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Strip now! you're my wife anyway" Harrison had said to Katherina as she fret over the chair she was sitting on. He was definitely not the man she had nursed till he got his memory back. He was now violent and over protective of her. "You are my wife Katherina, you are mine. You are mine alone!" Harrison roared slamming the flower vase down. "No Harrison. I am not your wife and I never was your wife. Give me breathing space Harrison....leave me alone!" Katherina said in voice so tiny as tears flowed from her eyes. It was evident she was tired of the whole drama already. Harrison sprawled to his kneels in front of her. He gently hugged her patting her hair softly and swiftly. "I'm sorry Rina, I'm sorry for making you cry, I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm sorry....I'm sorry. Please give me another chance, please do not leave me alone all by myself. I love you....I love you so very much Rina" he wailed to her ear. "Harrison." "Swear by my name Rina, tell me you only love me and not my brother." Harrison cried holding her body firmly. He definitely was in pain as he uttered those words with great grievance. Katherina just watched him wretch in pain. "I do not love you Harrison, I do not!" She had said back to him throwing his hands off her. Had she made a wrong choice of staying with him? Was he showing her this side of his just to keep her to himself or was he getting a revenge on her for lying to him just to acquire his wealth?

During a mission overseas, I shielded my younger brother from an explosion—only to wake up months later, my body broken, my mind trapped in the void of a coma. Grateful for my sacrifice, he repaid me by marrying my wife. When I finally clawed my way back to consciousness and rushed home, I found my son kneeling on the ground, sobbing as his college acceptance letter lay shredded in his fists. My nephew loomed over him, slamming a steel pipe into his back. "Lick my shoes clean," he sneered. "Who are you to think you deserve an education?" And there was my wife clapping in delight, dabbing the sweat from my nephew’s brow like a doting servant. "You’re just like your deadbeat father," My wife spat. "Born to be my stepping stone." My eyes bloodshot, I tightened my fists. Every last one of them would pay for this dearly.

Sometimes, God makes you find out about your husband’s dirty secrets, just so you can divorce him and move on with a better person. Perhaps, his uncle. Robert and I have been married for over two years and he’s never touched me due to being diagnosed with erectile dysfunction, a truth I never discovered until our honeymoon and I learnt to live with that, blinded by love for the man who made my heart flutter. Well, that changes when I walk in on him slamming deep into his secretary who’s on all fours in our room. Feeling betrayed, I divorced him and lost everything I worked hard for, to his deceitful hand. Then I met him. Anderson Waters, the man who’d help me get revenge on his rebellious nephew in exchange for one thing: “Of course, Robert’s a fuckwad. Everyone wants to repay him in his own coin.” Anderson chuckled lightly. “I can you do that for you if you sign this paper. Three years as my wife with respected boundaries, give it a thought till sundown. I’ll be back for an answer.”

"You may be mine, but I am not yours." Kalmin’s emerald eyes blazed with fury as he turned away, slamming the door and locking Nuri inside. "I didn’t ask to be your mate, Alpha,” Nuri hissed at the door. “And if I had a choice, I wouldn’t choose you either.” But choices mean nothing when fate decides for you. __________ Nuri is a half-wolf, half-human hybrid—unclaimed by any world, unwanted by her mate, and trapped in a bond forged by fate. Kalmin is the ruthless Alpha of the Blue River Pack, feared for his brutality and worshipped for his power. The only thing he despises more than weakness… is her. She didn’t ask to be his. He refuses to be hers. But there’s no severing the mating bond. No escape from the pull that drags her closer every time he pushes her away. And no hiding the way her body betrays her when he gets too close. What begins as a battle for survival becomes something far more dangerous—an unraveling. Of secrets. Of control. Of hearts. Because hating someone is easy. Wanting them is not. In a world where strength is survival and love is a luxury neither of them can afford, Nuri must decide if she’ll run—or rise. __________ Dark. Addictive. Fated. This gritty werewolf romance is for 18+ readers only. Contains graphic sexual content, violence, and themes some may find triggering. Proceed with caution—and maybe a safe word.

Dark Mafia Scene “Who laid a hand on you? Dallion's voice was low, cold, and dangerous. His dark gaze bore into her, daring her to stay silent. When she didn’t respond, the tension snapped like a whip, his voice booming through the room, “Who?” The butler, standing rigid against the wall, swallowed hard before stammering out the words, “It... it was Mr. Rivers, sir.” The atmosphere turned deadly as Dallion's jaw clenched, fury igniting in his eyes. “Bring him to me.” The butler’s eyes widened in fear. “N-now, sir? It’s... it’s late.” Dallion's hand, once braced against the wall near her head, slowly curled into a fist. His eyes never left her face, his possessiveness was palpable. Without looking at the butler, his voice dropped to a lethal calm, “Do you need a better time? Or shall I break your legs to teach you urgency?” The butler didn’t need any more encouragement. He fled the room, returning twenty minutes later with a trembling Mr. Rivers. “Dallion, my friend, what’s all this about?” Rivers began, his voice casual as if nothing was amiss. But Dallion wasn't’t here for pleasantries. His eyes slid to the knife stabbed into the apple on the table, and in one fluid motion, he yanked it free, the blade glinting in the dim light. Without a word, Dallion grabbed Rivers outstretched hand, slamming it onto the table. The sharp scream that followed echoed in the room as Dallion, with one swift movement, sliced through the man’s fingers. Blood splattered across the polished wood as Rivers screamed in agony, clutching his mutilated hand. “No one touches what belongs to me,” Dallion's voice was eerily calm, his expression devoid of any sympathy.

