Romans & histoires Aab E Hayat Summary

His large hand wraps around my throat just enough to make my pulse race, pinning me to the rain-slicked cabin wall as thunder rolls outside. “We can’t keep doing this,” he growls, but his hips grind against mine, hard and insistent, while his free hand slips under my skirt to find me already soaked. I whimper, arching into his touch, craving the sharp sting of his palm across my ass, the way he commands me to come for him like I’m his dirty little secret. My father’s best friend, the man who’s been in my life forever finally breaking every rule to claim me roughly, deeply, until I’m trembling and marked by him. What begins as one reckless, forbidden night spirals into an addiction of heated stolen moments, whispered dominance, and raw need… until the truth crashes down, pregnancies and betrayals threaten to shatter us, and everyone we love demands we end it. But how do you walk away when the only person who owns your body and heart refuses to let go?

⚠️WAR‌NING: For mature‍ re‍aders​ 18+ only. Themes​: Body‌ worship, dominance, primal play, an​d​ MFM/thr​eeso​me⁠ con‍tent. "Sto‍p f‌ighting it, S‍loane," he growls, his fist knotted in my hair. He ya⁠nks my head back until my thro​at ar‌ches, e⁠xpo‌sing my⁠ frantic p⁠ulse. His th​umb shoves pas‍t my lips,‍ pressing down on my​ tongue with bruising for⁠ce, marking me before h‍e even tastes me. I ch⁠ok‍e on a gasp, thighs trembling ag‍ainst‌ the wall. "We can’t." "Shut the fu‌ck up," he snarls, his teeth g‌ra‍zing the sensitiv⁠e cord of my neck. "I’​ve‍ s⁠pent years tr‍ackin​g every prim step you t‍ook. I’ve fantasized about the moment I finall​y cornered my prey." ‌ He s‍inks​ his teeth into th‌e junction of my shoulder, a sharp, posse‌ssive bite that will leave a jag⁠ged purple brand by morni‍ng. "Now,‍ you’re loc‍ke‌d in this c⁠age‌ with us​. I’m going to leave my​ mark on every i‍nch of your skin." Beh‌ind him, his twin l⁠ooms. A​ s‍ilent, lethal pre‍da⁠t‍or. I’m c⁠aged betwe‍en them, the ai‍r thic⁠k with the scent of‌ woodsmoke and ruin. Fo​r four years​, I‌ was the invi​sible shield for the St​erling empire. To me, they were⁠ liabilities. To them, I was the hun⁠t​. Zurich cha​nged e‍verythin‌g. The boy I once scheduled i‍s n‍ow a man who pins me do⁠wn, whispe‌r⁠ing​ filt‍h while his b​rother wa‍tches, his‌ eyes dar‌k wit‌h the same starving in‍tent. ​I was⁠ paid to guard the Sterl⁠ing legac⁠y. Now, I’m the pr⁠ize​. I‌ want them t​o hunt me. I w​an‍t them to worship me. I‍ want them to⁠ b‍reak me until there‍ is‍ nothing left​ but surren⁠d⁠er. ⁠

“I should punish you.” “Maybe you should. Or maybe you’re all bark, no bite,” I shot back, my voice daring. His eyes darkened, and in a blur, I was over his shoulder, my skin burning where he held me and the cold air kissed my bare ass. “Your skin” His voice was low, almost reverent. “So fucking smooth.” Before I could retort, the world shifted, steam rising around us. He set me down, steadily, fingers brushed the hem of the shirt I wore, his shirt. He slipped it away without hesitation, leaving me bare under his gaze. “What are you doing?” I whispered. “Punishing you.” —— Rayna gave up everything for love. She abandoned her pack, killed her wolf when she rejected her destined mate, and gave herself entirely to the man she thought would stand by her forever, Alpha Dario. But when Dario found his fated mate, he didn’t hesitate to cast Rayna aside, leaving her broken, and utterly alone. One night of drowning her sorrows at a bar changes everything. Rayna witnesses a brutal murder—one carried out by none other than Alpha Sven, the ruthless Mafia leader feared across packs. What Rayna doesn’t realize is that fate isn’t done with her. Sven isn’t just her captor, her tormentor, her obsession—he’s the very mate she rejected long ago. He remembers her rejection like a scar carved into his soul, and he’s not interested in forgiveness, he doesn’t want her love. He wants to see her surrender in obedience, her body bound to his until she can’t deny him anymore. Rayna must decide whether to keep resisting the bond—or surrender to the one man who has both the power to destroy her and the claim to own her.

Today was supposed to be my sister's wedding day. Instead, I'm the one walking down the aisle. The man waiting for me is a billionaire tycoon, cold, untouchable, and infamous for crushing anyone who stands in his way. Power bends to his will, money erases his mistakes, and emotions are a weakness he never allows himself to feel. I was never meant to marry him. I'm only here because my sister ran away… and if he discovers I'm a substitute bride, my family will be ruined overnight. So when the officiant asks if I accept him, my lips tremble as I whisper, "I do." His gaze locks onto mine, dark and possessive. "You're mine now, kitten," he murmurs, as if sealing my fate. The nightmare begins that moment. I manage to escape his bed on our wedding night, hiding behind excuses and fragile lies. But the days that follow terrify me more. The walk-in closet is filled with clothes in my sister's favorite colors. The dining table overflows with dishes she loved. He researched her. Memorized her. Or so I thought. Then he slides a peanut butter bagel toward me, my sister's favorite. I'm allergic. I glance up, my pulse roaring in my ears, only to find his expression unreadable. Calculating. Watching. Has he already realized I'm not the woman he married? And if this ruthless billionaire uncovers the truth… will he destroy me? Because marrying him was never part of my future, and falling for him might be the most dangerous mistake of all.

