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Chasing Death

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Durée 14m

What is your purpose of living? To whom are you living for? What things can you do to live? Survival of the fittest. Humans tend to do everything just to live. Even it means hurting others-hurting your loved ones. Well, not everyone. I say, I am an exemption. I don't want to live. I want to rest, permanently. But death doesn't want me to be his companion. He wants me to suffer more. But I've already had enough. The only thing that I want to do right now is to chase after death.Tous Droits Réservés

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Heart of Stone - Stone and Fire #1 [17+], écrit par foreverbooked81

Black eyes. Soulless. Unforgiving. Grey. Ice-cold, but just enough that I'm able to melt it. Both make me feel something. The matter was, which one out-weighed the other? Rule-bound, my life feels more like a cage than it ever has. I have no opportunity to use my fire and break out- heat can only do so much. And then like a fish out of water, I have to attach myself to this man- a man I know is dangerous. But so am I. The thing is, I don't know just how much. Only when he touches me, looks at me, talks to me even if his voice is laced with Russian poison.. that's when I realize just what agreement I've accorded with. It's a crippling touch of fire everytime he's near, and the most dangerous thing of all- even more than him, is the fact that I don't hate it. Stone is what I see when I look into his eyes. I wonder, is his heart made of it too? Nikolas Volkov When a bloody feud between the Russian Bratva and the Cosa Nostra ends with one outback- I'm forced to put myself in a position I have no other choice but to fulfill. With the Pakhan on my back, eyes everywhere mean complying is the only option. Only when the moment comes, is when I realize just what I've gotten myself into. She's.. indecipherable. I don't know what the hell this feeling is. I know it's not good. But my body tells me it's not bad, either. I try to stay away, but feeling her tremble and light like a switch underneath my touch when she's so used to staying upright, it awakens a dark, fulfilling part of me. My heart's made of stone. It always has been. So why do I feel it sway whenever she's near? 17+ Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

Roots On The Rocks, écrit par natborn234

What if your place in society was determined two centuries before you were born? What if you were resented just for existing? What if you never meant to survive? But I did. I'm an illegal, a drain on society, the descendant of criminals, worthless. I know how to survive and that's all that matters. I never thought I would get, let alone deserved, anything more than that. Why would I? I'm not supposed to even be here. But then I meet them. And him. They aren't supposed to be here either but they are. Could I be part of something bigger? What if is there is something more for me than survival?

My Protectors, écrit par mxries

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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.

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Glint and Precurse, écrit par interestingy

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"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

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