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Bound

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Time 1h 32m

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[Excerpt:]
Jules towered over her, pressing her shoulder blades into the door. He pulled her face into his hands, cradling her chin, and forcing her to look up. Warm brown skin void of flaws, thick brows and eyelashes fringing his eyes; she stared at that unreasonable perfection, but said nothing.

"Sev," he coaxed gently, and her resistance slightly waned in his grip. "Talk to me. Tell me what you wanted to say before you came in here. Tell me why you don't believe him. Tell me anything."
It was like pounding against steel, and the seams were welded shut. It could have been his mind conjuring up its own images, but he saw a glimpse of something in her expression; a desire to let her guard down that she quickly buried back under layers of armor.

"I have to go," she winced, her voice unsteady. He held on to her for a moment longer, and then stepped back to let her leave.All Rights Reserved

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Run away by readerwriterobsessed

"can you tell me what you saw last night, sweetheart?" the man sat uncomfortably on the chair holding a clipboard. his eyes were as black as night, digging into every hidey hole her body is able to carry. too weak to even open her mouth she just sat and watched him stare at her waiting for her to speak but he knew that this was normal... when a father turns on his own family in the middle of the night, she wouldn't open her mouth even if she was threatened... again. the walls of the broken little girl had been sealed shut and what lays behind it are her dark unspoken thoughts of truth. "this will be over quicker if you would speak and explain to me what you feel. I know it might be hard right now... and I'm not promising that you will heal completely, but I will promise you that I will help you through all the recovery you are capable of. you just have to let me in now, your father... we are trying to find him, we need you to help so he can't hurt anyone else."

Hated- Really? by deepsea15

She knew his identity. He didn't know hers. She just wanted to have him around. He didn't. She knew they could not be together. He didn't. She didn't plan for longer. But he did. What will happen when he comes to know her real identity? Will he be able to stop himself in time from falling or will she have to face his wrath for hiding the truth. __________ "Do you believe in love?" He whispered in her ears making her jump. He was close, no, too close. She could feel his breath and hear her heart beat pounding very fastly. She took a few steps back to get her personal space secured. "You scared me." "Sorry, that was unintentional and I did not know that you are that weak." He smirked at her. "I am not weak.. That..." she saw him taking a step towards her. She gulped and then continued. ".. is a..." Another step. ".. normal.." One more step closer. ".. reaction." Another step. By now, he was again within her personal space. "I think we should go and see if Natey is done with her books." She whispered and laughed nervously and turned back only to be hold and pulled back to a hard chest. He had purposely swirled her along with him, changing their position. His front was dangerously touching her back. "It's a weak who always run away showing back." He whispered in her ears, his breaths touching her neck. His hands were placed just below her breast and touching most of her abs part. ___________________________________________________________________________ This is my first attempt at writing. So please bear with me :) Suggestions, feedback, comments and votes are welcomed. :)

The Mafia's Mercy by Laisha_Gardner

The darkness in his eyes, the dangerous smell of alcohol in his breath, and his deathly grip keeping me bound to him made my heart pound in my chest and my body quiver beneath him. Shamefully, it wasn't anything that I wasn't used to, because...the things I let him do to me? When he was frustrated, annoyed, and angry at the world, I was here to be his pound of flesh. In return, he masked the void of my loneliness because for months, that was the transaction of our relationship. He'd pin me to the wall, bend me over the counter, pull my hair, slap me, choke me, and I enjoyed every second of it because in that moment, it finally felt good to be powerless. Irony is a funny thing. I enjoyed being in pain because it made me forget how much I was hurting. *** "I warned you, doll." His voice strikes a string of chills down the base of my spine, a reminder that all of the time in the world could pass, and he's still not letting go. This is where the good girl in me dies. "You're mine now," he whispers. *** My name is Mercy-Mercy Carter. I went to college. Got myself a useless Bachelor of Science in Mathematics degree. His name is Marcel-Marcello Saldívar. However, at the time, I didn't know that he, the heir to the Saldívar Mafia empire, was the man that I had blindly offered myself to. As smart as I am, I was stupid all the times when it actually mattered. After all, he did warn me that he was dangerous. I just didn't think he could be much worse than my thug of a brother. I was vulnerable-naive. My name is Mercy, and I belong to him. My name is Mercy, and I am The Mafia's Mercy. ⚠️ Content Advisory: This is a DARK Romance novel, in every sense of the word. It DOES contains DARK themes that may be triggering. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised.

