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A year ago, my life was simple. I was just Ariel Anthony…a regular college student, cheerleader with decent grades, daughter of a struggling baker, and recently appointed step-sister to a guy I barely knew. Nothing special. Then came the storm. Not just the thunderstorm that trapped me in Professor Grayson's apartment that night, but the storm that followed. The one that's still raging around me, that I created. They don't warn you about men like Luther Grayson in freshman orientation. They don't tell you how a single glance from the right person can make you question everything you thought you knew about yourself. About what you want. About what you'd risk to get it. They also don't warn you about guys like Ethan Cross, with his perfect smile hiding something dark. The kind of guy who's used to getting what he wants and doesn't understand the meaning of the word "no." And no one, absolutely no one…prepares you for what it feels like when the person who's supposed to be your brother looks at you with something else in his eyes. Mom once said I had a gift for making complicated situations worse. If she only knew. My phone buzzed beside me, and I glanced down to see Luther's name on the screen. My heart still jumps every time, even when I'm aware of what could happen if people learned about the two of us. I should ignore it. I should block his number, focus on my classes, help Mom with the bakery, and pretend none of this ever happened. But I'm already reaching for the phone. That's the thing about crossing lines… once you step over them, it's almost impossible to step back. And I've crossed so many lines now, I can't even see where I started.

"Don't waste your time doing those." I heard his deep voice behind me as l accidentally dropped the spoon in my hand. "I-I wanted to make you breakfast." I replied in a timid voice, a little higher than a whisper. "I'm not hungry." He grumbled as he walked past me to settle on a stool. "Okay." I mumbled as I stood there like a statue not knowing what to do next. "You look hot in that dress." He smirked as he poured some scotch into a glass cup before taking a sip. "it's a pity I don't see you as a woman." "what do you see me as then?" | asked as I blinked away the tears forming in my eyes. "Just a pet." he shrugged. "not my fault your parents sold you to me." "What are you talking about? I'm your wife." I say as l glared at him. "Really? who told you that?" "My parents told me you loved me that was why you married me." My voice broke as I remembered how my parents convinced me into agreeing to our marriage. "Well, your parents lied." *************** Priscilla williams was forced into an arranged marriage because of her parent's debt to powerful mafia king Alfonso de Luca. Alfonso is known to be a cold and powerful person who thinks love is a man's weakness but what happens when Priscilla slowly becomes his weakness.

“What do you want, Aria?” I swallow hard, my palms sweaty. “I need to talk to you. About... us.” His look doesn’t alter, and for a second, I worry if he’s just going to walk away again. But he doesn’t. Instead, he straightens up, his gaze never leaving mine. “There is no ‘us,’ Aria,” he replies, his voice flat and cold. I feel a knot building in my throat, but I go forward. “You felt it, didn’t you? The tie between us. You can’t refute it.” He approaches closer, and for a minute, I think I see something flicker in his eyes, something that nearly seems like sorrow. But it’s gone as swiftly as it appeared. “You’re not my mate, Aria,” he replies, his voice tightening. “Don’t fool yourself.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut. I take a step back, my vision fading as the weight of his rejection slams over me. My heart feels like it’s being pulled apart, piece by piece. How can he say that? How can he deny what’s so painfully clear to me? “Damian, I...” I whispered, but he cut me off, his voice colder than ever. “I don’t want you, Aria. You mean nothing to me.” And with that, he turns and goes away, leaving me standing there, crushed.

“What do you think you’re doing? Let me go!” I hissed in fear. Someone might see us like this. “Happily married? I don’t think that’s the case,” he said instead of releasing me. His voice carried anger now. “I’m a married woman!” My voice trembled with fear and nervousness as I struggled, but it was useless. He easily caught both of my hands in one of his. “Married, yes. But not happily,” he said, not caring about my desperate pulling. “Please… let me go. Someone will see us,” I pleaded in a low, shaking voice. “You have beautiful eyes,” he said suddenly, his voice deep and strange, making my pulse quicken. Marceline never imagined she would experiment with betrayal. But after seeing her husband tangled in the arms of her closest friend, she let herself taste what it felt like to sin. What began as one night of reckless desire soon turned into many nights of fiery passion and dangerous obsession—an affair she could not escape. Yet even while indulging in forbidden pleasure, Marceline swore never to grant her husband what he wanted. Divorce. Philip would never be free. Anastasia would never have the happiness of standing by his side. If they wanted to play with her heart, she would play with their lives. In this game of marriage, passion, and betrayal...only she decides who wins.

