Obsession

Darren Startan (35) just needed a baby mama to give him an heir so he could inherit his father's gold mine. He didn't care for a wife, just a woman to carry his seed. Paula Rain(18) She needs money desperately to save her mother, who is diagnosed with brain tumour. Paula and Darren's part will cross all in the quest for their selfish needs. But then, an unfortunate incident occurs, shattering Paula's life forever and also leaving Darren in regrets and torture. What will it take to fight their demons and heal their broken hearts? Let's find out

Solenne's life is completely shattered when her charming, fun-loving boyfriend, Vincent, is killed, prompting his cousin Caelum to swear he’ll protect her. Caelum, a ruthless man suddenly thrust into leadership of the families after losing both his cousin and uncle, has no interest in playing bodyguard to the ungrateful girl his cousin foolishly fell for. +++++++++ The room was dark with red hues and a large bed in the center draped in black silk sheets. Caelum's body was over six feet tall and completely bare as he rammed himself violently into a woman he had bent over the edge of the bed. His hand was wrapped in her hair forcing her face into the mattress as she screamed in pleasure. Then he roughly pulled her head back making her screams louder. Caelum's eyes met mine and he began f**king her faster, grunting out his release as I stood there and just watched him dominate every part of her body. I was right, he was a f**king beast and I swear I was not finding it f**king hot. What is wrong with me? I quickly ran from that room and headed straight to mine. That did not just happen.

Warning This book contains high sexual content! Adults only. Proceed if you need your toes curled up in pleasure. **** “Turn around, I need to fuck you right now.” Whatever he wanted, he was getting. I felt his thigh press between the apex of my thighs, but this time he didn’t force them apart, he waited, an expectant gleam in his eyes, until I opened them for him. ****** Sophie Kellerman wants revenge. It's all she has thought about since the humiliation of being a rejected bride abandoned on the alter. Derrick can't just get away with dumping her and his brother agrees. He's willing to help her get revenge but he also wants something from her.

Waking up crushed under a man, I nearly screamed—until I saw who it was. Adrian. My cold, obsessive husband. The man I spent a lifetime escaping from. In my past life, I trusted the wrong people. Betrayed the only man who ever protected me and died alone. One life ruined me. This one? I’ll ruin everyone who tries again. Now, the game is mine and I write the rules. I'll act sweet. Stay mysterious. And pit every snake against each other. And as for my dangerously obsessed husband? I will tame—wait... WAIT! I was just being a little gentle, why is this tyrant acting like a delicate princess? 'Hey, hey, stop clinging to me! What? You want cuddles? Head pats? You—You are not a cat, Adrian!' … “He’s deathly allergic to strawberries? But he devoured one from my hand like it’s a miracle elixir.” “He has sleeping disorders? But he hugged me and passed out like a lazy cat!” “He’s sulking… because I didn’t hold his hand?” When he saw me hugging my female best friend? He lost his mind. Yanked me into his arms and growled, “Mine,” like a deranged villain in love. I finally understood: no one else ever stood a chance. I was his only obsession.

Ten years ago, the Varyn Pack slaughtered the Serans, leaving nothing but ashes behind. But one survived... The Alpha’s daughter. Born of both Alpha and Omega blood, she was an anomaly. An Almega. Now she’s back, hiding behind the mask of a weak and naive omega, her smile deadly and her goal to destroy the Alpha of the Varyn Pack and his Pack itself. She will make him trust her. Desire her. Fall for her. And when he does, she’ll destroy him and everything he loves, slowly, beautifully, and without mercy. Because an easy death would never be enough.

Oliver took a job with the city's top hockey team to find out who murdered his father. He did not plan to sleep with Alexander Whitman. Alexander is the famous hockey captain. He is huge, cold, and strictly closeted. Their secret one-night stand changes everything. Alexander's touch is hot, rough, and totally addictive. But Alexander is hiding a dark secret. His real name is Alexander Montgomery. He is the billionaire heir to the exact family that killed Oliver's dad. When Oliver finds out the ugly truth, he runs. But the Ice King will not let him go. "I will give you my money, my fame, my whole life," Alexander whispers, pressing his hard chest against Oliver. "But I will never give you your freedom."

Emily Grace, a gentle and beautiful café worker, catches the eye of Alexander Steele, a ruthless billionaire tycoon, after a chance encounter. Obsessed, Alexander orchestrates Emily's downfall to make her dependent on him. Forced into a manipulative marriage, Emily struggles to navigate her complex feelings for Alexander while enduring torment from his ex-fiancée, Isabella. After a violent confrontation leaves Emily with amnesia, Alexander's genuine care helps her heal. What happens when the delicate beauty of Emily collides with the iron will of Alexander? Can they overcome the obstacles that stand in their way, or are some divides too great to cross? Will love prevail, or will their pasts forever keep them apart?

Lisa has had a clear relationship with Billionaire CEO, Richard Hart, from the start: dance for him and she earns more than his average staff. His constant request for her services makes her believe the Billionaire is interested in her and she uses this to her advantage to get money out of him. He would never refuse her money, even if she steals it from his office. But when the funds stop coming in and he goes off the radar for three months, he returns being a completely different person. "Marry me," he tells her after he returns from his mysterious journey. He never made any move but he's back and his hands are all over her, his all up in her space, his lips are smirking, his eyes are flirting, her knees are weak and her heart can't help pounding at his advances. Richard will do anything to have her to himself. Even if it meant locking her up till her heart start to beat the same way.

A Dark Mafia Romance , Dual POV , Forced Marriage , Obsession , Betrayal , Secret Identity Leona Moretti thought she was saving her brother’s life when she agreed to marry New York’s most feared mafia boss. She was wrong. Dante Rizzo didn’t take her out of mercy. He took her because she was promised to him. Sold by her own brother like a piece of flesh, packaged with a smile and a wedding ring. And Leona walked willingly into the trap. Now she wears his name. Sleeps in his bed. Lives in a mansion guarded like a prison. But he doesn’t touch her. Not yet. He watches. He waits. He burns. Dante is cold, cruel, and unreadable...until she disobeys him. Until she presses the wrong button. Until the mask cracks and she sees what he really is: A man obsessed. Possessive. Completely unhinged when it comes to her. But Leona has secrets of her own. Like the fact that she may not be a Moretti at all. And her entire life? A carefully constructed lie hiding a truth soaked in blood and betrayal. She’s not just a pawn in a mafia game. She’s a daughter of the deadliest name the underworld ever buried. And Dante? He’s not planning to let her go. Not when he finally has the one thing he's been denied his entire life. Her.

"Quiet, girl!" I growled. Her body stiffened. I fumbled her breast with so much anger. "See, boys?" I said, with a low growl, "She is so soft." I laughed, cold and harsh. Lucian and Jamil roared with me. Her eyes squeezed shut, a blush creeping up her neck. This was better. Broken. "This is how you should behave," I muttered to myself with raw satisfaction. My hand moved lower, smacking her butt hard. Crack! Lina whimpered. It was a small, painful sound. Her pain was mine. I dragged her towards me. Her bare skin brushed my clothes, like a jolt. My hands moved over her curves, asserting my ownership. Her skin was soft, silk. She shivered with fear and something else. It excited me. I leaned in, my breath hot against her ear. Her heart pounded, like a frantic drumbeat. Just as I moved to take her, a whisper crept out of her mouth "Please, Sire, I haven't done this before." Her voice shook. It surprised me. I pulled my hand back, feigning surprise.