I have two rules for surviving college, Stay out of his way. Don't let him see you. But Massimo Bianchi doesn't follow rules-he makes them. The heir to the Bianchi Empire, a man with a dark past and a reputation that chills the blood, Massimo doesn't play nice. And for some reason, he's decided I'm his favourite game. He's ruthless, arrogant, and impossible to ignore, even if I try. I should stay away. I should hate him. But the more I try to escape him, the deeper he pulls me into his dangerous world. The more I hate him, the more he seduces me with his cold smile, his calculating gaze, and his twisted games. I'm not supposed to want him. I'm supposed to keep my distance, keep my secrets, keep my heart locked away. But when the devil himself comes knocking, there's no escape. Not from him. Not from the desire that burns through my every nerve. And the worst part? I think he knows it.

"You are an animal," she spat at him, realising now she had no escape from him. Her virtue, her innocence..... everything was going to get tormented by this cruel animal in whose arms she was trapped, probably for the rest of her life. Her words widened his grin until he heard those words of hers. "That must be the reason Prerna di escaped from her wedding and never returned because no girl would accept a pathetic monster like you to be her husband," she hissed in pain as he clutched her jaw. "Of course I am a monster, an animal..... that's why she ran away from our wedding, even after I fucking loved her with my everything," pain seared in his enraged eyes. "And your sin is much bigger than hers, but...." She felt him brushing his lips against her moistened cheeks, trembling her more terribly. "You are not fortunate like her because she succeeded in escaping from me but you ....." he grabbed a fist of her hair, welling more tears in her eyes. "No one and nothing would be able to save you from me ever, Aahana Malhotra," he shoved her down on the bed and hovered over her. "You chose to dress up as my bride on your own...." He untied the strings of her blouse. "You chose to get on the altar on your own so...." He completely untied her blouse, freezing her blood in horror. "Now, it my turn to make you accept our marriage on my own tonight, mi esposa," he husked against her mouth and her soul got deprived of every kind of sensation when she felt his lips against hers. . . . . Fate took a vigorous turn when an innocent 18 years old teenager, Aahana Malhotra, got shoved at the altar as a bride of the ruthlessly vicious 27 years old man, Zayansh Singhaniya but why she reached at the altar and why did he marry her when she was never supposed to be his bride in the very first place? Why did he want to hurt her? And most importantly what that innocuous teenage girl had done to that malicious man which had made her... HIS INNOCENT SINNER?

Avalyn has always been good at running; it's what she does best. But when fate offers her a chance to break free from the shackles of her past, she doesn't just sprint away, she charges headlong into the unknown, ready to face whatever challenges await. Fueled by an unwavering determination, Avalyn embarks on a relentless pursuit to find and hold those accountable for their misdeeds. Amidst the darkness, she discovers individuals worthy of being saved. With her enigmatic history both pushing her onward and haunting her every move, she remains resolute in her mission to purify the world of those deemed unworthy of existence. Yet, she doesn't tread this path alone; her past demons refuse to let her stray too far. And perhaps, that's just fine. After all, where's the thrill in running if there's no chance of being caught? "Dirt-clouded vision and earth-filled lungs. Every breath devoid of air. Every bone crushed by the weight of the world. My fingers fought to free me, and when I made it to the top, it wasn't relief I felt." !!This is the second book of the duet. Please read Patient A-3 first!! ⚠️ This is a reverse harem and a DARK romance ⚠️ 18+

