Ava Rose Beaune Novels & Stories

"Uh,do you have a minute please!" She was standing in front of him"Go away I don't have time for your little games Aisha" He was pissed off."Can we talk for a minute please, it's very important" Her tender voice made him stop in between his action, he got up from his bed and asked his mistress who was lying naked on his bed to leave them alone , She followed his order and went out with her clothes in her hand."Make it fast!" he said standing in front of her in his naked glory, His hard glare was enough to make her shiver, Aisha turned her face to avoid looking at his privates."I..I Don’t.. I don’t want a divorce!" No sooner did she said that she received a tight slap across her face, printing all five fingers on her fair cheek.Pushing her roughly he walked out of not before remarking, "My work with you is done and now I want you out of my Life, get that straight in your thick Skull..!!"_______RAVAN is ruthless, cruel and vicious Underworld Mafia in India, his dark aura is well known to every individual, even law is scared to go against him, he solely rules on every gangster of India, RAVAN had forcefully married Aisha against her will, he was smitten by her beauty and boldness, however shortly after their marriage he changed his mind and now want a divorce from herBut little did he know that his wife had fallen head over heels for him and now she will make anything to tame him— his entire world is about to turned upside down.-CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT (18+), STRONG ABUSE AND WHOLE LOT OF TORTURE ACTS. KINDLY READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

The year I graduated from high school, my dad brought home a woman and a child with a rose on my mom's birthday. When the child offered my mom the rose, my mom gladly accepted it, only to end her life after spending her 39th birthday. … When I got married, I told my husband, Alistair Yates, that a rose was enough to end our marriage if he wanted a divorce. Then, he tried to reassure me that our house would not have anything related to roses. … Five years later, during one of the Yates Group's tender, one of our partners had a rose pinned to her chest. When he saw this, Alistair immediately kicked her out of the company and blacklisted her. That day, I realized that marriage could actually be blissful. Yet, six months after that, I completed my new drug research. The entire corridor was full of roses when I came out of the lab. The person who had been kicked out of the company? She was standing beside Alistair with a bright smile. I looked at him coldly, but he casually said, "Maria prepared all these for you. She's your sister and she wants to make amends with you." It took me two seconds to stare at Alistair before I turned to leave. What sister? I never had one. And from today, I no longer need a husband.

"What are you?" His soft blue eyes leveled in on me I cowered back in fear. The question reeled me in, clasping my thoughts. What was I? Avara Dimitri flees her burnt-down orphanage home with her, not so related brother, Corey. Finding refuge in an abandoned home in the woods, Avara unknowingly disrespects a newly crowned and cold Alpha, Enzo West. The wage for her sin is death but he simply can't kill her and he finds out he lays his eyes on her. But surprisingly, that's not all there is to Avara. She deserves more than that. She is more than that.

Reagan is the youngest in this generation of Guardians. Because she is much younger than the others, she was never as close to the Guardians as her siblings. Thankfully, when her older brother found his mate, she had a younger sister, Meadow, who was Reagan’s age. The two have become best friends and they have the same close friendship that her siblings share with the other Guardians. Kieran is an Alpha who lives in the western part of the country. He has been waiting a long time to find his mate. He’s refused to take a chosen mate, but at twenty-six, he’s becoming feral, and time is running out. He must either find his fated mate, take a chosen mate, or be put down by his pack. Because she is the last of the Guardians, Reagan’s eighteenth birthday has been opened to all eligible males throughout the country. Her birthday is considered the event of the century, with Alpha werewolves, royal elves, royal vampires, and even warlocks attending. As Kieran's last chance, he attends. The moment he smells his mate, his wolf pushes forward, marking her without consent. Amid the fury of the Guardians and others in attendance, Reagan decides to give Kieran a chance to prove himself before marking him and completing their bond. She leaves the only home she’s ever known to travel across the country, with Meadow insisting that she come. When they arrive at Kieran's home, Reagan finds a pack in chaos. Bullying, manipulation, and subterfuge have been used to run the pack while Kieran has been fighting his demons. Can Reagan, with Meadow’s help, turn the pack around, or will she decide that Kieran isn’t worth the effort, rejecting him and returning home, leaving him to go feral?

