Brutal Obsession Book Series Novels & Stories

His stare is so direct, so deep and unnerving, I feel like he can undress me with those obsidian eyes. Why did I have to run into a man like this? A man who looks like sin? The kind of sin one can't resist committing? "What we did was wrong." I continue. "And it will never happen again. But you must promise me you'll never tell him." He slowly rises from the bed and moves towards me. His gait is predatory, stalking, stealthy. I back away slowly, until I feel the wall press into my back. Yet Nick doesn't stop. He moves towards me until I'm trapped between him and the wall.

"This scene looks familiar doesn't it? Enough talks , let's put everything to an end" "Are you sure about that? " I spoke softly meeting his gaze squarely. A shot rang out just outside... Then another. His gaze flew to mine... "son of a bitc......" his words were cut short when the door blasted open and many shots follow. Everything happened in a blur as Sebastian and some of our men blasted inside I launched myself towards Gracie in a flash ,producing a knife from my boot I stabbed the bastard holding her straight in his heart. He screamed out his pain, a satisfied look crossed my features when his blood spurted out coating my knife, his gaze were filled with surprise as he fell to the gr

Gabriella finally realises who her enemies are and is determined to make sure that both her mother and her sister pay for everything they've put her through and if that means one twin had to disappear for good, then so be it. Secrets are exposed, lies are uncovered and revenge is in motion. Find out how Ella and Elle battle for the position of the superior twin in the second part of the series, OBSESSED. PROLOGUE GABRIELLA. Four months later... "Are you really ready for this Ella?" Martin asks again for the umpteenth time and I could not help the displeased groan that escaped my lips.

Why the hell did his presence full of testosterone, his rough and large hands, make me react with more violence than any female tongue I had ever known? I wanted to confront him, I wanted to find out what the hell was happening to me, but instead, I focused on the only thing I know how to do: control. I didn't want any female to touch him, nor any bastard to see him. I wanted to make him invisible to the rest of the world, keep him isolated so that my brain would see him as a nobody and stop obsessing over him. But I made the mistake of underestimating the boldness of my younger brother. Rusty always looked for a place to fit in, whether it was making bets to fuck three girls in a day or ext

His chest felt tight, a knot of anxiety twisting with each beat of hisheart. His hands trembled, the tremors betraying the turmoil inside. His pulse hammered, a chaotic mix of pain, want, and something else—something he wasn't ready to name, something that felt dangerously like hope, a traitorous "icker in the darkness. Then, without thinking, driven by an impulse he didn't understand, a desperate need to contain the chaos, to shut out the world, he grabbed the chain. The metal wascold and rough against his skin as he yanked, the heavy bay door groaning in protest as it began its descent.

she cried as she shoved his hands away. He sighed and smiled. "Ok, it's the boss' business. We run drugs which I know you're quite aware of" he said "I know, but why the gunshots?" She asked. " Ok, a package was delivered to my boss tonight by a drug Lord called Ak Forzan. My boss sabotaged the deal and took out his men who delivered the package" he explained "Why? I thought there are ethics to this game" she said in surprise and he laughed. "My boss doesn't stick to the rules nor does he consider the ethics of the business. He's more dangerous and brutal than what you can think of" he explained.

Peter also left his credit card on the table to cover the cost of our orders. I didn’t follow them because I already know what exactly is going to happen next. I was just at our table while drinking all by myself until I get drunk. Another man came up to me. When the man sat next to me, he aggressively put his hands on my breast, cupping them. I couldn’t move properly because I am now tipsy. He pulled me closer to him. I can smell his alcoholic smell. His left hand suddenly brushed up against my thigh. When I felt his touch on my womanhood, my eyes widened as I stared at him with cold eyes. I hurriedly rose and walked away from the man. I pay for our orders before I left.

It was an image of Scarlet’s face. Caitlin felt her stomach roll with anguish. How had her daughter’s face come to be on this ancient text in a lost vampire library? Once again, she thought of destiny. It was as though everything had already been decided. No, it was more than that. If felt as though everything that was happening now had already happened before, as if they were living in a constant loop with history swirling round and round, repeating ad infinitum. The life she was living was just one cycle, one in which the outcome had been predicted before, but was not set in stone. She could change the premonitions and prophecies. Whatever was supposed to happen, she still had control over

It was the most abandoned place of the city and she was aware that crimes do happen here. His eyes were cold grey, he looked young and handsome but she can see the evilness on his face. How can someone be so handsome yet so cruel? He was the main, may be the leader, that's what she thought. That handsome criminal pulled out a knife and sliced that man's throat. Sarah was about to scream but a large hand got wrapped around her mouth and muffled her voice.

Her family is a major branch of the bratva, they handle the quality check of our ammunitions we distribute. She was skilled with guns, highly skilled.... My history with her made my blood curl beneath my skin. I was oblivious to her true nature back then but the moment I sensed something off with her head, I broke it off. She came with this mask of a sweet girl who was sheltered by the Morozova family. Our proximity in the bratva brought us close, I was immediately captivated by her from the first sight. Just like Josephine, I became obsessed, possessive and I wanted her for myself. She fell for me, hard but my feelings for her never went deeper than physical...she was more of a possession t