I was leaving a Peaceful Life until my mum got Married to Vampire King and I was stucked with my three Step brothers who showed me hell and desired me at the same time. “Don't touch me, you monsters!” I screamed, thrashing away from them but it was futile. I was like a little cotton ball they could crumple in their hands because I was pinned to the floor. Dante held my hands as if I was a broomstick and the other, Caius held my legs with just a simple hand without putting any effort. Cassian stood like the big brother he was, watching, giving the orders and Elias squatted before me. God, how can one be good-looking and wicked at the same time. He pulled my skirt upwards, used his fingers to rub my core which suddenly reacted to his touch and ripped the thong in one swift drag , brushing my delicate core purposely. I begged, I cried, scared of what they're going to do to me but they were suddenly stones, concerned on what they wanted alone. “Touch her brother until she screams.” Cassian ordered and I gasped, my heartbeat slamming against my ribs like a war drum. No. No, no, no. “Like this?” He asked darkly, pain and tingles spread across my body and I screamed. “Fuck, she's throbbing brother.” Elias growled and Cassian nodded, his eyes fixed on my folds. “Just like that Elias!” He growled, “beat her and show her what it means to defile our rules.” I had to run. These men were sick, they were truly cursed in the brains and needed help because how the hell am I trapped in this? But where would I run to? And the worst part? They were enjoying every second of it.

“You like this so much, don’t you?” Theo asked hectically and nuzzled her temple. His fingers dug into her hips while he was pounding her from behind. She didn’t respond but moaned, her hands clenched on the headboard of the bed harder. He slapped her ass harshly. “Answer me.” “Ah!” Meli laughs breathlessly. “Yes...” Theo straightened and wound his hand around her long hair. The sound of their hips slamming was filling the hotel room. He kept fucking her relentlessly, this woman’s moans were like the most sensual music to his ears. After a few seconds, Meli’s moans turned into sobs and she came with a shaking cry, her body fell onto the mattress. Theo wasn’t there, he gave her a few last thrusts and reached his own apex as groaning. His muscled frame collapsed onto her delicate body. *** Theo is the CEO of a global company. He is his own person with a successful career, a loft as an ideal bachelor pad and a car he'd dreamt of. With his physique that women describe as a Greek god, he has no difficulty in getting a woman he desires. Everything in his life is in a strict order. It is a monotonous pattern, but never worrying. Never unnerving. Till she comes. His boss's new wife. Mrs. Aldridge. There is an insane chemistry between the two, and Theo has no idea how to handle those burning sparks emanating from it.

I reach for the door handle, the cold metal biting into my skin as I press my thumb against the latch. Before I can pull the door open, Cade's arm shoots out from behind me, slamming it shut. My body jolts, my heart leaping into my throat as I feel the heat of his body against my back. He lowers himself to me, his breath fanning my ear. "Are you walking out on me again, Elysian?” A shaky breath parts my lips, the hair on the back of my neck standing on its ends. "I never walked out on you, Cade…" My voice falters, betraying me. "Don't lie to me." His tone is aggressive. "I told you a long time ago never to walk away from me again. Are you always so careless?” I try to swallow, but my throat is too tight. "I'm sorry," I manage, the words barely audible. "You said that already," he challenges me, warning me to choose my next words carefully. But I can't. I can't think. I can't move. As his grip on the door tightens, I realize he's not giving me a choice. ⊰ Heartprints in the Void ⊱ My name is Elysian Reign, and I'm not extraordinary. His name is Cade Sinclair, and unlike me, he is extraordinary. At the age of 25, he inherited billions from his trillionaire father—David Sinclair. You never imagine that the love of your life's own father would manipulate his son's life to get rid of you—even if it means forcing him into an experimental hypnosis treatment. After three years, you'd think I'd have learned my lesson. You'd think I would've changed my identity and left the country after walking in on my first day at my new and finding out that Cade is now my boss.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded afraid he would get upset. "Speak." "Yes, Alpha Tristan." I couldn't hold back the tears, they broke free and fell on my cheeks. "And no one should ever find out that you are my mate, absolutely no one." He growled, I backed further away from him nodding my head in approval. With no apology whatsoever, he left the room slamming the door shut. I palmed my mouth muffling my sobs, my chin hurt but it wasn't compared to my heart, my mate indirectly rejected and forced me into a life of commitment all for his pack, how cruel can he be? I was right, the worst was yet to happen, and now I was super scared for my future. Davina an orphan got sold off by her stepmother to the Alpha of the Golden Stone Pack, she was left alone but was overjoyed to meet her wolf, Davina accepts her new destiny with a heavy heart, and she returns with the unknown men to the mighty Golden Stone pack. He was angry at his brother for buying him a Luna and was disgusted by how plain and weak she was at first sight… He rejected her but fate had other plans leading her to his heart and his daughter's…

When my parents were having an argument, my brother and I were put on the condenser fan unit out the window. We were tens of stories high. Our love-struck mother refused to let us back inside because he wanted our father to regret his decision. But that wasn't going to happen. Our father only felt that our mother was annoying. He then went out of the house after slamming the door behind him. Our mother was infuriated as she pointed as us. "If it weren't for you two drawbacks, I would have divorced him a long time ago. Shut your mouths or you can forget about coming back in!" My tears were blew dry by the cold wind. I swore inwardly that I would never forgive them. Later on, when our father was drunk driving and accidentally rammed into our mother. The two of them became disabled due to the car accident. The insurance company paid us over 1 million dollars, but I chose not to treat them.