Drugs

His green eyes were shining in anger. He saw her standing there with that fucking gangster. Fury and jealousy were running through his veins. His eyes drifted down and noticed the hand which was gripping her waist. His fingers turned into a fist. He was ready to kill him. He saw them going and pulling away in car. Where the fuck is he taking her? He turned and threw a punch on the wall hardly. Grabbing his bag he ran and ran til he reached in his room but her memories came rushing in his head. Everything in his room was a reminder of her. Her scent was still floating in the air. Her tinkling giggle echoed in his ears. But why? Why is he jealous? Why is he angry? He was the one who betrayed her, destroyed her, made fun of her love. Now why her moving on with another man is killing him inside? He is the god of his own world. He is The Eric Knight. It was never a fairytale. Fate collided them and started a story full of- fight, love, romance, betrayal and hate. And in between all this, entered a Gangster, who kills people and sells drugs but is sexy like a devil. One's Obsession and other's Possession. A story full of passion, but The game spins and their fates as well.

I'm betrothed to Hylton Miller from the moment I'm born. For as long as I can remember, he protects and loves me like I'm already his wife. Even if I get a tiny splinter on my hand, he holds it carefully as he gently clips it away. That is, until the young woman his family sponsors offends a client and is about to be sent to Zubania. He drugs me with a glass of wine. When I wake up, I'm in a foreign country and trapped in an illegal factory. Here, I endure inhuman abuse, torment, even humiliation... At my lowest, when despair almost swallows me whole, that sponsored young woman appears before me in a pristine, custom-made white gown. She smiles sweetly and presses the play button on a voice recording. And from the speaker comes the voice I long for every day and night. "It's fine. Alina's the young lady of the Winslet family—they won't do anything to her. But Priscilla? She's different. Worst case, I'll make it up to Alina when she gets back…" In that moment, it feels like someone tears my heart open with their bare hands.

Hilda Oakley, the charity case Mom and Dad take in, steals my family right out from under me. She slips drugs into me, driving me into a bipolar disorder. She turns me into someone who snaps and screams at Mom and Dad without meaning to. She paints me as someone rotten inside, as the bully at school, and as someone who'd shove her down the stairs at home. And because of that, my whole family turns on me. Mom calls me a bad seed. Dad says I'm no daughter of his. Then, they adopt Hilda and throw me out in the dead of winter. My bipolar flares. Naked, I sprint onto the rooftop and jump to my death. When I'm reborn, I realize I can make the thoughts in other people's heads audible. So, at the dinner table, I let Hilda's thoughts spill right before Mom and Dad. 'I kept that witch Valerie drugged for three years. She finally broke! They still don't suspect that Alex isn't really her brother. He's Susan's son. Once we poison Valerie's parents, the Coopers' fortune will belong to us.'

Nataliya Barsukov was raised to obey, molded by the iron fists of her father and brothers to be the perfect wife in a world ruled by men. But when she turns eighteen, she breaks their chains—and seizes their empire. Now, as the ruthless and enigmatic Queen of the Russian Mafia in Los Angeles, Nataliya rules her city with an iron will and a twisted code of honor. Those who know her identity are either fiercely loyal… or dead. Ryan Taylor is an undercover cop, fresh to LA and burning with purpose. His mission: infiltrate and dismantle the elusive mafia queen’s empire. But when he meets Nataliya—a woman as sharp as she is stunning, with the fire of a warrior and the grace of a dark Snow White—his world starts to blur. As Ryan is pulled deeper into her world, he begins to question everything. Nataliya doesn’t sell drugs to kids. She doesn’t traffic innocents. And the organs she harvests? Voluntary. In her own brutal way, she’s cleaning the streets more effectively than law enforcement ever has. Now Ryan must face the truth: justice isn’t black and white, and the real villains might be the ones wearing badges. Torn between duty and the woman he’s falling for, Ryan must decide—will he betray the queen… or fight for her?

“Can I know why I have been kidnapped, sir ?” She questioned in a low, but daring voice. “First of all, you weren’t kidnapped. You were sold off, so it’s merely a transaction.” He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. Drey’s sexual tension skyrocketed up in the air, and he almost couldn’t control himself at that moment. In his mind, he was groping her and having another round of hot sex right there on his work table, however, he was determined to make her life miserable for having the audacity to forget him and the amazing night they had just shared. He leaned further, and missed her lips by an inch going straight to her ears to whisper “Welcome to your worst nightmare.” The whisper sent shivers down Marie’s spines and her stomach churned from the proximity between her and the piece of art in front of her, and his strong thick voice resounding in her ears. After a one-night stand with the biggest Mafia boss in the state, unknowing Marie gets sold off to that same Mafia empire, and her once quiet life gets shaken up by a smoking hot man, violence, drugs and a surprise baby.

