Cracked Bleeding Knuckles

“You cannot love me, Enora. I had told you that you couldn’t.” His brown eyes were almost popping out of their sockets, he yanked his hand away from mine and took a step backward, ruffling his brunette hair, he cursed. I love this man. “You cannot love me, I am your best friend’s father.” “But I can fuck my best friend’s father?” My voice cracked in disbelief, is this what my life is now? I had tears in my eyes, it’s always been like this since I met him, yet I love him. ~~ It was summer break and Enora had just gotten the job of filling in for the personal assistant of Mr Wright , her best friend's father. It was a thirty-day business trip that started with a kiss, then sex, and then love. Enora couldn’t help but fall head over heels for her best friend's father, he’s the first man to ever treat her like a princess, but Nathan has other intentions which didn’t include loving her.

Cast out into the bitter storm, Pearl Davis-Malone can't help but wonder what forces are against her. After 4years she finally gets the good news! She’s pregnant and can't wait to tell her husband Logan. But fate has an unexpected twist, her husband finds her kissing his brother Liam in his office. But that’s not all her husband’s P.A That little witch Devina Daniels is pregnant with his child and she’s to be the new Mrs Davis-Malone. Thrown out of her own home, she’s stuck bleeding heavily in the rain, she runs into a terrible accident. Things change when she’s stuck owing her saviour Mafia Don, Nico D’Angelo a dangerous favour, a favour that can cost her her life. Read on to find out more….

On my third day driving for a ride-hailing app, I picked up a female passenger who was completely wasted. Early the next morning, the police knocked on my door. At the station, the woman pointed straight at my face and screamed, "It was this driver! He raped me while I was drunk in the car. I’m still bleeding down there!" Her boyfriend lunged at me, trying to punch me, but the officers restrained him. People at the station started pulling out their phones to record, shouting insults like "scumbag" and "pervert" at me. An officer who wore a gloomy face asked, "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" I calmly took off my baseball cap. I even thought about unbinding my chest. "Officer, there’s something I’m really curious about. I’m a woman. With what, exactly, would I have made her bleed?"

Opening her eyes after a slight concussion in her head, Mia realized that she was in bed with a strange man, both naked and hugging each other tightly on a messy bed that reeked of sex. While Mia was in a state of mental panic, Mia's husband Andy led a group of people to storm into the room. They accused her of adultery and deprived Mia of all her rights and assets after the divorce. Not stopping there, Andy hired a group of people to drive Mia to death to cover up his heinous crime. God has mercy on the innocent, Mia probably used up all her luck in this life to crawl out of hell. Her body was covered with terrible wounds that were bleeding drop by drop. Suddenly, a hand reached out in front of Mia. A familiar voice rang out, he said. "Do you want to take revenge on your bastard husband? I will help you."

There is a medical dispute at the hospital. A patient's family member comes at us swinging a knife. Without hesitating, I push my husband, Maxwell Conner, out of the way. But then, he grabs my hand and pulls me in front of his beloved junior, Karina Burton. The knife plunges straight into my abdomen, killing the baby I had just conceived. As my horrified colleagues cry and rush me toward the ICU, Maxwell violently pulls me off the gurney. He barks, "Save Karina first! If anything happens to her, I'll fire every last one of you!" The doctors are stunned and furious. "Maxwell, have you lost your mind? Karina only suffered a minor injury. Your wife is the one in critical condition!" Clutching my bleeding abdomen, I nod slowly. "It's fine. Just forget it." Maxwell, I owe you nothing after this.

Aria once believed in forever—until her husband Zane Callahan shattered her world with a divorce that felt like a death sentence. Broken, betrayed, and bleeding from the loss of their unborn child, she disappeared into the shadows and rebuilt herself as a one-week wife-for-hire. No strings. No scars. No emotions. Until Kane Callahan walked in. He needed a bride to inherit his dying father's empire. She needed one more contract before vanishing again. But one thing neither expected? The tangled past that bound them—because Kane is Zane’s estranged brother. Aria swore she would never love again. Kane swore he would never forgive. But secrets don’t stay buried. And neither do hearts that never truly stopped beating. By Monday, the contract ends. By Monday, someone will break! By Monday, a love built on lies might just be the only truth worth saving.

