As his green mesmerizing eyes locked with mine, a playful smirk danced on his lips. I instantly bowed. "Evron" I could feel his intense gaze as everyone in the hall bowed. Her nightmares are haunting her living reality, but time stops when nightmares become real, when an invisible hand leading her to an unknown world, in which she might find her lost self or her true love. "You will survive." She might be a savior, the last hope. She is Aurora. 🔞This is a dark romance, contains mature content, foul language, and NOT recommended to underage readers. Read at your risk.

Just read the prologue, my dudes. Contains mature content and mental BDSM, 18+.

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.

The Garden Of Blood Trilogy: Book Three Arden has just died leaving her family in danger of being over throned. She was the last living founding member. Now her sheltered granddaughter Crimson will see just how cruel and twisted the mafia world is supposed to be. For all she knew were the stories her granny told her. But now she will live her own story, praying that she survives it. ************** Phibionites are no ordinary religious group. They come from the writings of heresy hunter, Epiphanius. Although Christians, they have a different unique way of worshiping Christ. A scandalous worship of which involves a sex ritual. ********** THIS BOOK IS MATURE WITH EVERY POSSIBLE THEME. CAUTION⚠ Rated R❌ Mature 18+ NB:Can be read before book 2. This has more to do with book 1.

Mason Adams is a normal guy with his ordinary appearance. Dark hair and dark innocent eyes. He seems an obedient submissive. But he has some dark secrets. This book contains mature content, rape, physical torture, violence, suicide, and foul language. Read at your own risk. 🔞It is NOT recommended to underage readers.