Loving The Forbidden
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Last published Sat, Jul 24, 2021
"Would you love him, if he took away all that which reminded you of the living?"
"I don't know."
"You should because when the devil loves you, he keeps you caged from seeing the possibilities of being without him. Even if it means killing all those that you care about," she murmured into my ear.
I was sure that she could hear my heart drumming loudly in my heart and the growing smirk on her face proved me right.
The sound of the door being opened abruptly was heard and we both turned to find him come in.
Talk about the devil and he will appear.
What happens when the life you dreamt of suddenly shattered in front of you and the only thing you had to save your life and the ones you loved was to seal your fate to the unknown?
Aria, known as the young light siren dancer, who always seemed to draw people in easily with her moves and acting but never seemed to keep her pain away finds herself striking a deal with the devil twins.
Now having to learn how to bite her tongue and become queen of the underworld, knowing that hell won't welcome her with open arms as she's now stepped on many people's toes for marrying the devil king.
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"I'm not selling," Aria declares, crossing her arms. Damien leans back in his chair, amused. "Then you have two options: drown in debt... or marry me." Her breath catches. "Excuse me?" He explains his grandfather's will, he must be married for one year to inherit full control of Blackwood Industries. She can name her price. Aria glares. "I'm not for sale." "But your company is," he counters smoothly. "Think about it. You marry me, I save your family's legacy. A contract, nothing more." She walks out but deep down, she knows her options are limited. Aria Sullivan 26-year-old woman never expected to be sold off like a business deal. Still, when her parents force her into a contract marriage with 34-year-old ruthless CEO Damien Blackwood to save their company, she has no choice but to comply. She vows to fight back with every ounce of her stubbornness, refusing to be another one of his possessions. Cold and calculating, Damien expected an obedient, quiet wife-a mere formality in his meticulously controlled life. Instead, he finds himself married to a sharp-tongued woman who challenges him at every turn. He didn't love her, but the moment he put that ring on her finger, he stopped entertaining anyone else. Not out of affection, but because he was a husband now, and Damien Blackwood never fails his responsibilities. As their heated battles turn into lingering stares and unwanted desires, they both realize that hatred is a dangerous game. One that can burn just as much as it can freeze. A year. That's all they have to survive. But with tensions rising and a war of wills unfolding, will they walk away unscathed? Or will they lose themselves in the fire they never meant to ignite?Complete
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐧
#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✦ 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𓂃⋆.˚ She was light-too blinding, too pure for a man like him. He was darkness-cursed, dangerous, and utterly obsessed. He was a man of power, feared and worshipped in the same breath, ruling over the world of shadows where morality was a myth and sin was the only language spoken. Love? That was for the weak. He didn't do love. He didn't believe in innocence. Until her. She was untouched by the darkness he thrived in-a vision of purity, a forbidden fruit he had no right to crave. But the devil had never been one to deny himself temptation. And she... she was his greatest one. She should have run. He told her to. Instead, she stayed, unaware that the moment she stepped into his world, she became his. His to ruin. His to cherish. His purest sin. And now, even if heaven came calling-he'd rather burn than let her go.
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The first time Aria saw them, she thought she had wandered into a dream. Two figures in the moonlight-too beautiful, too unreal, too dangerous to belong to the same world as hers. She didn't know their names then. Didn't know the hunger that lived behind their eyes, or the curse that chained them to the shadows. All she knew was that the forest went silent when they appeared, and her heart thundered with something between fear and desire. One smiled at her, golden eyes warm, promising fire and danger wrapped in charm. The other only stared, silver gaze sharp and cold, promising nothing... and yet somehow everything. She should have run. Every instinct screamed at her to turn back, to flee into the safety of the light. But something stronger rooted her to the spot. Something ancient. Something fated. Because some loves are not chosen. They are summoned-written in blood and bound by night. And in that moment, standing between fire and frost, Aria understood one terrible truth: She hadn't found them. They had been waiting for her.
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Have you ever walked outside at night? When it's so dark and you can't see a thing at first? I often do that and I'm never afraid. Because I know that after a while my eyes will adjust to the dark and I will be able to make things stand out. I'm always safe. I always know where I am. But not today, it was so dark, all I could see was a suffocating darkness around me. Aria my wolf huffed in annoyance when even she couldn't see a thing or couldn't pick up a scent around us. 'Ophelia, what's happening?' she muttered. 'I don't know' I whispered back aloud. The words had barely left my mouth when I heard something running quickly in our direction. I ran, not knowing what direction I was going. I tripped over something and fell flat on my face. Feeling a presence behind me I screamed and tried to crawl away...Complete
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"I don't have a heart . " he said leaning away from her touch . her light was too overwhelming for the darkness inside his very soul . he was the true meaning of evil . he murdered his own brothers , slaughtered his very father and killed his mother what other evil could exist other than him ? yet his broken and battered soul needed some one to tell him he wasn't as evil as people thought he was . he needed to a light for his dark sinful soul. she stared at him . she knew he doesn't have a heart .she knew of his atrocities , she knew of his darkness , yet her soul wasn't as clean either . wherever she went she knew that path would always lead back to him . for some reason the darkness in his soul comforted her ." neither do I " "what are you doing" he looked up at her eyes and smiled "what do you think " his kiss landed again on her neck and she shuddered as a wave of pleasure hit her " get away from me " she said sounding unsure of her self gods she sounded pathetic . he chuckled and continued kissing her body , adoring it with his unholy touches , she struggled to keep her mind where it should be but her attempt was failing his touch gods his touch was sedative and she needed it . she sucked in air when his mouth landed on her nipples "vermol" she moaned . he continued sucking , touching and she kept moaning then he said"tell me to stop Regina if you don't I won't be able to" she knew she should the words were on her lips but the question was did she want him to stop?. dear readers this story is rated mature . it is my second story after a long time pls if you notice any mistakes pls correct me . just have fun and be sure to comment. oh and one more thing take care of your heart cos u may fall in loveComplete![𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 [𝟏𝟖+] [𝐖𝐋𝐖]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/390851545-256-k571890.jpg)
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