⚠️ WARNING: 18+ This story contains mature themes, strong language, emotional manipulation, possessive relationships, and explicit sexual content. Intended for adult readers only. Read at your own risk. When 19 year old Elias moves deeper into his wealthy stepfather Vane’s world, he’s already hiding a shameful obsession, years of stealing Vane’s clothes, breathing in his scent, and touching himself while whispering “Daddy.” His cruel stepbrother Cyrus catches him in the act, snaps proof, and blackmails Elias into becoming his secret, unwilling lover. Broken and desperate, Elias drugs Vane one night and offers himself completely. To his shock, Vane doesn’t stop him—he takes him hard, raw, and possessive, awakening a hunger in both of them that can’t be caged. That first forbidden night is explosive: Vane pins Elias to the rug, fills him deep, growls “Mine” against his throat as Elias comes undone, crying out “Daddy” while Vane thrusts until they both shatter. Now Elias is trapped between two dangerous men, one who degrades him with threats, and one who owns him with terrifying tenderness. He should hate it. Instead, he’s starting to crave being claimed by both.

It was all her fault. My life could have been simple—40-hour shifts at KFC, sneaking extra chicken crumbs, and binge-watching reality shows. But no. Instead, here I was, standing at the altar, saying I do to a man whose idea of “casual” involved drugs, women, and murder on speed dial. Thanks, Mom. Not only did she ruin my life, but she also sold it—traded me off to the deadliest Mafia boss alive, Mario Santiago, as if I were some secondhand couch on clearance. Mario Santiago. Yeah, that Mario Santiago. The Human Terminator. The guy whose enemies mysteriously vanish like my paycheck two days after payday. And now, I was his wife. He glanced at me with a slow, wolfish smile that practically screamed trouble. That was when I knew two things: 1. I was completely doomed. 2. This man was going to wreck my heart (and probably my life). But hey, it could be worse, right? At least I’d get a killer wardrobe out of it. *** Are you looking for romance and humor? Stuck with Mario Santiago is a hilarious, Mafia billionaire romance filled with danger, betrayal, drama, and a love story you won’t forget. Dive in—you won’t regret it (but the characters might).

Harper spent eight years loving a man who never touched her, never kissed her, never truly saw her. Until the night she walked away and he finally woke up. Now Malakai is detoxing from the drugs he never knew he was on, chasing the wife he never deserved, and realizing too late that the woman he called “disposable” is the only one who can ruin him. But Harper isn’t running anymore. She’s rewriting the rules. Now four men circle her: A detective with secrets of his own. A playboy rival who wants to steal her just to hurt his old enemy. Her hot doctor colleague And a masked phantom who kisses her like he owns her soul. In a game of murder, lies, and forbidden desire… she will only accept a man who bleeds for his repentance. A man who earns her forgiveness inch by inch and scar by scar. And Malachi will pay every price or live forever with the regret of losing the only woman who ever gave him everything. Author’s Note: Starts slow with subtle poison. Then it turns unhinged: blood, blindfolds and a man who’ll kill to keep her. Buckle up. It gets dark. It gets dirty. It gets deadly. Dive in if you dare. See you on the other side:)

Grant, the heir to the Bennett family, had been my protector for over a decade. He taught me how to fire my first shot and saved me from every attempt on my life. After someone slipped drugs into Grant's drink at the family gathering, he stumbled into my room, and his icy control shattered. His hands found my waist as he pulled me close, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered my name. A single night of drugged passion left me pregnant with his child. When my twin sister, Claire, found out, she left a note and disappeared, heartbroken. After that, I was cast as the cold-hearted villain who drove her own sister away. Grant personally forced the contraceptive potion down my throat and exiled me to the lawless territories beyond our family's control. To make me atone, he abandoned me to fend for myself in that desolate land. I was eventually killed in the crossfire of a mob war. As I lay dying, my mind was flooded with memories of Grant. The troublemaker he always called me was finally gone. He must have been relieved. When I next opened my eyes, I had returned to the morning after that disastrous night. This time, without hesitation, I drank the contraceptive potion myself.

My name used to be Misty Smith, but I killed her with the help of a family court judge in the city and became Sophia O’Shea. Okay, I became emancipated at sixteen because my parents were addicts, and the judge was nice enough to let me change my name because their addiction were slowly destroying my future. I bought my first car, got a single-wide trailer in a small town, sued a girl on my first day at my new school during my senior year, and became a billionaire genius before receiving my high school diploma. It's all thanks to my four grandparents leaving me everything before they bit the dust even though we've never met, and after becoming friends with the girl I sued on the first day of my senior year, I found out my high school crush, who moved back to Baton Rouge, Louisiana with his family after graduation, also had a crush on me. Only time will tell if it was meant to be or if it was just a phase. **WARNING: ADDICTION, DRUGS, VIOLENCE, PROFANITY, SEXUAL REFERENCES, AND OTHER ADULT CONTENT PRESENT! May not be suitable for readers under the age of 18! Please read at your own discretion!**