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The Duke & The Spinster

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She saw as he approached her only to pass her as he shuts the curtains, "Go to bed, I will be there momentarily." He said as he began to plunge the room into darkness .
She had no choice she must, even if it will be against her will, he was her husband and it was his right.
 She walked to bed and frowned as she laid down closing her eyes, but as she heard nothing, she opened her eyes to see the room in darkness, hearing footsteps approaching the bed.
The bed dipped under the new weight, he did nothing as she heard two thuds hit the floor.
"Spread your legs." He said pulling the sheets from her not too gently as she had held them rather tightly as if they were the only thing that could stop him.
She gasped when she had not complied to his request. She felt his hands ran up her bare legs lightly running his warm fingers up her legs pushing the fabric up to her waist.
Rose felt her face heat with embarrassment as she tried to push back down her gown, but his hand stopped her attempts as he placed them on her side.
Rose felt tears gathered in her eyes as he gently but firmly pushed her legs apart as he settled between her. Rose gasped as she felt something brush against her womanhood.
She held her breath as her heart felt as if it had fallen to the pit of her stomach as fresh tear streaked down to the corner of her eyes as she held her breath shutting her eyes tightly awaiting the pain as she clenched the sheets into her fists.
"Forgive me," he said as she felt him at her entrance.
"ROSE!" 
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Into The Arms of Dusk by EctoplasmFountain

November nights are especially stricken with melancholy, as if the ghosts of all winter past come rushing to haunt her heart. She was a captive of her love, her desire, and her dreams. There's always a special quality to the loneliness of dusk, a sorrowness more infectious than the night. She had earned his trust. She had never strayed, betrayed, abandoned. She'd been stalwart, true, loving. To her, he was her everything. But to him, she was only a secret. He was a prince and she was merely his lover. • Dismount your high horse. come take claim of the girl you ruined. Come lay eyes upon the desolation you left in your wake. Do you not hear the devil at your shoulder sharpening his daggers? He sits heavy on your subconscious. Dauntingly smirking at me from afar. Enough of his wretched sins, speak to me with your eyes and perhaps somewhere, some day, at less miserable times, we may repent. In the arms of dusk.

Forget Me Not by StarM1109

Oliviaaaaa" He growled lowly Yohan walked towards me with those dark brown eyes and I backed away from him nervously. I knew if he put his hands on me, if he touched me, he would take me to the point of no return. "Yohan wait" I was fast but he was faster, he yanked the robe that was holding my dress together and watched as it fell at my feet. "I always knew you would have a pretty pussy Olivia." I felt my heartbeat in my stomach, heard the thumping in my ear. It was if my feet suddenly turned into cemement, I couldn't move a muscle. He crawled to me with his dreads hanging like an feline. "Can I taste you Olivia?" He asked. I nodded my head speechless. He shook his. "You gotta say it mama, you have to tell me what you want" He was now in front of me on his knees, lips within an inch of my treasure. "Yes....Yohan. Yes" I hissed as he kissed my inner thigh. "Yes what" The other thigh. I reached for his head and he smoothly moved out of the way grabbing my palm and kissing. "I want you too." I could feel him hovering over my sweet spot, I grabbed the desk with my right hand as grip my behind and kissed my lips. "Tell meee" He murmured. "I want you to taste me Yohan" He grinned nastily at me spread my lips with two fingers and..... A freak accident leaves Yohans wife with amnesia, his entire life begins to unravel bit by bit. Kyan is the not the woman he married, and she's definitely not the woman he fell in love with.As Yohan tries to keep his marriage from failing completely, he begins to fall for the girl with the melanin graced skin and blonde pixie cut, his wifes doctor.

