#2 Legally InsanE ...Hope The one thing I had carried in my heart forever shattered when I met the ruin of me , The Raghuvanshi Heir . One dark night , Running from bastards to save my chastity , I ran into him. I thought I could save myself from those flesh eating dogs by begging him for help but my soul left my body when I saw them turn lifeless and Run like mad dogs on seeing who my Savior was . An air of melancholy surrounded him, he terrified me . In the second attempt to be saved , I promised myself to him . He held my face in his blood covered hands and said , "do you think there's anything that will stop me ? Reyansh Raghuvanshi is now yours and you little kitten, are MINE" ○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ DO NOT COPY !!!!!

"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦ Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother. Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi. Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her. ❦ "I don't share, angel." "He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away. His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me." ❦ READ BOOK 2 -> The Kingmaker HIGHEST RANKING: #5 romance - 6/26/22 Dark Romance Cover by @-simplyhann

If Avantika had the power to make three of her wishes come true, she would only desire three things from her life: becoming part of the elite group of the college, hanging out with the elite group of the college, and enjoying life as part of the elite group of the college. She was obsessed. Why wouldn't she be? The girls of the so-called elite group are absolutely stunning and groomed well to become the following models and actresses. The boys of the group are aristocratic heir and hotter than the devils of hell. One of the boys, the leader of them, the undisputed alpha, Advait Sharma, is the one she had the biggest crush on. Advait was part of the group but not part of it simultaneously. Advait was the member and the leader, but no rules were applied to him. He was more than just a part of the group; he was a student leader and an intellectual, and he was already destined to become the next big thing in whatever path he chose. His presence was enough to make her go submissive in her bones; she never knew what was is it about him that she would suddenly become a delicate flower mentally prepared to be ruined by him; maybe it was his masculine aura, his dominating personality, and his sexy body. It's a sensuous, romantic, political story with future possibilities of arranged marriages and dark romance. Warnings - Mature Content Toxic protagonist Violence Invasion of privacy Controlling Forced Mental trauma Sexual content

*complete* "You're mine and no one else's, are we clear?" he asked looking down on me with an angry expression, I just nodded in fear.

{TAKEN DOWN FOR PUBLISHING} Join the discord to know more/read the last chapter for the announcement. Discord link on my bio. +18 MATURE CONTENT "Even The Wicked Needs Love." ELIO MARINO, also known as IL MALVAGIO 'The Wicked' is a man whose presence alone is enough to evoke a silence more sinister than the one from a graveyard. Nothing could shake him, or so he believed. ZAHRA FAIZAN was trouble. Growing up with men who treated bullets like sugar cubes, she has risen from the streets and created the most notorious gang of thieves in the whole of Italy, but after a job gone wrong, she finds herself and her crew held captive by The Wicked, and she would do just about anything to take advantage of it. Even if it was as foolish as performing the biggest heist her gang has ever gotten to dream of. Little did she know she was about to be thrust right into a wicked world, wicked than the one she had once known. Could she tame the wicked and bring him to his ruin? Or tame him and keep him to herself? After all, even the wicked needs love.

"Curiosity killed the kitty Miss Adams." My body stiffened. Slowly I turned around just to see Mr. Parker standing in front of me with hands in his trouser pockets. I bit my lip. I thought he would be angry but when I looked at him. His face showed no emotion. He then started walking towards me I moved back. This continued until my back hit the door. Then he placed his one hand on my side, leaning forward, close to me. "What was rule number three Miss Adams." His face was extremely close to mine my breath got hitched. I couldn't answer his question why? Because I was more focused in the distance between us. "I asked you something Miss Adams." He said again. "T-That t-there a-are prohibited areas i-in the house where I shouldn't g-go." "It seems like you remember the rules. This room is one of those prohibited areas. So, from next time think before you put yourself into trouble." I just stared at his eyes. I was lost in those pair of sea-coloured eyes. No other guy has ever affected me this much as Mr. Parker. I get nervous around him. I don't know what this feeling is but this feeling is different. A feeling that I have never felt for anyone. "Understood?" he said again. I nodded. "Yes Mr. Parker." ***************** Liam Parker, 25 year old billionaire. Arrogant, handsome, ruthless, the only thing matters to him is his son and his work. Bella Adams, 24 year old simple and bubbly girl, who lives with her Nanny in an orphanage. What will happen when Bella comes as a babysitter of Liam's son? Let's find out in the story.....

