Dd Warren Books In Order

"You're so beautiful the stars would cry" He whispered against her neck, sending shivers down to her spine... What happens when the Duke Elijah develops and unhealthy obsession towards his brother's wife? And is willing to do anything to have her all for himself. [MATURE CONTENT, R@PE, ABUSE, VIOLENCE] | this is my story! My imagination so do not copy it| PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

Trying to escape her dark past, Elisha moves to the island of Lai’eloa, hoping for a fresh start. On her first night on the island, she shares a brief, but insanely hot kiss with the sexy Jordan McAlister. Unsure of his relationship status and not wanting to start something new so soon, she blows him off. After his chance meeting with Elisha, playboy Jordan is confused about how he feels about her. He knows there’s something special about her, but he’s never been in an actual relationship before. So, he does something he’s never done for any other woman; He pursues her. Can Jordan and Elisha find a happily ever after together? Or will those who hide in the shadows keep them apart? Content Warning–This book contains dark scenes, including drug use, stalking, kidnapping, suggestions of rape/S.A., and death. This book is rated R18+. All names and places are works of fiction, and this work is under the copyright of the author. #DarkRomance #R18+ #FemaleLead #PainfulLove #Steamy #Betrayal #Obsession #Posessive #Jealousy

Shah Zain was holding her with one hand while opening his shirt button with the other hand. Meanwhile, he didn't let Minal separate from him for a moment. "Shah Zain please, it's not right time, it's too early." She was trying hard to control her unsteady condition, but who was listening to her? "Nothing is early Minal.... and today you can't stop me..... because today you himself come close to me." He picks her up in his arms and lays her on the bed. He bends on Minal while saying that. Feeling his lips on her neck, Minal feels like losing herself. "Shah Zain please....." For the last time, she tried to free herself from his hold. But Shah Zain again stops her from uttering anything. He just wants to feel Minal's closeness with himself. He wants to say how much he loves her.

This Christmas, Elora discovers the one thing more dangerous than the monster in the snow… is the truth buried in her blood. When Elora returns to her family’s remote winter lodge for the holidays, she expects awkward dinners, annoying relatives, and too much peppermint hot chocolate. She doesn’t expect glowing eyes watching her from the forest or a beautiful, terrifying stranger whispering her name through the storm. They call him “The Winter King” a forbidden, ancient being who chooses one mortal bride every generation. A bride he marks.A bride he claims. A bride he hunts. And this year, he chooses her. As secrets erupt, doors splinter, and frost creeps beneath her skin, Elora is forced into a deadly game of desire and survival. Her uncle reveals the truth: their bloodline has been hiding from the Winter King for centuries and LIORA was never supposed to exist long enough for him to find. But he has found her and he will never stop.Because the moment he spoke her true name,she became his. Now, trapped between a family that lied to protect her and a dark, magnetic creature determined to claim her soul, Liora must decide,it's either she Runs,Fight,or surrender to the forbidden bond pulling her toward him… even as the snow outside turns red.

I never meant to fall for him. When I took the job at Mr. Grey’s mansion, I only wanted a quiet life. Clean, cook, keep my head down, and earn my money. Nothing more. But then I met him. Mr. Grey was nothing like I expected, he wasn’t cruel or careless like the rich men I’d heard about. He was calm, strong and Kind in a way that caught me off guard. The more I watched him, the more I wanted to understand him. He rarely smiled, he kept his distance. But there was something in his silence, something gentle, something real. Slowly, I started to care. Then I started to feel something more. And just when I thought I had figured out my heart, and started winning his That was when his son, Adam, appeared. Bold, playful, and dangerously curious about me. The kind of man who likes trouble and causes it. Now I’m caught between duty and desire. Between a man whose heart I’m starting to love and another who’s trying to pull me away from it. This is my story. A story of quiet longing, forbidden feelings, and the one man who sees me like no one else.

