Lethallove Stories

Emiris is the city's deadliest assassin-feared, controlled, and owned by a master whose power runs deeper than blood. She survives by following orders, asking no questions, and never letting anyone get close. Adrian is a legendary gun-for-hire. He answers to no one, trusts even less, and never misses his mark. Freedom is the only thing he refuses to surrender. When a forbidden curse binds their lives together, they become unwilling allies. Every injury one suffers, the other feels. Every heartbeat pulls them closer. And the only way to break the curse? A kiss. But Emiris and Adrian are enemies-trained to destroy, not trust. As ancient magic awakens inside the Sorcerer's tower and deadly secrets unravel, they must decide what's more dangerous: giving in to the curse... or fighting it. Because in a city ruled by power and blood, love isn't soft. It's lethal.

He's a murderer, I think. But I also think I'm falling. And I think I'm falling pretty fast and pretty hard too. And it's okay. Because this isn't just falling. This is what flying feels like. ... I'm just gonna go ahead and say it as it is; THIS STORY IS NOT GOOD. It's fine, but there are better stories out there. It's my first one though, so I'm gonna blame it on that. Mature language. I will not tolerate plagiarism. Pictures/videos are not mine.

"He didn't steal her heart. He claimed it." Lucien Vale doesn't fall in love. He decides. Feared across the city and untouchable at the top of the mafia hierarchy, Lucien rules with quiet authority and lethal precision. Power bends around him. People obey without being asked. And nothing-no one-enters his world without consequence. She was never supposed to cross his path. A temporary job. A closed-door meeting. One look held a second too long. That was enough. What begins as a warning turns into protection. Protection turns into control. And control turns into something far more dangerous-obsession. Lucien doesn't chase. He cages. With every step closer, her world tightens around his rules, his presence, his touch. Kisses become commands. Silence becomes possession. And escape stops being an option long before she realizes she's stopped wanting it. This is not a redemption story. This is a dark romance where the villain doesn't lose. Where obsession is deliberate. Where power claims what it wants-and never lets go. Genres: Dark Romance • Mafia • Obsession Tropes: Villain Wins • Possessive Male Lead • Slow Burn • Forced Proximity • Touch-First Dominance Status: Ongoing Warning: Mature themes, intense power dynamics (17+)

I stared at his eyes,they reminded me of espresso.So dark and rich but also light.And like expresso,it was hot but you couldnt help but want to taste -the promise of hurt mesmerizing you.They made your senses tingle even if a single taste was bitter and repulsive,you always came for more... Don't blame Eve for eating the forbidden fruit at the cost of the beautiful garden. My name is Evelyn ironically,don't blame me for tasting the forbidden fruit by the name James -even at the cost of the lives of the people I love. 'The demon is not just a myth,it's a fact that hid so well in the shadow of fiction...' ×××××××× "You will never love anyone but me,because you love deeply and hate me just as gravely," and with that he left me .

It's weird how things come about in college, you're trying to figure things out then you're fizzling out and need something to help you get through mid-terms which soon turn into a daily usage and now you're in rehab writing to the love of your life.