "Damn... I can't get enough of this girl..." His phone rang, he smirked picking the call, his eyes were glued on me. "yes... Yes, Sir.... I dropped her home...." He said further, "Don't worry, Your niece is all safe and sound." the call ended. He was looking at me like he will devour me at the same time. I asked, "How dare you!!!... How dare you treat me like a girl you toss every other day!!! " He whispered, "I am treating like you are my women..."

Ana thought her life was perfect-picture-perfect, the kind every girl secretly wished for. A loving family. A stable job. Peace... safety... freedom. But perfection has a habit of cracking-especially when a demon is waiting in the shadows. Watching. Wanting. Claiming. Waiting for the moment he could take back what he believed was his... what he never stopped wanting. "Did you really think you could disappear?" His voice slithers through the dark, hungry, familiar. "You vanished. But my obsession? It didn't die. It grew-deeper, darker, hungrier." ANA (heart racing, stepping back): "You're insane. This isn't love-this is possession!" He smiles. Slow. Cold. Certain. "Call it whatever makes you sleep at night. But your soul? It's been sewn to mine long before your first breath." And suddenly the past-buried, burned, forgotten-begins to claw its way out. The truth is cruel. Unforgiving. Inevitable. She was never free. Just... living on borrowed time. Now she has a choice- Run from him. Fight him. Or fall into the arms of the very monster she's been hiding from. Because once Ana uncovers the truth- the lies, the blood, the twisted bond that binds them- she'll either shatter into dust... or rise from it, dangerous enough to burn him. Or love him. Or destroy them both. ⚠️ Smut Alert 📢 This story drips with obsession, dark romance, explicit scenes, sinful tension, and themes suited only for mature (18+) readers. If that's not your vibe, feel free to skip. If it is... welcome to the wicked side. 🔥💋

She thought she had escaped. A new country, a new name, a child she swore to protect - yet every heartbeat still carried his shadow. He was never gone. He let her believe in freedom, let her build her fragile world, only to shatter it when he returned - broken, scarred, but more dangerous than ever. Because his ruin is only another cage, and she and her child have always belonged inside it. She built a new life. He built a new cage. ---

He was the man of power and money. A ruthless 32-year-old billionaire who once believed in love-until betrayal turned his heart to stone. The day he lost the one person he truly cared for, every emotion in him died. Since then, he's convinced that only power and money make the world bend. Even marriage. Even hearts. She was a simple, middle-class girl. A kind soul who believed in humanity, empathy, and emotion. The light in her parents' lives. Someone who couldn't bear to see others in pain-and always chose to help. Until her own life turned into a living hell... the day his eyes fell on her. He dragged her into his world. A devil who made her the angel of his darkness. A man who touched her body... but never her heart. A silence screamed within her-but he never cared to hear it. Until one day... he did. --- What happens when the devil hears the silence of the angel he broke? What will he do when he falls for the woman he once ruined? Can she ever accept him? Can love bloom in the ruins of hatred and forced submission? --- > "You're mine. My fucking butterfly," he growled, thrusting deep inside her. She stared at the ceiling, face blank-emotionless. Because she knew this was never love. From the day she said yes to that marriage, she knew exactly what it meant- To be his possession, not his partner. --- tropes: ^age gap ^forced marriage ^obsessed ML ^innocent FL ^ he fell first and harder. book started: November 2024 ended: