Katee never got to grow up the normal way. She could barely understand the meaning of normal. Her life was always anything but normal and now normal seemed strange to her. From being sold as a 15 year old to working the poles and an escort job at that same age, getting raped and sold once more but this time to a more cruel monster. She learnt that her life wasn't made to be enjoyed not when you had one of the King brothers pursuing you with everything he had. Adam King Sanchez. One of the five King brothers treated like royalty, rumored to be as cruel as the devil same as his brothers. He always got what he wanted. To him Katee began as a new challenge to be stalked then after learning its weakness, destroyed. Time however makes him realise he might not necessarily want to kill this girl but make her his. Body mind and soul **** "Katee marry me" Katee stared at Adam who had a small smile on. The same man who she hadn't seen for two months after he destroyed her. Here he was once more trying to force his way into her new life. Would she ever survive this? The images are not owned by me and all copyrights belong to the owners WARNING This book might contain triggers. Dark themes. Mentions of suicide Rape. Violence. Murder. And drug abuse Do not report just ignore.

Hunted, she thought. She was being hunted. She cried as she tripped once more, her foot catching on a log, and in that one falter, the soldier was upon her. Instantly he roughly pinned her down with a knee to her back and held a strong hand to the back of her neck. Ofelia, immediately burst into tears, thick sobs escaping to the forest. "Pa!", She yelled, weeping into the snow, "...Pa." The soldier sighed and waited. "Sir!", The same voice from before bellowed, "We must get moving!" Ofelia continued to yell out, screaming into the earth, but he only waited. He was cold. Angry. The Frost upon his knee digging into her back. Ofelia could feel his impatience, his irritation at her outburst. She laid there sobbing until she could sob no more. Until the heartbreak seeped into horror. Until she lay there staring at the roots instead. Only then, after a slow and resounding silence, did the soldier lift his knee off her, dragging her up by her arm. Ofelia followed.

She was drawn the beautiful things in life and unfortunately so was he, that is probably why he felt so drawn to her. She is gentle caring and afraid of the dangers in life. He is cold harmful and bound to break her apart.

❝It wasn't that I wanted to die; no. It was that I was so desperate to live.❞ - Valentinia Morelli. She is captured within a world that condemned and contradicted her one wish. Trapped; within a whirlwind of toxicity and abuse. Claimed; by the darkness that consumed her light. Deceived; by a man whose exterior seemed angelic, but whose interior was destructable. Belittled; by those who held her trust. Controlled; by his sharp tongue. Carved; by his name. Broken; by those who left her behind. Ashamed; by the bodies that trailed in her path. Determined; at her chance of survial. Scarred; by his palms. Grateful; for the man that listened to her cries as he layed beside her, whilst they watched the stars. This is my first story, so I apologise if the description/ blurb/ story is not perfect. Initiated:. 04 : 05 : 18 Concluded:. 11: 12 : 20 I would just like to let you know that all of the media used in this book, is not my own. All of it is used off of google. Also, the translations may not be correct, I do use google translate. 𝐖 𝐀 𝐑 𝐍 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆:. Will include violence, humiliation, abuse, mature language, non- consensual scenes and triggering themes.

Warning: Rated R, Mature Audience Only! "He hovered over her mouth as he spoke, "Do not feel ashamed." She gasped as a tear eased out of her eye as he caressed her, "I can't resist having you." He kissed her again as unbuttoned his own shirt and gently laid on top of her, "You were made for me.. You make me feel less of a monster." " Bianca Marcose was always over looked, her evil older sister Rose made sure of that. She was always the good daughter, never spoke back, never caused trouble. Secretly she dreamed of a simple life, but when their ill mob boss father Avin needs to secure his daughters safety, everyone is shocked when he chose James Endrizzi to marry Rose and to take his place. James Endrizzi, womanizer, psychopath, handsome, fearless, heartthrob. Sounds dreamy? Not to Bianca "prude" Marcose. When James first arrives to Avins house, he is actually excited to meet Bianca, until he realizes that her sister is next in line for marriage. Since Bianca is off limits, he does what any normal man that acts like a teenager does, bullies her. He makes her life a living Hell since she is off limits. What will happen when her nature breaks his hard exterior? Thank you im_so_fab for the awesome cover art!

Hazel. My name is Hazel. And thats... all I know. I woke up one day on a cold metal slab, not knowing anything else about myself. Then I was... adopted. Sort of. By vampires. Because thats what I was now they said. A vampire. A changeling they called me as they took me home. To their manor. Because I was also a noble now. Lower class noble. But a noble. What they failed to mention was that changelings? They were second class citizens to other vampires. noble or not. In everyone else's eyes, in their society. I was nothing. Barely above a human. Which was food. I was basically spoilt meat to them. Food no longer edible. I understood that quicker than anything else. So why my new parents seemed to be the only vampires on the planet ignorant to the elephant in the room was beyond me. But they were. To the point where they thought to send me to Romanov Academy. The most prestigious school in the world of Vampires. As a high school student, because apparently thats my age range. So. That me. The lowest on the totem pole in a school full of literal nobility and apparently a royal. A. Very. Scary. Royal. The schools named after his family. He's a pureblooded vampire. The crème de la crème of my new world. And a total fucking asshole. I know two things. My name is Hazel. And apparently I'm not very good this whole vampire, blood drinking, creature of the night thing.

It's been 15 years since I was kidnapped by the all feared Capo di Capi. The Most Ruthless Man Alive. Cold-blooded Killer. Feared Boss. Just by hearing his name "Adriano Basilio" there blood runs cold. But he is The Love of My Life.. Since our victorious win against our fathers our lives have been filled with many, many, many children. For once we were at peace. Well as much peace as a Mafia can have. But the day comes when everything is questioned.... Even my babies... What's gonna happen when the Basilio Council in Italy questions Everything and Everyone? Who will win?..... *Book 2 of the PTMM Series. Please read Prisoner to Mr. Mafia before you read this. Thank you!* *This book contains Violence, Sex, Foul Language, etc.*

(NOT EDITED YET!) "I'm gonna make things clear". He said walking slowly toward me as I took a few steps back. "I was forced into this too.". My back hit the wall as he came even closer. "But you're mine now. Only mine. You are MY wife. There's no way out of this. You belong to me". He hissed in my ear. I shiver as he looks at me with his cold stare. My heart was beating so fast. He then kissed my lips before heading out of the room leaving me there. _________________________________________________________________________________________________ Sarah Dantes is a 22 years old young girl, heiress of the Dantes family along with her older sister Sandra. She just graduated and expected to live a normal life and find love But what happens when her parents announced her marriage with Luca Lombardi, a 31 year old successful and feared businessman known for his coldness and being heartless when it comes to his business? Trigger warnings: Physical abuse, mental illness, Abuse

⚠️ UNEDITED she heard people running in the distance and in an instant she felt herself get pinned to the floor, the young girl cried in both pain and fear. As he made her stand up, she went back to the floor because of the impact of his slap, blood oozed from her lips and she couldn't stand up as she felt dizzy, he grabbed her hair and whispered " you're such a little fox, you'll learn to never deceive me ." The petite girl cried in pain from the pressure on her scalp, followed by five of his soldiers along with his beta, the king put her on his shoulder returning to his tent. " she's dead the poor creature." Whispered one of the soldiers. Disclaimer: I do not worship violence against women at all and I am a strong-headed feminist it's all about imagination... #1 Monster/20.2K #1 purity #1 punishments #2 Wattpad 27/12/2020 #1 Possessive 09/01/2021 #1 Wattyawards 01/02/2021