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.

DARK ROMANCE!!! "Tsk." "See, what your disobedience did." He rasped in a mocking tone. His head tilted to the left as he peered down at her with a smirk so malicious, that one would immediately know that he was the cause of the disaster around her. Sasha scooted back in horror and turned around, she stood up on her trembling legs, and just as she took a few steps to get away from the monster behind her, she ended up facing him. He was pale, he had red eyes and he was everything but a gentleman. Only if that one unfortunate night, she didn't help him, hell wouldn't have cocooned her in its embrace. ********* Sasha Walton known as the kindest princess among the kingdoms was a twenty-two years old sunshine of her kingdom that once bloomed in glory. Every other person admired her because of her kind and friendly nature. With her kindness came her bravery...but with her kindness she ended up falling in the claws of a merciless beast who wasn't even a human to begin with. Ragnar, a king no one had ever seen but was feared by the whole world. He lurked in the shadows of the night and feasted on his enemies. He was known as the cruelest king and on one fortunate night, he came across someone so opposite to his world. He was intrigued and obsessed with her. He yearns to possess her, claim her, and captivate her in every possible way he can because little Sasha belongs to him. WARNING! This story contains a non-consensual relationship, a toxic male lead, and a lot of gore. 18+

"𝘈 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵" "No?" he questioned as her eyes flew open and she nodded. "It wasn't an option baby" he whispered as he placed a kiss on her thin neck, making her shiver and clutch onto his suit "When I say something you do it" "N-No" her answer wavered and his grip on her jaw tightened. He noticed a small adhesive bandage on her neck from when the knife dug at her skin yesterday. His thumb caressed the spot as her heartbeat quickened "See" his eyes met hers "I didn't even touch you yesterday, but you already have a bruise. What do you think will happen when I finally make you mine?" She gulped hard but refused to give up to a person who was practically a stranger to her "I'm not yours" she breathed out. "Again, not an option baby" ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ Abigor Hayes, the mafia feared by nations. He was known for committing every single crime that the world has known, but never getting caught for it. Being the current head of the powerful Hayes family, no one could even touch him. What happens when the Mafia King attends the annual ball and meets Aria Leighton, a woman with unearthly beauty and magic in her fingers? He now wanted what he shouldn't have, but are things really as simple as Aria makes them seem to be?

"I haven't even done anything to you and you're already crying." Xavier murmurs. I can only sob harder in response. "You're going to show everyone aren't you?" He grabs a lock of my hair, almost endearingly and tucks it behind my ear. "If I was going to show everyone, I would have done it already." "Then delete the video." I say, hating how wildly desperate I sound. "I'm begging you please, Xavier." Those last two words hang in the air between us in a way I don't fully understand. Xavier tilts his head slightly and there's a darkness that's filtering through his gaze. It makes my face burn under his scorching stare. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── When Isa Carrow transfers from Oakbridge Highschool to Cedora Hills Private Highschool, with the help of her rich aunt, she believes that she is granted an opportunity at a fresh start, a way for her to redeem herself and prove that her past does not define her. But when the very secret that she is running from falls into the hands of the one person she'd wanted to stay away from, she will quickly come to understand that what she had viewed as a path to liberty was nothing short of a trap in disguise.

𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 =========================== He walked in and locked the door. "The only time you talk in this whole fucking week is to a little boy?" He walked towards me and started to remove his blazer and undoing his pants. "What are you doing?" I asked strongly yet I was internally trembling. "Fucking you" And with that he grabs me, turns me around, grabs my hands and pushed me down the table behind me. Before I could process, he lifted my dress, and in a second his dick entered my surprisingly wet pussy. He wasn't sweet at all. He was harsh and I tried to not moan so that I don't embarrass myself in front of others and so that he doesn't hear a voice from me. "The way people looked at you pissed me off so fucking much" I held on the table sides as he was ruthless on his thrusts and I started to cry at the pleasure and humiliation that was building up. "I just wanted to remove everyone's eyes" he said and I cried more. His thrusts were so hard that my legs lifted from the floor and were in air, my pussy was at the mercy of his dick. He bends over me and I felt a tear in my dress. He removed my hair from the back, and whispered, "Scream out loud, don't hide those pretty little moans from me, let others also know to whom does this pussy belong to" ======================== ||FAST PACED BOOK||

"I'm going to chase you till my last breath and beyond that... because my Obsession is Beyond The Sky, Beyond this Universe, Beyond this World..."

Dark Romance! I was betrothed to a man the world feared. Victor Volkov, the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva. A man carved from control and violence, who ruled with silence and destroyed without hesitation. This marriage was never meant to be love. It was an alliance. Power bound in blood and signatures. And I was the price. Men like him don't love. They take. They cage. They own. From the moment I stepped into his world, I knew one thing: I would never be free again. Because Victor doesn't let go of what belongs to him. But what he doesn't know... is that I didn't walk into his life as a victim. I came with a mind sharp enough to study the monster who thinks he's untouchable. He watches me like I'm something fragile. Something to break. Something to keep locked away from the world. And sometimes... I let him think that. But every glance I steal, every word I choose, every silence I hold... I'm learning him. Unraveling him. And the more I do... the more dangerous he becomes. Because Victor Volkov is starting to change. His control is slipping in ways no one else can see. His patience is wearing thin. And his obsession with me... is turning into something darker. Something possessive. Something that borders on madness. He doesn't just want me. He wants to own me. Body. Mind. Soul. And the terrifying part? A part of me... doesn't want to escape. Because the deeper I fall into his world of power, sin, and control. The more I realize... I was never meant to survive him. I was meant to become his.

Lennon Hayes lives a simple small‑town life until her family falls into debt trying to save their fishing business. In exchange for the loan, Lennon is sent to Serbia to "work" for a powerful Clan. In reality, she's a prisoner - a bargaining chip in a world she never knew existed. There, she draws the attention of Vuk Vukojević, the Clan's erratic, borderline‑psychotic leader whose fixation snaps into place the moment he sees her. Trapped in a foreign country, surrounded by danger she doesn't understand, Lennon wants only one thing: to go home and keep her family safe. But escaping a man like Vuk, and the world he rules, may cost her more than she ever imagined.