6 Of Cups Feelings

“I now pronounce you as a husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!” The priest announced and I froze. I knew I was cursed the moment this blood oath was taken which bound me to hell, the hell of this Sinner. My eyelids raised to see the ugly creation of god. My husband! Vladimir Sokolov! His rugged face carved with uncountable ugly marks stung my slow beating heart. His hazel green eyes held a satisfied dark shadow as He pulled me close, raised my chin and whispered coldly, “From this very moment, you share the crown of Bratva’s pakhan. Prepare yourself to bear its weight, Babochka. Because I own your existence now!” He slammed his cold lips on my trembling ones, punishing me with a brutal kiss. Tears pricked my eyes with disgust but I tolerated his touch for the sake of my family. My eyes followed the part of the audience, Russians, who burst into cheers while the other party, Italians, looked at me with remorse and pitiful gazes. Oh yes, how could I forget I was the sacrificed lamb thrusted into hell to get scorched for a lifetime. But No. I still had the last hope to save myself from this cursed fate, this cursed marriage. ………….. Born in a sin will definitely be called the Sinner. Without morality and mercy, Vladimir Sokolov the Bratva’s Pakhan ruled the city with an iron fist. Due to the influence of some political parties He had to marry the Daughter from La Camorra. Rose Barbieri! Marry her, have his heir and wear the title of family man, that's what He planned to do but what He didn’t imagine was that his innocent, submissive wife was someone who would burn the flames of his hell into ashes one day.

The Chinese and The British were engaged in a deadly scramble for Zambia’s abundant mineral resources. Their fight attracted the attention of the Insaka- the secret organization that controlled all the Zambian government institutions from the President to a common worker on the streets. Amidst the corruption, and almost a failed government, the Insaka involuntarily enlisted two young, beautiful and ambitious women on opposite side of the law. Ima and Subi the sworn and bitter rivals were the only two people the Sextet placed to liberate the rapid extinction of the country. Will the two work together to liberate Zambia from the new colonialists from Asia?

Ember accepted her lot in life. On the run, she only wishes to find out the truth behind her dreams and solve the memory of her past. Keegan has only cared about protecting his pack, but when he sees the beauty dancing on stage and the flicker of flames in her eyes his body screams, Mate! Can Keegan tame the flames of Ember and together solve the mystery of her missing past? Or will they all burn together? Excerpt: “This is the reason I’m always tired,” I think to myself. Twenty-four years of coming here and still not a single clue, but every time I close my eyes, I return to this place. I know my surroundings perfectly. Oddly the place is beautiful to the eyes. The old house sat among flowers growing around all sides. The aroma of honeysuckle and jasmine fill my lungs filling me with a moment's peace. I’m sitting in my usual spot. Gripping the ropes of a swing in the front yard held by a large oak tree. Waiting I begin pushing my legs back and forth sending me in motion. I know something is about to happen. It happens every night. The house moves in front of my eyes. I see the shadows coming, but I don’t stop swinging. They are black as night but I can see smiles within the shadow grinning bright. “What is this place!” I cry, fed up with this nightly repetition, but no sound emerges. A noise can be heard from the back of the house. One of the shadows turns toward it. I jump down to follow only to have the other shadow hold me back. “Don’t go. Not yet. Listen to me!”

Calla was living a peaceful life with her niece Sophie. Until one day she vanished from her school yard and the only person could answer her is the man who tells the future.

Prince Arthur is just a child, but he seems to be the only one capable of stopping a cruel dictator from taking over his lands. Alamex maybe only five years old, but this little genius is so obsessed with his peace that he'll do anything to achieve his goals. This story is a translation, the chapters already published can always be changed further. Correction and feedback will always be appreciated.

"Get on the bed." I lifted a brow. "Why don't you get on the bed?" He folded his arms across his chest. "Do you want my mouth on you or not?" ——— There were several ways to celebrate your best friend getting hitched off to the man of her dreams. Having sex with a stranger wasn’t one of them—at least Laura didn’t plan on it. But when an opportunity presents itself in the form of an incredibly sexy tattooed man, who was she to say no? Laura doesn’t do relationships, or dates, or anything related to the subject. She is strictly a one-night-only type of girl and doesn’t go back on that rule no matter what. So what happens when this sexy stranger Laura hooked up with, turns out to be a close friend of Jack—her best friend’s husband—who had actually been at the party that day, and now wants more than one night from her? A game of wills ensues. Will Laura succumb to the sexy stranger under his top notch seduction skills? Or will she go the extra mile and beat him at his own game?

