🚨 Full version out on kindle unlimited & Amazon 🚨 | Prequel to 'My brothers best friend' & 'My best friends sister' | ------------------------------ Nicolina Martell moves to Jacksonville to escape her past, but she runs right into the world she tried to escape from. Mitch Warner is a mute underground fighter- he is always the smartest in the room, he's also the strongest. Mitch leads the Underground fighting tournaments and proceeds to drag Nicolina back into the dark and dangerous world with sex, drama, fights, adrenaline and friendships. {16+} {Book: 3 of 3} {All rights to me} {Mature content} {Read at own risk} {Started: 1/9-2023} {Finished: 21/10-2023} {Pure fiction romance} {Warning: Blood, violence, SA, drugs, alcohol, bad language etc.}

STORY 5 I'd pick your thunder, I'd pick your rain: over anyone's sunshine any day.

My husband was in a terrible accident that required six months of physical therapy. While I stood by him, cheering him on, he was making plans to leave me. For his physical therapist.

Clara Elise has been married to Lucian Hart for ten years - a picture-perfect love story built from sacrifices and shared dreams. Now expecting their first child, Clara believes they've finally reached a place of peace. But beneath Lucian's composed exterior lies a man unraveling in silence. When a business trip to Paris introduces Lucian to 'Lilith Aveline,' a captivating, emotionally elusive model with a boyfriend of her own, the course of his life shifts in one stolen glance. She's everything he never thought he'd want - reckless, magnetic, and dangerously unpredictable. Their connection is instant, forbidden, and undeniable. As passion collides with guilt, and lies begin to stain the life Lucian built with Clara, choices must be made. Love this deep was never meant to bloom after vows were exchanged - and yet, here they are, two hearts on borrowed time.

James & Sophie *DUAL POV* For years, I kept my feelings locked away. He unlocked them with one kiss. He said he wanted me. He said it was only us. He also said we had to keep it a secret. I thought love was worth the silence, until I overheard him talking about how he really felt about me. Now I have a choice: stay shattered, or rebuild myself without him. And this time, I won't break. TW: Mental Health, Bullying

She gave up her career, her dreams, and everything she was.. for a love that promised forever. But forever was a lie. When the truth shatters her perfect world, Amara is left with nothing. No husband. No job. Not even the son she gave up everything to raise. Everyone thinks she's broken. But they forgot one thing. You can't bury a woman who remembers who she is. And in the end... he may have walked away, but she's the one who survived. Trigger Warning: This story dives deep into grief, heartbreak, and the raw, unfiltered emotions that come with loss. Because healing is never a straight line.

"I'm just a disposable toy to you, a whore, a convenient substitute until she returns. I sacrificed everything for you, even our innocent baby, only to realize I was merely a stand-in until she reclaimed her place. Was our love ever genuine, or was I simply a pawn in your twisted game?" She screamed, her cries echoed through the room, tears cascading down her cheeks like a torrent, her anguish palpable, her spirit shattered. Anger boiled within me, a raging inferno fueled not by her, but by her audacity. I fisted her hair, yanking her violently closer until there was no space between us. "You dare to call yourself 'just a disposable toy'?" I growled, my voice low and dangerous. "You think you're just a whore? Let me show you exactly how I treat my whores." She froze, realizing the gravity of the situation. Her lips quivered with fear as I tightened my grip, the pain evident in her eyes. "A replacement, huh?" I hissed against her lips, our gazes locked in a battle of wills. "This is all because of that damn baby, isn't it?" My fury intensified, and with a shove, I sent her crashing into the study room table. She stumbled, but I showed no mercy, closing in on her with purposeful strides. "I'll give you back that damn thing, and then there'll be no running from me-then you'll realize there's no escaping me. Not now. Not ever." With relentless force, I imprisoned her between the table and my unyielding embrace, making it clear who was in control. My hands slipped under her dress, claiming what's rightfully mine. With a swift motion, I unfastened my belt, driven by an insatiable urge and with an animalistic speed thrusted deep into her, consumed by raw desire. It was time for her to learn her place, to understand that she belonged to me and me alone. I vowed, in that moment of unbridled passion, that I would stop at nothing to ensure she remained mine-bound to me in both body and soul.

"Don't open the door, Ruhi," Bianca warned me. "You'll let the monsters in." I should have listened. God, I should have listened. But my humanity was louder than my fear. And when the knocking came, I answered. I didn't just open the door to a stranger. I opened it to my own destruction. He didn't steal my heart. He stole my soul and the last piece of my sanity. And he wasn't the only one waiting in the dark. Pain blurred into silence. Tears blurred into surrender. In the end, it wasn't about love. It wasn't even about survival. It was about who could take more from me and how much of myself I was willing to lose before I stopped fighting. "You look beautiful when you bleed." He ran the blade down my hip. "Aarohi, my Ruhi. Isn't that what your name means? My beautiful soul. I will turn your soul so dark, you will forget what light feels like." He pressed it further, but I didn't hiss. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of pain. "How long will you hold on, Ruh? The prouder you are, the harder the fall will be." He grazed his teeth down to my hip bone, where the wound just opened, and he bit down hard so my hips bled more. That was what Acheron Delatore was. A soul sucking demon from the depths of hell and I was his lifeline.

As a young child, Ashlyn was abducted from a local park whilst playing with her twin and older brother. For 10 years, Ashlyn survived with no more than a roof over her head. She dealt with the repercussions of living with alcoholics and drug addicts for carers, until the police show up at her doorstep. A few days of research was all it took to find Ashlyn's mother, helping her to be reunited with her family. Only, she wasn't going back home to live with her mum, her five brothers and stepfather are there too. Ashlyn has to learn to live her life in a new environment, whilst dealing with the anxiety and trauma consequent of years of abuse. Her family, which were once not a part of her life, quickly become her everything. Number 1 in the Rising out of the Abyss Series Sequel: Rising to the Surface

In this poignant and emotionally charged story, Daniel grapples with the weight of his emotional betrayal while his pregnant wife, Rhea, is left to endure growing isolation at home. As Daniel begins therapy with Dr. Langston, he confronts the guilt, shame, and self-deception that caused his emotional detachment from his marriage. Through quiet introspection and painful honesty, he reveals the choices that distanced him from the woman he once vowed to cherish. Meanwhile, Rhea, nearing the end of her pregnancy, faces the emotional void alone-struggling with anxiety, abandonment, and the fear of what their future holds. A tender exploration of broken trust, emotional reckoning, and the fragile threads of love that may or may not be mended.