In a world overrun by mutated beasts, defiance is a death sentence. Skirting the rules entirely, a data broker collects secrets of those who rule over the limited human space. Not driven by noble pursuits - she's simply ambitious. Unfortunately, a man set to inherit the hopeless war against the ever-changing nature takes notice, and he intends to cut her insolence out with a blade. Slow and agonisingly. A lesson must be taught. Yet, the spy vanishes into the overcrowded streets. A man whose ascent to power is stained with the blood of allies and enemies alike has a lot to hide, and she never lets him forget she's still out there. Watching. Poisoning the well even further. The manhunt gradually twists into a slow, burning obsession. When enemies close in on all sides, the warlord calls upon his shadow with an alluring promise of truce. Trust is a knife. He hands it to her. Further story is available at: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DRSX826G

You move through life thinking you're in control, unaware that every step has already been written. You put your faith in destiny - but what if that destiny belongs to someone else? Someone hidden in the shadows, pulling the strings... Someone who's shaped your fate with one quiet desire: to have you.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐇𝐨𝐭, 𝐑𝐚𝐰, 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. *** ♥ This Story is about a lawyer and her hurtful past, and a handsome CEO who falls in love with her at first sight and would go to Great lengths to make her his. Even if it meant manipulating her past. Even if it meant manipulating her path into his. What happens when Vardan, a man who never cared for love, becomes obsessed with Amethyst? When her mysterious past turns into his obsession and her smile turns into his deepest craving? And when their worlds collide in a way neither of them could have imagined? Read how she recovers from her past with his hand in hers. Will he be able to fulfill her life's motives? Will he be able to merge their futures? two people who couldn't be more different, bound together by the ties of marriage. Can they conquer their inner demons and find peace together? read and find out. ♥ 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙜 𝙢𝙚𝙣, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨. 𝙀𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠. *this is the first book of The Midnight court. can be read as a standalone*

The synchronicity of sound is with in the apostles of the black goat Judas a spin off set in a different omniverse dive in the new omniverse the 6th book.A collab with Rico D. Sanchez

"She was his weakness. He became her destruction. Now, the game begins again." "Blood may stain his hands, but only her love can break his soul." Love was supposed to save them. Instead, it tore them apart. Klara vanished into the depths of the forest, her heart shattered by the man she once trusted more than her own life. He had hurt her, doubted her, insulted her love-and yet, no matter how far she runs, she cannot silence the memory of his touch, his voice, his presence. Alone in an abandoned house, she tells herself she can survive without him. But her heart refuses to let go. Because no matter what he did, she cannot hate him... she still loves him. Kian never meant to lose her. He never meant to break the only woman who held his world together. But rage blinded him. Anger twisted his love. Now, with Klara gone, he is left with regret, torment, and questions that consume him-is she alive, or has the ocean swallowed her forever? The truth will cut deeper than he ever imagined, for he will soon discover it was all a trap. A cruel game meant to rip his lilac away from him. With Klara lost, the ruthless mafia boss is reborn-silent, cold, merciless. But beneath the cruelty, a man still bleeds for the woman he can't forget. Two hearts divided. Two souls haunted. One love that refuses to die. When fate throws them together again, will their love heal the wounds of betrayal... or destroy them both forever?

Growing up in a home filled with chaos, you learned to stay small, quiet, and careful-your brother becoming the only person who ever truly protected you. But when your world collapses, danger hits harder than ever. Moments before your boss sells you into trafficking, a shadowed mafia stranger rescues you. You don't know who he is or what he wants, but your instincts say he's your only chance at safety. Still... how do you trust a man whose world could destroy you as easily as it saved you?

If you're looking for a book that has a lot of whores and ill shit you have come to the right place! Trigger warning 😝 [Blurb ↓] Mateo and Amara are childhood best friends that have grown up in the cartel. They have been many of each other's firsts and share a deep bond, however they have never been official. Many of people would attribute this to their 'whoracity' and their extreme drug use. However, they have remained loyal friends. This all changes when a certain someone is introduced. Like a ray of sunshine in Mateos life, she wishes to see him flourish, threatening to ruin Amara and Mateos relationship, much to the dismay or enjoyment of many. Now wouldn't you like to know how this shit ends weather boy? IFYKYK. #Belt #itlltakecareofitself #cockthatheadtotheside #tears #moansfilledtheroom #dontbeamiranda Dual-Story POV Drug abuse OPEN ASS DOOR WARNING: THIS BOOK IS TROPE-SUBVERSIVE

