With his thumb, he brushed a tear off my cheek. "I want to make a few things clear Astrid." His lips brush mine with each word. "Touch another man, he dies. Let another man touch you, he dies." He pauses, his eyes trailing down my body. "Tell me I can't touch you..." he forces my back against the wall, the warmth of his chest feeling forbidden to me as I melt into his touch, "and I fucking die." When this section is used in the book twisted lies is quoted btw ⚠️ ~ Explanation: Astrid, a young woman is thrust into an arranged marriage with a ruthless Mafia leader. Tasked with the unimaginable mission of seducing him then killing him in cold blood, she finds herself drawn to his dark and dangerous world. As her feelings for him begin to grow, she is torn between loyalty to her father and the intoxicating pull of forbidden love. Will she choose to stay by his side, or will she betray him to save herself? There's only one way to find out...

When 17 year old Blair finally gets adopted into a loving family, nothing like her last one, dark, scary, torturous. Then she finally meets Alex her adoptive brothers best friend, well it's unusual because she's never had someone he so nice to her, especially not a guy. He's nice, sweet and even helps her when she's sick. She thinks she loves him, but does he love her? 17 year old Alex see's Blair for the first time, his whole world spins around. She is sunshine itself. She makes him want to decorate everything in bright colors just to make her happy, anything to make her happy. He loves her, but does she love him? What happens when rain and sunshine meet? A rainbow. All my pictures are from Pinterest!

ESTA OBRA É UM DARK ROMANCE 🔞 Emma Wilde vive entre dois mundos, e nenhum deles é seguro. Para muitos, ela é apenas uma bailarina brilhante que reaparece em Nova York sempre que precisa de ar. Mas, nas sombras, seu nome ecoa como um fantasma procurado em grande parte do continente asiático, uma agente moldada pela Umbra desde os dezesseis anos e treinada para sobreviver onde poucos resistem. Ela sempre soube que confiar era uma fraqueza... até Mason Marshesi aparecer. Sarcástico, egocêntrico e herdeiro de um império que ninguém entende como nasceu, Emma jurou queimar tudo o que leva o nome dele, tijolo por tijolo. Até vê-lo sangrar diante dos seus pés. Ele é tudo o que ela deveria odiar, e ela odeia. Mas isso não o impede de invadir seu caminho, desmontar suas defesas e despertar nela um sentimento que vive na fronteira entre o ódio, o perigo e o... desejo. Entre perseguições, segredos antigos e vingança. Emma precisa decidir o que pode destruí-la primeiro: o inimigo que está caçando sua vida... ou o homem que está mexendo com tudo o que ela acreditava sobre si mesma. E no fim, eles irão descobrir que por mais proibido que seja... eles sempre serão o império um do outro. Capa por: @csagedesign on ig

If you like fantasy/romance you should try my story The Flower Longed Death. It is written a LOT better than this one is! -------------------------- "You must've got the wrong impression if you keep expecting to get away with shit like this, so let me make things clear," He says with a calm smile. He moves his face closer to mine, losing the lighthearted grin that had previously cooled my nerves. I get a better look at the scar across the bridge of his nose, and the vague one X'ed onto his lips. Now I want them even more. -------------------------- Eighteen year old Mileva never thought her past would catch up to her after leaving years ago to live in New York City. She didn't think she wanted it to. However, she also didn't think she would cross paths with a guy like Valen, the Italian Mafia's heir. He's only twenty three, but he's somehow the most attractive and intimidating man she has ever met, let alone heard of. Mileva battles her anxiety adjusting to this new life of hers, while Valen is just getting comfortable with his new obsession. -------------------------- Word count: 110,000 There is a lot of graphic content, so please read carefully! List of specific warnings can be found in the introduction. The writing gets better as the story progresses, I promise.

Quintessa Snow La Celistra has always lived a quiet, reserved life, dreaming of devoting herself to God like her aunt. At 23, she's never had a boyfriend, never chased love-her path is clear, her future planned. But everything changes when Nikolai Vaughn Hoig, the stranger she once shared a night with, enters her life. And who knows... a secret she's never known will surface, threatening to shatter her world. Something from her past... about her father's disappearance. Who would have thought a petal could bloom... even in a world of gunpowder?

She was meant to be a peace offering. Instead, she became their obsession. When Eve Cavalari is forced into an arranged marriage with Vladimir Morozov, the notorious Pakhan to a rival mafia dynasty, she expects her life to be signed away in silence. But Vladimir doesn't't believe in tradition-or mercy. To him, loyalty is forged in fire, and his closest men, his ruthless consigliere and his violent enforcer, are bound to him in every way that matters. As the days pass by, Eve learns her role is far more dangerous than the daughter of a don, far more consuming than the bride of a king. She has been bound not to one man, but three. Each claims a piece of her: Vladimir, cold and commanding, who rules with unshakable control. Dante, the sharp-minded strategist, whose quiet intensity hides a lethal edge. Grayson, brutal and untamed, a storm of violence and desire. Together, they pull Eve into a world of fractured loyalties and forbidden hunger, where passion is entwined with peril and betrayal carries a death sentence. She was meant to unite two empires. Instead, she may be the spark that sets them all on fire.

