"Try to touch her, speak to her, look at her and even think of her. You'd wish you already died" "It's not selfishness when you both love each other."

Married to a man who would go to ends of the earth to make her happy, Layla didn't live the picture perfect life she had always dreamt of. It was rather considered a curse After the second beep, his gruff voice rang on the other end of the call "si, who am I speaking with " Her heart thudded sharply in her chest on hearing his voice, he would forever have that effect on her. "Don't waste my time, I have important things to do " He spoke on obviously irritated at her silence Layla's lips quivered in what seemed like an attempt to make a sentence but rather she hung up the call after seconds of utter silence. The pretty little bundle of joy begun crying in her crib immediately Layla picked up the glass of water on her side table, it was as if she was aware of her mother's vile intentions.

As a servant in the kings castle you have to obey whatever he commands. Emilia is one of the lowest servants. And she dreams to one day be more, but all she has ever known is this life. But things start to change for her when, as a punishment, she must serve the king personally.

⚠️ Dark themes alert: captivity, wild desires, broken pasts, and two love stories that will wreck your soul in the best way. "I'm finished." That's all she could whisper... barefoot, bruised, and locked in a dungeon with a snake slithering toward her. Until he barged in. Dawrfing the premises. Gun holster hanging his thigh. Dirt-stained white shirt. Wild eyes. Something about his raw presence screamed: Survive. She's innocent, shattered by fate. An earthquake survivor. Fled from the pawn of flesh traders. He's rough, haunted by his past. Serkhayl never meant to be anyone's hero. But what happens -when innocence meets raw wildness, ________________ Far away from that jungle of silence, another storm is rising... Kunan Shah - the spoiled, reckless son of a billionaire with a devil-may-care smirk and a garage full of sins - wasn't supposed to fall for Raniya, a girl sold like an object, her fire buried beneath forced smiles and silk skirts. He bought her freedom. But can he give her a life? She doesn't believe in fairy tales. He doesn't believe in love. Yet neither can walk away. 🔥 Two brothers. 💔 Two broken girls. 🌪️ One bloodline wrapped in secrets, lust, and redemption. This isn't just romance. It's survival. It's obsession. It's love - when the world gives you every reason to run. Read now - and brace yourself. This story will haunt you, heal you, and hold you hostage.

If you don't want to be my wife, then be ready to be my mistress." ~~~~~ An accident shattered Alessia Rossi's life, in ways she never imagined. Just as she starts from scratch, her destroyer returns. Nikolai De Moretti. The Mafia King. Her nightmare. Alessia is his addiction, his obsession, his forbidden fruit. He craves her like a moth to a flame, envious of even the air that touches her. He burns her world to ashes until she has nowhere to run... except into his arms. But Alessia is no longer the naïve girl he destroyed. She returns to him with vengeance burning in her veins. Will she still see Nikolai as an enemy when she discovers the truth, which will break her in ways he never could? When passion ignites, and tempers clash, buried secrets begin to unfold, and the war between Obsession and Revenge begins... ~~~~ Warning: Dark Romance with steamy scenes, 18+ content, slight bdsm, comedy, and lots of love. Move ahead at your own risk.

Love story of power ,money and retribution.....lets join the journey Falcon A ruthless , heartless and emotionless Monster aka CAPO of Europe and Asian Mafia. When I saw her the organ in my chest started another work except pumping, it started beating for her one glance. I was made to kill, demolish and ruin whoever tried to cross me. I am insanely possessive of my things. Whatever belongs to me remains mine and mine , whether it is my vase , my shoes or my maid and you dare to cross me,play with my mind. Now she will suffer the consequences. Be ready to live in my cage FOREVER ! Nandini They broke me, tested me, but I never said anything. Even my so-called family did not care about me . My own people cheated on me . But the stranger to whom I was nothing gave me what my own family could never give: Love and protection. But he snatched those people from me. He killed my soul. My heart stopped feeling emotion. Those people were ruthlessly snatched from me. The beating heart inside me froze. Now in this body there is only blood flowing in the veins, not the heart. HEART, only an organ to keep me alive. NOW I HAVE NOTHING left except the hollow body and I won't allow him Now I have nothing to lose and no hope of gaining. HE gave me the sorrow of life, took away all my soul from my existence. There is nothing in this hollow body now. This body will never be his. Never. Not EVER!

What is the meaning of life when you have lived the most tragic of them all. I'm an 18 year old High School Senior and this is my life story, My tragic downfall the feeling of self harming is what I desire the most out every day. Can I change due to circumstance or will destiny steer my life in a pained direction. Warning:🛑🚧🛑 A Dark Romance Novel TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ 18+ SELF HARM, ADULT ROMANCE, STALKING, PSYCHO BEHAVIOR, SEX, RAPE, DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, MURDER, MYSTERY All Rights Reserved @Copyright JessicaYanez2020 I as the author immediately owns the copyright in the work and only I enjoy rights, including the right to reproduce or redistribute the work, or to transfer or license such rights to others. In the case of works made for hire, No one can copy my writing nor my novels if so i will contact the company's or apps and have them taking down. I automatically have a timeline on all social media accounts for every novel written and can prove the works belong solely to me.

⚠️BE WARNED⚠️: This book is a dark romance and contains abusive and mature content. Ava Evans found the love of her life. However, her parents did not approve of her love for him because of his low status in life, but she did not listen to them and followed her heart. After marrying him, she thought that she would live her happy ever after with him. Unfortunately, her dreams of a happy life were dispelled when she woke up after their wedding night and received her husband's death message. She literally woke up from a dream to be drawn into a real nightmare. After her husband's death, her life collapsed and she did not want to live any longer until she found out the little gift he had left her before he died. When she thought that she had her life back together and was over him, fate knocked on the door and gave him back to her. But there was a problem. Her prince charming wasn't the one who he claimed to be. Piece by piece he showed her his true colors. Will she accept him after knowing his dark secrets? Started: 15.02.2020 Completed: 30.04.2020 [EDITED] ⚠️⚠️⚠️I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK! MY BOOKS ARE MY HARD WORK! I PUT TIME AND EFFORT IN THEM!⚠️⚠️⚠️

"Stop! You can't touch me like this... it's inappropriate," she gasped, her voice trembling as his hand slipped past the waistband of her shorts. "Why, baby girl? Aren't you the same one who's been craving me since we were kids? Besides, I'm your husband," he whispered with a devilish grin, his eyes dark with hunger. "No, you can't do this!" Her voice shook with defiance as she punched his chest, but before she could break free, his large hand covered her mouth, stifling her protests. Sometimes, the raw lust for someone... the need to possess them... can spiral into wicked desires, drowning everything in its path. And nothing-no boundaries, no walls-can stop it. Author's Note: Warning: This story is intended for readers 18+ due to its sensitive content. It contains themes of abuse, manipulation. Please proceed with caution as these elements may be disturbing to some readers. This narrative explores difficult and challenging themes, and I want to ensure that readers are fully aware of the nature of the story before diving in.