"Green, don't die on me! I can't lose you too.ً" Hamsa Tahir is free-willed, she's bold, she's stubborn. And she's a Muslim. Her parents were killed in the English invasion of their country, and ever since, she lived her life vehemently hating non-Muslims and all they stood for. Sebastian Walsh is cynical, he's arrogant, he's hotheaded. And he's an English man! Not just any English man; he's the son of the invader of Hamsa's land. His mother died at the hands of Muslims when he was young and he grew up with extreme loath for every Muslim's guts. After an unfortunate incident forces them together, no two people could hate each other more than these two do. But what happens when they find themselves forced to trust and help each other in order to survive?

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

" I brought you a surprise Alpha " The one holding me, Jaxon I suppose said. The alpha lifted his head and it was as if the world froze. His green eyes were mesmerizing to look into and he had soft pink lips that were just kissable. I studied the rest of him for a bit until looking back into his eyes which were pitch black dark. He got up and made his way over to us. He was about 6'5 and held more power than I could hold in my entire life. Once in front of us he took me from Jaxon softly holding my scruff and laid me on the palm of his other hand and as an instinct I curled up into the tiniest ball I could form which was just a bit bigger that a tennis ball " Leave us " He said to the men who quickly left and went back outside to guard. When the doors slammed shut it made me jump and shiver but the shivering soon subsided when the alpha put his hand on my back and started petting me which made me purr lowly. When I opened my eyes he was staring straight at me and had serious face on. " You are mine now kitten " ************************ This was one of my first books on Wattpad so please spare me. I know it isn't high quality reading as it was very rushed so don't be triggered when we jump from plot to plot.

His beauty was unjustifiable through words. The Intelligence pummeled the greatest of minds. Voice, deeper than the darkest Abyss of sea and emotions a stark absence in his existence. A young man, raised inside the four walls of laboratory. Experimented to rising perfection. A monotone life. A suffocation he never understood, regards to the way he was stripped off from feeling any of them. He doesn't plan the escape into a world he never saw. Has never seen. But it happens. When Althea Davies, a nineteen year old art student runs over a man in ill fitted security uniform. She wasn't prepared to shelter the aftermath of her recklessness, in her apartment. A man so odd, so beautiful. His vocabulary of different fashion and his eyes a screaming blank story. Under the same roof he gravely sat and analysed the kind humans interacted. He learned, he understood but never felt.His eyes saw her every day. The care she rendered on him, he began to look forward to it. Looking forward? He wasn't suppose to. Time lapses. Days pass by. It doesn't take her long to realize that the innocence she had named him with was infact a lethal misunderstanding the day she witnessed that blood was nothing but a stain in his hand for him. He was toxic. she realize's it when he begins to feel. But the problem is he only feels for her. Only. Her. And there was no stoping a man with embedded inhumanity from getting what he wants. •REVIEWS I have just binged read this whole friggin book. Can I say wow.Thank you for writing a book worth reading. -Paintedsilly CHARACTER IS FUCKING ADDICTING AND THE WHOLE ASS BOOK MAN I AM SHOOK!!! -Artsybear18 I never saw that coming. Biggest plot twist in the book. -Fanfictionlove098 • WINNER OF READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2020 TEAM PICK A/N: Not planned as a kpop fiction, but it does have its member for lead cast, Aspire to read this as a fanfiction? No restrictions, Neither from Kim Taehyung himself.

❝ beware of those who enter the forest. ❞ They are creatures that born from the sublime and haunt those who wrongs them. It was the written rule the Nascherein was built upon, but to Leon Kiesinger, it was much greater than the imperial soldiers could hold. Sheltered away from the war and its decaying matter, he finds himself unable to avoid death, his haunting dreams told him to follow it, to see where it would lead him to. But it comes with a price, something that calls for a ghost among trees. © arden reni 2017 ― Featured as 'Hot Off the Press' | 04.18.18 ― Wattys Longlist | 08.31.18

Copyrighted 2020 **Book 1 in the Darkness Series!** **Completed!** *Under construction* There was a creature locked away miles beneath the stone streets of Deshua, Oregon. A monster with the body of a man, jet black eyes of a soulless demon, and even darker feather wings cascading from its back. Those foolish enough to believe its unnatural, ethereal beauty would call it a fallen angel. The immortals who inhabited the town knew better. They knew to call it daemonium-demon. Forced asleep by a council who believed in the greater good, many revered the monster. Yet the town's eternal population was torn in two. Half awaited the day for the foretold cursed soul to come and resurrect their lord and the other half feared it just as much. And guess who got to be that lucky bitch. *No love triangle* -&- **WARNING** This book WILL have mature, adult content! Please be aware of this before reading. If you are under the age of 17, DO NOT READ. If you can not handle mature scenes DO NOT READ. You have been warned.

[Book #2 in the Nystrom series] [18+TW: mature content, heavy topics, language] I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the book as I chuckle and trace the lip print with my finger. I smile at the marks, I wanted him to be mine as much as I was his. The marks reflect that. He raises his eyebrows as soon as his eyes land on mine. "Oh?" His voice is hoarse and low when he murmurs, "You like them?" "I do, they look pretty good on you." I admit, gazing up at him when I see him smirk and I wonder what he is thinking about, but when he grabs my hips and pulls me into his lap, my question is already resolved. "Why don't you take some pictures then, love?" εꨄ︎з 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, the psychopath. While she is still tormented by her dark past, she starts to realize that if anything could obliterate her, it would be her twisted mind. She was desperate for sanity, and as if someone had heard her, the only person who could give her that feeling appeared. 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒, the murderer. He would twist a knife in his heart if it meant proving that he'd do anything for her. He yearned to understand her, her innermost thoughts and ways of thinking. He wanted to be hers, even if it meant losing his own sanity for her. εꨄ︎з STARTED: July 2022 FINISHED: April 2023

"WELCOME to hell." Two wicked souls. One dangerous game.

#1 in Assistant - 14.12.2019 #1 in Billionaire - 20.12.2019 #10 in Romance - 23.12.2019 #2 in New Adult - 23.12.2019 #1 in Hurt - 26.12.2019 #5 in Funny - 07.03.2020 Your past defines you. This was something unfortunately Mia had to live with. An ugly incident in her past, forced her to change and become a new person. She managed to move away from everything that connected to her past, yet somehow she wound up coming back to the one person that was at the centre of it. Sebastian Carter. Just the sight of Mia irked Sebastian to no extent, he believed her whole innocent routine once, he wasn't going to fall for it again. He wanted her gone, far away from his life, but somehow she came back to him. What happens when both Mia and Sebastian are forced to work together, despite hating each other's guts?