#84 - Adult content | 02-11-2024 *** A loud crack of thunder shattered the silence. "Bade rishte aa rahe hain tumhare liye." His voice was cold, laced with menace, as he traced the barrel of his gun from my forehead to my jaw, the metal chilling my skin. (Many good marriage proposals are coming for you.) I fought against his hold, desperate to break free, but it was futile. My hands were tightly bound behind my back with my dupatta, leaving me powerless, perched on his lap in nothing but my nightclothes. "Reject the proposal," he commanded, dragging the gun slowly from my neck to my chest, making my body arch in response to the icy threat. I inhaled shakily, my breath catching as his mouth latched onto my chest through the fabric, his teeth sinking in with brutal force, each bite sending searing pain through me. "I'm giving you a choice," he growled, his voice dark and possessive. "Either become my wife, or be my mistress. Because no one else will ever touch what belongs to me." Tears spilled down my cheeks as I stared at him-my stalker, a man who claimed it was love. But I knew better. This wasn't love. It was pure, dangerous obsession. ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️ Jasmin Javed was a college student at one of the most prestigious institutions in Mumbai. Her beauty was captivating, leaving people unable to look away once they saw her. Though she had many admirers, she always ignored their advances. That was until a mysterious, tall, and wealthy man intruded into her life. He was her stalker, always lurking in the shadows, never revealing his face as he wore a mask whenever he appeared before her. He claimed it was love, but Jasmin wasn't easily deceived-she knew it wasn't love, but obsession.

Highest- #2 in Romance "Aren't you a feisty little thing?" He chuckled. I stopped breathing at the close proximity, my knees turning to jelly. I leaned back as his blue orbs bored into my own. Am I in trouble? ****** Alec Sinclair is the definition of evil. With good looks, he is the typical billionaire right from your cliché romance books. He has everything--power, wealth, status, women--just within the snap of his fingers. Stepping into the market as the young CEO of Sinclair Enterprises, he ruined the rival company Price Industries' reputation, taking away everything from the owner. Everything--including his daughter. Meet Scarlet Price. She is not your typical innocent protagonist, but she is ready to sacrifice for her family and when Alec Sinclair crosses her path, keeping an offer infront of her, she has to choose between the one person who means everything to her-- her father and her own self. How far can Scarlet Price go to save her father's drowning company?

WARNING MATURE CONTENT: MENTION OF GRAPHIC CONTENT ABUSE, MURDER, THE USE OF DRUGS WITH MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE SCENES. VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED 18+ This book is currently being edited for any errors!! "We shouldn't even be doing this." I barely manages to breathe out as he lifted me to sit on my desk. He grabbed me by the throat causing me to lightly moan on instinct "And why not mhm?" He asked looking me right in my eyes. "Because I'm your fucking therapist it's not right." I said lightly trying to pull away but he tightened his hands on my throat enough to keep me in place he leaned in close enough that his lips were grazing against mine yet he didn't let them touch. "You think I'm going to let you go after getting a taste of you mhm? Oh baby I'm no where near done with you." He growled before completely dominating my mouth with his, feeling his lips touch mine I quickly gave in and started kissing back with just as much hunger. Little did I know the shit this chain of events will cost me. My career, my family, my life. Will it all be worth it for a man that kills with no remorse? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Working as a therapist for the mentally unstable was never going to be a easy job but Daisy Romana didn't expect the distraction that gets brought into North Port Regional Clinic. She knew he was going to be trouble when she looked at him from the tattoos that littered his skin to the beard and clean cut hair. She could tell He wasn't like the rest but little did she knew just how different he was. She was supposed to stay invisible and live her life in peace but as soon as she meets Lorenzo Rossi her past and present come to fuck everything up. DISCLAIMER- The photos in this book no not belong to me. I got them from google and Pinterest!!

"During the 4 th century, Confucian beliefs were carried into Korea through the Han Chinese. It focuses on ren , which means that one learns how to live life in such a way as to promote order, peace, love for fellow humans, ethics, and respect for parents within society. Benevolence and compassion are virtues that flow from this paradigm and bring about wisdom" our history teacher read faithfully walking among the desks, it must've been the fact that I was a teenagers or the fact that not so long ago, omegas weren't believed to be adequate nor smart enough to do anything besides popping out children, but that sure did sound like a load of condescending bullshit, especially after sex Ed class. We reached the moon, invented weapons of mass destruction, solved ancient mathematical problems, developed a variety of philosophy throughout history, survived any kind of wars, learned to adapt to our changing environment, yet something like controlling our lust is still further and further away. Asian man x African man They say omegas should just be pretty, everything else doesn't really matter. They say we just have to smile no matter our mood, feelings and discomfort, wear pretty dresses below our collars and moan. The killing, or tageting the selling, should not bother us, rather being subservient and obedient should be our outmost priority. The truth is one, plain, as horrid as the reality I'm brought back to live everytime I try to escape it: They can't save us. All of this is tiring, being an omega is tiring. "...If I'm born for your comfort and pleasure, I'm fine..." the omega sighed, and while some people may feel mortified, hearing these words, the alpha kissed the corner of his lover's mouth, "This life has been nothing but pain for me, yet I dare not to depart from my little oasis in this vast desert" was what the man comprehended.

For those who forgot how it feels to be loved, for those who need reminding, for those whose heart need a break from the brutalities of the world, for the hopeless romantic, the haunted by anxiety, insomnia and demons from the past, for those seeking adventure, for those who want experience it all. Welcome Isa Thompson is a sassy, confident, funny African/ Italian woman. Despite her young age 24 years old, she already has a daughter, Adaline. She's a intern, determined to become a surgeon. Follow her through her very first romance, life ups downs self-discovery, depression, pregnancy, adulthood, unrequited love, and healing journey. WARNING IT IS PARTIALLY WRITTEN IN ITALIAN ( WITH TRANSLATION) #295 general fiction 1/5/18

******* "Is this what you want Angel?" Axel panted, trailing his lips up my neck to my face. I shivered when I felt his lips start sucking at a spot on my neck. "Come on, tell me this is what you want Mia because I don't think I can keep myself away from you anymore." His voice was deep and laced with desire, his eyes searched mine for permission. I found myself nodding my head, letting him know this was what I wanted, his lips on mine. I nearly passed out when I felt his teeth pull at my bottom lip, gently biting down on it "Use your words Mia." Axel whispered. "I need to hear you say it." He groaned. "I want you to kiss me." ******* Mia Morrison was a girl that was believed to be made out of steel or at least that's what everyone thought. After her mothers death, seventeen year old Mia had been jumping from one foster home to another since she was seven. That was until Child Protection Services remove Mia from a drunk abusive couple, and shipped her halfway across the county, her life just might take a turn for the better. But sharing the same roof with nine other people can be stressful. It's even more stressful when five of them are boys. And it's pretty much unbearable when two of them develop feelings for you. But can Mia overcome her troubled past and allow herself to fall in love? ******* ⇥TcF1vP9V⇤

Mackenzie is used to disguising grief with fake smiles. Ashton is used to disguising grief with girls, alcohol, and cigarettes. They are both falling apart. The fragments of their unfixable hearts slowly dissolving into tears, that they refuse to shed. An unlikely friendship turns into an unlikely relationship that depends on them both. It's not smart to lean on things that are unsteady.