This ain't no cliche story of a girl being rejected then getting pregnant and then her mate finds her wants her back blah blah blah.No this is my story And I,Adelina Ilea will never forgive Rowan Chester. WARNING: im gonna say right now. If u don't like torture, rape and shit like that don't read this book. Calling someone "sick" for writing a book hurts. This book was written some time ago. So if u r gonna bitch about my book then leave. Thanks.

"What happens when you are given up as collateral to the Devil?" Allison Doreen, a diligent businesswoman with a traumatic childhood, a father who loves her to stupor and half-sisters who despise her to death. What happens when her beloved father falls into the trap of a certain golden-eyed devil - Hades Lenshaw? Owing to Hades such a huge loan, her father is left with no choice but to give her up as a collateral to this Devil. How does Allison survive in his version of hell? GENRE: Dark Romance. TROPE: Enemies To Lovers, Contracted Marriage.

He called her his. His ol' lady. His wife. Property of Clutch. Rebecca "Bex" Pierce never belonged to anyone. She chose him. She stood beside him. She wore his patch with pride. Until the night he chose wrong. When a lie tears through the Dawnbreakers MC, loyalty turns toxic and pride turns cruel. In front of his brothers, in front of the clubhouse, Clutch does the one thing Bex never thought he would. He doesn't hit her. He doesn't cheat. He just doesn't believe her. And if he doesn't believe her? Then the patch means nothing. So she takes it off herself. Throws it at his feet. And walks away from the only life she's ever known. No protection. No club. No husband. The fallout fractures the Dawnbreakers from the inside out. Secrets unravel. Brothers fall. The club reforms. But the woman he lost? She isn't waiting to be claimed again. If Clutch wants his wife back, he won't just have to apologize. He'll have to rebuild everything he broke. Publicly. Relentlessly. Without expecting forgiveness. Because this time, she isn't property of anyone. Not even him. This story was born inside the Grovel & Betrayal Facebook group during a live "build-a-book" day. You asked for: • Public humiliation • Believed-the-wrong-person betrayal • Nuclear heartbreak • A man who has to earn her back And as I was reading your comments, one character kept echoing in my head. Clutch. You met him in Unlawful Hearts. You saw the quiet weight he carried. You heard him whisper to Remi. You watched him stand in the fire with the Dawnbreakers. This is his story. Welcome back to the Redemption Road world, this is within the same timeline as Unlawful Hearts.

(BOOK 1 Of the QUEENS OF CHAOS SERIES) Isa Valen doesn't believe in restraint. Two weeks ago, she did champagne, a sinfully accented stranger, and a night so consuming she ran before sunrise. She doesn't remember his face. She doesn't remember his name. But her body remembers the way he made it burn. When her sister runs to New York, Isa follows without hesitation. New city. New job. New distractions. Then she meets her boss. Erik Orlov. Billionaire. Bratva Don. A devastatingly gorgeous tattooed man built from control and violence wrapped in tailored suits. The first time he looks at her, something tightens in her chest. The first time he steps close, her pulse betrays her. She doesn't recognize him. He recognizes the curve of her mouth. The sound she made when he touched her. The way she ran. The night she can't remember is the one he hasn't stopped replaying. Now she works beneath him - in his office, in his space, in his world. Every glance lasts too long. Every accidental touch feels deliberate. Every breath between them feels charged. And Erik Orlov does not chase. He claims. Enemies circle his empire. Loyalty fractures. Power shifts. But none of it unsettles him like the woman sitting across his desk, pretending she doesn't feel it too. Until two pink lines appear. Because the only thing more dangerous than their chemistry... Is the secret growing between them. And this time, he won't let her run.

Phoebe Miller is the "nerdy" farm girl who finally lands a prom date with her longtime crush, Ryker Blackwood. The night is ruined when she overhears him mocking her as a "charity case." Heartbroken but done being the victim, Phoebe spends her final summer in Texas transforming into a woman who no longer needs him. Now, Ryker is the one watching from the sidelines as the girl he dismissed becomes the only one he can't have.

