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Inevitable Love

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Nicholas Carrington was waiting on a regal couch in the heart of the grand hallway in his family mansion, to be called for the meeting that would determine his fate. He had got himself in trouble numerous times, but this time he wouldn't get away with any excuse. Nobody was on his side, even not Ralph, with who had spent most unforgettable and heartwarming moments together, was there. After the night that nicholas witnessed things, he was determined to accept any punsihment that his family would give. with sudden door opening sound, Nicholas got up and looked at the meeting room's door. The maid called Nicholas name respectfully and looked at the ground. Nicholas adjusted his jacket and he made his way to the meeting room.All Rights Reserved

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HIS DOLL | 18+ ✓ by YourTemptationx

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

Nights Like This by al3ssaxromance

❗️Mature❗️ The weight of his fingers inside the wet mess in my core made me lose control, I didn't even know my body could do things like that. He went faster, and faster and faster. Until I was practically moaning his name, and the look in his eyes told me he'd liked it. Just as I was close to release, he removed his fingers, and I let out a groan. His hands was still around my neck as he leaned forward, for a minute I thought he was going to kiss me, but that idea was carried away with the wind, instead he came closer to my ear and whispered. "Trouble makers aren't allowed to get pleasure." Then he let go... ~~~ 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 was a daddy's girl, getting whatever she wants whenever she wants, but after her parents died in a house fire she decided to leave her spoil behavior behind her. Until the day she met Nicolas.

MAYHEM by ameesaAhlam

•Zale Ascian Weylyn• I own these cities, my territories; this is my kingdom and I am the king here. And now I want the territory of Alaska that falls under Iyan Family, their protection, their rule. My only rivals. And I would do anything to get it, anything. Even if it means shedding some blood and capturing their mafia princess, Jezebel. •Jezebel Iyan• I was supposed to marry Nikolas in a few months, he was young and third in command to my father after my brother. I liked him and was excited to marry him until Zale Weylyn walked into my life--like the villain he was--wrecking chaos. "She was supposed to be just a pawn in my game; then why did she feel like so much more?"

𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐫|𝟏𝟖+ by nijahnxtdoor

With my hand on the knob, I twist it open, but the action was interrupted by his voice echoing off the walls. " Come here," I look over my shoulder, " No, I'm not in the mood for this shit." I hissed. " I wasn't askin. Come. Here." He demanded. I huffed, slamming the door shut and leaning against the door. " What?" He gestures towards the seat, " Sit down." " No, I don't have to do a damn thing." I refused, standing far away from him as possible. I wanted to be nowhere near him. " Sit down or I'll sit you down myself." He warns, glaring at me. ------------ #1 in urban romance #1 in black love #1 in glory to God #1 in bwbm #1 in lotsofdrama

The Billion Dollar Brute [#4] by SheilaAuthor

"How long have you worked here?" Logan felt her heart slam against her chest as he approached, closing the distance between them. "A few weeks. I was here... We spoke..." "You're the servant who walked in on me," Nicholas said, his lips curling into a smirk. "Yes, that was me." Logan gasped when his hands wrapped around her wrists. "What are you doing, Mr. Wilder?" "Next time you walk into my room like that, I'll bend you over and show you what a real punishment is." She couldn't breathe. She didn't even dare as he released her then stalked away as if he had not just threatened her.

Shattered Lines by flwrsdaisy

Nicholas Blackwood is ruthless, irresistibly handsome, and sits at the top of New York's elite as a self-made billionaire. Cold, calculated, and emotionally untouchable, he lives by one rule-never get attached. Women come and go, his empire grows by the day, and feelings are nothing more than distractions. He doesn't do love. Cold-blooded in the boardroom and reckless in the bedroom, he's the kind of man who breaks hearts just by walking away. With a jawline carved from sin and a smirk that spells danger, New York's most eligible and untouchable billionaire has everything... except peace. Haunted by betrayal, he built walls no one has dared to climb. Until her. Reina Lane has nothing. No family, no safety net just a pile of overdue bills and a dream she's long given up on. Working endless shifts at a rundown diner, she's tired of pretending she's okay. Love? She's been burned before. Men like Nicholas don't belong in her world. But a twist of fate throws them together one that neither of them sees coming. And suddenly, the girl with shattered dreams is on the radar of a man who could ruin her without blinking. She's the light he didn't know he needed. He's the chaos she swore to avoid. And the closer they get, the more dangerous it becomes. Because Nicholas Blackwood doesn't fall. Until her.

