The youngest billionaire in town with the looks of Adonis and everything at his feet desired just one thing more in life. His perfect match. He wished for a wife whose beauty would turn heads, a smile that would lighten up his world, and a figure which would curve perfectly under his fingers. A beauty who spoke with etiquette and made him proud. But he got her, A mediocre girl with average looks, a fierce personality, and no curves. Outspoken and downright rude. She was everything he didn't want his wife to be like. But who could defy when their souls were bound by threads of fate? She was insecure And he fueled it further She considered herself inferior to him. And he used every chance to make it a belief. She had a beautiful delicate golden heart, And he made sure to taint it black and crush it under his Gucci shoes. She was his not-so-beautiful wife And he made sure that nothing left of her could be ever considered beautiful. "I will taint every damn fiber of your body, my dear Elle, every bit of it till you beg me to divorce you" -Ashton "I will love every flaw of you my dear husband, every single one till this heart beats for you" -Elle Rewritten version Available on Amazon as a paperback. BEAUTY SERIES: Book 1 His not-so-beautiful wife Book 2 His Scarred Beauty #1 Romance on 21/6/2020 #1 Hate on 25/6/2020 #1 Regret 6/7/2020 #1 cold 6/7/2020 #1 Jealousy 31/8/2020

Professor's Dark Desire [18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3 ... "Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy. "Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy. "Answer......" She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering. "Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry. "Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time. "I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her. "Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices. "Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....

Vedha was holding her baby in her arms, her back resting against the inclined hospital bed adjusted for her comfort. The baby was nursing at her breast, tiny gulps filling the quiet room. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed the baby's forehead. She touched her daughter's tiny hands and feet, still in disbelief that this life had been growing inside her just hours ago-and now, here she was, her newborn nestled in her arms, suckling gently, a moment of pure, painful beauty cradled in her arms. "You are filth... an unwanted filth in my life," Vedha whispered. With that, she jolted awake. She was alone in her hospital bed, the dream fading into the sterile scent of the hospital room. Her mother, Radha, who had been sitting in the chair beside her, panicked at the sudden movement. "Vedha, what happened?" she asked anxiously. Vedha, still dazed, shook her head slowly. She glanced down at her breast-it was leaking milk. Her breasts felt swollen and painful. Her body had begun to produce milk. Even though she had rejected motherhood, her body hadn't. "Amma, look at this. Do something," Vedha said, her voice edged with discomfort. The urgency in her daughter's voice snapped Radha out of her thoughts. She nodded and said, "Wait, I'll ask the doctor," before hurrying out of the room. Inside the doctor's cabin, Radha explained the situation. The doctor listened patiently and then said, "Since you're already a mother of two, I don't need to explain to you the importance of breastfeeding. Try to convince her husband to bring the baby, even if just for a few days. It will ease her pain and be good for the child. If feeding isn't an option, we'll have to start medication to stop the milk production. The choice is yours now." Radha nodded thoughtfully and left the room. She had made up her mind to speak to Arjun-one last time.

"Stop fighting it so much Ari, I know you want me just as much as I want you." His lustful voice was like a whisper, his hot breath caressing my face as his dark blue eyes captured mine. Everything screamed at me to give into him, open my mouth and let him devour it hungrily, dig my hands into his hair and pull hard while his fingers ravage me. I declined, I knew better. I pushed him off. "Stop it, I am your bodyguard Stephano, not some whore you can use to satisfy your needs. I am here to guard you, not suck you, or fuck you!" I screamed into his handsome face walking out quickly before I loose it and kiss him hard. It's a war... Who will win? Warning: unedited, contains violence, mature language, a bit of cringe... just a tiny little bit of embarrassing scenarios and it's not cliche!

* 'I-I am sorry your highness I touched ...!' She was trying to apologize, but she fell silent as she could not utter with her mouth that she accidentally touched his lips. 'But I am not sorry!' He said calmly looking straight at her. What was she supposed to say after hearing his words? 'I did not mean to touch your highness's ...' she said with great difficulty. 'That was not a touch.' He said not permitting her to brush it off as an accident, even though it clearly was. 'It was a kiss.' He said with a hoarse determined voice. She widened her eyes, as her face flushed even more than it did when she realized what she had done. He dared to say the word she avoided. 'That was not! I...' she tried to refute. 'What is a kiss Celia?' She could not answer. How could she say the definition of a kiss with her own mouth, it would only confirm his words. * 'It was an accident. I am truly sorry, I did not mean any discourtesy towards your highness. If I can make up for my error somehow?' She quickly said. She did not know of his personal life, as he had a tight security around him and nobody knew much of the king outside official visits and business. He must have felt insulted. 'Please don't call it an accident. For a first kiss of a person to be called an accident ...' He said again with a dejected tone, but did not continue. It was like he had already gotten his point across. 'Ahhh. I am so sorry! It really was an ...' She wanted to say accident but, because of his pleading she could not actually say it. To have committed the blame of taking the king's first kiss and then not acknowledging it, how would he think of her? At this point she did not even realize that their roles had reversed, or that it was her first kiss also. PS: If you like loyal mates... then please proceed further :D