Albern Barnard, a man of British and Indonesian descent who became King of the Mafia in Italy, but under the guise of a businessman in Indonesia. Albern, who is called King AB by his men, is currently hunting an Indonesian man named Reno. He wants to avenge his sister's death because of Reno's betrayal. Albern killed Reno in front of his heavily pregnant wife. Reno's wife's name is Harnum. Albern's bloody tragedy against Reno in front of Harnum caused the woman to contract. Harnum asked Albern for help, but Albern ignored her. This caused Harnum to experience heavy bleeding, which ultimately resulted in her womb experiencing a stillbirth. Harnum really hated Albern for his actions, but Albern didn't let Harnum go, he instead locked Harnum in an old house in the forest. Every day he tortured Harnum.

Dave and Evelyn were step-siblings who were bound by their parents’ marriage. “You wouldn’t dare abort my child! After everything I’ve done to ensure you get pregnant,” Dave snarled, his eyes burning with fury as he grabbed Evelyn by her hair, yanking her head back. His lips crashed against hers with brutal force. Tears streaked her face as she struggled against him. “We’re siblings, Dave! I can’t have your child. How do you think our parents will react to this? How can they live with this shame?” Evelyn’s voice cracked, trembling with desperation. “I don’t give a fuck about them or what anyone thinks,” he spat, his grip tightening. “You know the rule. Abort my child, and I’ll make sure your father’s blood stains the earth. Don’t test me, dear sister. You know I’ll do it.” Will she disobey Dave and risk the life of the man who raised her, or will she let the child of a forbidden bloodline grow within her?

“…I’m the only one who gets to treat you like that, Pearce. You are mine, and I do not take too kindly to those who want to share in what’s mine…” ****************************************************************** Anthony Pearce and Blake Lindell have been locked in a feud for as long as they can remember. The spark that ignited their rivalry? Well, that depends on which side of the clay you ask. You’d think their parents’ constant meddling or the time they spend together on the basketball court would help smooth things over, but nope—this relationship remains stubbornly unshaped. Everything changes, though, when Blake is forced to ditch the court and take up pottery—Anthony’s territory, where he’s the undisputed “King of Clay.” Now, tasked with the mission of getting Blake up to speed before graduation, Anthony has to spend even more time in close quarters with his rival. Will they be able to sculpt their fractured friendship back into a masterpiece, or is their bond too cracked and brittle to repair? And when a buried secret surfaces about the rumor that shattered Anthony’s ninth-grade year, will it soften their hardened hearts or leave them shattered beyond the kiln’s fix? One thing’s for sure—things are about to get messy.

“You really think a chrome leash makes me yours?” Timothy’s voice was a jagged shard of glass, his pulse thrumming frantically against the cold metal of the Blackwell collar. Kan leaned in, the scent of expensive bourbon and gunpowder clinging to him. He captured Timothy’s chin, forcing those defiant lavender eyes to meet his own. “It doesn’t make you mine, little ghost. It just keeps you still long enough for me to show you why you’ll never want to leave.” Behind him, Gideon’s shadow fell over them both, heavy and suffocating. “Careful, Kan,” the enforcer rumbled, his knuckles still stained with the blood of the men who’d tried to stop them. “He’s a reaper. He doesn't want a home. He wants a body count.” One Ghost. Two Predators. No Escape. Timothy Gal is a shadow. A high-level operative for the Nash Rebellion, he’s spent his life as a nameless tool in the war-torn Sopttyi District. He doesn’t feel, he doesn’t miss, and he certainly doesn't belong to anyone. But when a routine surveillance mission in Saati Town goes south, he catches the eye of the two most dangerous men in the Blackwell Mafia. Gideon Blackwell is the muscle—a man of controlled violence and territorial hunger. Kan Nelblack is the mind—a predator with a silver tongue and a taste for absolute submission. They don’t just want Timothy’s secrets. They want his soul.