Not For The Faint Of Heart

It was arranged for Greyson to marry a woman he had never seen before, so he refused his father's wishes. He became even more angry when he was deprived of the right to his properties. He promised himself that the woman who caused him suffering would be held accountable. Then he meets Allison, I guess it's just bad luck every time their paths cross. What's worse is, he became the girl's slave. One day, GREYSON woke up with the feeling that his heart is also a slave of the woman. What if GREYSON discovers that Allison is the woman his father, Cyril Falcon Monte Cristo, is forcing him to marry? Will he still be able to love her or uphold the rejection of his father's wishes?    

In the shattered remains of a divided world, Rivermirror stands as a city of shadows—ruled by chaos, secrets, and ruthless ambition. Among its broken streets and hidden corners, two lives converge: Hound, a mercenary cursed by visions of fractured futures, and Argent, a deadly assassin whose silver-braided hair slices through enemies as easily as her carefully crafted lies. Bound by a soul brand, their uneasy alliance thrusts them into a heist that ignites a chain of betrayal, war, and unimaginable consequences. When a daring raid on River's military vault unearths a dark attribute symbiote and a mysterious core relay, the balance of power between two fractured nations is forever altered. As commanders plot revenge, and Rivermirror’s elites spin their webs of deceit, Hound and Argent must navigate a labyrinth of loyalty, survival, and ambition. But trust is a luxury in a city where betrayal is currency, and every choice pushes them closer to a future neither can fully control. With the line between villain and hero blurred, how far will they go to escape their fates? And what price are they willing to pay to survive in a world where hope is as fleeting as shadows? Dark, gripping, and unapologetically raw, Deep Down Your Black Heart is a dystopian fantasy that delves into the depths of ambition, morality, and the haunting weight of choices.

The year I loved Channing Waltz the most, he shattered my hopes. I remember, as I was hauled into the restroom, beaten mercilessly by strangers, there he stood, grinning like the sun itself. His face beamed with a brightness that made my heart sink. The burns from his childhood friend's curling iron marred my skin, leaving a trail of scars, and all the while, he took out his phone, snapping pictures of me in my undressed humiliation and posting them online for the world to mock. I cried, begged him to spare me, but he only laughed coldly, his voice as sharp as a blade. "You haven't even begun to suffer what my sister went through. What's the hurry?" That was when the truth hit me like a lightning strike. He had come to me, drawn me in with warmth, with affection, pretending to care—when all along, it was merely a means to an end. He had used me to set the stage to avenge his sister.

It has been 99 times that Henry and I have filed the application for divorce and then withdrawn it. Each time before finalizing the divorce, Henry always waits for me to humbly beg him to stay married. I turned down the offer to be the chief composer at a famous studio in Vienna because Henry didn't want a long-distance relationship. I deleted all my male friends because Henry didn't want me to be too friendly to them. I stopped wearing red lipstick, composing, and traveling alone, because he said married women should stay at home instead of being impulsive. Only after I finally manage to appease him will he allow me to withdraw the divorce application. After my 100th divorce application, as I was leaving, the deputy clerk asked me curiously: "So, when are you going to withdraw your application this time?" I looked at Henry's cold back in front of me, forced to smile with tears, and told myself in my heart— This time, there will be no withdrawal of the application. After the 30-day cooling-off period, we'll be officially divorced. But why did his love only find its voice when I had already walked away?

"You’re fighting a losing battle,” he says, his voice dangerously low. “I suggest you save yourself the pain and step aside.” I can’t believe my ears. Anger rises up my throat. “You don’t scare me, Mr. D’Amato," I snap. “Erik belongs with me, and I’ll fight for him no matter what it takes.” ***** A grieving aunt. A powerful billionaire. And a baby caught in the middle. When Pamela loses her little sister, she vows to raise her nephew, Erik, all by herself. But Massimo D’Amato has other plans. His proposal is simple: A two-year marriage contract or she'd never see Erik again. As they both fight for Erik’s future, feelings they never expected begin to grow. But love was never part of the deal nor were the secrets that could tear them apart.

