"My heart was a canvas, blank and unaware, until the day I met her. Her eyes were the paintbrush that stroked the colors of love, laughter, and adventure. With every moment we shared, a new shade of beauty was added to my life's masterpiece. Her touch ignited a fire that melted my fears, and her smile lit up the sky. I found my home, my safe haven, my forever love. She is the poetry that makes my heart sing, the music that makes my soul dance, and the love that makes my life a work of art." "He walked into my life like a storm, shaking the foundations of my soul. His eyes were the lightning that illuminated the darkness, revealing a love so pure and true. His strong arms were the shelter from the tempest, holding me close and keeping me safe. His gentle touch was the sunshine that warmed my heart, and his loving words were the rain that nourished my spirit. With every breath, I fell deeper into the ocean of his love, drowning in the depths of his kindness, humor, and strength. He is the anchor that holds me steady, the compass that guides me true, and the love that makes my heart whole #6 in top 10

𝘖𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 [𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗 ] 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. "Please," I whisper. His touch becomes rougher, and my moans turn more wanton. He makes me unable to recognize myself as he pushes me over the edge. "Arush" I moan as my muscles tighten around his fingers, pleasure rushing through my body in a way it never has before. He smirks, and then he leans in to kiss me, his touch gentler now. He kisses me so sweetly that my heart can't help but skip a beat. My hands run over his chest and up, until I've got my arms wrapped around his neck, the tips of my fingers at his nape. I pull him closer, desperate for more, but he pulls away, the smile melting off his fac "The next time you want this, you come to me," he tells me, his expression hardening. "Stay away from Rohit. He's not for you." I blink in confusion as he lowers me to the floor and cages me in. I look into his eyes, my racing heart beating in a different rhythm than before. "What are you... what are you talking about? " He smiles humorlessly and brushes my hair out of my face, his gaze cold. "If you want to become some rich guy's mistress, then be mine. It's fucking embarrassing to see you flirt with him. If I ever catch you behaving this way again, I'll fire you. No one will be able to save you." My heart sinks, and I look away to hide the sudden pain his words inflict. 𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄 & 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐀𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐀. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙱𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚎. Sex happened, fight happened, finally marriage happened. This book isn't mine most of the story line belongs to Cathriana book the temporary wife. Don't mind please! [ 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝟭𝟴+ ] 𝗛𝗮𝗽

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫-𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫. : ̗̀➛𝐀𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐱 𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐥 ══✿══╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══✿══ In a world where power and fear define him, and silence and resilience shape her, their paths collide in an unexpected twist of fate-an arranged marriage. He is cold, ruthless, and possessive, a man who never bows to emotions, yet from the moment he sees her, something inside him shifts. She, a broken soul, never wished for love, yet finds herself trapped in the intensity of his gaze, his obsession, his unwavering claim over her. A battle of hearts and wills, where passion burns, tempers clash, and love unfolds in the most unexpected way. He is her storm, she is his calm-together, they create chaos wrapped in desire. Their love is raw, untamed, and all-consuming-a fire that refuses to die out. He claims her as his, guards her like a treasure, and worships her in ways words can't describe. Their story isn't just about love-it's about finding home in someone you never saw coming. ══✿══╡°˖✧✿✧˖°╞══✿══ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 Unedited version- may contain errors.

She was a beauty to behold. Never stepping out of house, her grandparents provided everything after her tragic past. But what if her past is catching up to her. Not one, two but three problems chasing her. Will she be able to lead a happy life? On the other side is your typical hotshot billionaire who has the looks, the money, the women, everything. He doesn't take shit from anyone except his loved ones. Will he protect her? Cherish her? See past her beauty and love her for who she was? Join their journey to know about. ****************************************** Very amateur writing and story plot....becoz this is my first time!!

"You see him as an heir of your empire and not as a family member. All you care about is the inheritance and not the child. If all you want is an heir then why not marry someone and produce as many heirs as you want." She stopped as she narrowed her eyes at him. And then with a mocking expression she continued, "Or is it that you are unable to Re.Pro.Duce??" seeing the angry flush on his face her heart smiled with satisfaction. But before she could celebrate her little victory against him he pulled her from her wrist and she collided with his hard chest. Snaking an arm around her waist he held her tightly as she struggled in his hold. "Don't play with fire, Ms Lilly Jones or don't complain to me later if you end up getting burned." "I've never hated anyone as much as I hate you." she spitted. "The feelings are mutual then, sweetheart." he smiled. _______________ He married her to fulfil a promise he had made long ago. She was supposed to be a bride in name only, a wife just on papers. Then why he felt an undeniable hunger in him every time she met his gaze. Desiring her wasn't a part of his plans. He has never wanted anything as much as he wanted her. And that's where everything started to take an unexpected turn... Started on : 27 Dec 2020 Completed on :12 March 2021 ------------- Word count : I'll tell you when I'm done counting 😪