One year ago, my life changed forever. I lost everything in one day, starting with catching my best friend and husband in his office, and they weren’t just talking. From that moment, everything fell apart. I believed I would never get over it. I believed it would break me, but I refuse to kneel in defeat. One year later, and I am back stronger than ever. I am back for revenge. I am not the weak woman I used to be. I have changed a lot in the last year. Now, I am going to make my ex-husband and ex-best friend regret what they did. What better way to do that than to go after my ex-husband’s enemy? His half-brother from another mother. The one he hates the most, the one he is jealous of. I plan on teaching my ex-husband a lesson he won’t forget. I am coming for him. I am coming for both, and they have no idea. Karma is a bitch, and it is coming right at them. What I didn’t expect was to end up getting a second chance of my own.

It has always been my father and me. He is a good man, but like everyone else, he makes mistakes. This time, the one he made has gotten him into a lot of trouble. He asked the wrong people for money, and now, they are threatening violence against not only him but me. He has only one choice: He needs to disappear until he can sort things out. I want to go with him, but he has other ideas. To protect me from the dangers he has put himself in, he leaves me with one person he knows he can trust. Ambrose Calloway. A man I know well, one who is ruthless and heartless. The last person I want to stay with, but when my father begs me, I can’t say no. I would rather stay with anyone else! He doesn’t want me around and only agrees because he owes my father a favour. Now, here I am, staying in a mansion with a man who hates me. The feeling is mutual. He promises my father that he will protect me until he comes back. People seem to fear Ambrose, but I have never understood why. What I don’t expect is that I would learn secrets about him that make me understand why no one messes with him. I wish I had realised from the start just how much danger I was in. I plan to make his life hell, but sometimes, when the tension and anger become too much, two people find other ways to take it out on one another that don’t involve arguments. I am not looking for a protector, but Ambrose becomes everything I didn’t know I needed. It still won’t make life any easier.

Five years ago, Amelia Hayes lost everything — her husband, her reputation, and the life they built together. Betrayed by forged lies and a web of deceit, she fled New York carrying a secret she could never explain. Now she’s back… not for love, but to save her sick son. The only compatible donor? Liam Harrison — the man who once vowed to love her forever, and now looks at her like a stranger. But as the truth begins to unravel — about the accident, the forged divorce, and the night that destroyed everything — love and hate collide. And this time, the man who once broke her heart might be the only one who can save it. A story of shattered trust, buried lies, and a love that refuses to die.

Betrayed by blood. Saved by fate. Bound by a fire no exile can extinguish. After being wrongly accused of murder and cast into exile, a weak she-wolf must navigate a world where danger waits behind every tree—and love burns where she least expects it. Mira has spent her life overlooked, dismissed as a burden despite the quiet strength she carries within. But when the head chief of her pack is murdered and the blame falls on her, Mira is stripped of her home, her name, and her future. Cast out into the wilderness, she prepares to die alone—until fate leads her to the border of a strange new pack. There, Mira is rescued by a bold girl and her quiet friend, Elric—a sword-wielding warrior raised among humans, who carries secrets behind his cold gaze. Forced to prove herself through brutal trials, Mira begins to rise in a way no one expected. But Elric sees something in her—something fierce and unclaimed. And though they clash at first, a hidden fire begins to kindle between them. When war arrives at the new pack’s doorstep, Mira and Elric fight side by side. As steel meets fang, Mira realizes Elric isn’t just human—he may be the key to unraveling the conspiracy behind her exile. And when a nearly stolen kiss threatens to change everything, Mira is left questioning who she really is—and what she’s truly capable of becoming. In a world where wolves follow strength, and secrets can kill, Mira must embrace the fire inside her or be silenced forever. After all, exile wasn't the end of her story. It was only the beginning.

Three years of marriage, ten years of love… wasted. Vivian Carter was abandoned by her family, humiliated by her husband, and left to suffer in silence. She walked away, but fate had other plans—carrying the child of the man who never valued her. Now she’s stronger, smarter, and untouchable. Dominic Blackwood finally realizes the woman he destroyed was the one he could never replace… but can he earn back her trust before it’s too late? Revenge, secrets, and a love forged in pain this is her story.

Blindfolded and placed on his knees, August has an affair with a stranger—another hook up at the club that leaves him sore, broken, and craving more. Accidentally, he gets a job as a live-in housekeeper in a glass house downtown, just a day after that hook-up. He encounters the hot, right-handed man Levi, whom he can't seem to resist. In the house, everything feels strange, as if eyes are watching and walls are listening. A stalker starts texting him, and he plays along with them. Unknown to him, the house is always watching. Slowly, he started having nightmares, seeing things of his past again, a part he thought he had buried. The house was jogging his memories. He sees a piece of his past in the house, a piece that belonged to his supposedly dead best friend, making him start asking questions about the actual owner of the house. August is trapped with, the anonymous texter that doesn't stop making endless demands, Levi the hot assistant, the flashbacks with the Stranger from the club, and an idea that his supposedly dead friend, might not be dead. This is a raw, unapologetically addictive dark book, where the only way out is deeper in.