««« WARNING »»»NOVEL INI MENGANDUNG UNSUR 19+ BAGI YANG BELUM MEMENUHI ⨂, TOLONG BIJAKLAH DALAM MEMBACA BEST REGARDS ****Namanya Jiyan, memiliki sebuah dendam karena tragedi masa lalunya. Masa lalu yang mengekangnya dalam rasa ketakutan, kesalahan dan dendam. Kematian sang ayah kala itu begitu menampar Jiyan. Dan di dalam hati kecilnya, ia akan melakukan hal yang sama dengan siapa pembunuh sang ayah. Namun, di tengah usahanya. Ia malah bertemu dengan Dhava, lelaki yang dulu pernah membantunya dalam masa keterpurukannya. Namun ketika kembali dipertemukan, Jiyan menganggap bahwa Dhava adalah sama dengan ayah lelaki itu. Sosok yang sudah membunuh ayahnya. Lalu, apakah Jiyan bisa memaafkan Dhava, kekasih sekaligus anak dari orang yang sudah membunuh sang ayah? Atau akan tetap membalaskan penderitaannya selama ini?

I've been married to Shawn Ford for three years, and he's humiliated and insulted me throughout. When he's with his friend, he brags, "The woman my Uncle Cameron can't have is licking my boots. I want to laugh whenever I see her sucking up to me." It wouldn't ever occur to him that I'm frequently in his uncle's bed, covered in hickeys and love bites he leaves on my body.

Natuklasan ni Jenna na ang BF niya ay isang gold digging fake. Naglasing siya and she passed out. Topher, another artist from work and a pretty handsome hunk, came to the rescue. Nang magising siya ay nasa bahay na siya nito, and he took care of her because he didn't know where else to bring her. Invited na makasama ito sa lonesome nitong Christmas Eve, she stayed. Nalaman niyang pareho silang broken-hearted, and one thing led to another… by morning they are lovers. Gumanti si Jenna sa kanyang manlolokong ex saka umalis para magbakasyon sa Bali. When she came back, she realized she couldn't forget Topher and their time together. Pero ang kaba niya na baka hindi sila pareho ng nararamdaman ay nawala sa unang sandali pa lang na nagkita silang muli, when he welcomed her with his hot, delicious brand of kiss. They couldn't get back to bed fast enough. Situations seem to help them to continue their fling secretly… and she told herself it was just rebound… nag-e-enjoy lang sila. They both deserve it. And yet, she is starting to feel like she couldn’t let him go anymore. And the problem with rebounds is they have an ex they couldn't move on from… you know. And Topher's ex wanted him back…

Tiffany, a bold, unapologetically Black woman with a mouth that rarely misses, suddenly finds herself trapped inside a tragic romance novel-as the second female lead, Deja Moreau. Her mission? Break off her engagement to one of the wealthiest men in the story, either become the most beloved or the most hated character, and walk away with a cool $20 million. Sounds simple... right? However her inner thoughts are suddenly not-so-private, and the story's main characters aren't following the script. Can she cause enough chaos to escape this love story with the bag? Or will the book rewrite her instead?

The doctor said I only had three days left to live. Acute liver failure. My only hope was an experimental clinical trial. It was extremely risky, but had the faintest sliver of a chance to survive. But my husband, David, gave the last available spot... to my adopted sister, Emma, also my daughter’s godmother. Her condition was still in its early stages. He said it was the "right decision," because she “deserved to live more.” I signed the papers to forgo treatment and took the high-dose painkillers prescribed by the doctor. The cost? My organs would shut down, and I would die. When I handed over the jewelry company I’d poured my heart into, along with all my designs, to Emma, my parents praised me, saying, “Now that’s what a good big sister should do.” When I agreed to divorce David so he could marry Emma, he said, “You’ve finally learned to be understanding.” When I told my daughter to call Emma ‘Mom,’ she clapped her hands and said, “Emma is such a gentle and kind mother!” When I gave all my assets to Emma, everyone in the family thought it was only natural. No one noticed anything was wrong with me. I’m just curious. Will they still be able to smile when they find out I'm dead?