╔═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╗ Lᴏᴠᴇ & Oʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ sᴇʀɪᴇs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴᴇ ╚═════ஜ۩۞۩ஜ═════╝ Dᴀʀᴋ Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴄe ══════◄••❀••►══════ "What made you come here, little cat?" He spoke, Not a question but a demand, point out the hidden sarcasm. His voice husky, and eyes darken. While he Sat On dark couch calmly, Staring at my quivering soul, and all I was In front of the devil, Preparing myself for his meal. "I-I Came to apologize for my earlier mista--" barely audible, with the stammering tone I managed to answer but all he could do interrupt. "On your knees" he Command, and my eyes widen in terror. I looked at him and his ocean blue eyes with a threaten warning was already stucked on me. "Uhmm..w-why?" I questioned, in horror. "Obey me" he spoke with low and menacing tone, after thinking for few seconds which felt for hours in loud silence, I was on my knees. Looking at the 'devil' for next command. And A Smirk, curled up on his lips. "Unbuckle My Belt" He demand, while all I look at him in shock, is he going to hit Me? "W-why?" Again, I questioned with a helpless tone. "You're going to swallow My cock, in your mouth with your eyes on Me. And then i will think to forgive you or not, little cat." And I gulp the large saliva down from the throat just thinking about it. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Where death lies, the Leviathan Hart mention. Fall in love but more like suffocation. Luna stewart, a beautiful shaped soul. Trapped in the world of his dark obsession. ══════◄••❀••►══════ Trigger warning- mature scenes, foil language and torture inside this book. If you are mentally not prepared, this book is not for you. ~Aria. With love for all of you.

• BOOK 1 OF THE ESZTAR SERIES • Reaching upstairs, he hurled me inside his room and closed the door harshly. I stood there shaking with fear. He looked scary. Extremely scary. He tilted his head, forming an evil grin on his face. I couldn't move. I stayed riveted to my spot silently begging him for mercy. Everything went wrong tonight. He was going to take out all the aggression on me. He always did that. To make it worse, no one was there in the house to save me. I opened my mouth to speak but was roughly slammed against the wall in a heartbeat. It happened in less than a second. My chest was pressed against his and my hands were pinned above with his one hand clasping both of my wrists while the other hand snaked around my waist, holding me in place. "What are you doing?" I let out an incredulous whisper. "Showing you the right way to dominate." And with that, he smashed his lips over mine. ~~~ Life is perfect. Until it all goes downhill. For Vittoria, it was when four insanely hot mafias kidnapped her. Vittoria Andress, a normal girl finds herself thrown into the world of mafias. Now left all alone, without her brother, her only family, she has one big task- survive. And it was anything but easy, especially with the obsessive mafia boss having hots for her. Will the merciless turn of events crush her beneath it's weight or will she rise from there ashes? WARNING : Strong language, graphic violence, abuse. May act as a trigger. #1 IN MAFIABOSS #1 IN DARK ROMANCE #1 IN HATELOVE #1 IN CRIME #1 IN SASSY #1 IN CONSORTIUM #2 IN HOT #5 IN KIDNAP #7 IN OBSESSION

1St in #possesive 1ST in #abuse 1ST in #arrangedmarriage 1ST in #hatelove 1ST in #rich 1ST in #tortured The next thing she knew was that she was slung on his muscular shoulder. She thrashed her legs, but he carried her as if she weighed no more than a bag of feathers. "Caelum please!" She begged him but he ignored her as he walked through the corridors and into the bedroom. And threw her on the bed. While she was busy recovering her breath, he threw his coat on the floor and started unbuttoning his shirt. "W-what are y-you doing?" she asked. Her face paler than paper. "Exactly what married couples do, love." He said dropping the shirt on the floor, His voice so full of viciousness that she almost choked on them. She dragged herself back on the bed sobbing, "no.." He grabbed her legs and pulled her towards himself. He crawled on top of her. He looked into her terrified eyes and whispered, "You make me do terrible things, my dear Rose." He wiped a stray tear from her chin before grabbing it. "I will bruise your lip and scar your knees and love you too hard.." he brushed his lips on hers, "I will destroy you. And when I leave, You will finally understand why storms are named after humans." ........................... Rosette never had an easy life, and after the death of her mother, when she thought things couldn't get worse, her life started going fully downhill. She was tortured beyond repair in her own house. She could only dream of being loved. She dreamed of getting married and finally breaking free from all these cages, but fate had other plans for her. Her life going totally downhill, turned upside down when she was married to the biggest business tycoon in the city. Will this marriage totally wreck her? Would the promise of love be fulfilled? Would she ever be able to break free?.... Read the story to know :) Cover by ~ @__AK__WRITES Note: This story contains sexual and violent content.

