⚠️ This is not a romance. Kidnapped. Sold. Silenced. Aanya's life was small, quiet, and routine - until it vanished in a single night. Taken from Mumbai and sold into an elite underground auction in America, she becomes the possession of a man who has never heard the word no. He calls it love. But his love is made of chains, silence, and power. Aanya doesn't want to be rescued. She wants to survive - and destroy the world that stole her voice. 🚨This book explores real-world trauma, abuse, and the psychology of power and survival. It is not a romance. The actions of the characters are meant to disturb, not inspire.

Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️

I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

"I would tell you to run, but you can never outrun the devil." Tales of corrupt men of God are quite common, from those diving their hands into financial corruption to those who sought sexual favours from young men and women. Seraphina would never have thought of crossing paths with a man of God, quite as corrupt as Miceli Di Mauro. A ray of sunshine, a girl with pink highlighted cheeks, lip gloss and bows in her hair. Seraphina Sibanda embodied innocence and blissful ignorance- always seeing the best in people, and never ready for what the outside world could do to an innocent soul like hers. Pastore Di Mauro is a stark contrast from the young, demure, uncorrupted and naïve flower- with his deceiving light brown eyes and smooth and sultry voice, hiding the true monster that lay within. Mafia, murder, religion, abuse, and captivity, all cross paths in this riveting tale! AVAILABLE ON AMAZON

Some devils don't come in flames. They come in shiny suits and dark eyes. And once you enter his world, the only way out is through him.

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. In the heart of a chilling underworld, two powerful and ruthless brothers reign with an iron grip. Bound by a sinister bond, their obsession fixates on a single woman, a possession they'll stop at nothing to claim. As the lines between desire and danger blur, the depths of their twisted infatuation plunge into darkness, promising a tale of thrilling suspense and tumultuous passion. Will she succumb to their desires, or will she find a way to break free from the grip of their malevolent love? ... Not for persons under the age of 18!!! You have been double warned. Slow updates!!

She was mine long before she knew it. I had been raised in shadows, in a world where power was survival and choice was an illusion. But then there was her. She slipped into my life unexpectedly and defiantly, her eyes too bright for a town like this one. She was unafraid of what lay beneath the surface, thinking she could walk away and resist the pull. But every step she took only bound her tighter to me. She was delicate but stubborn, fierce enough to face what others ran from, even if she didn't fully see it yet. She was the only thing I had ever chosen. I would break anything to keep her, everything, even her illusions of freedom. Because in a world that offered no choices, she became my one certainty. I will carve that truth into the world, with blood, if I have to. R. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.