I started kissing her, removing the blanket from her, she remained only in my long shirt. "Don't do that, please..." She started to speak again but I silenced her with a kiss. "I'll kill your whole family, now kiss me." She immediately kissed me. I started touching her so roughly on her body, but when I looked into her eyes she was looking at me so sad, but so sexy in my shirt. My hatred for her seemed to disappear. I started stroking her cheek. "You are beautiful. You have very beautiful eyes." • This story contains abusive and mature content.

"It could have been hatred but you don't look at the one you hate, like that." "Like what?" His deep voice asked. "Like you are a sinner and she is your salvation." ___________________________ "I played you as a doll huh?" His hot breath whispered in my ear as he twisted my body making my back mould into his warm chest, his arms coming around my waist, holding me like I was fragile flower....made of crystal porcelain. "Have you seen yourself princess? Not a doll, my little treasure, MY doll and I promise the one who lays a finger on you will prefer the dark depths of molten hell than his life." *No toxic relationship* #15 Romance in 1.43 million books #1 dark in 111K books #1 princess 40K books # BlueRose Awards winner #Constellation awards winner

"Wait!" I called out to the dark shadow figure that was leaving without turning back. "Please," my voice wavered as I eyed the bleeding body that laid on the ground ay my feet. Swallowing the urge to vomit, I stepped over his body, reminding myself that the dead man was going to kill me if he wasn't dead. "Go home." The figure demanded in a low voice that echoed from the walls of the alley. I never believed in the stories about tall, dark-aura, scary men that roamed dark alleys like their home. The ones that wouldn't bat an eye at killing someone in order to get what they wanted. The ones who ran the most dangerous organizations, yet never got caught by the government security. I never believed that, it all seemed like a fantasy. That was, until it became my reality.

"Get off of me!" I said to the tall man stood next to me. " Sir what should we do with her?" Suddenly a tall figure towered over me I wouldn't admit it but If I wasn't being held against my will in the middle of the street I would of found him attractive. "Get her in the car she's coming home with us" What!? No this isn't happening before I could think i elbowed the man stood holding my arm in the nose earning a groan of pain. While he was "distracted" I ran forward slapping the boss I assume across the face. "You shouldn't have done that" the boss said and I instantly blacked out. Although before I blacked out I heard a distant "your mine now princess" Oh no.

"I'm going to let go and your not going to scream or try to run, you understand?" He said, his voice was deep and he sounded dangerous I knew I had to listen to him I didn't want to speak so I simply just nodded yes. "Answer in words Ellie" he commands as he slightly removed his hand from my mouth "H-how do y-you k-know my n-name?" I asked, it came out more as a whisper and I'm surprised he heard it "I know lots of things" he said...... The description is not that great but please give my story a chance Also I don't own any of the photos in this story!!! This story had some curse words but nothing too severe!

He was ruthless, He was powerfull, He was heartless, He was the devil, He was the king, He was engaged!! Sebastian Knight, the 26 year old billionare, the CEO of Knight Enterprises, one of the most trusted, powerfull, and successful chain of business the world has ever witnessed. He was also the world's most feared Mafia. He practically ruled the world, but unfortunately he was engaged to Scarlett Rose, a girl who loved his money and fame more than him. She was innocent, She was kind, She was the angel, She had a soft heart, She was engaged!! Padgett Eve, was 25 year old and was the daughter of the businessman Marcus Eve. She was the naive girl who everybody around around her loved, exept her father, she was engaged to Colton Blake, the CEO of Blake Corporation. He agreed to save Marcus's dying company in exchange of thier daughter. What will happen when Padgett and Scarlett meet each other after a long time at a college reunion? What happens when the devil claims the angel as his? Read out to find more

"Soon Diana... Soon you will be mine and you will not even know how fast it will happen", he said in my ear, with his deep voice which sent shivers down my spine. I know I will fall, but I don't know how to stop myself from falling. When he saw her for the first time, all he wanted to do was to kiss her right then and there. Make love to her and take her home with him, to keep her safe from the whole world, like she was his prized possession. Indeed she is. She is his possession. That's how Martin Raul Vincento felt when he saw beautiful Diana Thomson, for the first time. He thought he didn't have a heart like everyone said till he met her. The desire to make her his and the waves of lust he felt to take her in the way he wanted, whenever she opens her smart mouths increases day by day. So, when Diana steps into his office for a job, his game is on. But can he come out of his fears to make his life with her? The Lovely cover is designed by Sweetblast.

He placed both his hard, and muscular hands over my upperarms, as he pinned me to the wall ─preventing me from moving. Questions shot my mind like a thousand bullets, and I shuddered fiercely. What... What was happening?! God! What's he doing?! An-And... here!!! In front of two-hundred Goddamned people!! He clenched his jaw, as he parted his lips, against mine, and spoke: "Resist me." ~~~~~~~ Charlotte Thorne; innocent, dreamy, and naïve, gets her life turned upside down after she decides to leave her parents' home and enjoy a new space of independence ─New work, new place, new relations, new... Employer ─None other than the business magnate Rickard Ellington Conway. Her story continues on as she dives into the cores of human bonds while she aims for a decent and peaceful life. Accompany Charlotte in her search for a 'loveless' life, and continue to enjoy her story ─Charlotte's Story. Book II of 'Charlotte's Story' Series. Trigger Warning: This story may contain scenes/content of violence, vulgar language, sexual scenes that might be triggering to some audience. ©️ 2017 Athenas

She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart.Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness.Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in.Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.