"Run Athena, Run!" the arrogant voice I can hear all over the place. "Or else I devour you. Make you mine. Only Mine. I don't care if you don't love me back. You have no choice. I choose you to be mine!" I run but only the monster voice approaching me. I scream for a help but only his demonic laugh I can hear. Until I stumble. I am about to raise again in my foot but as I lifted my gazed, he was standing in front of me. "I have three words for you. This is only your option. COME WITH ME." @Death Wish Cover is not mine, all respect and praise to the owner. You may also read my other novels: Taming the Dangerous CEO The Devilish Billionaire Fated to Marry the Devil Thank you so much and Enjoy!

"Don't try to get away from me little hellcat." His voice is soft and pressing, but his eyes, they bleed black again. "Let go, just please let me go." My voice breaks and tears stream down my face, there is no way out of this, no escape, no freedom, no nothing. - To save her father's life from a dept collector, Nikki agrees to marry the man. She soon finds out he is very different from anything she ever imagined. Thrown into a new world, a new family and a new life, how will she cope? Will she find love in this new place and when push comes to shove, will she fight for her new family? Trigger warnings: This novel contains intense scenes of violence, doubtful consent, kidnapping, abuse and a male lead so morally deranged you can't help but love him.

She died with betrayal in her chest… and came back with vengeance in her veins. Vivian Emmanuella Davis thought death was the end until she woke up three years in the past, armed with nothing but a scar and the memory of the night that changed everything. This time, she's not the naive girl easily fooled by fake friends and a ruthless ex. She's fire wrapped in silk, ready to rewrite her fate. Xander Blake—enigmatic, powerful, and dangerously irresistible. One night. No names. No faces. No promises. Until fate brings them back together… not as strangers, but as boss and secretary. When Xander offers her a marriage contract with secrets of his own, the lines between business and desire blur. But in a world full of deception and second chances, Emma must decide: Is she falling for the man… or the trap?

Evania, a driven editor, finds her world upended when a desperate lie by her formidable boss, Jonathan Walter, thrusts her into the glittering facade of a fake relationship. Their charade is a desperate gambit to thwart a strategic marriage between Jonathan and the powerful Yelena Starkov, daughter of a Russian oligarch, a union that promises to reshape their media empire. But as the lines between pretense and passion blur, a devastating betrayal leaves Evania with a secret that will forever bind her to Jonathan. Years later, a chance encounter reveals a truth that shatters Jonathan's carefully constructed world, forcing him to confront the consequences of his ambition. Can a love born of deception survive the venomous machinations of a scorned heiress and the ghosts of a broken past? Will Jonathan find redemption, and can Evania ever truly forgive the man who broke her heart, even as he fights for their future?

Caught between a best friend’s betrayal, a man who awakens desires she can’t control and the husband she promised forever, she finds herself trapped in a dangerous game where the lines between love and loyalty blur. Meet Ava Moore, an elegant businesswoman who had it all. The power, the house, the beauty, heck! The corner office as CEO of TMPInc. Until one reckless night that shattered everything… One forbidden touch turned into nights of fiery love making in tangled sheets, where passion and sweat mixed and desires that knew no boundaries refused to be silenced. As her world crumbles in her face, she must make a choice. Would she choose passion and desire over love and respect or risk losing everything she’s worked so hard to build?

"Run all you want, little wild rose… but you’ll never escape me." Nirvana’s life was supposed to be simple…until betrayal sold her to the devil himself. RAyNe St Trinity is cold, cruel, and untouchable, a man who rules the underworld with blood-stained hands and an unforgiving grip. Now, she’s his possession. A pawn in his ruthless game. She resists. He enjoys the challenge. She begs for freedom. He tightens his hold. But as the lines between obsession and desire blur, Nirvana realizes escaping RAyNe isn’t just impossible…it might be the last thing she wants. And when danger closes in, she’s forced to ask herself the one question that terrifies her most… What if the man she fears is the only one who can save her?