𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀. "You have three minutes," Kazimir murmurs, voice low enough to burn. My heart slams against my ribs. "I said-" "If you're not ready by then," he says, head dipping until his mouth brushes the shell of my ear, "I'll carry you out exactly like this. In this little nightgown. Barefoot. With nothing inside." My breath catches. He leans back just enough to meet my eyes. Cold steel. Absolute control. "And don't think I won't." ✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦ 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟮 in 𝐒𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 [𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞] She thought she knew what Hell was. Then she met the man who ruled it. Aurora Ivanov was never meant to be his. But he never cared for rules. She was the daughter of an Interpol officer, a girl who belonged to the light. But light means nothing when the devil decides he wants you. It was Kazimir Petrov. The Bratva's most feared king. The monster men whisper about. And now, her captor. Dragged from her home, locked away in his empire of sin, Aurora is no longer the daughter of law. She is the property of a man who doesn't believe in mercy. He doesn't just want to own her body-he wants to shatter her mind, carve himself into her soul. She fights him. He enjoys it. She tries to run. He drags her back. She swears she will never belong to him. He smirks-because she already does. There is no love here. No mercy. Only the cold, merciless man who has decided she is his forever. She isn't his princess. She isn't his queen. She is his Hellion. And in Hell, there is no escape. Brutal. Sinister. Unforgiving. This is not a love story. This is a warning.

Will his obsession loosen its grip, or will it sink deeper, turning into something far more dangerous?

BOOK 1 OF THE OBESSESION SERIES: An 18+ Dark romance book . Isabella Robinson, a princess raised in the safety and luxury of a royal life, has always been untouched by the darkness of the world. That is, until Salvatore Armani, a cold and Ruthless Mafia Don, sets his eyes on her. Salvatore wants Isabella. He sees her as something pure, something he can twist and conquer. He wants to break her. And he always gets what he wants , no matter the circumstances. A game he's determined to win at any cost. When Isabella catches his eye, her world is turned upside down. Salvatore's obsession with her quickly grows into something darker, and he will stop at nothing to make her his. He drags her into the violent, chaotic underworld he rules with an iron fist. Isabella's life is no longer her own; she is trapped in a gilded cage, torn between fear and the strange pull of the man who seeks to break her. In the world of power, manipulation, and obsession, can Isabella survive Salvatore's brutal love, or will she be shattered beyond repair? - - - I scream, "What the hell do you want?!" Salvatore looks at me, amusement flickering in his eyes. He tilts his head back, savoring the moment before repeating my question, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "What do I want..." He lets the words linger in the air, before his expression sharpens, his gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that sends a shiver down my spine. "You." - - - Please note: This book is inspired by a book named Ballerina by prettydaintypearls. so please do check her book out! its going to available on Inkitt.

They called her cursed. A danger to the world. So they caged her, broke her, and turned her into something almost human. Forgotten. Powerless. Innocent. Until he came for her. Ravyn - a dark king feared by realms, born of blood and bound by shadows - didn't believe in softness. Until he saw her. Now, he can't stop. He watches her. Touches her. Guards her like she's a treasure only he can have. She breathes, and he's obsessed. She flinches, and he wants to destroy the world for ever hurting her. She belongs to him - even if she doesn't know it yet. But the truth buried in her bloodline runs deeper than she knows. And Ravyn? He'll burn kingdoms before he lets her slip through his fingers.

He's power, danger, and darkness all rolled into one. And now... he owns me. A feared Mafia boss. A forced marriage. A heart trapped between hate and desire. Every glance, every touch, every whispered word pulls me deeper into his world-a world of secrets, power, and obsession. I despise him. I fear him. Yet, I can't resist the way he ignites something inside me I never knew existed. In a game of control and passion, love and pain blur-and obsession becomes irresistible. Will I survive the man I was forced to marry... or will I lose myself entirely in his dangerous embrace?

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.

Temptation lies within darkness... Obsession at first sight. That was how I felt when I saw her for the first time, standing with her friends in her pure white dress, which landed just above her knees. It suited her perfectly as her soul was just like the color of her dress. Pure white. Innocent. Angelic. The moment I saw her, I had the desire to claim her and possess her in every possible way. And I would. I would claim her- mind, body, and soul. By the time I am done with her, she will crave me the same way I crave her. She would need me the way she needs air to live. But for that, I would have to steal her from her life. I would need to Bind her by Force. _____________________ It's a standalone novel.

He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.

"You seriously think that you can run away from me?" He sniggered darkly. His obsession, his madness over me peeped at me through his eyes. Taking long steps, he approached me, causing me to pace backwards until I met the wall standing tall behind me. Clutching my fistful of hairs in his hand, he titled my head and sniffed my neck; walking extremely close to me. "That too with my child? You wish so?" "It's not your child." Leaving the nape of my neck, he raised his head and looked straight in my eyes. His black, dark eyes, as if is possessed by some ghost, were ready to murder any living being in front of him. "It's just mine." He smirked, sending shiver down my spine. This is the most animalistic form I have seen of his', in these whole eleven years of span. Bending his head down, he let his warm lips to enfold mine. "Winter sweetheart, you didn't understood my true nature even after so many years?" I frowned, not finding his words penetrating my thick skull. "I take what's mine. And if not peacefully, than I can also snatch it." Except of our racing heart beats, nothing could be heard. There was absolute silence. A new fear unlocked from the depth of my heart and made it's way up to the surface. "And as far as I know, you and the baby growing in your womb, both are mine." ~ All pic credit goes to it's rightful owner.

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?