Drug Or Dragged

In this life, I told my father I didn't want to marry Leon Williams. I'd rather marry his half-brother instead. My father was shocked—after all, everyone in town knew I had been obsessed with Leon for ten whole years. But in my previous life, I only discovered the truth as I lay dying in childbirth: the baby I carried wasn't even mine. It belonged to Leon and the struggling medical student he'd been secretly funding. The cruelest part? They conceived it using the drug I had developed. After my death, the three of them lived happily ever after as one perfect little family. So in this life, I'm willingly stepping aside for them. I'm curious to see how their love affair works out without my drug. What I never expected was Leon's reaction when he saw his brother's ring on my finger—he completely lost it.

Aurora Cade: I am a true hybrid; half witch, half werewolf, my parents two opposing sides in a bloody war. A war which sent my mother fleeing to the human empire in order to protect me, her unborn child from the carnage, only to abandon me eleven years later. She bound my magic to my wolf, so it would go undetected until I turned eighteen, and she altered my appearance so I would be able to blend in with the humans. She gave me what I needed to survive, but the empire she left me in had other plans for me. Now I’m a prisoner, surrounded by enemies who could easily kill me before I’m strong enough to save myself. Samael Dema: I am the vampire king of Dema Mortem; the only king in the Dema line to ever be given the crown without a queen to rule by his side. My family, my council, and all those around me push and push me to choose a queen, but I refuse all candidates; none would have the stomach for the job anyway. I will not marry for political gain or status. Simply put, a pawn will never occupy my queen's throne. TRIGGER WARNINGS!: This book contains some dark material including, explicit descriptions of rape, violence, psychological abuse, gore, torture, murder, abortion, and drug use. There are also detailed sex scenes, some including kinks such as, breath play and knife play.

In a world teeming with danger, Nicole Parish's life takes an abrupt and forceful twist, leaving her at the mercy of a single man: Shane Ryder. For four years, Nicole's father kept her hidden away in the UK, determined to shield her from the perils that awaited her. Unbeknownst to her, her father's seemingly ordinary business fronted a notorious drug empire, and she was the coveted daughter of a dangerous drug lord. The truth remains concealed until the day she returns home, unravelling a web of chaos. Shane Ryder, the enigmatic kingpin of America's most powerful mafia, has long sought vengeance against Drake Parish. A betrayal born from a simple misunderstanding fuels his desire to see Drake pay. Nobody in America dares to cross Shane Ryder without facing dire consequences. He controls not just the underworld, but also the police and even the government. Nicole is a captivating beauty, with a complexion that hints at fiery passion and dark brown eyes that ensnare unsuspecting souls with a single glance. Shane, on the other hand, is a charismatic Greek god sent from the depths of hell, with icy, piercing blue eyes that freeze his enemies in their tracks. Ruthlessness defines him, and refusal is not an option. He is the epitome of a hardened badass, willing to go to any lengths to maintain his mafia's iron grip on American soil. She represents fire, while he personifies ice. The story unfolds as they clash with disdain, hurling insults and inflicting pain upon each other. One is drawn into a world darker than she ever imagined, while the other ruthlessly rules over his kingdom of shadows. Yet, what transpires between them defies expectations, as their relationship blossoms into something entirely unforeseen by both parties.

Vice and Victor have a plan. Five years in the spotlight to make their fortune, then move into the background, with their own record label. Fast and smart is their motto. Romance will have to wait, especially since their idea of an ideal romance, involves both of them and one woman. When their manager, Aaron, asks them to collaborate with a chart-topping popstar who wants to gravitate into rock, they are dubious. A frequent flyer in the gossip columns over the last twelve months with a history of drug and alcohol problems, they fear she will be difficult and volatile to work with. After being roofied by her music producer, Mirage has learnt the hard way that it is not an equal world. Without proof, she cannot pursue legal recourse, and she is locked into completing another album with her rapist. Meanwhile, Mr Rich has been feeding the industry lies about her having dependency on alcohol and drugs, and the gossip mags have seized upon the stories, slowly tearing her professional reputation into pieces. But Mirage is not a fragile damsel in distress, she is a pop-rock chick, and she is fighting back.

