Blow His Head Smoove Off Novels & Stories

One witnessed murder. One ruthless mafia king. One ballerina who became his beautiful obsession. They say you can’t fall for your captor. They’ve never met Enzo Santini. He locks me up and tells me I mean nothing. Then touches me like I’m everything. His brother wants to save me. But I’m starting to wonder if I want to be saved.

Am I Zane to you?" I whipped her again, with anger clearly evident on my face. "No" She said, shaking her head vehemently. Streak of tears were flowing on to her cheeks, but I did not care the least about it. Pushing the emotions that clouded my thoughts away, "What am I to you?" I bawled out. "Master," she screamed, with her lips shaking in trepidation. I threw the whip aside on hearing her say the exact words I wanted to hear. Her white top was now soaked with blood as she curled herself up in a fetal position. "From now on, you would be confined to this building for the rest of your life. Don't even try to think about escaping," I informed. "The day you try to leave the walls of this house without my permission, take that day as your end." ******** Amidala's twisted life, only became more overwhelming when she is mated to the ruthless Alpha of the blood moon pack, River Zane. He develops sudden hate towards her and subjects her into maltreatment when he realized that she was a human. Little did he know that there was more to her identity than the eyes held. River Zane made her go through extreme torture, all because he wanted to show his superiority over her and pour it to her face that she was just a worthless human. What will be the fate of River Zane, when table turns, and he discovers the once weak Amidala holds so much importance to his life, and now he has to fight for her? How will he go about winning Amidala's heart, as the once ruthless Alpha now becomes the lover boy.

Conned by Francis Slade, I sold my kidney to raise funds for his failed investment. And the house was bought with all my savings. But now, it had become their love nest. "Ms. Lane, you look like you were rolling around in a mud pit. What happened to you?" Whitney Jones smiled smugly. My already injured body trembled with anger when I saw her smug expression. Forcing myself to remain calm, I answered, "This is my home. What are you doing here?" In response, Francis glared at me angrily. "Whitney caught a cold, so I invited her over to take a hot shower. Can't you even tolerate such small acts of kindness?" Whitney had accidentally stepped on blood that was flowing from my leg. She instinctively grabbed Francis out of fear. With a trembling voice, she told him, "Francis, I think she's injured." I knew Francis thought I was just trying to gain his sympathy again. "Alright now, Whitney will be sleeping in your room tonight. Once you're done with the act, go clean yourself up and set up a bed for her." If she was after my room, she could have it. If she was after the man who never loved me, she could have him.

Aria Morgan is fighting to keep her life together while paying off her mother’s medical debts. When a chance encounter with Ethan Blackwood turns disastrous, she finds herself bound by a contract she never wanted. As his contract mistress, Aria enters a world of power, wealth, and intense desire — a world that challenges her independence at every turn. Ethan is used to controlling everything, but Aria’s defiance ignites a fire he didn’t expect. Their arrangement starts as lust, but soon danger, secrets, and emotional turmoil blur the lines between business and love. Aria must navigate her heart’s desires and her need for independence, while Ethan confronts the walls he’s built around himself. Will the contract protect them — or destroy them both?

“True love bears all, endures all and triumphs!” “Let me go! I don't want to talk to you.” I hissed and tried to get my arm out of his strong hold. I knew only looking into his green emerald eyes would make things worse. It would force me to recollect how he abandoned me when I needed him the most. I could still feel his breathing fanning on my face. I never believed I would meet him again after all these years. Just seeing him again opened up old wounds. “I won't, not until we talk.” He said with his jaw hard and lips pursed and I knew I wasn't going to be free from him. Madeline Collins had her whole life all planned and figured out. She was one who always made the right choices in her life but everything turned upside down for Madeline when she discovered she was pregnant - a truth that could come in the way of her future plans. Her boyfriend Kane Whitemon abandons her to her own fate and Madeline is left to decide on her own. Fast forward to six years with Madeline now a single mother to a curious six years old daughter Molly. Madeline now lives a happy and simple life with her little girl but that happiness is short-lived when Molly is kidnapped and fate finds Molly to arrive at the doorsteps of Kane's mansion. This leads to Madeline and Kane meeting after six years but what happens when Kane demands a second chance from Madeline to save their love? Will Madeline agree to give him a chance or has Kane already lost her love?

