Extreme Love By Malisha Rana Novels & Stories

****** ~NEXT GENERATION BOOKS OF MISTRESS~ HIS VICIOUS LOVE – A tale of dark obsession Aadhvik Richand - Sahita “Call me fucking obsessive bastard but that’s I am for you, my sweet little love.” “Your love for me is insane and my heart is too fragile to match its intensity." HIS WIFE - A shackle for her Adrika Raichand – Ridmay Aahuja “I have seen my whole life that love is nothing but pain and suffering and you have proved it by breaking my heart. Marrying you was my biggest mistake, I will correct it by shooting a bullet in the middle of your head, you fucking bastard.”

My heart broke into pieces for her, here I am wanting to be lighter and shes wanting to be darker. I raised my hand "can I introduce myself now" She smiled and nodded her head "well in Alaina and I tried to kill myself by slitting my wrist" I took a deep breath "take your time hun" "I tried to kill myself because I hated my dark skin, I hated myself. I was made fun of for my skin and I believed them when they called me ugly; I lost myself in their words. I wanted to bleach my skin of its imperfections just wash all my dark skin away and become new, improved and beautiful; but I'm starting to realize that your skin color doesn't define you because beauty comes in all sizes, shapes, gender a

I reluctantly held her. "What's going on Ayesha? What is with all the news?" I asked sternly. She lifted her head up from my chest and my heart melted seeing her eyes. Soo innocent and pure. I couldn't help myself from wiping her tears with my thumb. "I.... it's nothing like that Armaan. I love you.....and only you. It's just that, Amaal and I were searching for something and some idiots took pictures of us and started the rumours. I swear Armaan. I cannot even dream about loving anyone else but you my Love." She implored to me.

He couldn't even talk to his own sister about it. Serena had chosen to save a girl she loved instead of Marcello, at a critical moment when he had wanted to hurt the world out his own pain and frustration. He knew Aisha, as Jasmine's friend would definitely know more about her plans and disappearance. But Aisha us been clueless and Marcello hadn't been able to bring himself yo believing in her words; he couldn't believe anyone anymore. He had wanted to put a bullet through Aisha's head after the numerous tortures he'd inflicted on her in attempt to get something relatable out of her.

The heat in the room rose until the air felt like liquid gold, mirroring the volcanic fire beneath the island. ​When the climax finally hit, it was a total system override. My vision whited out, my fingers clawing into the muscles of his back as a wave of raw, soul-shattering pleasure crashed over me. Malakai let out a low, animalistic roar against my neck, his body shuddering with the force of a decade’s worth of repressed love and violence.

His breath was shallow, his eyes dark with pain. Malrec staggered toward the edge, bleeding and laughing. “You see? Even love cannot escape the curse.” Saraphina rose slowly, her hair lifting in the wind, her eyes bright with fire. “No,” she whispered. “Love rewrites it.” She stretched both hands toward him, and the river itself rose—golden fire mingling with water until it became something else entirely. It surged forward, wrapping Malrec in a whirl of light. His scream was swallowed by the torrent, his body dissolving like ink in sunlight.

Last night, in a desperate attempt to distract myself from my miserable life, I ventured to a club, longing for an escape I decided to get laid one last time before committing my forever to him. Prayers filled my thoughts, eagerly wishing he'd reject me, I was so disgusted by his presence. The fear of potential harm haunted me, a troubling uncertainty about what might happen if he ever laid hands on me. Yet, today, I made the painful decision to proceed with the marriage. It was a pact, a promise to my brother Camillo and my friend Ivy, who were enjoying in their love and success.

I have had more than enough episodes with Antonio to go through a new series from a total stranger. “Please! Let me go! I begged. “I am nobody.” I was hoping if I pleaded with him, he would let me leave the mansion and at least I would be free from all this violence. For God's sake, I have a child growing inside of me. I thought about my baby. The stranger didn’t listen to my plea. He didn’t even pay any attention to what I was saying. Instead, he kept staring at my skin. “Let me show you what a good fuck feels like,” he whispered.

Delilah looked at me like she was gonna bite me. "Oh yeah, granny has a rattan stick." Marjan laughed. "You three stay away from my boyfriend, especially Natalia. If I see you're looking at him anymore, I'll pluck your eyes out of their socket and then I'll shallow them with some tasting salt." Delilah pressed a finger on my forehead and tilted her head. "I don't look at your ball less boyfriend. We're not pathetic like you." I slapped her hand and removed it from my head. "You won't learn how to talk until I break your jaw." She hissed.