We Are Blue Smith Brothers, Rich, Powerful, Cold and irresistibly Hot. No One ever Even Dared To Look at us in the Eyes. Victor Blue Smith - Jordy Blue Smith - Hardin Blue Smith - Kevin Blue Smith. We Thought No one could Ever , Ever Make us Weak untill They introduced her as Our stepsister. A Girl With White Hair and Mysterious Aura, She Never even looked at us But When Finally Her Gaze met ours, We saw somethi'n in Her doe eyes, Like She wanted to escape from somethi'n, she was trapped somewhere. Seemed like No one could Read Her Silence Like Us, But Why We ? We wanted to Hate Her But We ended up Being Her Saviour. More More ?? Falling in Love With Her . Reverse Harem. Contain: Hatered, Abuse, Sexual assault, Irresistible cute Moments, Please Read this on your own risk.

Her hazel eyes opened and connected with the ceiling. She felt the dryness starting from her throat and leading all the way upto her tongue and surrounding her lips. It reminded her of the screams of pain and pleasure of last night. He was relentless. A pure beast. She could feel still feel the soreness in her intimate area and the shivers and goosebumps her body released on its own accord when she had lied underneath him. With great difficulty she sat up, reaching for the glass of the water on the side table. She tried folding her legs when suddenly a metal grasped her ankle making her frown. Frowning, she removed the comforter from her legs only to get her eyes widened. She was chained. To the bed post. The door to her room opened and walked in Zaryab, folding up the sleeves of his white kameez. Their eyes connected as he approached her. He could already see the questions in her eyes. Grasping her chin, he bobbed her head up, "you'll be punished, my love. Today, is the day one," Kissing her forehead, he disappeared, leaving her to revel in her thoughts and dreading her future life. Because Zaryab was a man of his words.

"From today onwards, I will take every decision of your life. What you will eat, where will you go, when will you speak, what you will wear it will be all as I wish. And if you dare to defy me then till now it must have been crystal clear to you how far I can go to keep my words," his voice unsympathetic and cold, causing a shiver down her spine. Out of fear she was not even able to raise her head and kept her eyes casted down. He lifted her head up with his forefinger, underneath her chin and stared directly into her mesmerizing hazel eyes. "Understood?" Her throat was parched and her mouth was dry. Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth. The seam of her lips was cracked and pasted with each other and she couldn't find enough courage in herself to say anything using her tongue, so she just nodded and casted down her eyes again. He raised her chin more now with his forefinger and thumb, indicating her to look in his eyes and she did so. "Understood?" He asked again and raised both his eyebrows, warning her. "Yy....ye..ss" she croaked out. Her eyes were widened with fear and hands were fisting the bedsheet. Her cheeks were imprinted with red finger marks. "Good. Now take of your clothes and fulfill your duty" he ordered. She only pleaded him with her eyes. Clearly, she didn't want her wedding night to turn out like this.

DARK ROMANCE "Sir, I am in a dire need of loan. Its very important, my friends life is at stake. I assure you I'll try my best to return the loan asap." She breathlessly said it all. Her eyes were filled with hope and expectations. He was her last hope. "Miss Sheharzaad," Shehryaar said, while standing up from his chair causing her to instantly stand up. "Yes sir" she replied, her voice troublesome yet confident. He walked towards the other side of the table and sat on the chair parallel to her. "Keep sitting, please." He said, like a gentleman and she sat down. She tightly held her hands together. A life could be saved by his single yes. "Sir please," she pleaded. "I agree. You can have the loan, but I have a condition." "I agree to your every condition sir" she replied with a little smile of victory on her face. "Think before you speak, Miss Sheharzaad." "I trust you." "I want a one night stand with you." He dropped the bomb. ............ "Every women is nothing but a whore and you're also one of them." He said making her wriggling double against the ropes, which tied her. "You're wrong." She replied with a sheer determination in her eyes. He harshly gripped held her chin and bobbed her head up towards him. "Oh, I'll prove it to you then." He spoke with an immense intensity and a promise in his eyes. "You'll now serve me as my personal escort, Sheharzaad." He declared and threaded his fingers into her silky locks, pasting his lips on hers, her brutally. He didn't trust womankind and she was a strong woman. He wanted shatter and break her into pieces so he could satisfy himself.