"Who are y-you?" I whisper to him, scared that might he do something bad to me if I tried to move. Sensing the bad energy that screamed power and mystery that seemed to always be around him. As he turns to look me in the eyes with the most beautiful grey eyes I have ever seen, "Do you really wanna know who I am, Principessa?" he said with a smirk on his face. "Ye-yes, I wanna k-know who y-you are and what you w-want from m-me," I stated, feeling scared for my life. As he leaned closer to me, smelling his cologne, which surprisingly smelled good. "To answer you, Principessa... I am known as the Devil himself... Liam Santiago," he said with a smirk that screamed danger. As fear danced in my eyes, knowing very well who this man was, I had no choice but to sit there terrified. "Please let me g-go," I said, knowing I have no way of escaping this. What have you gotten yourself into Isa...I thought to myself. *********** Liam Santiago is well known for the ways he kills his victims without remorse, a scary, feared, heartless killer, and a dangerous man to ever live. Liam is the leader of the Italian Mafia. He took over when he was 16 years old. And the most powerful leader to ever live. Isabella White is a beautiful, innocent girl, doing her second year at university. The person who claims to be her father is an abusive alcoholic who makes her life a living hell. She believes no one could ever love her because she is broken. What happens when she finds herself in danger and is saved by the cold-blooded Italian? Will love overcome evil? Will Isabella be saved from her nightmare? Find out:) [Word count:1811-2000] [Date:09/07/22] Cover page by:Jess @rykemedows on Pinterest. Based on Mafia, Romance, Murder, Abuse, Rape,Kidnap,Self-harm, Weapons, Sexual content, Suspense, and Age-gap

Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️

"Get the fuck out of my house!" my dad shouted. "Gladly. But, before I go, I have just one thing to say; you've never been a good father. You've always treated Poppy and her mother like absolute shit." "You know nothing about being a father, you little prick!" "Yeah? Well, your innocent little girl calls me daddy when I fuck her from behind, so that's close enough for me," Knox spat before hauling me out of my seat and leaving. *** Ever since Poppy Nicole was little, she's been a shy girl with a heart of pure gold. Her innocence is glaringly obvious and she has nothing but the best intentions for everyone on her mind. Everyone has always loved the sweet-minded girl. Knox Carmichael is Charleston, South Carolina's resident bad boy and infamous hell-raiser. He's been on a first-name basis with law enforcement since the young age of ten-years-old. Before his parents became fed up and sent him away to military school when he was fourteen, one of Knox's favorite pass times was taunting his one and only Poppy. Poppy's life was going great. Fantastic even. She was accepted into the local university aside her best friend - and Knox's little sister - Kiara and she couldn't wait to get a start on her nursing studies. But then life takes a turn for the worst as the devil himself shows up unannounced to their dorm just as the girls are unpacking their belongings. Poppy hopes that Knox has grown up and put an end to his torturous ways. If only she knew just how wrong she actually was. If only she knew he was back for one thing, and one thing only. To take what is, and always has been, rightfully his; Poppy. COPYRIGHT AuthorrUnknown ALL RIGHTS RESERVED **STORY WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND SEXUAL THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** Hit 1 Million on 11/25/16, Highest Ranking: #1 in Drama Cover by Loutka

"I want her." he said coldly sipping onto his wine staring at the grey eyed enchantress standing in front of him taking in her curves and flawless smooth skin. "She's his mate." his beta proclaimed widening his eyes at the reckless demand of his alpha. "So?" his alpha asked him coldly like it didn't affected him a bit. "But she is forbidden and---" his beta tried to make him understand but a one cold look from his alpha made his mouth clipped shut. He moved his blank gaze towards the woman tempting him without even trying and sternly said "I want her." And that was it, the end of the discussion because what he wants he gets it by hook or by crook. Daxon Valor, the alpha of the blood moon night pack is what people and all of the packs fear of. He is powerful and a rude, arrogant alpha who fears nothing. But he was not like this from the birth the death of his mate made him like this so cruel and ruthless because he loved his mate more than his own life. Hazel Suarez, the wife of alpha Alexander Suarez of nightingale pack is the beauty everyone wants to take a look at. But to even look at her is forbidden for everyone. But Alpha Daxon Valor has his eyes on her now. He wants her at any cost for himself.