A Cruel Romance Novels & Stories

"I won't stop. Until I'm satisfied with destroying your life and making your mother feel sorry in hell." "You can't do this to me!" shouted Caramel, turning away her face. She was fed up when Kenzo was about to kiss her lips. So that Kenzo's hands gripped her cheeks. "Look at me!" "You cruel man!" curse Caramel, and she spit on Kenzo's face. Kenzo's eyes suddenly closed for a moment, he canceled kissing Caramel's lips. The man groaned and rubbed his face. He stared angrily at Caramel. "Yeah, and my cruelty will ruin your life, bitch!"

a groan is heard "I want you to understand something. If you're with me I can give you the moon, the sky and the stars. >> But if you play dirty with me the only thing I will give you will be the flames of hell that will consume your soul little by little. I am young, but I am not an imbecile. So, hopefully all those rumors I heard are just that. Rumors." Another groan sounds to be followed by a rumble. I look through the cameras. On them I can see how the fool is changing and how after giving Cruela a forced kiss he leaves. "He came out slamming the door" Aninka tells us.

A/N Forcefully Wedded, Ruthlessly Loved By The Billionaire Mafia is a dark romance, you might find some elements disturbing. Triggers includes but are not limited to detailed steamy contents, profanity, murder, smoking, blood, forced marriage, ruthless love, obsessive love, morally grey ML. If you still want to continue, enjoy! This 🌶️ 🌶️ will be used to depict steamy chapters. ***** “Your second daughter has to take her place, we can’t postpone the wedding, it is too late.”

"Leave him alone, you animal! He loves me!" Romeo didn't even look at her. He just casually stuck out a electric-blue loafer. Valentina tripped over his foot with a yelp, flying through the air and landing face-first onto a mattress. "Stay down, Cruella." Romeo tutted, adjusting his yellow cravat with his good hand. "Red is absolutely not your color when you are doing hard time. And frankly, your devotion to a man who just used his wife as a human shield is embarrassing. Get some therapy."

For a moment, I hardly recognized myself. How could I marry Adriano Romano? The very thought of standing at his side made my skin crawl. Rumors about him whispered through the city like ghost stories. Some said he killed his own cousin to seize power. Others said he had no heart, that women who entered his world never came back the same. A shiver raced down my spine. No, I couldn’t let that be my future. As the tears dried on my cheeks, something else began to burn inside me. A spark. Anger. Defiance.

Hours passed before Dorian stormed from the room, leaving me in a pool of my own blood and his semen, my body and mind broken as I laid there, staring at nothing in particular. I had always been told that the bond between mates was sacred and special, but he had treated me with nothing but cruelty. The tears had dried up long before he left, my screams turning into nothing but whimpers of pain and anguish. How could anyone do this? What had I ever done to deserve what he had done? I cried out when I tried to stand, the bruises that swamp my body a painful reminder that what he said was true, I was worthless. I was nothing. He could do whatever he wished to me and I would be powerless to stop

One more step, finally Romeo showed the sharp and thin difference on Rena's face, who was still sitting. Rena stammered. Soon, she would die in this forest, and the forest dwellers would tear her carcass apart. Romeo smirked and could not help but want to slash the girl's body. Rena banged her back against the tree trunk to avoid Romeo's tantrum. This man is too cruel. "I hate you." Rena's heart ached when Romeo whispered those words in her ear. Is this the initial greeting of the man named Romeo for herself? Rena shook her head. There were already many who hated her. She didn't want to add more people to it.

He will call Sara and tell her to give devoioce paper to Trisha, everything they've been through, and he will return to who he was before he met Trisha, a Omega with his heart closed forever. Ans he becoome cruel, unloving. If he could never be near his love again, it seemed entirely unfair that the last words he spoke were ones of spite. But that was what this deal was, entirely unfair. And suddenly, Trisha quietened. The sobs no longer broke from her throat, her shaking ceased. Gradually, she untucked her knees, letting her legs slide to the floor, and lowered her head back until it came to rest against the door. Everything was still, silent, bar the shallow breaths of the Omega.

ISABEL MAYS The silence stretched, it lingered after Aiden’s answer and stayed there longer than it should have, thick and uncomfortable, pressing against my skin. The woman’s eyes were still on me. Like I had stepped into a place I wasn’t meant to be. She was in a luxury mini gown with a shining red lipgloss which made her look like someone who was possessed. Aiden didn’t say anything else. He just turned and walked inside as if that would settle everything.

The rage in his stillness said everything. Romano took another step forward. “You think I would not come when my daughter’s blood was spilled on Sicilian soil?” His voice was measured, almost calm, but it shook the air. “You think I would let her die without looking the man responsible in the eye?” Azrael’s tone was respectful, but cold. “You taught me yourself—blood answers to blood.” Romano’s eyes narrowed. “Sì. Il sangue chiama sangue. But you… you chose to marry his daughter.”