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬 | 𝟏𝟖+ by shruwrites_

"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!

Playing His Games by loukeet

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as he stared across the table at me. I could seriously drown in his eyes. He was intoxicatingly attractive and he had to know it. That's why he was acting strange around me. For some reason, he looked at me as if I was the only one there with him. As if nobody else were here. And his voice... it pained me. It actually pained me with how utterly seductive and husky it always sounded. And the way he smelled all the time. I don't know why he smelled so strong, but I didn't mind. He smelled like evergreens and a hint of mint. It sounds like a bad combo, but it dizzied me with how lost I got in it. The thought of not being able to control myself, my thoughts and feelings and body when I'm around him, infuriated me. I was so good at holding myself together now, and he just unraveled me so easily, leaving me a mess. I wasn't the slightest bit afraid of him, and I had no idea why either. Just being in the same room, I felt like I didn't have to look over my shoulder. I didn't have to worry. I didn't even know who he was, and he still drew me in. "So, you were in California before? Why did you move?" Grace Hatfield asked, looking at him. She is our school's college and career advisor. She took me in and adopted me a couple years ago. She even gave me her last name. A saving grace. Why had she invited him here? Why did he come? He turned to her with a smile and a shrug. "Guess I just hadn't found what I was looking for yet." Something about the way he said it, sent a shiver down my spine. Why did I feel like there was so much more meaning behind his words than he was letting on? "Well, I hope you find what you're looking for." Grace said, and he turned to me with a devilish smirk and a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Something tells me that I will."

The Honeytrap Heartbreaker by jle2712

"I'll just go grab my coat," she whispered leaning into his face as she slid her hand from underneath his. She strutted over to the shadowed coat rack hidden in the corner and pulled her arms inside the beige Ralph Lauren mac. It was as she was shaking out her long ash blonde hair the two women stormed in. They barged past her and flew straight up to the man at the bar, throwing punches and screaming accusations: "You were about to leave with that blonde!" Before he could spin his head to look for her, she was gone. * Fleeing from her traumatic childhood Ella heads across the Atlantic to join her Grandma for a fresh start in Miami. Her enviable looks and cynical view on relationships lead her into a questionable career only for her to end up head over heels for the wrong guy. Trying to stay low-key and away from law enforcement might be harder than she hoped as her best friend forces her into his social circle of police colleagues. As she untangles herself from the dangerous path she's taking she's forced to learn some harsh lessons about life, love and friendships. What will she do when history not only repeats itself but turns up on her doorstep? Trigger warning/advisories for: Addiction and drugs Domestic Abuse Childhood Abuse Suicide Violence (including weapons) Death and murder Sexual content Offensive language Pregnancy and pregnancy loss #9 in Migration

Her Selfless Love( Complete) by suzangill98

"You told them you love me ,huh?" He asks with a raised eyebrows, jaw hardened and eyes narrowed at the shy girl he has hated all his life. She was afraid of his tone,he didn't looked happy with her confession. Was her love going to be unrequited one? "I fuck*** asked you something Ezra! Answer me!" His tone made her gulp,his grip on her arm made her flinch in fear. "Yes" She finally answered looking into his emotionless eyes. Smirking he laughed at her confession,not believing her. "Ezra,do you even know what love is,Oh I almost forgot you are an Orphan,how would you know?" His words were sharp as knife, piercing her healed wounds. She fisted her hands, trying to control her tears. He sighed in frustration running his hand through his hair. "Now mom will not stop till she has made you her daughter in law! Fu**! Why you!" He said ,pacing the room . Oblivion to the tears ,she tried her best to hide. He didn't love her. He never did, she was a fool to even think that he for once did. Hate is all he had for her and those who said hate is the beginning of love,were fools mocking her right now. Gathering the little pride left in her she answers back in a quivering voice. "Yes,I love you. But I don't want anything from you." She says and he stares.Confused at her weird confession. Who says that ? "Nothing you say? Are you playing some brain games girl?" She lowers her eyes and leaves but not before whispering the words that made him feel something after a very long time. "Love is not something to learn ,but to feel Aaron. And I know what I feel. You may name it infatuation and lust,but I proudly call it my selfless love" ....................................................................

