(Book #2 of the Sinners Of Dark Series) She was known for her beauty in the dark underworld of of New York, a seemingly docile angel in the form of a nightmare. He was ruthless, cold and far worse than the men she knew in the Cosa Nostra-His reputation alone sent chills through the city crime circles. I once thought marrying a made man would be the worst fate, but being drawn to one was far more treacherous. It was a debt to be settled, a price to be repaid. Sold in exchange for my cousin. My body, mind, and soul given to the most terrifying man ever known. A marriage born from violence and betrayal. I had expected an fifty-year-old boss who wanted my so-called purity in payment for his service, planning to keep up the facade of a fake smile and tight dresses yet I wasn't prepared for the six-foot tall, dangerously handsome pakhan, a man known for killing men with his bare hands. I hated him. Not just because he was lethal, but because he made my heart race, his low, gravelly voice sinking into my bones, offering me everything I knew I couldn't accept. - preview - "He was quiet for a second, pinning me with his intense gaze. "Don't go looking for trouble you can't handle." "How do you know what I can handle?" I shot back. He raised a brow in question. His voice was soft almost deceiving when he spoke. "You can't handle me, lisichka." "I haven't tried." "You won't get the chance."

تزوجها رغماً عنه , كرهها من أعماق قلبه ظناً بأنها السبب في موت حبيبته ، و الاخري أحبته رغماً عنها فماذا سيحدث إذا افترقوا و التقوا بعد سنوات لكن هي عادت بشخصيه اخري شخصيه تكره من اعماق قلبها و هو مهووس بها ، فماذا سيحدث عندما يعلم أنها عادت لكن ..... عشق ، رومانسيه ، حزن ، غيره ، عنف

"You can't take all of us, sweetheart." Valen's voice is smooth, teasing, but the way his fingers brush against my hip isn't playful. It's testing. Behind me, Fennec chuckles, his breath warm as he leans in, his lips barely ghosting the shell of my ear. "She could try." His voice dips lower, dragging heat down my spine. "I'd love to watch her try." ------------------------------- Soraya Cordova was never meant to survive. Stolen as a child and discarded as a mistake, she was given a second chance when the Cordovas adopted her into a life of wealth, secrets, and silent wars. But when her parents are declared dead and the world turns against her found family, she realizes survival is no longer enough, she needs to fight. Raised as assassins, her adoptive brothers have spent years keeping her in the dark, but now? Now, she's in the center of the storm. Wanted by the government. Hunted by the man who created her. And trapped in a dangerous game of love, loyalty, and lies with the only people who have ever mattered. Because in their world, trust is a weapon. Not all love stories are gentle. Some are jagged at the edges, built on shadows and sins, tangled in pasts too dark to escape. White Lies is one of those stories. It's about the things we do to survive, the lies we tell to protect, and the love that thrives even in the darkest corners. Read at your own risk.

Sang Zhi dan Duan Jia Xu telah memasuki babak kehidupan mereka yang baru. Setelah menunggu selama 2 tahun kelulusan Sang Zhi, Duan Jia Xu tidak menyia-nyiakan kesempatan untuk segera mengikat Sang Zhi ke dalam hidupnya. Keduanya telah menikah dan Kehidupan pasangan suami istri itu baru saja dimulai. Duan Jia Xu sukses mengembangkan Studio Game yang dirintis nya dengan penuh kerja keras, sementara Sang Zhi yang tidak hanya ingin menjadi ibu rumah tangga, memutuskan untuk bekerja di perusahaan lain. Dan kehidupan pernikahan mereka yang manis dan mungkin sesekali terasa pahit, telah dimulai... #Cerita ini merupakan lanjutan dari Versi Drama "Hidden Love" dan tidak berdasarkan novel asli.

متوحش أقصى ما يمكن أن يوصف به قاس لدرجة مخيفة، بارد كالجليد، لقبه هايديس إله الجحيم الجميع يخافه بل مرتعبون منه لا يجرؤون على النظر في عينيه لانها ستكون نهايته المحتمة من عائلة عريقة جدا لها أصول ملكية وتاريخ عريق مجرد التحدث إليهم يعد شرفا كبيرا أما التعامل معهم فهو شهادة للجميع أنهم مهمون للغاية كونهم على علاقة مع عائلة هايديس فتاة جميلة بعيون بنية كقطرات القهوة المعتقة ممزوجة بلون عشبي مميز بشعر بني مائل للأسود حنونة، بريئة ، طيبة القلب بقوام رشيق لممارستها الرياضة باستمرار تعشق اللغات وتتحدث بأكثر من خمس لغات بطلاقة تعيش مع جدها وعمتها المتزوجة وابنتها، تعمل مدرسة للغة الفرنسية في مدرسة خاصة ماذا يحدث حين يلتقي هايديس بتلك الملاك ؟ هل سيعيشان قصة حب مثيرة أم يعيشان مأساة كبيرة؟

Jasmin estava vivendo muito bem com sua mãe,até que tudo dê um momento pra outro virou de cabeça para baixo. Será que Jasmin concordará com a decisão de sua mãe? Será que ela se dará bem com essa nova vida? Será que ela seguirá as regras normais da sociedade?

Bellamy I was late to class. He made sure everyone knew it. Dr. Elijah Parks. My Microbiology professor. Brilliant. Distant. Impossible to crack. He barely looks at me. Barely acknowledges me. And when he does, it's to make some dry, cutting remark meant to put me in my place. But I see the way his jaw tightens when I push back. The way his hands clench when I tease. The way his cold, unreadable eyes darken when I step too close. I didn't expect him to get under my skin the way he does. I didn't expect to enjoy pushing his buttons, cracking that icy exterior until I saw the fire underneath. And I definitely didn't expect our late nights in the lab to start feeling less like work and more like a dangerous game-one we're both on the verge of losing. Elijah I don't like people. I tolerate them. I endure them when necessary. But I don't like them. Bellamy Rhodes is no exception. My late best friend's daughter. She's brilliant. Headstrong. Reckless. She gets under my skin in a way no one ever has. And the worst part? She knows it. I ignore her. I cut her down with sharp words and colder looks. I remind her, again and again, that I am not someone to be toyed with. And yet she keeps pushing, keeps testing, keeps smiling at me like she knows something I don't. She's temptation wrapped in chaos-bold, relentless, completely unaware of just how much she affects me. She pushes me too far. She tests every boundary I set. She teases me with that wicked little smirk, knowing damn well I'm close to snapping. She's forbidden fruit. And God help me, I've already taken a bite. *** Professor x Student Grumpy MMC that's secretly a softie Jealous/possessive MMC

"Shh...it's useless to cry over something that you have no control over. Give in before I bring your dear sister's cadaver as wedding gift." His words made her stiffen making her let out another wrecked sob. Ralph let out a amused chuckle at her disheveled face. Alexei's midnight eyes stared down at her, his jaw flexing as silence between them stretched. Rara felt another pair of impatient cold hands lewdly running over her waist with shameless speed. Her throat constricted as if their touch nauseated her to the extent she bit down on her inner cheek hardly drawing out metallic taste of blood. "Open up for me, Rara. Let me see how beautiful this tempterous body of yours is." **** They came to me in the night, cruel, darkly handsome men from the most dangerous corners of the world in name of helping me in my worst time. I should've known better that peace in this world come with a price. Price of my freedom. They tormented me, destroyed me, ripping apart my world with their quest for revenge. Two years ago, I met them. In our first meeting, I was betrothed to them. Now they've come to claim me, destroying anyone standing in their way. Even me. I fear them, I hate them and worse of all I couldn't escape them.

Sojiro Yamazaki and Grace Paosal story🖤

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