Spellbound verb past tense; past participle: hold the complete attention of (someone) as though by magic; fascinate. *** Soleil has had a crush on Brice for the longest time. She wishes he would notice her. When an opportunity presents itself for her wish to come true, she takes it. But things don't go as expected. She wanted his attention and now that she has it, can she handle how jealous, possessive, and obsessed he gets with her? ☆WARNING: Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it. This is not a fairytale! ♧This is a Dual POV / BWWM tale of dark love

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 25 years old, a billionaire and Mafia Don. Everyone fears, admires and respects him. 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 20 years old and works in a bakery. Despite having a bad past, she is a really sweet and down-to-earth person. What happens when 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚 wants to claim 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐬 as his but she straight away rejects him? ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ I lifted my head up weakly and saw Elliott's deep green eyes gazing at me through my wet lashes. The madness and craziness in his eyes only made more tears stream down my cheeks. He was a complete psychopath. "Don't close those pretty eyes when I am making love with you, amore. Look at me, your husband." He rasped out and pounded inside me again, sending a painful jolt throughout my body. When was this going to finally end? I can't take this agonizing torture anymore. Tears blurred my hazy vision and a strangling sound left my throat when Elliott wrapped his hand around my throat. He was choking me mercilessly. I gasped for air and begged him to let me go but like always, he never did. He will never let me go. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss on my jaw before we both came at the same time, his seeds filling my insides. I thought maybe this was the end, but he had other plans. He flipped me on my stomach, earning a whimper from me and whispered huskily near my ear, "Let's go for round two, shall we, my love?" ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ #1 in Captive #2 in CEO #2 in Forcedlove #2 in Italian #2 in Mafiaboss #3 in Darkromance #3 in Fear #4 in Manipulation #5 in Plottwist #5 in Character Development #7 in Billionaire #7 in Hurt ● The first few chapters contain some plot holes and errors, but as you read more, the chapters will get significantly better with prope

A mute girl finds herself entwined with a powerful mafia billionaire who becomes dangerously obsessed with her. Despite her silence, his intense feelings compel him to pursue her relentlessly, ultimately forcing her into a marriage she never desired caging her in his world. A broken soul will be broken more by a Sinner. This Sinner who loves sinning without repenting.... ...without remorse. Join the journey of the mute with her Sinner by reading this Story. **IT'S A DARK ROMANCE STORY WILL CONTAIL 18+ SCENES, VIOLENCE, ABUSE, NON CONSENT SCENES AND SWEARINGS 🤬. I DON'T SUPPORT ANY OF THEM. SO IF Ur UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE AVOID THIS STORY. THANKS***

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.

Edenhart Academy is the school of the rich, the powerful and the untouchable. Locked behind guarded gates and surrounded by the sea, it's a world where privilege rules and cruelty is entertainment. Ayden Vale, grandson of the academy's founder, reigns at the top. Eyes as cold as a predator. Everyone fears him. Everyone obeys him. Everyone wants him. He sees people as toys, hearts as games, and emotions as weaknesses. Until she arrives. Hera Celeste, a scholarship student from nowhere. Calm. Intelligent. Gentle. Too poor to belong in Edenhart's golden world and too brave to bow her head. Ayden decides she will break, just like everyone else. He will pull her into his world of manipulation, jealousy, and control. But the more he tries to destroy her, the more obsessed he becomes. In a school where love doesn't exist and hearts are weapons who will fall first?

(In the process of re-editing this story) *Book One in the Treacherous Series* Maeve I lead a fairly boring life. I don't party, I don't go clubs, and I definitely don't go out on blind dates set up by a coworker I barely tolerate. I show up to the date thinking I am meeting some prince charming type, but in his stead is a mysterious man with cloudy gray eyes and devilish good looks. Caine I am the feared leader of the Russian Bravta. For years, I have plotted revenge against the person responsible for stealing the single most important person away from me. I will stop at nothing to ensure I get what I want, even if the cost requires me to hold an innocent woman captive.(18+) Trigger Warnings: This book is a dark romance with lots of trigger warnings such as: -sexual content -use of weapons (guns, knives, etc) -killing -kidnapping -abuse This story is not for everyone, please be aware before continuing. Please note that I used Google Translate for the Russian to English translations. There is a chance that they may not be accurate.

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

Illegally confined in a remote asylum, Paraluman Corpuz's fixation on Dr. Socrates Clyde Tejada deepens. His kindness, a cruel reminder that to him, she's just another defective patient to fix. Asylum #1

She was mine long before she knew it. I had been raised in shadows, in a world where power was survival and choice was an illusion. But then there was her. She slipped into my life unexpectedly and defiantly, her eyes too bright for a town like this one. She was unafraid of what lay beneath the surface, thinking she could walk away and resist the pull. But every step she took only bound her tighter to me. She was delicate but stubborn, fierce enough to face what others ran from, even if she didn't fully see it yet. She was the only thing I had ever chosen. I would break anything to keep her, everything, even her illusions of freedom. Because in a world that offered no choices, she became my one certainty. I will carve that truth into the world, with blood, if I have to. R. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.