"Are you okay?" he asked. "You knew I would be kidnapped!" she snapped. "Yes I did." His voice desperate. "And you let them?" she asked. "I knew I would save you." he said. "What if you couldn't?" she said. "I would never let anything happen to you." he said, his voice cracking. "You are talking big. You used me to end your rivalry!" she yelled. "No! Not used. It was to save you." he said. She turned her back to him. "I don't wanna listen anything. You used me and I don't stay where people use me. That is it, Vansh." She was about to walk away when he held her hand, dropping to his knees. "Please, Kavya! Don't leave me....don't leave me like my family did." Her chest tightened. She heard him cry. She turned back, realization hit her. She sat on her knees and hugged him tight. "I am sorry. I-I got angry. I swear I will never leave you. I am sorry." He smiled through tears, wrapping his arms tightly around her. "You are mine." he whispered. She nodded. "Only yours. And you are mine." she said, tears falling down her cheeks. He pulled her closer. "Only yours."

When italian mafia falls in love with an indian singer The sound of his phone ringing makes me back away as I look at his phone lying on his bed. But he grips my jaw forcing me to look back at him. "Focus on me." He says as his lips starts peppering kisses along my jaw. "But your phone..." "Leave it." He says his voice having that timber making me more wet. He places a kiss at the junction of my neck and shoulder. I sigh and lean into him enjoying this way too much. His hand holding me up moves down and cups my ass while the other grazes my breast ever so lightly in a feather touch. I bite my lip to stop my moan threating to escape as he continues his ministrations, moving his fingers lightlty around my nipple making them hard as now they can be felt through the clothing. ........................................ He didn't knew her name nor did he saw her face. All he heard was her mesmerizing voice. The voice which had the power to soothe him, to make his thoughts still and his heart skip a beat. That's how beautiful her voice was and after hearing her all he wanted was to have her for him, to have her sing only for him. She lit a dark desire in him which made him yearn for her without even knowing anything about her.

He's the billionaire heir who has everything. She's the scholarship girl who has nothing. I was content with my quiet life. I asked for nothing and expected even less. Then Adrian Hawthorne set his eyes on me. He decided I was his. His new project. His unwanted obsession. He says he'll ruin me. He promises to tear down my world until he's the only one left. What he doesn't know is that I'm already broken. And he might just be the one to shatter completely. A dark billionaire romance with a possessive hero, a "touch her and you die" vibe, and secrets that could destroy them both. "His to Ruin" is a standalone dark romance novel. It is part of the book series "The Hawthorne Legacy #1" ______ "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else, Lilia. When I'm done with you, the memory of my touch will be a brand on your skin. The sound of my voice will be the only thing you hear in your dreams. You will crave me. You will beg for me." My breath hitched, my entire body frozen in a state of horrified paralysis. He leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear, the contact sending a bolt of pure, unadulterated electricity through me. "And the best part?" he breathed, his voice a silken, venomous promise. "You're going to love every second of it." He pulled back, his eyes blazing with a triumphant, predatory fire. He had seen the flicker of response in my eyes, the traitorous shiver that had run down my spine. He knew he had struck a nerve. That was what finally broke the spell. Rage, pure and absolute, surged through me, burning away the fear. I yanked my hand back, my palm connecting with his cheek with a sharp, satisfying crack that echoed in the silent aisle. He didn't even flinch. He just stood there, a slow, terrifying smirk spreading across his face as he gently touched the reddening mark on his cheek. "There's that fire," he murmured, his voice filled with a dark, appreciative hunger. "I can't wait to taste it."

"Hmm I see but I don't want to be in a relationship " I say sternly "Okay princess what If I go underneath this table ...will I not find you soaked" "No" I say clearing my throat He uses his knee to spread my legs from under the table . Looking at him I gasp . He proceeds to go underneath the table His hands start from my ankle and they travel up my legs reaching my inner thighs. He starts kissing each thigh earning me to moan. He places his hands on my waist pulling me to come closer to him. He caress my thighs and he starts taking off my underwear. "Your soaked princess" I can't see his face but I know his smirking "Nope it's discharge" I try holding back a moan "Are you sure princess" he brings his lips close to my entrance . I can feel him breathing on my clit . I grip onto the table for support. I feel him pulling away and I almost cry from the neglect. He comes up from the table fixing his posture . He smirks and he places my underwear in his pocket . "Why" I breathe out "Princess , I don't like to be provoked and I hate liars" he says pouring himself more wine 6 days is all she needs ...... Zuri takes a vacation to America but three men desire, lust and passion reroute everything for her. She is in bliss out living the American dream but sometimes meeting a stranger isn't always in your best interest #56 in sexual 6/03/22 #38 in desire 13/05/22 #10 in interesting 16/05/22 #17 in mystery-thriller 1/05/22 #7 in Lust 6/09/22