Kate Miller, a beautiful innocent girl with even more beautiful heart. Yet despised by her own parents. A dancer by profession.She has an older brother who is the only kind man with her. She has got a best friend too, Avery. Ethan Robinson, hottest single CEO of Robinson Enterprise. Doesn't do relationship shit, only night stands. Has a loving family consisting of mother, father, elder brother who is married and a bunch of close friends. Kate's greedy parents put a condition while doing a contract with Ethan! He should marry Kate. What happens when these two polar opposites are put in a loveless marriage? Will they survive? Or will they fall apart? Read the book to find more. :::::::::::::::::::::::::: Hey beautiful people. Go check out my new book. I hope you will like it. Show some love!!❤️❤️ Yours lovingly, Anushka. Best rankings:- #3 in dancer out of 1.49k stories (04/01/21) #2 in Ethan out of 1.54k stories (26/03/21) #15 in Romance out of 1.83k stories (28/03/21) #13 in love out of 1.73k stories (20/04/21)

I was surprised when she ran her hands down my abs, almost to the waist band of my pants. "Mila," I warned, watching her bite back a smile. There was unmistakable tension around us and I had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was the alcohol. I stared down at her, watching the sultry look on her face. "What are you doing to me," I muttered, resting my forehead against hers. I barely had a chance to blink before her lips were pressed against mine. My hands found their way to her hips, gripping them tightly as she tugged at my hair. Spinning her around, I pinned her against the wall. It felt like my lungs were going to burst as I pulled away, breathing hard. Mila gazed up at me, her eyes glazed over and cheeks pink. She reached up, wiping what I'm assuming was her lipstick from my lips. I couldn't help but lean down and press my lips against hers again. It was almost as if I was addicted to the way she fit against my body. "Ajax, we're both drunk," she gasped as I bit down on her ear gently. We could deal with the consequences later. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression, and some suicidal thoughts Some Mature content - I'll put a warning before ;) Highest ranking in Romance - #8 12/20 Highest ranking in Dance - #1 12/22

♕︎ MAFIA ROMANCE ♕︎ ❝ Her innocence intrigued him and her personality made him certain ❞ She looked back at the window she escaped from, barely missing the tall silhouette that loomed behind the curtains, an ominous aura surrounding the figure. She could feel it from so far away. It was him. Her mouth opened in a silent scream and her unblinking eyes popped like an old fashioned toy doll. A bead of cool sweat dripped down her back and her skin became as pale as white. She trembled in fear and ran towards the woods that had obstructed her path. Except for the few shreds of moonlight, the woods were completely dark. The corners of his lips lifted into a sinister grin, watching her run into the woods with his narrowed eyes, hands behind his back. He loved a good game of hide and seek, especially if they were someone he wanted dearly. "Run as far as you want, Tesoro..." "But I'll always find you." _________________________________________ Valerie Smith, a girl who's trying to forget her past and move on, working at a small coffee shop in Los Angeles. Her petite figure made her less intimidating. Having been trapped in her nightmare for years, she yearns for an escape. Enzo Piero, a name known in a world of illegal activities and manipulation. Being told to be cold and unbothered about most things made it difficult to fit into normal society. He belonged to the mafia life, a world of dangers and threats. But between his dangerous lifestyle, he yearns for a companion he could confide in. The past was being revealed slowly, new enemies emerging in between this mess. Valerie had yet to figure out who she was, a certain Italian man making it hard for her. What would be their future? Will you be able to predict it? Publish: 24th January 2020 End: Credits for plot ideas to @lavender_mist95 Credits for the lovely cover to @Guinealove2005 Previously known as 'Claimed as His'

"If you think a night is all you are going to be on my bed under me. Little one! How wrong are you." She gulped not trusting her ears that hear what her brute of a husband said. He pulled her close to him breathing on her little face tingling her lips trembled. Her eyes wide in disbelieve. She turned beetroot red thinking of all that had transpired between them. She was sore all over her body. "But that was a mis... mistake and we should not repeat it again." He chuckled pushing the lock of her dark hair behind her ear leaving a tingling sensation on her ever sensitive nape. He closed the distance and brought his lips to her already bruised nape sucking the same spot making it darker. She couldn't hold in her moan and let out a desperate cry. "We. will. not. repeat. the. same. again. coz He said in between kisses she was brought back to reality, his words not making any sense to her. He pulled the sheet away which covered her naked self. Trailing his calloused fingers gently down to her... "We will do so much more and so much new things you've never experienced. You got so much to catch up with and this husband of yours will take the honour to do it all." She blushed and also a tingle went down her sore v*****. There was this saying about her husband. 'Ricardo Wilde never went back on his words.' She was going to experience it all and learn so much more. This arranged marriage and all that came with was indeed too much for her, starting from her husband.