Disclaimer - This book is 18+, so kindly avoid it if you get triggered easily. ---- No this wasn't supposed to happen, they were supposed to leave him alone like they promised. Then why? Why was he still in their bed, why hades was pounding him from behind. And lucius, he just won't stop kissing him. "Stop i-it" leon managed to say in between the kisses. They probably didn't like his resistance and the next thing he knew hades smacked his bare ass "shut up and don't you dare stop us leon" he warned and with that he started fucking him aggressively. Leon released a painful groan, now he was sure that both these father and son were crazy. ----- __Leon Smith__ - living in a small town with his grandfather, leon was always a good boy. He helped his grandfather in every work. They had a stable and beautiful life. His grandfather's dream was to get him in a prestigious college, and leon wanted to fulfill his deam at any cost. But leon had no idea that this dream would ultimately destroy his peaceful life. __Hades Romano__ - Power, position, respect, you name it and Hades Romano will already have it. But under his calmness and smiling face laid a dark personality, which strangely, a certain redhead named leon seemed to unleash every time they met. And weirdly hades's son had the same thoughts about the redhead. __Lucius Romano__ - He always got what he wanted, like a prince, but his father, hades, made sure not to turn him into a brat. Lucius had anger issues like his father but the only difference was hades was good at hiding it and lucius not so good. His world revolved around his father and learning business from him, that's it. But then who was this redhead, who just by one look shook his entire world. And now both father and son can't seem to take their eyes off of him. Too bad for Leon because Hades and Lucius are not letting him go anywhere, whether he likes it or not. Note - And don't worry there won't be any incest.

❛ 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 ❜ ▪⬞▪ "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦" ▪⬞▪ To him, she's merely a pawn and possession he acquired through marriage to ascend the brutal hierarchy of the mafioso. And to her, he embodies the fear she holds for her dear life. First, snatched away like a toy second, chained by a coerced marriage and the end? She does not know. Her life bears no worth beyond being a puppet wife to this ruthless beast. ➺ An innocent girl who knows the world only through her books ~ ➺ A sadist man who is obsessed only with his power and dominion ~ ▪⬞▪ ⚠️ Dark Romance with Toxicity and Triggering Contents. [Standalone book]

"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

Revival of Tara and Ibrahim with a short story

Surya Kapoor , a name that commands respect in the world of business and compassion in the world beyond. A visionary tycoon celebrated not just for his empire, but for the countless lives he's touched through his charities and NGOs. Behind his success lies a man of unshakable ethics, a heart that believes in giving, and a past that silently shaped his purpose. But destiny had one more twist in store. During a routine business trip, Surya's path crosses with Saanjh Dixit , a woman whose quiet grace hides a storm of grief. Widowed at a young age, Saanjh lives under the shadow of a love cruelly stolen by fate. Her world is defined by loss... until Surya steps into it. An unexpected turn of events binds them together in marriage , a union born out of circumstances, yet destined by the stars. For Surya, it was love at first sight , pure, fierce, and unwavering. For Saanjh, it was fear , the fear of loving again, of losing again. And yet, as destiny entwines their fates, hearts begin to heal, trust begins to bloom, and love once lost finds its way back. "The Unavoidable Vows" , a heartwarming tale of destiny, redemption, and the power of love that refuses to surrender. Because some vows are not made by choice... they're written by fate itself.

"You see this? Take a good, long look." He gestured vaguely at her crumpled form. "Because it's the last time any of you are ever going to see her." Roshini let out a fresh sob. He ignored her. He was addressing the crowd, his audience. "I don't know which one of you sick bastards has been enjoying this, and I don't care. But the party is over. This one? This specific piece of trash right here?" He leaned down, grabbing her chin and forcing her tear-stained, terrified face up to look at him. "She's mine now." ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ I went to the brothel to drag a name through the mud. Hers. They said she was a sin men paid for, so I decided I'd be the only one who touched her life from that night on. I told myself I was punishing a lie, protecting my blood, ending a disgrace. She never cried. Never begged. Just looked at me like I was temporary. I thought I was punishing her. I thought I was ruining her. I went to ruin her life. Instead she ruined me. Slowly ruined me. [Political Heir × Social Outcast] ◀ | MATURE CONTENT | ▶ ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ All Rights Reserved 2026 © Chiya Saxena