To Love and Die (18+) by TheMoonsTide

His hands navigated their way to her body, in a flash her shirt was gone and she was bare for him to consume. With his eyes, hands, and tongue he would have her like she was his final chance at sustenance. She wasn't into art and she was sure that Da Vinci had other intentions when he created "The Last Supper", but the way Julian looked at her was the equivalent to what Sir Leonardo must have felt when he finished that masterpiece. But she couldn't feel this way, not for him. Especially after he just confessed to being the reason her parents are dead. He was a killer and she could not have sex with a murderer, right? There are people in this world who fight to live, and others who live to fight. Melicia was the latter, but only after the infamous La Paz cartel stripped away both of her parents. At only ten years old she had already witnessed a loss like no other. Cartel soldiers gunned down her mother and father, mid-day. Now she is older and revenge is the only true goal she has had since she could remember. But it's not easy killing the biggest drug lord on the western hemisphere, and certainly not so when she finds herself falling for his right-hand man. *Warning* This story is meant for mature audiences as it contains detailed depictions of death, drug abuse, and sex.

Bound By Blood by loreleinefelliwrites

She couldn't see. She never could. But then, she stared into the brown of his eyes and suddenly the world lit on fire. Selene has been blind her whole life. She wished to see once again, to be able to see the world with her own vision and not by the hands of another. So, she made a wish, fooled into a blood pact with a demon from the underworld. Now, she's being stolen from the human lands and brought to the Dark King, death and anguish following closely behind. She hates him with everything in her, an anger and hate so primal, she's never felt anything like it. She vows to never be compliant. To hate with such a passion, that her revenge over takes everything else. But everything changes when she meets the King for the first time. She can finally see.

Secrets Can Kill by newadvantures

A simple girl became one of the strongest woman, named Jules. But that costed her far more than anyone's expectation, losing what she held preciously. Pain become a part of her daily life at the early age of 17. And she lived with it for far too long. Unable to take it and trying to move forward to change, to live a normal life, she leaves her world behind and starts anew at the age of 33. But when she finds the one person who she genuinely cares about, her past comes back to haunt her, to take her back into the familiar but painful world of secrets, a world she was made for. Sebastian is a normal man with a normal life who finds himself attracted to Jules at their very first meeting. Slowly, but surely, falling in love with her. But he quickly learns that she is not what she seems to be. A bag of lies and burden of past on her shoulders all the time. While she cannot avoid going back, Jules doesn't want to lose the person she has grown to care. But finding out about her past filled with lies and secrets, will they accept her? Will they give her a chance, to remain close to her? Will they believe her words, or what they see? Or will the past haunt her, chase her, forever? ------------------ This is mainly a romantic-action story. The topics listed below are part of the book but the book is not filled with it. > mature language > blood scenes > rape/attempt > traumatic experience and expressions > shooting > mature content They have been warned about in the story. Also I apologize for some bad grammar. English is not my strength... Hope you have a good read!! Project Started: 3/06/21 Project Ended: 12/10/21

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"can you tell me what you saw last night, sweetheart?" the man sat uncomfortably on the chair holding a clipboard. his eyes were as black as night, digging into every hidey hole her body is able to carry. too weak to even open her mouth she just sat and watched him stare at her waiting for her to speak but he knew that this was normal... when a father turns on his own family in the middle of the night, she wouldn't open her mouth even if she was threatened... again. the walls of the broken little girl had been sealed shut and what lays behind it are her dark unspoken thoughts of truth. "this will be over quicker if you would speak and explain to me what you feel. I know it might be hard right now... and I'm not promising that you will heal completely, but I will promise you that I will help you through all the recovery you are capable of. you just have to let me in now, your father... we are trying to find him, we need you to help so he can't hurt anyone else."