Layla is on her way to her Thanksgiving celebration. Layla fears that tension between herself and her boyfriend's mother will spoil the holiday. Little does Layla know that she will not make it to the feast. Someone else has a plan for Layla that is nothing she could ever imagine. Somewhere in the forest, is a hidden cabin that has been prepared for her. The most shocking thing is that Layla knows her captor. Being trapped and isolated from the outside world, Layla has to adapt to her situation. Layla has to decide how she will make it out. Will Layla risk escaping on her own? Will Layla give in to her captor's fantasy, or will Layla wait for someone to find her?

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮." 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤. "𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐈'𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐩. ••• 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞. 𝐒𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝙃𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝙃𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢. At twenty-one, art historian Itzel Giménez comes to Oaxaca chasing opportunity, not danger. She wants a future built on talent and discipline-not desire. She expected galleries and mentors. She found him. Ricardo Mertens is older, untouchably powerful, a man whose presence feels like a warning no one listens to. Controlled. Magnetic. The kind of man whose gaze is a promise and a threat. And for reasons she cannot explain, he chooses her. The moment he steps into her life, the rules shift. Every glance becomes a challenge. Every word, a test she can't quite pass. Every touch wakes a hunger she swore she could keep buried-and a vulnerability she can't outrun. In a world of priceless art and whispered deals, Ricardo doesn't want her admiration or her innocence. He doesn't even want her heart. He wants everything-her mind, her surrender, her ruinous desire. But want like theirs never stays harmless. It cuts. It consumes. It drags them toward a line they can't uncross. 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

you are a 20-year-old girl, who lives in Orlando. you decided to go back to Hurricane, with your best friend, to have a fresh new start and reunite with your godfather, Henry Emily. little do you know, your Secret Admirer is closer than you think. WARNING: -age gap of at least 10 years plus -smut -gore -violence -murder -swearing - a bit of manipulation

This version has some changes in characterisation. Brahms is a little more human, and less psychotic, and Greta is now Laurie (due to copyright minimisation) is a little more vulnerable. The story begins 2 weeks into Laurie's employment, one day before the Heelshire's commit suicide, five days before her life is changed irrevocably. This story line explores how things might have been had Laurie and Brahms had time to get to know each other, and how Brahms reacts and responds to Laurie's more understanding approach to his situation. Brahms's monster is made .... can it be unmade? Contains sex and swearing. I have changed Cole to Joel, and Sandy to Amanda.

[18+] MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ "I'm going to need you to use your words and tell me verbally." He reiterated. "Yes." I said weakly. "Yes, of course I understand." "Good girl," He murmured behind me, making sure I kept in line. ───────────────────── S Y N O P S I S Mateo Costello, rising Mob boss, always gets his way. Nobody dares to mess with him unless they want a bullet through their head. He almost never lets his guard down. But when his world collides with daring and exquisite, Malia Sofia, he suddenly finds himself at a loss for words. She's fierce, full of angst and more hot-headed than a tiger. He can't fathom just how tenacious she is and craves her, even though they're nothing alike. All he knows is that he wants to make her his, regardless of the repercussions. Fatal alliances brings you a steamy and passionate, action-romance novel. A story written about the lives of two individuals who at first glance have nothing in common, but in fact go hand in hand, like gin and tonic. But where there's love, there's bound to be chaos and tragedy. Not everything is fair in love and war after all.

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 . The woman who after a rough past fought her own way to success. A respected and well-known trauma surgeon. What everyone aspires to be and looks up to, she is no more than an angel that tries her best to make the world a better place. 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨. Some may know him as The Devil himself but that's just one piece of the puzzle. A man who was born into a wealthy and violent crime life. Whose impeccable mind works differently, and someone doesn't distinguish between right or wrong, or rather chooses not to... whose seek in life, no matter what might interfere, is becoming what everyone told him he would never become. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒. this story is not mafia related! covers by bellesandbooksdesign (on insta) not edited! ................................................................ She was everything he needed but also everything he couldn't have. The day Matteo got inside that hospital was the day everything changed. Danielle Black, the woman who saved his life. The one who dragged him in like a lighthouse in a storm. A pure angel who deserved nothing but a good and peaceful life. He knew that he really did but there was nothing that would stop him. She will be his. Because humans, are selfish by nature and he always gets what he wants. ................................................................ Highest Rankings # 1 on enemies to lovers #1 on strangers to lovers #1 on surgeon #1 on business #1 on hot #1 on dark romance #1 on millionaire #2 on agegap #2 on slowburn

🥇N°1 Wattpad #Forbidden Romance - "Slept well? wyd?" 7:23 AM. Like every morning for three weeks, my fingers tremble as I type these words. He never responds immediately. But I know he reads them. Always. Today is different. Today, we're meeting. I should be at school. Instead, I'm walking toward a deserted parking lot where a metallic gray Porsche is waiting for me. Where HE is waiting for me. His hands on the steering wheel. Those same hands I imagine everywhere on me at night... I don't even know his real name. But my body would recognize him among thousands. The car door opens slightly. An invitation. A trap. And me? I approach anyway. Because certain obsessions are stronger than reason.

He was a monster to everyone. He was the outcast yet no one dare to say anything bad to his face. She was the one who always have a smile on her face. She was the only one who love the monster that he is. ...... "You're my monster."

🥇N°1 Wattpad #Messed up love - 🥇N°1 Wattpad #Sugar Daddy - My father is dead. My mother hates me. My ex dumped me right after stealing our business project. I'm sleeping at my stepfather's place and I get up at 5 a.m. to sell melons with him at the markets. All this for what? To scrape together enough to smoke, go out without looking like a broke loser, and dream about Dubai. So yeah, I slipped. I swiped. And when I saw his message, I didn't think: "I pay. Name your price." Avatar: a man in a suit, lion's head. Age: 60. Me? I'm 18. And I answered. "300." Not for the look. Not for the thrill. Just to get the hell out of here.