*Based Off Of An Imagine* He stepped forward, slow, deliberate. She backed up without thinking, and in seconds her shoulders hit the wall. He hadn't even raised his voice, hadn't laid a hand on her - and yet she was cornered, trembling under the sheer weight of him. "You really are tiny." AJ murmured, his voice dropping dangerously low. His gaze swept over, unhurried, unflinching. "Shy. And you think that makes you forgettable." "I-I don't mean to-" "Don't apologize." The sharpness in his tone cut through her excuse. He leaned down, close enough that his breath brushed her cheek, close enough that his warmth wrapped around her like a cage. "You don't realize what you do to people, do you? You walk around here acting like a rookie that one sees.. but you've got my attention." Her lips parted, but no sound came out. His gaze dipped, just for a second, to her lips, before looking at her wide eyes again. His hands twitched at his side, like he was stopping himself from reaching out towards her. The silence stretched, heavy, electric, until her chest ached from holding her breath. Finally, AJ straightened, though his presence didn't ease. "You're not forgettable." He said, his voice deep, absolute. "And don't make me repeat myself." Then he walked past, his shoulder brushing hers as he left her trembling against the wall, her whole body buzzing with truth.

I was sitting in my car high as shit and I heard a car and saw the headlights beaming on my car. Please don't be him. He came by the door and pulled it open Fuck I left it unlocked . He covered my mouth to drag me and put me in the 2010 Ford Mustang. I froze in shock that it happened all over again . He sped off and I turned to him just watch his face contorted every which way. He grabs the steering wheel tighter with the white of his knuckles showing. He glanced over at me who looked away facing forwards sitting hunched over in my seat. My hands were clammy and sweat began to form on the back of my neck . He shifted his focus back on the road once he hit the freeway he changed lanes by zooming in between . When we arrived at his houseI knew the drill I got out was closing the door behind me. I sat down on the couch, hands in my lap fidgeting. He got a fireball and popped it open. "You said you wanted this," He reminded me. It was true and I hated that my body reacted the way it did . I squeezed my thighs tighter together to relieve the need for any intimate contact. "I know" I sighed, my head hung low defeated. He glanced at my thighs and set his bottle down. He reached over his hand, glided up and done my thigh like butter. My breath became short, he scraped me with his nails and my head rolled back.

#1 rank on rareblood 7 Nov 2025 #87 ranking in fictional character out of 3.37K books 7 Nov 2025 #3 rank on supernatural romance Aisha, love means sacrifice. For her little sister Diya, it means a desperate bargain with the devil himself: Siddharth Raichand. ------------------------------------------------------------------ "I can't die," I whispered, the words barely audible. "For Diya's is safety. The wind howled through the open window, blowing strands of my hair across my face. HE WAS STANDING THERE HIS BACK FACING ME. My reflection in the glass looked like a stranger eyes- red, face pale, lips trembling, but somewhere inside that broken image was a flicker of something still alive. Siddharth's voice echoed faintly in my memory, "You don't get to scare me like that, Aisha." ------------------------------------------------------------------ "I don't want to fight tonight," he said. I laughed softly, bitterly. "Fight? I've already lost." she possesses a rare blood that Siddharth Raichand, a creature of the night, cannot live without. Now, the girl who sought a miracle for her sister is now his prisoner. she must find a way to survive the one man who claims her as his ultimate obsession. She thought he is My personal hell. ​He promised salvation, then claimed her. Trapped in his opulent world, she's a pawn in his ancient game, her rare blood a siren call to his hidden darkness. Siddharth said ​"You're mine, little bird. Every single drop." ​His possessive grip tightens. Her fear wars with a forbidden fascination. Some cages are made of gold. Some monsters wear a deadly smile. "Everyone says touch her and die, he says see her once and get ready to die". Hey little reader I'm not a hero,I'm a villain I doesn't make cry, I make them bleed TROPES IT IS A DARK FANTASY ROMANCE HE IS A DADDY. darkness x sunshine vampire x human no blood x rare blood forced proximity #Alphamale #paranormal romance #urban fantasy