Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

Dominic Romanov, a mafia boss who spends the night with a beautiful woman who leaves him wanting more than what he bargained for. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱, 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯. "𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘊𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯." 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. 𝘔𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 - 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵. 𝘐 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥. "𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵."

Na svět se rodí spousta typů lidí. Lidé hloupí, chytří, ambiciózní, atraktivní, oškliví, hodní, zlí, nevděční... No, a pak jsem se narodila já. Neustále podezírám toho nahoře, že jsem se tu ocitla omylem, ale zjevně se to přesně takhle stát mělo. Říkejme tomu třeba osud, protože nejsem zrovna případ, kterej se každou chvíli projde po zemským povrchu s vědomím, že ho vyráběli rodiče v ložnici. Příběh šestnáctileté dívky se zvláštní schopností prožívat bolest za ty, které miluje. Za svou rodinu, blízké přátelé a... za něho.

,,Už jsi v bezpečí. Už jsi u mě,'' zašeptal ten neznámý a já se od něj odsunula dál. ,,Kde? Kde jsem?'' ptala jsem se roztřeseně a pohled mi spadl na mé tělo. Byla jsem navlečená do těch stejných volných šatů, jaké měl na sobě on. Chtěla jsem křičet, protože jsem nic z toho nechápala, a měla jsem takový dojem, že se mi to celé jenom nezdá a že ani po štípnutí se do zápěstí mě to nevykopne do reality v mém pokoji. ,,V nebi přece. Tam, kam patříš.'' Pokračování knihy - Tam, kde je bolest normální cover mi udělala skvělá: @cherrystyles- 🖤

Brie is a huge fan of The Phantom of the Opera,and when she falls through a mirror, she wakes up and finds out she's in the movie, she's Christine's sister, and her life will change forever. Will she follow the movie or change it for good? Erik/OC Christine/Raoul. Story completed, sequel will be up soon.

Picture This: You are asked to be a photographer for Rammstein's next album and not only the photoshoots get heated. Are you up for it?

You missed your last possible way to get home after a Rammstein concert. How will you solve this?

❝𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨? 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚? 𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚? 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙢 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙙. ❞ Loss. Agony. Nora knows them intimately. She's endured them again and again, etched into her soul by the choices of others-and sometimes, by her own. But what she doesn't realize is that the pain she carries might lead to her greatest loss yet. *.☽ .* *.☽ .* *.☽ .* Nora Reyes, once a captive of HYDRA and now a newly recruited avenger, had worked with SHEILD for three years now. Her mornings were always a blue haze of revenge, and nights an agonizing memory of her loss - taking away her sleep with it too. Sleepless, restless, and relentless, her goal is singular: to destroy the place that made her life a living hell. Tony Stark, the man who no one really knows, hides his own ghosts beneath layers of wit and brilliance. But when the world quiets and the armor comes off, insomnia is his only companion. The genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist- these titles mean nothing when he lives in the shadow of his regrets, trapped in an endless loop of "what-ifs." Two fractured souls. Two lives defined by loss and desperation. When sleepless nights draw Nora and Tony together, their bond becomes a fragile sanctuary-a place where the walls they've built start to crumble. He sees her pain mirrored in his own; she sees the man behind the suit no one else bothers to understand. But every comfort comes with a price. And for two people who have lost so much, can they hold onto something good-or are they doomed to watch it slip away like everything else in their lives? Cover by @stxrrdrexm

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"I thought you didn't like me." "I never said that." "You didn't need to." "I just said you were arrogant." "Forgive me for the confusion, then." Making friends wasn't exactly something that was a high priority at college for Eleanora Myers, so it's certainly a surprise when Tony Stark of all people seems adamant to make her like him. But it turns out they may have more in common than she originally thought . Daddy issues, for starters.