A book with a short story and a unhappy ending. Aurora Hart never wanted the attention of the wealthy, elite students at her prestigious school. But as a scholarship student at a school full of privileged kids, she can't escape the spotlight, especially when twin brothers Damien and Roman Knight take notice. Damien is impulsive, chaotic, and thrives on control, while Roman is cold, calculating, and always a few steps ahead. The brothers are the kings of the school-feared and respected by all. They don't care that Aurora doesn't want their attention; now that they've found her, they won't let her go. Caught between the Knights' dangerous obsession and their unrelenting power, Aurora must navigate a world of manipulation and control she never asked for. But in the world of the Knights, there is no escaping their grasp. The Bullies is a dark, gripping tale of obsession, power, and survival-where one girl becomes the pawn in a game she never chose to play.

She hates him. He can't stand her. But they must produce an heir. Munaya is trapped in a foreign land, bound by a marriage she never wanted, to a man who despises her. Forced to share a bed with Caius, the ruthless ruler, she fights to keep her distance, determined not to let him break her spirit. But with every heated glance, every cruel touch, the line between hate and something far more dangerous blurs. Caius doesn't care for her beauty or her fire. He needs her only for an heir, and nothing more. He keeps his heart locked away-until an unexpected danger forces him to protect her. But can he resist the pull of her fiery personality and body that tempts him in ways he's desperate to ignore? As they navigate a marriage of duty and power, will they fall into a web of passion-or remain enemies until the end? A marriage built on obligation. A desire too hot to deny. HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 bw #1 romance fantasy

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.

The gorgeous Jasmine Rose is the king's new employee. She is kind, sweet, and always ready to help others. But in the eyes of the king, Beau Dumont, she was the daughter of a murderer and he was determined to treat her as such. Is there a way to change his heart?

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT!! A story in which a woman is married off to a war general who leaves for a five year war. When he comes back he is nothing like the man she met all those years ago. Unedited

When Serena enters a new workplace, she has one rule; stay focused- no matter what. It soon turns out to be easier said than done when she meets her new boss. Valentino is strict, the epitome of difficult and much to her dismay; unbelievably fucking hot. She's determined to ignore the attraction she feels to him for the sake of keeping her job. But what Serena doesn't know is that Valentino can't get her out of his his head. He thinks about her everywhere. He feels captivated by her. He wants her. And he hates every moment of it.

"The Underground Fighter and His Childhood Best Friend" ❦ Sasha "Kayo" Sokolov is a Russian fighter who was sent to America at a young age. One day, he met a young girl by the name of Everleigh Wilson, who taught him how to speak English, and helped him with his studies. They bonded so easily and became the best of friends. Years passed, and Sasha disappeared. Everleigh had to go on with life without her best friend. Until one lonely night when she saw the one man she loved more than anything beating another man to death. - "What happened to the boy I used to know?" she questioned, shutting her eyes at the feel of his hand traveling up her dress. He was so close to her throbbing core, and she hated how much she wanted him to touch her, enter her, ruin her. Sasha smirked sadistically. "He's gone, kitten. And he's never coming back." ❦ 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎 - 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑, 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍. "𝙲'mere 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜....𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎" 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 1 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚌

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✦ 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𓂃⋆.˚ She was light-too blinding, too pure for a man like him. He was darkness-cursed, dangerous, and utterly obsessed. He was a man of power, feared and worshipped in the same breath, ruling over the world of shadows where morality was a myth and sin was the only language spoken. Love? That was for the weak. He didn't do love. He didn't believe in innocence. Until her. She was untouched by the darkness he thrived in-a vision of purity, a forbidden fruit he had no right to crave. But the devil had never been one to deny himself temptation. And she... she was his greatest one. She should have run. He told her to. Instead, she stayed, unaware that the moment she stepped into his world, she became his. His to ruin. His to cherish. His purest sin. And now, even if heaven came calling-he'd rather burn than let her go.

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?