Angel Dust Eyes

SITARA SINHA : A 17 year old girl with a golden heart , as fragile as rose, as innocent as angel , She is everything a man could demand a face with never ending beauty. Her life is a fairy tale which everyone wishes for , until the devil makes his presence and destroys everything. SAMRAT RAICHAND : A 29 year old man , a pure form of a devil. Ruthless , Arrogant and possessiveness is dripping in his every nerve. His life is dark which can drown any light in it. Once he sets his eyes on anything then it will.be snatched and be hidden from the whole world.What happens when his eyes gets caught a beautiful angel who is not meant for him. Will he break her or Cherish her. " YOU ARE MINE.... SITARA....MY SUGAR...MY LOVE...MINE TO CHERISH...AND...MINE TO RUIN ....YOU ARE BORN TO BE MINE....NO ONE HAS THE RIGHT TO EVEN SEE YOU.....I WILL SNATCH YOU FROM THIS WORLD AND CAGE YOU.....NO ONE IS EVEN MEANT TO LOOK AT YOU.....AM THE ONLY INE WHO HAS EVERY RIGHT ON YOU " , he said while tracing the lower lip of the girl in the picture. " Sugar , Enjoy the little time in this cruel world love until you will be mine.....so soon you will be mine ", he started laughing thinking about his crooked ways to make the girl his.

I misbehaved. My knees ached from being planted on the aggressively cold floor for so long, but I would take the pain for as long as possible, if it meant gaining the Devil's forgiveness. I whimpered helplessly as the beast of a man pierced me with his cold eyes, ever so subtly patting his strong thigh twice. "D-daddy please-" My pleas were unfinished and went unheard as he continued to pick up the black paddle from his desk and roll up his sleeves. "Don't waste my time, angel." He muttered gruffly, the depth of his well matured voice making every fibre of my being to tremble. "Bend over daddy's lap and receive your punishment, princess." "Y-yes daddy." For her he'd slaughter a nation and drag many to Hell. The Devil has had his eyes on Vanessa since he met the innocent, untainted angel. His Angel. He'd do anything to keep her, to feel her impeccable skin under his impure fingertips, to kiss and stain the luscious lips of an angel with sin and to ruin her innocence and carve his name into her soul. And she's not just about to resist him. When an innocent, naive, little angel mingles with the step-father from Hell.

"It wouldn't be the first nor the last time any one of you Titan Gods had affairs with ‘Greek Gods’ you know," Thaelia twisted her lips. Lukas face hardened and he tried to keep it like that, but one look at her face and a smile broke out of him and he's laughing hard. She accompanied him and chuckled softly, adorably, and it drove the son of Helios crazy. "Didn't know moon princesses could contain that much spite." "What can I say?" She lowered her voice, licking her lips. Her beauty was much more obvious, with her eyes the color of the sea, lined with gold, and lips rose. It was enough to make him realise he's drowning again, only this time it's on the color of her eyes. "You... inspire me." "Inspire you?" "Yes," She smiled sweetly *** There's two things that strikes Talia as she starts reading the book of her past—Lukas was a reckless son of Helios, Ajaxson was the son of Ajax who's head over heels in love with her while she was a moon princess desired by both of them. To add a Greek Goddess Hera made it impossible for her to stay happy with Lukas. It was just not written in the stars. ***

On the day of her grand wedding, a sudden twist shattered Cardy's plans. In an extraordinary act, her ex-lover stormed in, disrupting the ceremony and causing it to come to an abrupt halt. In the aftermath, Cardy found herself at a crossroads, faced with two perplexing choices. Should she consider reuniting with her once-dear, but now malicious, ex-partner? Or should she embark on a contract marriage, a path laden with its own set of unknowns?