"Tell me." He whispered, voice husky with amusement. "If I take this dress off of you and touch you here." His thumb traced slow circles over the tightening nub, rubbing gently, deliberately making it harder. "Would you be wet, Олонок?" Heat surged through me like wildfire. My breath hitched before I could stop it. My lips parted, and instinctively, I bit down on my lower lip, tasting my own flesh. His thumb continued its torturous dance over the areola, small circles that became firmer, coaxing every nerve to attention. I could feel the skin puckering under his touch, my body betraying me in slow, shuddering responses. I wanted to pull away, to stand, to breathe but the grip of his gaze held me captive. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elara Sinclair came to Maryville to disappear. After fleeing the engagement her father arranged, one that would have chained her to a life she didn't choose. She only wants quiet, classes, anonymity, and a future of her own making. But quiet shatters the moment she enrolls in Russian during her third year. Her professor, Draven Volkov, is everything she should avoid. Commanding Magnetic Impossible to ignore. His dark eyes promise more than language lessons, and his words curl around her like silk. But behind the sharp suits and the accent is a man with secrets far more dangerous than she realizes. Because Draven Volkov isn't just a professor. He's Lucius Romanov, heir to a ruthless Russian mafia dynasty, hiding in plain sight. As Elara struggles to outrun her past, she finds herself entangled in his. Desire wars with fear, attraction with survival, and every step closer to him pulls her deeper into a world of power, deception, and sin. In Maryville, falling for the wrong man doesn't just break hearts. It can cost lives.

"𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥," Zane finally gave in before smashing his lips right back against my own, kissing me with expertise. He pressed me up against the tree, stealing my wrists and pinning them atop my head against the bark. I melted against his body in response to his kiss, instantly responding to his kiss, shuddering when his thigh slid up between my legs. "Zane..." "Shhh," he shushed softly, his body imprisoning mine, as he drew closer to me. "Just let me make you feel good tonight." ❦ Spencer had long accepted the lonely fate the Moon Goddess dealt her-the only mateless she-wolf of the White Crescent pack. Instead, her fate remained with the quiet nature of her wolf and the pack she protects. But when a trespasser breaks into her territory, everything she thought she knew shatters. Zane is no ordinary wolf. He's charming and anything but innocent, yet his presence makes Spencer's instincts flare-for better or worse. Sent on a covert mission by the Elders to uncover a growing threat within the supernatural ranks, Zane never expected to be captured or to find his fated mate in the one woman standing between him and the truth. She's fierce and untouchable. He's secretive and bound to a role that could destroy them both. And yet, the mate bond doesn't care about timing, duty, or consequences. Zane will have to choose between the mission he's sworn to complete-or the mate who already owns his heart. Fate has bound their souls, but will their loyalties test the limits of that bond?

Heir Ashwat Singhania, known for his brilliance and charm, despises fake smiles but is captivated by Saumya Sinha's, his rival's, genuine one. He is thrown into an inheritance battle at Velvet Ember Lounge, an exclusive lounge of Hotel Ember, owned by the Singhania Group. Saumya Sinha, with her radiant smile and the eldest child of Sinha's becomes the heir of Hotel Iris, Owned by The Sinha Group. It was a place full of childhood memories. However she must set those memories aside and quickly adapt to the challenges and prejudices she faces at work. What neither of them know-what changes everything-is the clause written decades ago by two best friends who once dreamed of building an empire together: "If the next heirs do not marry each other, neither will inherit their legacy." Suddenly, the two biggest competitors in luxury hospitality are forced into a marriage contract neither saw coming-a bond they never asked for, wrapped in signatures and soaked in generations of silence. Now Ashwat and Saumya are tangled in something far messier than business. "Even if we're married, don't mistake it for acceptance. It's just a deal, Ashwat,a shortcut to the throne we were promised. And trust me, the day I reach where I'm meant to be...I will ruin you." "Try to your heart's content Saumya, Every time you try to ruin me, remember, I was built for destruction. You're just testing the depth of your own grave." They're living under the same roof. Smiling for the cameras. Holding hands for investors. Pretending not to feel the pull that only grows with every accidental touch and heated fight. But in between, simmers a deeper truth: They don't just carry the burden of companies. They carry the forgotten love of two men who once swore their families would always stand side by side. Now it's up to Ashwat and Saumya to decide- Will they burn the bond that ties them, or will they become the love story their grandfathers believed in?

***** Dark Romance "I'll inflict every bit of pain in you. You saw what's being loved by me was like. It's time for you to see what's being despised by me is like. Every part of me would love to see you suffer" "Get ready to endure every bit of AFFLICTION" *****