My Strange Neighbor *Completed* by 1DFan86

*Caution* SEXUAL CONTENT "So what do you need help with?" Harry asks. "I was lying I don't have homework just leave now." I demand. "No. And if you don't have homework.. Why don't I help you turn that groan of yours into a moan." He says and then comes close and whispers into my ear, "But remember you got to keep it down.. You parents will hear." "You are so rude." I say stepping away from him. "Oh am I?" He asks. "Yes you are. Leave my room. I don't feel comfortable with you in here." I tell him. He steps closer and closer to me as I step back. I reach the wall and look him dead in the eyes. "Well.. Babe.. You can't make me leave." He says. "Don't call me babe." I say. "Sorry babe." He smirks. I just give him the death glare. He leans in and I immediately know what he is doing. "Get away from me!" I say putting my hand on his lips pushing his head away from me. He chuckles, "Now now babe." "Don't now now babe me." I sass him. "Being sassy are we?" He asks. "Yes. I am." I say. "Well.. I suppose we will continue this later.. I would rather make you wet when your not sassing me." He says smirking. "Your not making me wet!" I say to him. "Well babe.. When I kiss you so rough and nibble on your sweet spot to make you moan my name. And when I feel you up and massage your boobs.. I guarantee you'll be wet. And after my first thrust of me going into you.. You will orgasm. If not I will go harder and rougher till you scream my name and have the biggest orgasm you'll ever experience." He whispers into my ear. That sent shivers right down my body. Ok maybe I'm a little wet now.

His Unrequited Lover by The_Gemini_Princess

"I don't fucking care about what they said. Do you understand me? You were mine before and you're mine now, Angel," His thrusts became brutal as I struggled to keep myself balanced on the bed beneath us. My moans slipped into the pillow that was holding me in place to muffle my screams. He laughed, knowing that I was close to breaking from pleasure. His pleasure. "Fuck you, after what you did, I will never be yours again," I promised, turning to face him with heavy eyelids His grip was so tight on my waist that I was sure I'd have purple bruises by morning. He flipped me over and before I could catch my breath he wrapped his hand around my throat tightly. The look in his eyes was dark and sinister as his other hand lifted my legs over his shoulders making my eyes widen. He snapped his hips forward slamming into me without a warning. A scream tore through me as my eyes lulled to the back of my head. Chuckling, his lips connected to my ear and sucked on it softly earning another groan from me. "Careful with your words Angel, I'm not the same soft guy like I was back then," ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After six years of no communication between Angela and Carter, the two finally meet again at Angela's parents' annual gala in New Jersey. Expect this time, they are announced to marry each other on the behalf of Angela's parents. The marriage was supposed to spark a newfound love between the couple but it only sparked an undeniable tension and unrecognizable flame as they realized that their pasts held more secrets and pain than they imagined. Granted the wish he asked for, Carter makes it his mission to do whatever it takes to win his Angel back. Given the opportunity she never wanted, Angela makes it her mission to ruin Carter's life like he ruined hers. After all, for the last six years she believed that she would always be his unrequited lover.

All Monsters Are Human by charu_cs

1St in #possesive 1ST in #abuse 1ST in #arrangedmarriage 1ST in #hatelove 1ST in #rich 1ST in #tortured The next thing she knew was that she was slung on his muscular shoulder. She thrashed her legs, but he carried her as if she weighed no more than a bag of feathers. "Caelum please!" She begged him but he ignored her as he walked through the corridors and into the bedroom. And threw her on the bed. While she was busy recovering her breath, he threw his coat on the floor and started unbuttoning his shirt. "W-what are y-you doing?" she asked. Her face paler than paper. "Exactly what married couples do, love." He said dropping the shirt on the floor, His voice so full of viciousness that she almost choked on them. She dragged herself back on the bed sobbing, "no.." He grabbed her legs and pulled her towards himself. He crawled on top of her. He looked into her terrified eyes and whispered, "You make me do terrible things, my dear Rose." He wiped a stray tear from her chin before grabbing it. "I will bruise your lip and scar your knees and love you too hard.." he brushed his lips on hers, "I will destroy you. And when I leave, You will finally understand why storms are named after humans." ........................... Rosette never had an easy life, and after the death of her mother, when she thought things couldn't get worse, her life started going fully downhill. She was tortured beyond repair in her own house. She could only dream of being loved. She dreamed of getting married and finally breaking free from all these cages, but fate had other plans for her. Her life going totally downhill, turned upside down when she was married to the biggest business tycoon in the city. Will this marriage totally wreck her? Would the promise of love be fulfilled? Would she ever be able to break free?.... Read the story to know :) Cover by ~ @__AK__WRITES Note: This story contains sexual and violent content.