"We can't do this Ethan". I jerked away, my back hitting the wall. "And why can't we?" He asked watching me with his intimidating eyes. "Because I'm...." The words caught up in my throat when he took slow steps towards me. "Don't you dare say that word" he muttered colliding his lips with mine. ** He is her employer She is his employee He is Single She is a Divorcee

Thea’s a hardworking professor whose only priority is her outreach program for underprivileged kids. That is until her grandfather cuts his funding for the project trying to make her concentrate on his research projects. In the midst of her despair comes the ludicrous offer from Lucian Salvator. “Marry me and the world will be in the palm of your hands,” As she tries to fight against their exploding chemistry and fool the world into believing in their fake marriage. Thea finds herself slowly giving in to Lucian’s seductive attempt to make her truly his. But, will giving in to his slow-burning seduction be at the cost of her own heart?

Guns, katanas, arrows, bows, bullets, and strings were her ideal instrument of choice. While the youth her age was in a classroom studying, she was busy raising a child and training to be an assassin. Albeit having it rough almost all her life, she was a cheerful secretary to one of the most eligible bachelor CEO in town by day and a deadly assassin by night. Things were going smoothly for a while until she fell for the CEO. Xander was a man known for his charm and his wealth. Women loved his physique and wealth. Men were jealous of his gains in life. ................ Gunshots rang in the once peacefully chaotic room: A tremendous change from the blazing and super hype partying atmosphere to a battlefield. Alexander got lost in his mind for a few minutes. Shortly after, the nightmare from the past took the reign over his conscious mind. The momentary lapse in focus almost cost him his life: as a bullet came flying towards him. "Nooo...." came a familiar feminine voice running towards his form and then .....

He leans his face close to mine, so close that I could feel his breath licks the skin of my face while his fingers wrapped around my chin. My skin tingles at the point of contact. Sparks of electricity traveled from his skin to mine, igniting a kind of hunger I've never felt before. I hold my breath. Unable to move or think, other than let him sucked me deep in his hypnotizing stormy orbs. “One of these days your stupid dreams will get you killed.” I heard him say. And then he's gone and so was the bubble of that brief magical moment. Funny, he is one of those stupid dreams. ••• Meet Victoria Lyn de Cordova a.k.a Sarah Brewer a 24-year-old, hopeless romantic runaway princess from a small hidden Kingdom of Terra. Fueled with fear of marrying a man who was rumored to be an a merciless assassin, she runs away from the place she called home. Meet Alaric Mendez a Hispanic rogue assassin that has only one mission and that was getting his revenge from an unknown enemy that killed his family. A runaway Princess and a broken anger-driven Assassin in a story of love, hope, and healing. Will their newfound love would be enough to heal the wounds from the past or will they let the past hunt them down to wound them apart?

"Why do you hate me so much, Maan" she asked hiccupping, hitting his chest. "I never said that" he said holding her hands. ____________________________________ "So, my Ita, how does it feels to be Mrs. Dutta," he asked holding her from behind while making eye contact in the mirror. "Best feeling in this world, Mr. Dutta" she replied kissing his cheek. ____________________________________ "I BLOODY ASKED YOU TO DO ONE THING BUT YOU CAN'T EVEN DO THAT!" he shouted slamming the wooden desk with his fists. "I am sorry, sir" she replied with tears welling up in her eyes. ____________________________________ "I will kill that man if I see him near you again" he said dangerously running his index finger from her forehead to neck. "W...why" she asked stammering. "Because you are mine"...