Her eyes flickered open and she gasped, where was this place? She wondered. Her eyes scanned the entire room but she couldn't find a thing, since it was dark. She looked around, trying to get something out of the darkeness. Her heart pumped faster than usual. She gulped. Down nothing. As she made to walk to a different location.. she heard a voice. Cold..ice..fire... Alluring. It was all in one. Roxanne. It called. Prologue Roxanne Benard... A beautiful lovely girl, she's Twenty Two. Loves smiling.. a cheerful being. But what happens when she caught the devil's attention. Lightening strikes.. rain poured but she was his to claim. Meet the alluring.. breathtaking Adrain Dubious. He's feared... Men tremble when he passes. But then... His eyes caught her, and he vows to make her his. But one thing lies.. HE DOESN'T LOVE How will she break this Icy heart. Get ready! What happen when she discovers about his darkest secrets and that her life is connected to his!!

'If I did anything right in my life, it was when I gave my heart to you, my love. I swear I couldn't love you more than I do right now, yet I know I will tomorrow.' For Audrey, ‘Seymour House’ is not only a house. It’s her most precious legacy. All her memories are there, still living inside those four walls. So, she needs to do everything in her power to save it. Even if it means going against a ruthless businessman like James Mayer. James came to England with one thing in his mind: avenge his father. He has a score to settle with the Seymour family. James is determined to see this matter all the way through, starting with getting his hands on ‘Seymour House’. After one meeting with Audrey Seymour, James decides he will have the house and everything in it… including the gorgeous lady of the house. Against her better judgment, Audrey is attracted to James’s powerful sensuality. He is so tempting… Still, she is saving herself for her wedding night, and the American tycoon is definitely not the marrying kind! But there’s one thing she doesn’t know about him… whatever James Mayer wants, he usually gets.

Book One of Legacies of Destiny series. The next generation of the Dark Moon series. Kalen Anderson is destined to be the first female Alpha of the Dark Moon pack. Her entire life has been spent preparing her for it – heart, body, and soul. The journey ahead is a long and hard road, but she is ready to take it on. What happens when fate decides to throw her a curveball in the form of Maddox Stark, a fellow junior at Crestwood Academy? He is the son of someone who will stop at nothing to see his revenge plan succeed. To accomplish that, he crosses paths with something dark and dangerous. Something that has the potential to destroy everything. With the aid of her visions, Kalen is able to deliver herself up to an enemy without him realizing that it is her intention to be captured in the first place. She knows full well that she might succumb to the torture that will ensue, but it is the only way to identify what it is that he has enlisted the help of. Kalen and Maddox are fire and ice – a raging storm and a blistering calm all wrapped up into one. The push and pull between the two has them both confused and conflicted. Placing her trust in him is the last thing she imagines herself doing, but it might be the only way to survive what is coming.

“Your wife, Ivara, is finally back in your life, Mr. Elzaek, so why are you still running after me?” Eizlina shouted at that man, whom she had loved more than her own self. His infuriated gaze glowered at her shimmering eyes. “Wait a minute….” She bitterly chuckled, while stepping closer to him. “Is it because you want to keep me in your life as your mistress now?” his fists curled at her words. “So that you can force me to continue to open my legs for you, isn't it, Theron Elzaek?” She screamed at him. His jaw clenched, hearing her. “Fine, I will continue to open my legs for you, but now the only difference would be….” She got so close to him that their bodies grazed. “I will open them not just only for you but any man, who would……” he shut her up by aggressively grabbing a fist of her hair. Eizlina hissed in pain. Her body slammed against his. “The only man, who is allowed to touch, embrace and love you…..” he pushed his face closer to hers. “Is me, Eizlina Theron Elzaek….” husking those words, he smashed his mouth against hers. “Only me…Eizlin,” that name from his mouth shattered her heart. **************** Eizlina found her love in Theron, a widower, who forcefully married her just to satiate his vicious vengeance against her closed ones, but her love became a sin when his love and his deceased wife, Ivara, came back in their lives and claimed back everything, which had always been rightfully hers, including Theron and his love. So what would Eizlina do when she found out, the man, whom she had loved unconditionally and whose child was breathing inside her, had never considered her more than just the VEIL OF HIS FIRST LOVE? *DARK-ROMANCE*