I once was a Duchess by AliyahUzamaki

In the late 19th century within a Flourishing distant kingdom a horrendous crime happened. Soon to be duchess, Ralftila del Ralftil was accused of being the culprit and had to flee her childhood home. Forced away from her fiance the duke of Wellz, She Secretly searched for the true person who helped frame the blame onto her, Encountering endless loose threads. On this lonesome journey she encounters a strange man who helps and guides her while both keep their identities hidden and their pasts kept secret. While naively kept in the dark about the Kingdoms true circumstances and dark secrets that are yet to be told. Will they develop trust to reveal the past? Or perhaps he is the secret her mind cannot remember from that horrid night. " Something lurks in the shadows of this kingdom. continuing to plot and twist, and despise everything this kingdom is built off of. And it's my job to find out the loose threads and sow it into the truth." "Sow it into the truth if you must. But once a lie is told it spreads like the plague. Decaying the truth. It appears to me that's to many loose threads to sow. When they've been bluntly severed with no signs leading anywhere." "How cruel of a man you are yet you provide advice for me?" I scoffs "Cruel? I consider myself to be quite kind I must say I am truly heartbroken." "Oh stop singing me your Sarcasm and tell the truth. Why do you help?" "Just helping a damsel in distress." "And who says I'm distressed?" "Your eyes that are yearning for rest." "Oh spare me your skin reeks of blood, metal, and sweat. What gives?" "The bags underneath your eyes can hold a months load of supplies." "Then provide rest for me." I say sarcastically "I will." he says looming closer towards me * I DO NOT CLAIM THE PICTURE OF THIS STORY MY OWN*

Corruption (Editing) by MoTalez

An uptight and unforgiving single father tells a young reporter, the story of his second wife and himself. A story that is hidden behind a national fight against the war on drugs. Reliving moments that were just as painful as they were joyous, never rethinking his decisions but watching them rip him apart for a second time. He informs the reporter on moments that tell his version of the story. A story that his wife couldn't tell. Remembering his love for some and his irrational behavior towards others. attempting to teach lessons that he never learned himself. **************** "Vincenzo," she stood over me, "please. Please. Please." I nodded, I looked down at Constance, then I looked back at her. She looks like a bomb ready to detonate, it's over. I stood up and put Constance in his cot, he began to giggle at the sight of the mobile. His fist in his mouth admiring the hanging sea creatures, dolphins, whales, and turtles. I looked back at Evangeline, she was breathing heavily and losing all control. She plopped down on the bed, and I moved from the cot to look at her. Once my feet stood in front of her she took her ring off and threw it at me. It hit my chest. It fell right on my slipper. She was growing with hysteria. Her fingers running through her hair. I was frozen, she was heaving and she fell from the bed onto her knees. She crawled to the corner of the room, in between the wall and the dresser. Her red shirt rubbing against the green walls of the bedroom. Her shoulder grazed the beige dresser, making scratches on her arms and she didn't care. I looked down at the ring sitting on my foot, to my Evangeline. My mouth hung open but I couldn't say anything, the only noise in the room was the scraping of Evangeline's shoulder and the little giggles escaping the cot. My money was on my foot, but my heart split across the room." -Chp 15

Her Prince of Darkness | Book 4 by dontworryboutit123

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Into The Arms of Dusk

November nights are especially stricken with melancholy, as if the ghosts of all winter past come rushing to haunt her heart. She was a captive of her love, her desire, and her dreams. There's always a special quality to the loneliness of dusk, a sorrowness more infectious than the night. She had earned his trust. She had never strayed, betrayed, abandoned. She'd been stalwart, true, loving. To her, he was her everything. But to him, she was only a secret. He was a prince and she was merely his lover. • Dismount your high horse. come take claim of the girl you ruined. Come lay eyes upon the desolation you left in your wake. Do you not hear the devil at your shoulder sharpening his daggers? He sits heavy on your subconscious. Dauntingly smirking at me from afar. Enough of his wretched sins, speak to me with your eyes and perhaps somewhere, some day, at less miserable times, we may repent. In the arms of dusk.