Rose has spent her life in the shadows quiet, reserved, and invisible. But when Luciano Gomez steps into her world, she learns what it means to be seen. Luciano doesn't ask. He takes. He calls her BABY in a voice that drips with possession, staking his claim with every touch, every whispered demand. Wealthy, ruthless, and dangerously obsessed, he craves Rose in a way that borders on madness. She's his to protect. His to spoil. His to break. She should run. She knows it. But when a man like Luciano decides you belong to him... There's nowhere left to hide. #1 in CONTROL #1 in AdultRomance #1 in Luxury

Book 1!!!!! _____________________ When two people belonged together, they just belonged together, as messed up as they both are. And when it came to 30 years James Darcy and 22 years Charlotte Kineton, they belonged together in the most intense and dysfunctional of ways. You see these two are broken people, so broken that they shouldn't be together. Yet, fate has a way of making things happen, which is how James Darcy had first laid eyes on her. James Darcy is a complicated person, which is what happens when you witness your father kill both of your siblings and you had to carry that load around like a heavy bag of potatoes. He hadn't known then what it was about her that had attracted him so much beside her beauty, but he knew that he wanted her which was why he made her a proposal that she couldn't refuse, because well; she didn't. "I'll take care of you, pay for everything you need, including your school, and in return, I want you to be mine, and be devoted to me when I'm around. I'm not trying to make you fall in love with me, but sharing you is not an option." Charlotte's life was fvcked up, that's also kind of what happens when your prostitute of a mother gets killed by her pimp and you find yourself navigating life in the system, going from one foster home to another. Which is why when James Darcy made his proposal, she had quickly accepted. She figured that could be her way to a better life. But neither one of them was ready for the intensity of their relationship that left them both vulnerable and weak because fate was a fucked up thing and it wanted them on their knees.

They say; •~Indeed, their is light at the end of every tunnel~• Read and find out how a lady who is so much against arranged marriages finds herself in one, with the person she least expected will be her spouse one day. But it doesn't always work out for everyone, does it? *she thinks*. Especially when she has a pessimistic personality and believes that even if God forbid she gets tied into one, it will never be like the others. Will there be light at the end of her own tunnel? Will she have the happy marriage she's always dreamt of? Or will her personality drive her into the dark canvas? Started on: 10th September 2021. Ended on: No plagiarizing!!! ©amamatukabir

Irene Gracia, shy and naive with a very compassionate heart lost everything, her father, her mother, and almost her brother. She only wanted a simple life, no worries, no relationships. All she wanted was peace. Then she met Hadrian and everything began to change. "Why would a wealthy, ruthless, and high-level prince want to spend time with me, a slave," Irene thought. Hadrian Wales, a prince, heir to the throne, loved by some, hated by some, a warrior, a handsome able-bodied man, every woman's dream man. Has only his father and no one else, money, power, and fame, he had it all but he was missing the one thing he never really had "love", someone to care for him then he meets Irene who reminds him of the mother he never had. They fell in love but is that just it? What happens when the only thing they stand for is threatened, and their love and togetherness are fought against in ways they never even saw? What happens when all is at stake? Even the City Does love really conquer all, even themselves? Join them on their journey to find purpose and meaning of what life truly is, Join us as they find JESUS! I have a lot to tell you... Are you ready? My Rōsë came 1st place in the sunset mini awards😭❤

It didn't take long for junior Miren Eze to realize that high school is just an academic cover up for hell. Especially when she is terrorized daily by Penelope van Helsing, a friend turned evil nemesis. After a cruel prank at an assembly for a coveted award leaves Miren scholarship-less and practically expelled, she's left with no options until her best friend Chara suggests she transfers to the neighboring all-boys school. With the help of Chara's computer hacking boyfriend, they devise a plan that is stupid, risky, and requires plenty of gauze. But what seems like a bad plot of a rom-com ends up having harsher ramifications than Miren could have ever anticipated. Especially when Jeno, her handsome but cold roommate, discovers her secret - and sees the disguise as the perfect opportunity to get revenge on Penelope. MEAN GIRLS meets SHE'S THE MAN in a humorous, but darker tale of identity and redemption.