"I told you, every breath you'd take, I would be aware of it," he said moving closer towards her making her take a step back. Her heart was palpitating wildly unable to withstand the intensity his eyes hold which made her eyes move down on their own. One more step by him and now her back touched the wall. "You know, what I want to do with you right now?" he whispered, placing his hand on the wall encaging her and at that moment she just wanted to hide in the wall. "Strip you off your clothes and belt the hell out of you," he muttered "Please no! Don't do this to me!" she shrieked and within a flash, he grasped her arm and threw her on the bed. His hands released his belt followed by ripping off of her shirt and her heart-wrenching scream ........ Roshanay, a simple girl, forced into prostitution, one day witnessed a mafia don committing murder and she had no other option than to marry him. Read the full description inside

"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.

warning- sexual content, polyandry 🔞 Florina was living a perfect life with a perfect job and a lovely boyfriend but her once fairytale peaceful life turned upside down in just a single night because of something that she saw. Now she was on the hit list of Russian mafia and he wanted her dead at all costs. Florina ran for her life but destiny threw her in another frenzy when she stumbled upon Sebestian King, the American mafia boss and Vincenzo Romano, the Italian mafia boss. She catched their attention at first site. And as people says, 'the devils always feed on pure souls...' These two devils have now started craving her. But the problem is vincenzo and sebestian are the biggest enemies of each other. They can't even share the same air to breathe, let alone share a girl they both desire. They are ready to kill each other to have her for themselves. Will any one of them be able to get her? And the main question is whom will Florina choose OR will she run away from them scared of this new life that she was thrown into? Only if she knew that once you caught an eye of a mafia there's no going back. (It's a sample)

When River crosses paths with a man who speaks to every hidden hunger inside her, their connection spirals into an all-consuming pull neither of them can resist-but is she Grayson's salvation... or his ruin? *** Everyone in River Avelle's hometown knows about Grayson Maddox-the troubled bad boy who almost killed another student in the middle of the school hallway. Those who look into Grayson's eyes only see pure fury and hatred. They all think he's beyond redemption, even Grayson himself. But not River. As the seemingly perfect good girl, River saw something more in those alluring grey eyes. Something worth holding onto. From the first time their eyes connect, both Grayson and River feel the intense, undeniable attraction between them...but neither of them understand what's pulling them together so fiercely. The closer they get and the more vulnerable they become, River has to wonder: is she saving Grayson from his darkness? Or is she just pulling him further into hers? *** He tips my head toward his with his index finger, keeping my eyes trained on him and driving me crazy with the primal look on his face. His grey eyes look heavy, filled with dark desire, and a shock runs up through my core. Everything around us disappears and all I can sense is him and the hardness pressing between my legs. "What are you doing to me, River?" he whispers, his voice raspy and utterly captivated. His face is lowering and I'm closing my eyes, waiting for soft lips to press against mine. My whole body is on fire as I hold my breath for his touch. *** Cover by @strayin

Dark Romance. Warning!! ** Gunnar aka Humza Ghazali, is a name that sends chills through Mumbai. A ruthless mafia boss, a cold-blooded killer-His presence alone is enough to suffocate those around him. He rules the underworld with an iron fist. He is darkness, deadly and unyielding. Rhythm Hussain, 19, is his complete opposite-a bright, bubbly soul with a smile that could melt ice. Her warmth draws people in, her heart too soft to hold grudges. She is the light, glowing softly in a world that can often be cruel and unforgiving. He is the devil, and she, an angel. Forced into marriage, they are like fire meeting ice, the sun clashing with a dark and cold moon. Their worlds couldn't be more different, yet fate has bound them together. What begins as attraction turns into a dangerous obsession-a battle between light and darkness. In the end, who will be consumed by the fire? ** Warning! 18+ Abusive content! Sinful Pleasures✅ Raw Need✅ Age gap✅ Pure Obsession✅ Forced Marriage *** #1 in dark out of 143k stories on 16-08-2022 #1 in Humor out of 210K stories on 14-02-2023 #1 in Mumbai on 16-03-2022 again on 31-10-2022 #1 in innocent #1 in Obsession on 12-11-2022 out of 26k #1 in EroticRomance 22-04-2022 #3 in Drama out of 487k on 22-08-2022

She didn't finish her sentence as Deontay delivered his signature imprint on her cheek. It was so brutal, it made her head snap to the side. It felt like a million pins were being forced into her cheek at the same time. "I'm not in the right state to play games with you Juliet. Fucking say it or you will be sorry." Snapping her head back to look into the devils eyes, she immediately regretted the look of determination and anger gleaming I'm his eyes. It should of been enough to get her to say the words he's been wanting to hear, but she couldn't help but taunt him further. But just as she was about to continue playing dumb- he rested his hand on her belly. Her heart stopped. "I'm not going to ask you again." Those were the final words which she couldn't fight and wouldn't try. "I'm pregnant." ________________________ ♧ ________________________ BE WARNED,THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR THE FAINT HEARTED ⚠️.