« Mon amour est une laisse plus solide que n'importe quelle matière conçue à cet effet. Ma fidélité est un collier trop serré à la plaque de marbre indiquant ton nom. » Mei observe le monde encore et encore sous toutes ses coutures sans trouver de raisons valables pour s'accrocher au fils du quotidien. Puis un jour à une fête elle rencontre Louis. Beau et souriant Mei se rendra vite compte qu'il n'est pas aussi bon qu'il le laisse paraître. Elle devrait fuir mais elle s'accroche. Comme fasciné par sa manière d'être. Manipulateur, possessif et utilisant les personnes qui l'entourent comme pions, Mei continue de jouer les pièces d'échec même si elle en a conscience. Un jeu malsain s'installe, Louis devient sa lumière. Mais son soleil est gorgé par le sang... et les retombées sur le visage de Mei sont bleues. L'amour est une cage ouverte qui dérobe les ailes, faut-il rester ou s'enfuir ? Extrait: -Non s'il te plaît laisse moi... laisse moi partir laisse moi te haïr pour pouvoir m'enfuir loin de toi... -Jamais. Tu sais pourquoi ? Il s'approche tandis que je recule. M'épinglant au mur le plus proche je sens son visage se rapprocher. Son souffle balaie ma peau tandis que son chuchotement se porte en direction de mon oreille. -Dis le. Dis le pourquoi. Je soupire et tremblante je rends les armes. -Parce que je t'appartiens. Attention contient des scènes de violence, ainsi que certains passages choquants. Si ce type d'histoire ne vous plaît pas ne lisez simplement pas :).

Warning: Mature Audiences Only! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation COMPLETED #1 in Romance on 1/20/21 #1 in Mafia on 2/12/23 #1 in Fiction on 2/21/21 *** DESCRIPTION: The only thing that was mine, the only thing that was truly beautiful in this world, and he will never find me... "How much?" I frowned at the shadowed man, in an expensive looking car. "Excuse me? I don't understand..." realization dawned on me, as I looked at my skimpy club attire. I raised my hands, "I-I'm not a prostitute." I felt his dark eyes analyzing me and suddenly I was aware of the situation. I began backing up, as panic washed through me. "Get in the car." His growl came, and with that, I turned on my heels and ran. *** Calla Levkin didn't want to go out clubbing for her 18th birthday. She didn't want her friends to dress her in slutty attire. She didn't want to be mistaken as a prostitute. She didn't want to be kidnapped and sold into the Mafia. And most of all, she didn't want to catch the attention of Sinister Velkov, the first in command of the Russian Mafia. But life can't give you everything that you want...sometimes life gives you just the opposite. *** Completed on 4/7/18 This is book one in the "I Am Not A Prostitute" series! Book two is "Come Back To Me" REVIEWS: "I have been reading Wattpad books for 5 years, and never have i found a book with so much humor and passion. I have instantly fell in love with the characters. This book is filled to the brim with emotion, action, and SMUT!! I will definitely be purchasing my own copy when it's released on amazon!" -@trinityxo30 "A raw and beautiful piece of art that will keep you on the edge of your seat" -@o0krysralized0o "A brilliantly captivating story. Written by an author that takes her time to respond and care for her readers." -@eirinnobrien "My favorite book on Wattpad, beautifully written, makes me cry, laugh, and scream all at the same time fav book ." -@satanchick

#1 in Thriller /15-05-18/ "I want her", he says in a deep voice, causing me to shiver. His hair and eyes are the same color as the sky at night and his lips are curled up in a mischievous smirk. He reaches out his hand and gently touches my cheek and I take a step back, my eyes full of anger and fear. "Ah, feisty one, aren't you?" I hear him say as he leans in closer, trapping me between the cold wall and his tense body. Copyright © 2014

A set of chess stands at my bedside table, the white row perfectly in line while one of the black knights already moved. I furrow my eyebrows at the wrongdoing but then remind myself of one thing; he doesn't play by the rules. Picking up the small letter in the middle of the checkerboard, I keep the creeping fear at bay and read the four words followed by his signature, surprisingly neatly written. "Prepare to be checkmated - Nick."

Talis a été disséquée. Talis est un cadavre. Talis connaît sa loi. -2019-