Damien Stryker is a ruthless billionaire, but when Serena Mclane is forced to marry him, she hopes to find the mercy behind his cold eyes and strong hands. ****** Damien Stryker, a domineering billionaire, is someone you don't want to get close to. Unfortunately for Serena Mclane, she doesn't have much of a choice. Always at the mercy of her family's name and legacy, Serena has to do as her father says. So when her father forces her into an arranged marriage with the one and only Damien Stryker: the truth comes out. Secrets are unveiled, and love starts to bloom. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]

"You two are so fucking annoying!" I screamed slamming my bedroom door shut. "Back at you sweetheart!" Calum called from outside my room. My brother snickered and I could hear the slapping of hands as they did their signature handshake. I let out a small scream of frustration as I flopped back down onto my bed and pulled my knees into my chest. My fucking brother and his fucking annoying best friend were always ruining my fucking day. --- "Come on kitten, kiss me like you mean it." "Fuck off Calum." -x- He was my brothers best friend our rule was; he couldn't touch my friends and I couldn't touch his but how could I stay away from a boy like Calum. Calum Hood Fanfic

#DarmetirSeries BOOK I (Can be read separately) *** "Do that again." He growls. I close my eyes, tears are starting to form in my eyes. "Cry. Show me how scared you are." I bite back my tears as my breath quickens again. Oh shit, this can't be happening right now. "Let me g- go." I breath out. He pushes me further against the wall. "I don't think so." He growls. *** Nikolaos Darmetir is one of the most successful businessmen in the world. After he inherit a part of the partnership that his father and his friends built long before he was born, he couldn't be any more successful. But what happens if out of nowhere their bank account gets robbed? Meet Lucia Brooke. An ordinary waitress in Chicago. It was just another work day for her. Another little argument with another customer. What she didn't know was, that this customer could destroy her with just a snip of his fingers. But what they both didn't expect the most was that Lucia is not just an ordinary waitress in Chicago. In fact, she's the key.

Bonnie Stewart is often described as the new biggest CEO of Silverthorne, which would be true if Zion Dawsey wouldn't still be the rightful owner of that title. The two fight for the throne like your typical business rivals, yet they have a big secret and a connection that takes the rivalry to a whole new level. Follow Bonnie as she tries to blackmail one of the- if not the most intelligent man of Silverthorne. **** The contract of Bonnie Stewart and Zion Asher Dawsey® By signing this paper, the parties are obliged to follow, accept and respect the following points: · Zion Asher Dawsey is obliged to help with the process of getting Bonnie Stewart pregnant and provide with semen after (in case of) failed attempt. · Zion Asher Dawsey is not to be bothered with any updates on the child nor does he have to worry about child support. · Zion Asher Dawsey is not to demand to see the child in case of sudden urge. · Zion Asher Dawsey is not to speak of this contract with any other soul except Bonnie Stewart. · In case of breaking a rule, Zion Asher Dawsey is to face the consequences of having his secret exposed to society. · Bonnie Stewart is not to demand for child support in case of financial crisis. · Bonnie Stewart is not to update Zion Asher Dawsey about the child's life. · Bonnie Stewart is not to tell any other soul of Zion Asher Dawsey's shared genes with her child. · Bonnie Stewart is not to expose Zion Asher Dawsey's secret, shall he finish his task successfully. · In case of breaking a rule, Bonnie Stewart is to face the consequences of having to live with it. Signature 1: .................. Signature 2: .................. ****

*COMPLETED* "You think I'd murder you?" He laughed humorlessly. "I- what?" I stuttered, looking at him with a lost expression. If he didn't want to kill me, what was all of this then? "What's your name, speedy?" He asked after shaking his head. "Why would I-I tell you my name?" I tried to sound brave, but this whole scenario was just freaking me out. "I'll find out, eh?" He gave me a smirk. What? "For what? You can just kill me now. I don't want to live like this anymore." I breathed out. I really don't. His loud and obnoxious laugh pulled me out of my thoughts. What's so funny? "You're funny. But-" He took a step closer and I immediately stepped backwards. "-the stunt you pulled last week-" My back hit the wall and I gasped as he stood only a few inches away from me now. His finger lifted my chin and I gulped. "-was not." His smirk was replaced by a serious expression. His eyes were so dark and captivating, I couldn't look away. "And you know what they say, speedy?" He continued as his eyes flickered towards my mouth. I shook my head and his smirk was back. "Keep your friends close. But-" He clenched his jaw. "Keep your enemies closer."

#DarmetirSeries BOOK II (Can be read separately) *** "Smartass." I comment. "Uptight bitch." He snaps. "Get a new one, asshole. It's getting old." I sneer back. "How about-" "Stop! The both of you. Jesus, people will never think that you're dating, if you keep that up." I roll my eyes at Heidi. Maybe I shouldn't have accepted the deal. It's a lot harder than expected. Anyways, my name is Gabriella Duncan and this is my life right now. It's not that bad, I know. If there wasn't this specific football player, who, for the public eye, is my boyfriend. And well, as you may noticed, we're not too fond of each other. Ugh, just bear with me for a while...

Lilah James has never had any troubles with getting into a club, even though she was not 'of age' yet. Still, no bodyguard ever demanded to see her ID. That all seemed to change when a handsome, tall and not to forget tattooed-to-his-neck bodyguard came in the game. Before she knew it, he had denied her entrance to the city's local club. She was beyond embarrassed, but over all angry at him. He was just doing his job, she knew. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more behind it. Especially after seeing him let teenagers in. He didn't ask for their ID's, but Lilah could swear they looked like ten! She's never met him before and really wasn't planning on getting to know that handsome, ink covered devil. But after she discovered what he did when he wasn't guarding the club, she knew she would never hear the end of it. Especially because of her brother's interest in fights and his unmistakable admiration for one specific fighter: Prince Charmink. »»» "Jason." I hissed at my brother. "What?" He asked absentmindedly. "That's him." I whispered, eyeing the three men in the cage. Prince Charming stood tall and proud with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes, I know. He's my favourite too." He informed me and I scoffed. "No, you dumbass. He's the bodyguard I was talking about." I snapped at Jason and his eyes widened. "You mean he was the one who didn't let you in?" He almost stuttered. "Yes." I nodded and looked back at the man who hadn't left my mind in a week. I could feel my anger rising again as I glared at his smug facial expression. As if sensing my eyes on him, his confident look faltered and it got replaced by a surprised one as his eyes settled on me. My eyes widened and I looked away. Jason's breath hitched. "He's glaring at you." He whispered and then he gulped. "Now he's glaring at me."