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Dark romance | student-teacher | obsession | forbidden | stalker Do you think you know obsession? Think again. Mr. Madden is slowly losing his sanity. The reason? His student. His obsession. She is his. She just doesn't know it yet. Raven lives a very normal life. Normal, until strange things start to happen. Gifts start appearing, flashes in the night, her doors unlocking, always feeling eyes on her.. She has a stalker. One who will do anything to keep her. Obsession turned dangerous. The edge of the blade is slowly creeping closer for both of them. But who will get cut? Love is a form of madness. Aren't we all a little mad?

Everyone thoughts, Tamara Palmer's life was perfect. She was the campus queen, popular, sexy, and admired by all. But it was all a façade. She may have the loveliest face but she's got the loneliest heart. When Magnus Wellington came into her life, for the first time, she let herself be happy. Tamara thought she finally had her happy ending when they got married, but little by little, Magnus changed. She never thought that the love they once shared, that something so beautiful could end painfully. She run away from her husband. Nearly seven years later, they meet again. Years had passed and yet Magnus still looked at her as if she was his, like she would forever be his. And Tamar

"There there. Now you look like the attention-seeking slut you truly are," Thomas said, as he gripped my right arm and pulled me close till we stood eye to eye, his dark gray eyes glinting with maniac desire, which sent a chill through me like someone had doused me with freezing water. *** Innocent Nivea Scott got married to Thomas Westington to help save her family, and this became the beginning of hell for her. One month into the marriage, she escapes the house and runs to a nightclub in search of a passionate touch, which she finds. Only for her one-night stand to end up being her stepson, Zane Westington. Zane is shocked when he finds the mystery woman he slept with and can't

The bitter chill of rejection pierces my heart once again as Gray turns his back on me without a word. The mate the moon goddess has sent to me as my only source of joy doesn't even spare me a glance as he walks away, off to join the mate his council has chosen for him. Not me. Never me. My father, the Alpha, sees me as a waste. My packmates sneer and jeer, enjoying my pain. And my fated mate Gray, whose rejection cuts deeper than any wound. I thought I knew heartbreak when my mother died birthing me but this agony is so much worse. Every day I pray to the Moon Goddess for a family to call my own, for acceptance, for love. My prayers go unanswered. Each day

Color me surprised when it turns out that my one night stand is actually my uncle. Not only that, he turns out to be someone I'm forced to live with in college and now, he is not only my mate but my professor and to top it off, MY MATE! One night of catching my ex cheating on me led to me sleeping with the stranger who I later got to know was my uncle. I thought nothing else could go wrong but not until he rejects me. And then everything seems like a dream. A dream I'd like to wake up from but things change the moment I step into that club as a stripper! *Seducing my uncle, indiscreetly.

My name is Emily Winters. Born into the White Raven pack and a silver wolf. A rare sight, I must say, but little did I know how rare and what it would cost me. my life? Well, almost. My mate kept his wolf hidden for so long, his pack started to get concerned that he never got his wolf. He never ran with them on the full moon pack runs. It took meeting me, the Ying to his Yang to feel safe enough to do so. True friendship and the love of my mate give me the strength I needed to get through the biggest battle of my life.

“You’re my goddamn stepbrother. You know this, so let’s set boundaries,” I whisper as if I’m speaking of something abominable. But it’s something that should be normal. Sane. Logical. Then Riven Rythrone lifts a hand and grabs my chin, forcing my gaze up to his. His eyes don’t belong to someone normal. They belong to someone dark. Abnormal. Insane. Illogical. “You begged to be mine. Remember?” My breath hitches, my pulse riots, and my body stupidly flinches as he snakes a hand around my waist, dragging me closer. Close into his twisted, demented world, where he rules, where reason burns, and where I’m the only thing he refuses to let go of. Twenty-year-old Adelina We

“Are you sure she’s my f*cking mate?” I asked with gritted teeth. I already know the answer, but I still do not want to believe it. Of all the people, why does it have to be her?! Why does it have to be the daughter of the man who took my family away?

A text message popped up in the class group chat. A student had been in a car accident and had been rushed to the hospital. She urgently needed a donor with a rare RH-Negative blood type. Wanting to help, I went to the hospital and donated 800 milliliters of blood. Afterward, I passed out from blood loss. When she woke up, she claimed she was pregnant and said the baby was mine. Everyone accused me of crossing a line despite being an educator and professor in college. They said I had slept with a student and got her pregnant. I went to confront her, but she acted like she was the victim. "Your blood is in my body now, and in the baby's body too. What's wrong with saying the baby is yours

My Alpha series book 3 (Standalone) "You tried to fucking kill your own mate! What the hell's wrong with you?" he growled harshly, but I refused to cower as I spoke coldly, masking my fear of him and refusing to let him know how terrified of him I really am. "You killed my brother, brother trumps mate" "Your brother had it coming" he snarled. "That's what you want to believe? Fine. I guess that means I have it coming now too. Go ahead, tear out my heart, it's already dead anyway" I said genuinely, meaning every word because death's rather merciful compared to what he's capable of doing to me as punishment for trying to kill him. There're things a lot worse and scarier than death, b