Sacrificial Virgin by ZariasWritings_

Book completed✓ NOT A HORROR BOOK There are 6 of them. All devilishly sexy, popular and all have something in common, their desire for virgins. She calls them the Devil's, Devils who sacrifices Virgins for their pleasures. It's all a game to them, to decieve. And their is a King in this game, and his name is Nicholas. An expert at mind games an even better expert at pretending. An expert at getting girls in his bed and kicking them out the next day. But when he pays more attention to the forbidden fruit, known as Valeria, her doubts and trust issues come out to play, fearing she was the next target... And he's playing the long game. .... "So...When will you finally give me a chance Valeria?" I tilted my head, turning to face him with amusing eyes along with a grin. He leaned on the locker, the bad boy sexy pose I like to say, waiting for my response. I took a step forward, running my hand over his shirt, gripping it aggressively. His eyes lit a little at my reaction. "How about...Never" His eyes grew brighter then his smirk widened. Confused, I took a step back, when he took one forward. Oh I see, this was a game to him. "Never say never baby." These are not my pictures 😊 Mature 18+ Read at your own Risk Story contains *sexual content * Strong language I do not claim any rights to the pictures or videos used in this book.

To: Our Tomorrow by TakeYourTime00

When the buttler held his hand out towards the doors, the two buttlers opened them. Light beamed threw the doors, making everyone squint or cover their eyes. When they walked threw, it was a large thrown room full of huge glass windows. The king and queen stood on each side of the thrown chair and their daughter was seated in it. She wore a bord exspression as her head rested on her palm, but that slowly faded into shock as she saw them walk in. "I legit thought we were about to walk into heaven." Sidney muttered to everyone. They all laughed as they walked side by side. To Olivia, it looked like they were moving in slow motion, causing her lips to curl into a bright smile. "These are the six that were chosen to serve and protect, the young highness." Sarge said proudly, with doc. Ross by his side. . . . Somebody wanna tell me were they came from? The six of them put one hand behind their backs and the other infront, bowing in respect. Charlotte lifted her head, meeting Olivia's eyes, and winked. "They're perfect." She smiled. Little did she know, the kids that were asked for, were a special kind of perfect...and stupid. JK JK not Charlotte tho. Charlotte's like...the Alita of 2020 bro. Anyways~ The book's not as boring as I make it sound guys, I just suck a Descriptions.... _____________________________________________________________ Also please don't steal my stuff~ Feel free to give you're opinion~ ... and...thanks I guess for reading ._. #1 in Existing 2020 #9 in Moral 2020

Life Is A Living Hell by Nazanin_Broman

MATURE CONTENT +18 "Why do you always defy me, Olivia?" he whispered on my skin, lightly nibbling, and biting my neck, which caused goosebumps to appear on my skin. His hold around my waist got stronger. "I want to punish you so bad." He pushed himself closer to my body, forcing me to feel every inch of his stone hard body since I was stuck between him and the wall behind me. "Mm?" he mumbled as he left feathery wet kisses on my neck down to my collarbone. Kisses that strangely made my knees weak. His warm breath left my neck when he abruptly stepped back. He stared blankly at my brown eyes. "Now get the fuck out of my room."

Loving His Assassin by KaedeT

I am Re-editing this story! The word EDITED in capitals will be displayed when it had been re-edited. I always lived in the shadow and always will. I have no name and never had. I'm everyone and anyone. Each night I have a new master and he can call me like he want. I was once a Jonh, a thing, a monster, a no name... I'll realize all your dreams even the wildest one. All I want as payment is money. More you give to me more I'll be loyal to you. However I have one and only one rule. I'll never have any personal contact whatsoever with my master. One day I met Derek Hamilton, a billionaire, a mafia boss and my new master.

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HIS DOLL | 18+ ✓

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.