"No respect for the dead." His words came out in silent whispers, his teeth clenched. A small smile tugged on her lips. "Respect is earned in life, my lord. When a man fails to earn respect in life, it cannot suddenly be bestowed on him simply because he returned to the dust whence he came." "At the very least, Lady Atkins, pretend," he admonished. "Pretend to mourn for your husband! You are a woman in mourning! Grief, sadness, decency is expected of you," he growled, stepping so close to her, his nose almost kissed hers. "Not a low-cut, salacious red dress!" She inched forward, jaw set, until she could feel his warm breath on her skin. "And you are a man whose cousin's widow was only a few minutes ago caught with a man on top of her," she shot back, leaning further in until her lips were nearly brushing his as she searched his gaze. "Anger, rage, fury, is expected of you, my lord... Not jealousy!" * Newly widowed, the sudden death of Beatrice's husband has brought about her freedom from the shackles of a loveless marriage... Or so she thinks. All hope is quickly lost when she discovers her husband's cruelty in disinheriting her and leaving her penniless. But worse than his decision to disinherit her, is his decision to leave her at the mercy of his cousin; Noah, the very handsome Marquess of Camden. TW: This story contains mentions of suicide. Copyright © 2021 Lily Orevba All rights reserved.

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

Nearly two decades have passed since Krista and her band of gladiators won their freedom, but the empire is far from peaceful. The Colosseum still remains and with their escape scarring Rome's history, the emperor's hunger for power has never been greater. Extinguishing all attempts at rebellion, it is only a matter of time before the enslaved people of Gallia take a stand against their tormentors. Fearing another slave rebellion, the Emperor Trajan orders the legions of Rome to march on Gallia. * * * Born to two gladiator parents, Lazarus's dreams are filled with following in their footsteps and fighting upon the sands of the arena. With his trusted friend by his side, Lazarus will make the journey to Rome only to find his future of glory thrown into turmoil. The arrival of his parents in Rome has set off a chain of events that will test Lazarus's bravery and skills to the limit. With a new young commander threatening his loved ones, Lazarus must choose between a life of glory and a life of freedom. And with everything not being what it seems, can Lazarus make his parents proud or will he die trying? _________________________________________________________ Non est ad astra mollis e terris via. There is no easy way from the earth to the stars. __________________________________________________________ Book 3 of the Gladiator series. All Rights Reserved. Photos belong to their original owners.

She defied an empire. * * * * Five months after Krista and her band of gladiators delivered a swift and humiliating defeat to the Roman army, Krista has become the leader of a slave rebellion that travels across Rome, freeing slaves from their chains and killing their masters. Their numbers are growing vast as people flock to their cause. But in order to destroy her enemy Krista must become like them, placing a strain on her relationship with those she loves the most. Meanwhile, back in Rome, the Empress is devising her own plans for a swift victory as she conscripts vast legions from across the empire and calls on 'The Destroyer'. With a terrifying record of more than fifty bouts; no losses or draws, he is arguably the greatest Gladiator ever to have lived. But as war starts to loom a new enemy shall present itself to Krista. One that is more deadly than Rome itself and threatens to take the very thing that matters most to the Gladiatrix. **** Treachery, murder and lies are only a few of the things Krista will have to navigate as she searches for who she is, and all she can become if she is to succeed. . . . . as all roads lead to Rome, and a war that will shape the world. ________________________________________________________ Deos Fortioribus adese - The gods are on the side of the stronger ________________________________________________________ Book 2 of the Gladiator series and sequel to 'Gladiator of Rome'. All Rights Reserved.

From the sands of the arena, the ultimate female warrior will rise. ~ ~ ~ Rome's hunger for gladiatorial combat has never been greater. The passion for novelty in the arena has given rise to a range of warriors, but none quite like Krista; sole survivor of her family's brutal murder, Krista is now the property of Commander Niclaus and is sent to train and fight in the arena for his pleasure and greed. Guided by her friend and mentor Lazarus, Krista's deadly combat skills earn her the adoration of the public and the fear of fellow gladiators. Though there is one gladiator who seems indifferent to her. Fighting to stay alive, Krista will do anything to break her chains and enact revenge upon the Commander who slaughtered her family and put her there. But Krista's pride and skill earn her powerful enemies which sets her upon a path she never expected, and one that will change the fate of Rome forever. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Book 1 of the 'Gladiator Series' Highest Ranking in 'Historical Fiction' #1 Wattpad Featured Story Currently editing. *** ALL RIGHTS RESERVED *** Content Warning: The story you are about to read is intended for mature readers due to its content. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion. All characters are fictional. Copyright.