"We'll see how happy you can be when i destroy what's left of your fake love..." The heart of Roseline Palmer dwindles in the face of the advances of this over daring playboy billionaire. Rose is a determined and ambitious woman from humble beginnings, that finds her world turned upside down when she crosses paths with Lucas Blackwood, the CEM of Blackwood. Drawn together by an electrifying connection and love at first sight, Roseline and Lucas embark on a passionate romance. But Lucas conceals a secret. He is bound by an arranged marriage to secure his family's legacy and uphold their societal expectations. As their love blossoms, Roseline's heart is torn apart when she discovers the truth. Amidst the ever looming troubles of different shady organizations and groups chasing after her peace, she struggles for her love. The advances of a neglected trophy wife and the jealous princess shakes her resolve but she looks into the eyes of her Love in search of hope. Despite the odds of the Blackwood and Sean Family. Will she find the strength to fight for true love, defying societal norms and the formidable love rival, or will she succumb to the allure of wealth and submit from the top 1% of society? Learn how Romance and emotions intertwine with the fight for dominance of society's top class

Warning: This story is full of raw obsession, brutal possession, and extremely explicit sex. If you do not like a ruthless man slowly breaking his woman until she drips, begs, and belongs only to him, stop reading now. ******* Martinez Rinaldi is a ruthless mafia lord who only knows to kill those who cross him. Owing him a bad debt means crossing him, and he usually doesn't think twice about things like this. But when Cole, an irresponsible gambler who owes him a million dollars, offers one of his daughters to him in his desperation to save his life, Martinez takes the offer. Abigail should have been the bride. But when Rodah wakes up in the morning to find her older sister gone, she is left with no other option but to wear the wedding gown and get handed over to Martinez as his repayment and bride. Rodah swears to be his wife only on paper. To her, she is simply a repayment for the debt her father owed and nothing more. But that's not what Martinez Rinaldi wants. He wants a wife who comes to him naked and dripping, willing to take in the length of his cock her every single time. He won't stop until Rodah is that wife. She has to be the good little wife who wants to be fucked as much as he wants to fuck her.

Born amidst two warring nations fueled by the murder of their respective Kings' fathers, Arah and Darrin are but small pieces on this ever-evolving paradigm of prejudice and war. Yet, a spark is lit between them unbeknownst to their throne bearers. Will this fire burn them alive or give birth to a new light to guide these kingdoms and themselves to a brighter future for all?

"You bastards! You’re worthless! How can you not bring me that woman?” I shouted nervously looking around me at how pathetic my people were. Everyone was silent, and that made me even more p*ss*d off. I had already exited through the back door of the auditorium, so nothing stopped me from spilling my guts on those who disobeyed my orders. So, I punched in all directions and I knocked down whoever fell victim to my fury of blows to the ground. I punched until I was literally tired. “I must have this woman! Do you understand? You will bring her to me whether she wants it!”

His dark eyes roved her body from head to toe as he sized her up. The intent in them speaks volumes of her ruination. "Strip!" She stiffened and blinked in a haze of raw fear as he prowled towards her. Involuntarily she took a step back then another and another all the while keeping her fear-filled eyes fixed on him before her back touched the wall. She flinched and the very next second he was looming over her like a crazed beast. He rested his arm on the wall above her head and leaned down peering at her big hazel hues with that evil smirk dancing on his sinful lips. "Are you afraid, human?" His deep raspy voice and his aura were ominously dark and dominant that her knees buckled. Her chin jutted out in a fearful tact as she tried not to cry in front of her tormentor. His smoldering eyes fell on his favorite items, her trembling plump lips, and quivering chin. "Strip for me Ava or else," He edged closer as his hot raspy breath caressed the shell of her ear like the whisper of death as he continued. "I will not hesitate to tear your clothes!" He growled, animalistically.

He was everything I should have run from— Zane Wilde: cruelly handsome, ruthlessly wealthy, dangerously charming. A storm in human form. Addictive in ways I never saw coming. He didn’t knock—he barged into my life. Into my space. Into my thoughts. Into my body. And I let him. With every touch, every word, he tore down the walls I’d built to protect myself from men like him. I was supposed to guard my heart. But love doesn’t follow rules. When I was bare. Defenseless. Hopelessly his... He walked away. Now I’m left piecing together what’s left of me, while he moves on untouched— like he never bled me dry. This isn’t a love story. It’s a warning. One that begins with obsession… and ends with ruin. ---Mature Audience Only---