Ruin never wanted to be the villain in any story. But for years, Charlotte-no, Charlie-was his nightmare in glitter and tank tops. The club Prez's brat sister. The chaos in the corner of every room. She torched his patience, tampered with his relationships, and pined for him like he was hers. She teetered on the edge of slut and princess like she didn't know the difference. But now, she's back after years of banishment. Not the wide-eyed girl who once purred his name in his bed, but the woman who was left to burn alone-by everyone, including him. And damn it... he can't stop watching her rise from the ashes. Charlotte used to be the club's living headache. All smoke, eyeliner, and dangerously misled loyalty. Glory's shadow. Wolf's sister. Ruin's nightmare. She wore dysfunction like a badge-until it got her humiliated and destroyed. Thrown out like trash by the only family she ever had. But peace was good. Peace worked. Until the same betrayal that wrecked her came hunting for her. And the only men who can protect her, are the ones who obliterated her. So she's back-with no one left to beg for love. Not her brother. Not her father. Not even Ruin. Especially not Ruin. And this time? She doesn't want to be saved. She wants vindication.

He looked me in the eyes and lied... every single time. Golden couple. Perfect Toronto life. Everyone called us forever. Then came the earring that wasn't mine. The perfume that wasn't his. The late nights, the hotel receipts, the phone that buzzed with her name. Every confrontation ended the same: Callum staring straight into my soul-the woman he vowed to love-and feeding me pathetic, desperate lies. "It's nothing." "You're imagining it." "I'd never hurt you." I stayed silent. Cried in the shower. Smiled for the photos. Told myself he would change. He never did. One morning hope broke. I packed. Left the proof. Left the ring. Left him. No fight. No words. Just gone. Now he watches my name rise-books, galleries, success-while his world quietly collapses. Too late. No forgiveness. No second chances. Just a woman who endured betrayal in silence... then walked away like thunder. And never looked back💔❤️‍🔥

She was stolen but never forgotten. And now... she's back. Kidnapped at just two years old, Eden Blackthorn vanished without a trace - until one violent night changed everything. She built a new life in the shadows: underground fights, illegal street races, and a stage name no one dared cross. Eve. But a run-in with the law unravels the truth she never asked for. A mother still grieving. A father desperate. And seven older brothers who never stopped searching. Problem is - Eden isn't their sweet, innocent sister anymore. She's a fighter, a survivor, and she doesn't trust anyone. Now thrown into a world of blood ties and buried secrets, Eden must face the family she can't remember, the past she can't escape, and a war between loyalty and survival. Family means never having to say you're sorry - but sometimes, it means bleeding for people you barely know. Ranks: #1 out of 1.36k : cusswords #2 out of 18.9k : mafiaprincess #2 out of 13k : sarcasm #3 out of 119k : abuse #29 out of 2.51M : love #47 out of 54.8k : trauma

One lesson I learned very early in life was to be cheerful, to be agreeable, to do as I was told and ask for nothing, and to never ever complain. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and maybe they'll love you. I grew into an adult who took care of others and never expected that those I loved would take care of me in return. I gave and never asked, never expected, never demanded. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't make trouble and you'll find someone that will love you. And then one day, a Dragon walked into my workplace and turned my world upside down with a single wink. Having grown up watching his father treat his men like they were disposable, just meat bags to be fed into the grinder, Dragon was determined to be different when he became president of the Dragon's Inferno MC. He cares about his people. He takes care of them. He was upfront with me, taking care of his MC and those he considered to be his would always be his priority. And I agreed to that, I joined him in that mission, throwing myself into becoming the perfect old lady of the prez. Smile Maddie. Act happy Maddie. Take care of them and maybe they'll love you. Smile Maddie. Be happy Maddie. Don't complain and maybe he'll love you. I told myself I was independent. I was strong. And I didn't need my Dragon to take care of me. And I almost believed it. Almost. But now I'm watching him with her. I'm watching him comfort her. I'm watching him listen to her, support her, reassure her. I'm watching him take time from his day to check in with her. I'm watching him worry about her. I'm watching them become closer right in front of my eyes. I'm seeing every thoughtful gesture he does for her. And me? I'm not happy. I'm not smiling. I'm done being agreeable. Fuck not causing trouble. I'm about to set my Dragon's world on fire. And then I'm walking away. She can have him. For the first time in my life, I'm choosing myself.