Sinovia Amora Villarreal, a girl that only dream is to make her parents proud of her. She will do anything to make her parents notice her, even they will decide to arrange marriage her to a guy that she didn't even know. How will she cope up with the situation? Will she accept what's happening to her life or for the first time in her life, she will refuse what her parents want?

Brianna grew up among the socialites and the Occult of New Orleans. When her adoptive father dies when she is only 10 she discovers just how sinister her mother can be. Now 21 she is in a race against time to get out before the Vipers find out exactly what they are losing. So that one day she can return and seek the retribution owed for the death of her father and to keep his coven's legacy from falling into darkness. Following her fathers divine word as a seer she takes to the Bayou to discover "The Beast that is her heart," What she finds is a whole lot of testosterone and a struggling family trying to keep a foothold as their pack dies out. They too have a vendetta of their own, for an old wound that Brianna's presence dredges up in their hearts. Can Brianna avenge herself and her father? Can they each protect their hearts? Because there's more than one beast in the swamp that she is falling for. Will she choose wisely or will she even choose at all? Being tangled in a web of friendships, family and broken souls, will they find their way together? or will the Vipers devour her soul?

"First time?" he asks, lowering his hand to my abdomen, his body tensing. I bite my lip, seeing his eyes flash with something dark. He pushes deeper inside me, and I wince. Pain shoots through me, but pleasure quickly follows, numbing me to the world. The sparks and tingles distract me from the discomfort. "So tight," he murmurs as he pulls out. "Please," I moan recklessly, knowing I should stop him but It feels so good. "Eager to feel my c**k," he growls as he thrusts back inside me, his voice makes me forget the pain. But I lose myself, existing only for the man inside me. As the thrusts cease, his ragged breaths send shivers down my spine. I press my forehead into the pillow, disoriented. "Mine..." He growls. Then Asher takes a deep breath, and he says the words that shatter my heart. "I, Asher Knight, Alpha of the Redwood Pack, hereby reject you, Alethea Weaver of BloodMoon pack as my mate." *** Alethea hasn't fully awakened her wolf. Her life takes a darker turn when her father forces her to be a breeder to Xavier, the Beta of the Bluemoon Pack. But when Xavier's jealous girlfriend threatens her life, Alethea has no choice but to run. Alethea is attacked but saved by a shadowy figure-Alpha Asher, knowing she is his fated mate. With her wolf still dormant, Alethea is unaware of the deep connection between them. Asher, torn between duty ends things. A brutal accident leaves Alethea with no memory of her past-and no idea that she's carrying Asher's child. As she rebuilds her life, hidden truths, and long-buried secrets begin to resurface. Will she uncover why Asher pushed her away? And as rival packs close in, will she discover her power before it's too late?

Chloe pledged her life to the man, who brought her up after her parent's death and became a spy as he wanted. She was ready to bring him anything he wanted without raising a single eyebrow. ***** She was sent to arrest the leader of the Mafia world- Dave, but she didn't expect to collide with her one-night stand, Frank. Frank, is the man she fell in love with at first sight, but her responsibility comes first, she again turned her eye to him. But, what if he turns out the soon-to-be Mafia King and her real target? Frank wants to become the Mafia King, for which he prepared himself for years and Chloe wants to kill the Mafias and ruin their business. He wants her to be his, he will do everything for her. But what if one day, he found her secret? Will he be able to love her again? Will she give up on her loyalty or become the reason for her love's fall?

What happens when a sweet innocent girl who has dedicated her life working for royal werewolves catches the eye of the most ruthless and feared alpha, who hates the idea of soul mates? Ruhee was all set to start over her life but fate had some other plans when she crossed the path with the most feared alpha who requested one thing which even the king couldn't deny. But that's not all, what happens when the cruel alpha finds out his soulmate has no wolf? This is the second part of "The dark side of the moon" but can be read as a stand alone story.