Deadly Attraction Novels & Stories

To cover the company’s financial hole, Nathan resorted to taking out high-interest loans but ended up being hunted by debt collectors and sold to a remote mountainous region in South Ramsey. Amelia immediately abandoned Nathan after the scandal and became the mistress of another tycoon, only to be discovered by the latter’s wife, who brutally beat her, leaving her disabled. Alex, on the other hand, tried to earn money while dodging creditors, eventually working as an escort at a club. Last month, he was hospitalized by a wealthy client and is now bedridden. Sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the city lights, I couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

She walked towards the back gate slowly, and instantly she halted on seeing a dark figure. Her heart beat froze on seeing the same murderer she saw the other day at the lonely path. The hat! The dangerous Look! The grin on his face! The posture! The physique! It was all that could describe Lucifer right now as he pocketed his hands dangerously. Tatiana eyes widened in horror on seeing that same man she had ran away from, she felt helpless and scared at the moment as her breathing seized instantly. Oh No!!!

She took the paper with trembling hands, her eyes scanning Queenie's name and the time of death written in stark black and white. Her face went deathly pale, and she stumbled back. The death certificate slipped from her hands and fell to the ground. "No… No, it's impossible. Queenie can't be dead. How could she be dead? Xavier, what kind of nanny did you hire to watch her?"

“And since what I want at the moment is you, you better hope that wedding takes place. There's nothing I want more than to tie you up and bury myself so deep inside you that you’d blackout.” I swear my legs are about to give out. My skin is burning, my pulse hammering in my throat. I've never felt this kind of animal attraction before—this raw, primal need that overpowers reason, morality, loyalty. It's nothing like the sweet ache I feel for Finn. This is something darker, more dangerous, and infinitely more terrifying. "Get away from me," I whisper. "Take the deal, Sloane." I'm trembling. My brain is screaming run, but my body is leaning into him like a traitorous little bitch.

Dangerous attraction...a type of attraction that just led to destruction and nothing else. Also, the best way to describe Aria and Noah's story. A tale of revenge...that started years ago but it also kept going on for years that followed. The fire that was once caused by hate and kept going on the cause of the same reason. Sam had started that war. He killed the woman he loved cause she fell in love with someone else. All he wanted was power so that he could rule the world.

" Santiago asked him through the phone (How long are you going to stay in London) His work had already finished here. The men were caught and killed. If it was any other time, he would have left the country the very day his work had finished but not this time. This time he had got a reason to stay. He stayed for her. He had never felt this attracted to anyone before. The girl was a seductress. Her innocence, being her most lethal weapon. He craved her with a fierce need. "por qué," Killian asked, leaning back in his chair

Night after night, my father was haunted by visions of my sister, a side effect of the mushrooms he had consumed. His sanity was fraying at the edges. In a sudden frenzy, he stormed into the kitchen, seized a knife, and unleashed a violent onslaught on the figure in my sister's clothes. I watched through the crack of my door, heart in my throat, before slipping out to flip the circuit breaker. Light flooded the room, revealing the horror of what he had done—his mother lay lifeless, and his eyes met mine, full of realization and horror.

She is the epitome of betrayal and lust, using people like pawns to get what she wants. Unit 3 - The Clean-Up Team, Dimitri who's got piercings all over his face click his tongue while looking smug. Dimitri is blunt and unflinching, a man hardened by years of dirty work. He’s built by war, his hands scarred from countless operations. His voice is rough, and he doesn’t sugarcoat anything. He is known for being meticulous since he ensures nothing is left behind when he cleans.

"The clock is winding, down to the wire A fatal finale… fire, desire." Delilah smiled to herself, thinking of Marco. This is for you. For what they almost took from us.

“While I was watching her and telling myself it was only about finding him.” Lenny’s fingers tightened. “He sold me twice. First to the courts. Then to the people who wanted you dead. I want him breathing when we find him. Long enough to understand exactly what that cost.” The possessive thing that lived under my ribs snarled agreement. I turned my head and looked at her fully. Even exhausted, blood-spattered, and running on pure will, she was the most dangerous soft target the pure blood and the Irish had ever tried to use. They had simply not understood what happened when the fuse refused to stay lit for anyone but herself.