Crazy Love Book Awe Factor Novels & Stories

On every holiday, Blake would surprise me with thoughtful gifts, eager to show me off to his friends. When we were apart, he'd text "I miss you" countless times a day. He'd also seethe with jealousy if anyone so much as looked at me, his eyes burning with rage. Once, he told me, "Karen, do you know? My family is full of twisted monsters. You're the only one who's ever shown me what true love really is." Blake's insecurities ran deep. He constantly needed reassurance, asking me over and over if I still loved him.

Unspoken waves surged in Celine's heart, rushing down like a waterfall from a great height. She read that line with a quivering chest, filled with a mix of emotions—joy, gratitude, and even a hint of happiness. Was this what they called love? Even without a meeting, a simple line from him could shake her heart. Even without his voice, a string of characters could sway her feelings. Truly, the power of that one feeling, called love, was magnificent.

I said; and stormed out seething. I couldn’t believe it. I thought something horrible had occurred. I couldn’t believe that my father caused this. I couldn’t believe my mother fell for his tricks again. Was that what love was all about? Being foolish?? Being foolish all the damn time? If so, miss me with that bullshit.

But here I am opening up to a woman I thought I would just use and dump. I find myself putting my trust in her, and even my guards have realised that I have a soft spot for her. She's the only woman I allow to talk back to me. And I love it when she does it. She's driving me insane. And she smells so sweet. I always want to sniff her sweet caramel scent whenever I'm close to her. I thought I would finally be able to think straight after fucking her but that was a terrible idea because now I cannot get her out of my head at all

Sneak Peek: The Cornwall’s Core [Book 2 of The Elemental Lovers series] Barbara Brown’s POV After I heard Lea’s speech about her sister’s wedding, I could not keep my tears from flowing. It was so beautiful and memorable. She was one good speaker. “toast,” I shouted as she toasted for her sister and Amber came running at her. I smiled before I smiled at them.

He points to the table, Anaya nodding walking to it throwing the papers in the bin, putting the whiskey away and the glass in the sink, her eyes picking up the notepad and reading. Fingers stay still with a pen held tight As I try to wake up my mind That is flying high I rip the covers off To try to let in some light As the sun fades out of sight. I search for my soul To try to feel something. As it hides from my mind. Anaya shakes her head, turning the page over. Her eyes scan the page as she reads the words. Earthquakes begin beneath my feet A small tremor is just the beginning As the after quakes spread wide

CEO's room. The familiar dark aura welcomes our presence. Avery makes herself comfortable while I remain standing confused. "You're crazy in your way really. How are you going to stand while begging? You should be on your knees if you are so desperate" Mr. CEO's emotionlessly voice comes from besides the window.

➖➖➖➖ EPIGRAPH ' He was the devil but his love roared louder Then his demon ' ➖➖➖➖➖ °•°•°•°•°•° ➖➖➖➖➖ INSPIRATION This book is inspired by Alan Walker's song ' Lily ' I was listening to the song and suddenly the Idea of writing this book popped in my mind ➖➖➖➖➖ °•°•°•°•°•° ➖➖➖➖➖ DISCLAIMER This is the first book of DARK MAFIA ROMANCE Series This book contains: - Mature content - Vulgar language - physical abuse Some chapters can trigger or make you feel uncomfortable so read at your own risk This book is 18+. I have no control over your choice of sexual reading content but you have been warned. ➖➖➖➖➖

With all my love and appreciation, Your Author ✨

She paused, taken aback by Arielle’s sudden enthusiasm. “Even if it means Mom crying all night,” Estelle chimed in from across the room, rolling her eyes dramatically. Crystal shot her a mock glare and defended herself. “You don’t understand the beauty of a good book. So what if it’s sad? If the author can move you to ugly tears, it means they have written something truly special.” She turned back to Arielle, her expression softening. “That’s what makes this book so good.” “I couldn’t agree more,” Arielle said, nodding fervently. Her eyes sparkled with admiration. “Maa, have you tried Chains of Desires by the same author? If you loved this one, there are so many others you’d enjoy!”