"𝑺𝑯𝑬'𝑺 𝑭𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆."
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"That's it, you like being fucked by my dagger, right?"
"N-no.." I whimper.
He slaps my pussy and says,"Wrong answer."
He thrusts the dagger brutually, and I imagine that must be how he fucks.
"Tell me." Thrust "you like this." Thrust "Don't you?" Thrust.
"Y-yes." I moan out.
I feel an orgasm drawing close.
"You look lovely, all hot and aroused, whimpering, moaning for me."
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𝑹𝑨𝑽𝑰 𝑨𝑯𝑼𝑱𝑨
CRAZY, PSYCHO, SADIST, UNHINGED.
Ravi is the craziest person on the planet, and definitely gets off on violence. He's never felt normal, until he met her.
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𝑺𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑲𝑨 𝑽𝑰𝑱
SHY, SWEET, PRETTY, REDHEAD.
Sarika is a sweet girl on the outside, likes to stay calm and is responsible. Her past is traumatic, and she finally meets the person who can erase her trauma.
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Nothing has ever felt more right than Sarika to Ravi, and nothing has ever felt more wrong yet tempting to Sarika.
But what will happen when demons from the past resurface and try to seperate them?
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BOOK 1 OF 𝘽𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙢 series
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This story takes place on an imaginary island near the Mumbai cost, enjoy reading!!
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(Warning: contains sensitive content, forced sex, rape mentions, suicide mentions. Do not read if you get triggered easily.)
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Eliana is running from her past, and it's chasing her with a vengeance.
When her loved ones are murdered before her by a cruel family, Eliana escapes to America and hasn't stopped running for six years. Now, they are getting closer. A dark twist of fate means that ancient bonds are revealed and Eliana is forced to question everything that she knows.
*Excerpt*
This time, I only made it about twenty feet before a large force slammed into me from behind, a tight hand wrapping around my mouth preventing me from crying out. Desperately, I reached my hands up to tug at the arm around my face as a second powerful arm snaked around my stomach, keeping me flush to the warm chest behind me and stopping me from falling from the impact of his collision.
"Enough!" He growled close to my ear.
Despite the strong arms and seething tone keeping me contained, I used all my might to struggle, squirming frantically to try and loosen his grip. My shouted pleas were muffled uselessly by the hand over my mouth and warm tears burned against my cold face as they streamed from my ballooned eyes. My legs kicked helplessly, and I must have got a hit in because I heard him curse under his breath before he easily but surprisingly gently, kicked my legs from under me and forced me into a kneeling position on the forest floor, lowering himself afterwards to match my stance. With this new position he could release the arm around my waist without allowing me any wriggle room and I felt him reach behind him to grab something.
Shit. My breathing picked up and my cries increased in volume. Was he just going to kill me like this? In the middle of nowhere?
Trigger Warning: This is a dark romance. Themes of abuse, death, violence and all around some pretty toxic behaviour.