❝I've never done it with a girl before.❞ I whisper sheepishly, biting my lip in the act. "Trust me, little bee, I'll make you feel good." She answered to me in between breaths, with her lips on mine. "Really fucking good." We continued kissing for a few more seconds, before she stuck her hand in my trousers brushing her finger against my slit. "You're so wet." She told me, kissing my neck. Moments later, she unexpectedly started to draw small circles on my clit. "mm.." I moaned licking and slightly biting my top lip. "I told you baby." She whispered to me. "I can make you feel good." breathy moans escaped my lips, while she smashed her lips back on mine, roughly kissing me. Her fingers didn't stop, nor slow down. In fact, they increased in motion. My body shook, from how good it felt. - Willow has never had sex with a girl, nor has she thought about it. Especially with the passing of her late father, Madrigal Jade, she's been trying her best to keep the family together. Although, once she meets Irina, it completely changed her perspective on things. She comes to realization that she can't fix something that is unfixable, even though you try your hardest to make it last longer than anticipated.

[MATURE CONTENT] Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her career. ***** "Say my name flower." Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. "Never." Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. "By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine." **** Mature content Violence Mature romance 18+ IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF CONTROLLING MEN AND A SEMI-SUBMISSIVE FEMALE LEAD, PLEASE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT, DO NOT READ WITH INTENTIONS TO BRING HATEFUL COMMENTS BECAUSE YOU DO NOT LIKE IT. THANKS.

Spellbound verb past tense; past participle: hold the complete attention of (someone) as though by magic; fascinate. *** Soleil has had a crush on Brice for the longest time. She wishes he would notice her. When an opportunity presents itself for her wish to come true, she takes it. But things don't go as expected. She wanted his attention and now that she has it, can she handle how jealous, possessive, and obsessed he gets with her? ☆WARNING: Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it. This is not a fairytale! ♧This is a Dual POV / BWWM tale of dark love

One face gave her a ring. The other gave her a reason to breathe... Briella Tate thought she knew what love was. She married Maj, the dependable twin - the one who gave her stability, promises, and a future. But late one night, someone slipped into her bed with her husband's face... and she let him touch her like he belonged there. Only it wasn't Maj. It was Haji. What began as a cruel lie ignited a truth neither of them could deny - a desire too deep to bury and a bond too twisted to break. When Briella finds herself pregnant, secrets explode, loyalties fracture, and the war between brothers becomes personal. As Maj fights to reclaim the wife he believes is still his, Haji is ready to destroy everything to protect what he stole - a woman who now belongs to both of them... and a child born of betrayal. But love like this doesn't stay in the light. And some obsessions don't end with goodbye.

When desire breaks chains, love becomes the most dangerous empire. Description: Ariel thought working as a correctional officer meant discipline, order, and control. Then she met Brick-mean, ruthless, and dangerous, but unlike any man she's ever known. Wrongly locked up by the very people he trusted-Brick is heartless in the streets, yet his eyes burn for only one woman. What starts as stolen glances behind prison walls spirals into a forbidden obsession too strong to resist. Ariel tries to escape the pull her and Brick have, distracting herself with Brick's rival, Malik-but that only fans the fire. When Brick gets out, everything changes. He's not just claiming his empire back-he's claiming her. Caught between the heat of two powerful men and the shadows of betrayal, Ariel finds herself bound to Brick in ways she never expected: through his ring, through his empire... and through the life growing inside of her. But in Brick's world, love is not tender. Love is possession. And possession always comes with blood.

June put forth major effort into being a good wife to her husband, Savion, but Savion didn't appreciate her. June went to her step brother, Ezra, for comfort as she always had, and things spiraled out of control between the two of them. Will June ever find the love she longs for? Please read to find out. TEMPTATION IS A B****!