Santo Rosario Santo may be different from other mafia men you've heard of, maybe he wasn't as ruthless or cold hearted as he portrayed himself to be, maybe he wasn't the demon lurking in the shadows or the booggey man everyone was afraid of.. but he did have one thing in common with your cliche mafia's.. Dominance, possessiveness And when he meets Sunny Lockhart a cherry nurse that seemed to light up the room with just one smile, Santo becomes obsessed wanting to posses her both emotional and physically And he'd go to any extent to get what he wants. Part one of the series, fated with the mafia

What ever was wrong with her, she never but never turned into lust-crazed maniac... She never had no intention of getting involved with the alpha prince but this man has drown an instant response from her. Made her feel the way nobody has before which as he was a wolf was insane, This shouldn't be happening.... Say no to plagiarism... Happy reading...

Poppie is just trying to live her life the best way she can with the help of her friend, Shayla and Shayla's boyfriend, Mike. Shayla has helped Poppie with a temp job, but without skills, it's not enough. Poppie attends Mike's 'Play Parties' and gets cash for sex. Until one day, the party gets busted on a night Poppie couldn't attend, ending up with Mike and Shayla in jail. Shayla gets bonded out but has no choice but to leave town, leaving Poppie to fend on her own for the first time. As things look dark, Shayla returns and introduces Poppie to the Madame of Chicago and her world instantly turns around. Until one fateful night leaves her and a government official fighting for their lives. Someone who has been searching at finding Poppie for a long time, steps in and takes control of the situation, to which Poppie had no clue. Poppie never knew how much her life would change.

After her mother’s mysterious death, Kamara Mann is shipped across the country and forced into a new life she never chose. Assigned to her is Jace Malden: her father’s cold, deadly and most dangerous enforcer. He’s supposed to protect her, not want her. But living next door, watching her every move, his control starts to crack, breaking his own rules, especially the one that says she’s off-limits. Then there’s Brian Mathis—smooth, charming, and nothing like the world she comes from. He’s everything Jace isn’t, and definitely doesn’t treat her like a fragile mafia princess. Everything safe and desired. But safety is an illusion and desire is dangerous. Now Kamara’s caught between two dangerous choices: the boy who made her feel wanted… and the bodyguard who makes her burn.

A night of heartbreak. A stranger in the dark. A secret that will change everything. When Tilda Grant discovers she was pregnant, her life became in danger. Tilda had already lost everything to her husband, James. James had secretly divorced her and was having a secret affair with her half-sister, Kristie. Tilda was devastated and the night she got drunk, she ended up on the bed of a stranger. She flee, and five years later, she returns, a determined single mother of quadruplets, ready to rebuild her life and uncover the pressing secret of the paternity of her kids. She never expected to cross paths with Oscar Gray, a cold yet dangerously captivating businessman—nor did she know he was connected to her past in ways she couldn't imagine. Oscar Gray must honor his grandfather, and make Tilda his wife. Just as Tilda begins to open her heart again, James resurfaces, claiming the children as his own. In a dramatic twist, Tilda discovers that Oscar Gray is the stranger from that night. Now, caught between two powerful men—one who deceived her, and one who unknowingly changed her life—Tilda must fight for her family, her love, and the truth. Will she trust Oscar, the man who was always meant to be hers? Or will James steal her future just as he stole her past?

I was about to kill my mother's murderer…until he almost killed me first. As the daughter of a respected policeman, justice burned in my blood. I watched my mother die at the hands of a Mafia Lord. And I swore to make him pay. But when I confronted Don Theron, I didn't expect to be wrapped up in his arms, his grip choking life out of me. “Say your last prayers, princess,” he growls, tightening his grip like the devil he was. I struggled, I gasped for air, my heart raced but there was no saving from this doom. I thought I was done for. But then he let me go. But my freedom wasn't a gift, it came with a heavy price–a gruesome curse. In a twisted deal with my father, the man who murdered my mother became my husband. Now, every morning I wake up beside a monster who's cloaked in charm, secrets and control. My soul still burns for vengeance, his soul thrives on possession. And with every day that passes by, I wonder… Will I ever make it out of here alive?