"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

"What did you say?" Asher asked calmly. "I-I don't wa-" I was cut off by his loud laugh. He came behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist. "Looks like our little girl loves to daydream brother." He said to Alec who is watching everything with a blank face. He walked slowly towards us and stood in front of me. He grabbed my jaw harshly and said calmly "I dare you to say it again." When I stayed silent Asher grabbed my hair and jerked my head back "Answer him" he shouted on my face making me close my eyes in fear. How could I speak when they both are keeping me in between them like this. I took a deep breath to calm down my fear. I have to do this if I don't want to lose my life and my freedom to them. I opened my mouth and said those words which could only get me killed by them. ~~~~~~~ 18+ story. 🔞🔞

this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.

Ingrid is being stalked by a mysterious stranger. She thinks he's a psycho and is deeply afraid of him. However, her curiosity got the better of her, which made her seek him instead. She doesn't anticipate that by doing so, she has given him the power to mess her up so bad and turn her world upside down. RNS#1 A novel by Jamille Fumah

She was on the floor looking straight down at her feet. How could this happen to her, how could her family been in so much trouble that she would be traded into a world for slaves. She would never forget the day she was handed over by her own parents to a cold man. But that was when she was 5 and now she older, way older. She had to get over it and move on, but how couldn't someone get over something like this? She would forever be a slave.

WARNING‼️This book contains abstruse topics such as Dark Love, Abuse, Violence etc if you are not comfortable with the above please feel free to swipe past this book. "Please take me home" I no longer felt like going to work I didn't want my patient to see me devastated and terrified. After a few minutes we reached my apartment as I was about to get out he locked the doors I shivered feeling him turn towards me by now my eyes were glossy. I slowly turned to look at him the smell of blood was painted on him the tears rolled down my cheeks his thick thumb wiped them away my body was shaking I was terrified of this man when his skin made contact with mine my body tingled with a foreign emotion, I looked up at his eyes letting him touch me afraid he would kill me if I moved. "Goodnight my Queen" I shivered at the title he had given me, I was scared to the bone and I was not about to argue with him while he had a taste for blood the look in his eyes told me he still wanted more when he entered the car earlier on. He tenderly kissed my forehead lingering as my heart exploded I waited patiently and shut my eyes praying for him to remove his lips from my skin so I could go home. He finally did and when he unlocked the car doors I jumped out and hurried to my apartment not looking back at the devil in the car. I finally reached my apartment panting and shut the door sliding down my door crying hysterically, I could still feel his cold lips on me. What did I just witness tonight. What did I get myself into. I was scared of the future because I knew surely he would be back to check on his Queen. Highest Rankings #1 in Dark Romance. #1 in Possessive. #1 in Crazy. #1 in Dark Love. #1 in Psycho. © 2016 MCU, All rights reserved.

[UNDER REVISION] If the glass slippers were the perfect fit only for Cinderella, why would one slip off her foot? If the red stilettos were meant for her, why did she find herself fighting over them... with a man?! * * * Jeanna De Lara is stuck to her past love. She had been traumatized to the point of no return then, but made it her life decision to turn everything around now... starting with a bet she made with her best friend: ang unang lalaking papasok sa boutique kung nasaan sila ay kailangan niyang ayain ng date. And who would have thought that the universe was listening to them when she indeed met someone, the only man with them in that boutique... through a pair of red stilettos! Kieth Leandro Montelvaro is a man who values his peace over anything else. Kung meron man siyang hihilingin sa mundo, iyon ay ang mapanatiling payapa ang buhay niya. No complications, no messes on sight. Just him in his own peaceful bubble. Yet, fate seems to have planned something entirely different. He caught himself in a web of chaos with a woman who wreaked havoc to his peace. With that fateful pair of red stilettos, their lives collided into a mess of changes that they both needed to untangle together. Love. Trauma. Right timing. The prince found Cinderella through her glass slipper. Will Kieth be able to find Jeanna again through the same red stiletto? "You are mine, Jeanna, and it simply means that I am madly, deeply, passionately head over heels for you." First Edition: July 08, 2016 | 12:08 PM Revised Version: On-Going

"I'm going to let go and your not going to scream or try to run, you understand?" He said, his voice was deep and he sounded dangerous I knew I had to listen to him I didn't want to speak so I simply just nodded yes. "Answer in words Ellie" he commands as he slightly removed his hand from my mouth "H-how do y-you k-know my n-name?" I asked, it came out more as a whisper and I'm surprised he heard it "I know lots of things" he said...... The description is not that great but please give my story a chance Also I don't own any of the photos in this story!!! This story had some curse words but nothing too severe!

"Everything is Gray, his hair His smoke, his dreams" Trouble takes human form in Landon spade. Notorious for his ego and "bad boy" reputation, everyone stays a good feet away from him. That's how it's suppose to be. That is until Ariana catches a certain someone's eye. Copyright © I'm forever grateful for the love this story has received. We're almost at 900k reads. I feel like I'm on cloud 9, thank you all! 💕🖤