Isabella Parker is the perfectly imperfect girl with half parts sass and half parts innocence mixed with a perfect life. She has loving parents who adore her beyond anything, two younger siblings whom she loves beyond anything. She is in her graduation with 2 great friends, everything seems going perfect UNTIL ONE Day The day she gets kidnapped! One small favour to a classmate messes everything up? Or does it! Isabella has caught eye of an mysterious man, who wouldn't let her go. "LET ME GO" she shouted half scared as the man dragged and shoved her on a bed, she presumed. Obviously she presumed, she had a blindfold on from the moment she woke up. "The sooner you stop fighting the better for you" he replied in a calm voice. His voice did something to her. She held her tongue for a minute, not because she was going to stop fighting HELL NO! But because of what his voice reminded her of! His touch wasn't foreign neither his voice. WEIRD! "Didn't think that would work" he chuckled. "IT DIDN'T you fucking pig" she shouted struggling as he laughed. "Glad you are finding my misery funny" she growled. "No wonder Alex wanted to feed you off to his Piranhas" he laughed. Her entire body stilled at the thought. They wanted to kill her? but she couldn't hold her tongue now could she? "Then what am I still doing here?" She sassed. She could feel the tense in his posture even tho she couldn't see. It was getting hard to breath. She gasped when she felt his lips on her earlobe. He was so quiet. "Instead I decided you were mine to feed on!" He said in his sexy voice making her freeze.

Prologue : •"Im sorry, put the gun down" I say afraid, looking pleadingly into his eyes. " This gun?" He asks. "What if I don't want to?" he continues to ask as he cocks the gun. At this point I can feel tears start to form in my eyes. "Ad-Adri....pl-ease st-st-stop" I shakingly beg him "Stop what baby?" "Tell me what I should stop" he asks feigning confusion as he begins to slide the gun along my cheek, dragging it slowly from my temple all the way down to my lips. I'm so scared by what he's doing that I just start sobbing unable to hold my tears back any longer "Shh-shh-shh don't cry" he mockingly coos into my ear his breath fanning my skin. "What will you do for me if I stop?" "Any-anything, just just st-stop,ok" I hurriedly reply "Anything! Lucky me" he exclaims "hmm, I've got to think about this one" "Hmm? Oh I've got it" he continues as I nervously swallow wondering what he will ask of me.• □ This book is set in two timelines, the present day and 3 years ago. □ meet: Adriano Valencia Accused of Arms dealing, Drug distribution, Murder and possible mafia ties. 3 years ago the girl he loved betrayed him and almost destroyed him but, now he's hunting for her. Meet: Klara Davis She was just an innocent highschool student until Adriano showed up and ruined her life. And now almost 3 years later the he's back and more dangerous than ever, but what he doesn't know is that Klara's changed to. By Kerry Kerry **WARNING: THIS BOOK IS FOR A MATURE AUDIENCE 18+ **contains explicit language, profanity, extreme violence and sexual situations as well as some dark romance themes that sensitive readers may find disturbing! Reader discretion is advised.

Did she drug me? I'm scared. I woke up next to a man. It was Lucy's boyfriend, Mike Lightwood. There were cameras everywhere. But why? Why would Lucy do this? SLAP! My stepmom hits me hard. My face hurts. I'm crying. "How dare you stand there and smear mud on our family's name, you filthy whore?" she yells. "I-I do-don't know how it happened," I say. My lips are shaking.

“We granted you permission to have her in your . We are the reason you are even with such a perfect woman.” A sly smirk spread across his face. “Permission?” he chuckled. “You have it all wrong. I chose my own fate.” - After a one night stand, Sienna Chae-Soo would have never guessed that we would be dragged out of an abortion clinic by the cold billionaire that knocked her up. She is blackmailed into signing a contract stating they are married and forced to have his baby. As the billionaire warms to her loving touch, Sienna learns the secrets of his past that made him as he is today. Drama, revenge and passion all in one story. Will billionaire Declan Foster ever learn how to love? Only one this is clear, her protection is everything to him.

I've been married to Elliot Graves, the mafia drug lord in NYC, for the past eight years. But today—on our wedding anniversary—I received a photo of him with my best friend, Lila, celebrating as if they were the ones married. And in her arms was my son, Owen. I stared at the image, then typed out two words in reply. “How perfect.” Half a hour later, Elliot stormed through the front door. His voice thundered through the hallway. “Why do you always have to be so bitchy to Lila?” Owen, my own little boy, shoved at my leg and glared. “Bad Momma,” he said. “I wish Miss Lila was my real mommy.” I didn’t flinch. I simply walked over to the drawer, pulled out the crisp stack of papers I’d long prepared, and dropped them on the table with a quiet finality. “Alright,” I said, my voice calm. “It’s all my fault. Now, can I go?”

My husband, who was a drug enforcement police officer, personally got me into rehab. My son was cheering on the side, saying that he no longer had to see me under the influence for a long time. After I was discharged, I discovered my husband moved in with his lover and our son. I begged him to come back and told him that someone would kill me. He did not believe me. Instead, he said coldly, “If you die, you better end up in a trash can. Otherwise, I’d have to deal with your body.” My son cheered at the side. “Mommy is finally gone!” After a week, I was dismembered. My body parts were found in multiple trash cans. He was the police in charge of the case.