"𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜é 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐬" | | MATURE CONTENT 18+ | | A contract between two powerful families. A girl that was promised to the first-born son of the King family. But she sets her eyes on 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧. And for her it felt like 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 to flirt with 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞. • • •

Book Cover By @sudansaint Drawn to the veiled danger of an ex-con at her father's tattoo parlor, a bored woman finds thrilling escape in his arms-and an unknown stalker, only for his silent admiration to curdle into a terrifying possessiveness that, instead of terror, ignites a fierce arousal and intrigue within her. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Liam Russell, a man defined by his quiet intensity and deeply possessive nature, emerges from prison seeking a fresh start. He finds it at "Desirable Ink," a tattoo parlor owned by the formidable yet strangely welcoming Jamal Hart. Under Jamal's wing, Liam quickly finds his footing as an artist, but his observant gaze soon fixates on Harmony Hart - Jamal's vibrant, captivating daughter. What begins as a captivated admiration for Harmony quickly curdles into a chilling obsession. Liam watches her, learns her patterns, and soon, stalks her every move, consumed by a fierce, undeniable need to possess her. Unbeknownst to him, Harmony, desperate for a taste of dark desires, is drawn to Liam's silent intensity, seeing a darkness reflected in his watchful eyes. But she isn't fully prepared for what she wishes for.

Five years after a night of forbidden passion, a powerful mafia Don's violent pursuit of a debt leads him back to the enigmatic dancer unaware that she holds a secret that could shatter his empire: his heir. •••••••• Tristian Perry, the undisputed kingpin of New York's underworld, lives by a strict code: power, respect, and ruthless efficiency. A chance encounter five years ago with a young stripper named Lyric Raven resulted in a single night of intense passion, a night he barely remembers amidst the chaos of his life. Lyric, on the other hand, never forgot Tristian. That night left her with Trevor , a son she's fiercely protected, keeping his paternity a secret. Now, five years later, their worlds collide again with explosive force. Tristian, enraged by a dealer's betrayal, traces him to his apartment, only to find Lyric and Trevor living there with him. He kidnaps them both, intending to use them as leverage against her brother until his debt is paid. Lyric, hardened by five years of single motherhood but still possessing the spark that initially captivated him, ignites a dangerous desire he thought he'd buried. Tristian is torn between his ruthless nature, his growing affection for Trevor, and his re-emerging obsession with Lyric.

فتاه تنقلب حياتها رأساً علي عقب حينما تكون الشاهد الوحيد علي جريمه قتل فيصبح القاتل مهووس بها

نيكولاي لاروس الابن غير الشرعي للزعيم مادنس جينوفسي ....قد تتسألون ماذا يكون ولما تلك الاساطير حوله ...وما سر ذلك التشوه الذي افسد الشق الايسر من وجه الوسيم....نعم سمعت الكثير والكثير ....لكن هذه الاسرار اكتفي الجميع بكتمانها واختفت مع طيات الماضي ....نيكولاي احد اضلع مثلث الجحيم ....شيطان مشوه من الداخل والخارج ....اعين مضلمه تتطلع الي روحك وتعبث بعقلك...نعم هذا هو زعيمي ....هذا هو الرجل الذي دنس روحي بخطيئه العشق ....ربما الامر خاطئ وربما محرم لكني كنتُ غارقه حتي النخاع ....حاربت الامر بكل قوتي ....لكني فشلت ...عينيه اغرقتني في ظلام لا ينتهي ....دنس روحي واستباح كل ماهو محرم ....نعم كان ساماً جعلني لا ادرك خطواتي وانسي كل شئ ...وانسي اني وقعت في غرام اخي .... الجزء الاخير من سلسله (شياطين من نوع خاص .... special type demons) مثلث الجحيم ⏏️

War is not what you think, sometimes the war is inside your mind before your home.... About your identity .... About your madness .... About your obsess الحرب ليست كما تعتقد ، احيانا تكون الحرب داخل عقلك قبل موطنك ....عن هويتك ....عن جنونك ....عن هوسك كونك قارئه لا يعني انك مؤهله كفايه لتكوني رماديه ....الروايه ليست للقراءه وانما للاحتراق حتي الرماد تنبيه الروايه غير مناسبه لبعض الفئات مما تحتويه علي اساليب نفسيه عنيفه ومظلمه

لا اتذكر ذلك اليوم جيداً اتذكر وجهه ملامحه الحاده وعينيه الفارغه ،يديه الصلبتين وجسده الذي احتواني كاللعبه الصغيره كان لازال شاباً يافعاً وانا كنتُ هشه لللغايه لم يسالني حتي ما اسمي ولا حتي من انا ....لا اتذكر اسمي كنتُ صغيره وضعيفه ادخلني سيارته بعد ان ابرح الاوغاد ضرباً كنت قد اختبئتُ في زاويه وانا اراه يضربهم بدون رحمه وعينيه كانت مُرعبه للغايه لم اري بهم سوي الفراغ فقط بعد ان انتهي منهم تقدم نحوي بهدوء وانا انكمشتُ خوفاً منه بقوه وعندما اقترب مني بهدوء مد يديه الصلبه ذات العروق البارزه رفع ذقني نظرت اليه بخوف وغرقت في بحر عينيه كان اوسم رجل اراه وسيم وجميل ظللتُ احدق به حتي حملني بهدوء شديد بين ذراعيه وادخلني سيارته كان قد انقذني من هؤلاء الاوغاد فقط انكمشتُ في حضنه ولم ارد تركه ابداً امر السائق ان يقود ثم غطيتُ في نومً عميق شعرتُ بالامان والدفء لم اكن اعرف اي شئ ،صغيره وضعيفه وادركتُ انه سيكون ملاكي الحارس تباً كم كنتُ غبيه ،تبًا كم كنت مُخطئه ...لم يكن به اي شئ جميل سوي خارجه ...وانا كنت صغيره للغايه لادرك الامر والان اصبحت اراه وضوح الشمس كان شيطاناً لعيناً لم ينطق كلمه واحده في حياته ...لم اسمع صوته الا نادراً جداً او يُهئ لي ذلك ....لان الكلمات الوحيده التي كان يُخرجها كانت تعريفاً لل

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.