"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.

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade

HIGHEST RANKINGS: #3 in Suspense. #47 in Chicklit. #1 in Company. #8 in Hatred. #1 in Payback. #8 in Ex. #2 in Mystery-thriller After getting thrown out of her house, conned out of her inheritance, and called an "ugly fat bitch" by non-other than her husband all because he loved his mistress more than he did her. 20 years old Zelda Pearson, vowed to change inside out. This story is about how she changed, rebuilt both herself and her stolen empire from scratch. It's about how she came back to bestow her wrath on those who betrayed her trust. Those whom she once called family. All copyrights reserved©2018 Mi-M-Ab. -------------- P.S: I do not own any of the pictures used in this or in any other one of my stories. All rights are reserved to their rightful owners.

After playing a prank to her best friend's crush, Princess Marianne finds herself in deep trouble as the police tumble in on them. Literally. She's sent to Mexico for the summer to work with her Aunt. With one navy officer as her security. With no phone. Nor internet. And what she discovers is far more than what she had ever expected too. She finds love in the last place she thought of. But when they have to go back to England, how will things unfold for these two? Could they learn to be happy together? Or does fate has something else stored for them? PRINCE WITH BENEFITS SPIN-OFF. But it's a stand-alone, too! ;)

'' let's head back to the council. Let everyone know what happens with people trying to gather and steal the talismans from us ever again.'' The boss said angrily and his eyes swept the room. '' let the mundane police figure this one out.'' He said and they were gone. A chocked scream escaped my lips and I fell to the ground. Blood immediately soaked my jeans. The girl was silently crying and trying to crawl to her mother, her father was too far away. I grabbed for the girl but my hands went right through her. My eyes caught a look at my left hand, I was still holding the toy.

He is ruthless. He is mean. He is heartless. He is dangerous. He is cunning. He is known as the number one bachelor. He owns clubs, businesses and even people. But he has a side job, THE OMERTA. Omerta is one of the biggest known mafia in the world and so happens Dante Romano is the Omerta leader. She is sweet. She is kind. She has feelings. She loves both her sisters. She is known to have the perfect life. She is the smallest from both sisters. She is clueless to what business her father does. She is Violet Amber. When her sister Isabella gets cold feet for her wedding, Violet takes the place of the bride. What happens you ask. Read to find out. 'when these two worlds crash together. What's next?' (UNDER GOING EDITING)

Mae and Carson have always been THE couple people just couldn't get enough of, even if the two smitten kids weren't exactly official. But everyone in town knew they liked one another and planned on being a couple in the future without batting an eye. So when a big fight leaves the two in a silent war, it didn't just break the hearts of Mae and Carson, but also hopeful bystanders. What no one saw coming was Mae unexpectedly had to leave town to move to Kansas for her father's work. With the struggle between both boy and girl, neither of them stepped up to fix the problem before the big move, leaving many unresolved feelings and thoughts. Now fast forward from 1996 to 2006 when they're all grown up. Mae and Carson have been successful in their work and never dreamed of seeing one another again, so when they do, it's bound to be a mess, right? All Mae hopes though is to get rid of her Childhood Love and move on with her promising future, but sometimes life just doesn't want to say goodbye just yet . . .

Book Two of TGGBB Series Naomi Lorraine, who used to be or still known as Nerdy Naomi, looks forward in her thick rimmed glasses to a life without the fear of being bullied. She no longer has to take up the laughs, insults, and bruises high school once gave her, at least she hopes not as much. With her bullies finally realizing there's no point to dedicating their lives to make one person miserable, Naomi thinks she can live out the rest of her life normally. That is until her childhood friend, Dominic, crashes back into her life, throwing out that hope of having a normal life- Not like she had one in the beginning. That is because she has the Three Musketeers -Bennett Frazier, Jordan Wallace, and Declan Lynch- by her side. Together, they faced the adventures life threw at them and would have never thought that anything, or anyone, could break them. Oh, but don't worry. Really, you're overthinking things here. This is nothing to stress over about. It's still quite simple really. She's still their good girl. And they're still her bad boys. Right?

"Please, don't do this to me" Rosilla Clifford, is forced to get married at the age of 17. It wasn't fair that she marries her sister's fiancé. Rosilla will do anything to stop it, she wont be tied down by the chains of marriage yet. Nor did she want to get married this way, she wanted to marry someone she loves, someone that she will gladly spend the rest of her life with. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ William Hill was devastated. His soon to be wife ran away the morning of the wedding. His wedding. As the CEO and only son of the royal family, he cannot cancel the wedding. One solution to be taken.......take her younger sister as a replacement.

***Please note that this book has been taken down because it's been published, and you can see only the sample chapters of the published version. **This is Bullied's sequel, and it can't be read as a stand-alone. *This blurb contains spoilers, so it is advised not to read it unless you read Bullied first. -------------------------- Two months have passed since the day I pushed Hayden away. Two months since I found out he loved me and wanted to be with me. I've been trying to move on and forget about him, but my heart refuses to listen. Hayden had almost died saving me. Half of me wants to forgive him for everything and give him another chance. The other half prevents me from doing so, distrusting him and ignoring my heart's desires. Hayden is dark and complicated, and as the days pass, he gets further away from me, ignoring me whenever our paths cross. I have less than a year before I go to college, and I won't see him ever again. I have to believe I will get over him and move on with my life. I have to believe in my future without him. Unless he didn't really move on, and our masks are about to fall.