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So he didn’t stop. Their lips met again—slower this time, but no less desperate. The desperation was still there, the grief, the pain, but it had shifted into something else. Something neither of them could control. Raja's hands take Tales clothes off his body and stared the scars on it. He felt something very familiar within him. Rage. Tales let out a shaky breath as Raja’s fingers traced over the ridges of old scars, the cigarette burns he now knew the truth behind. Raja’s jaw clenched. If he could carve vengeance into the bones of the men who did this, he would. But right now, the only thing that mattered was Tales beneath him, with him, not pushing him away. And despite the fact that sca

All I want to do is kill this person right now. “ Do not hurt her! Don’t ever think of laying your fingers to her!” growling, I snapped. My mind is running with too much thought right now and they are all scary thoughts. I have been in a mafia for so long that I know how brutal and violent humans are. Humans are more monstrous, a creature of hell. “ Marry me,”the other line said and I stilled in my feet. “ Megan?! Fuck!” I shouted at her. She is dumbed in pretending to be someone and then dropping the bomb of her identity.

Like a rumbling of beast waking up from a long sleep or the wild jaguar with glinting eyes roaring in the night who scented the blood of his prey. But I didn’t pay it much attention as I continued, “Ràpe isn't just taking someone’s virginîty, Anotonio. It's infiltrating body mind and soul without permission. There are many ways to ràpe a person, so sorry to tell you but you didn't get untouched goods!”

“After I broke up with you. I got so angry, I thought you didn't love me that much. I didn't even think straight but thought being a rogue could actually be the answer. I wanted to wreck my life totally and then agreeing to Raphael's offer was what I could do. He made me a rogue by bonding Chelsea and I but I knew it didn't work the way he expected because after rejecting you, I was supposed to be disconnected from you but I was still connected to you”

Reyansh was talking about designing an assignment that will change Scarlett's life? Is the journey of love started? This was just the start, to read the whole stream of ruthless romance stay tuned with the next update. So, pls share your constructive review. It helps to write more and motivates that you people always do. Thank you. Purva Narang (Your writer) Till the next time

I saw him smirked widely, like taunting the Arther on the other side of the table who's just watching use silently… Though, I can feel his faint angry scent imitating. “Don't recklessly scrape your teeth to someone else nape, the glands was sensitive… You might infected it with your mouth, Mr. Rage.” Arther said sarcastically but the way he tone it was sharply, like threatening Rage to never do it again. “Really? Don't worry, I did more than that.” Rage said casually as his fingers wrap in my neck gently, he lean his chin to my shoulder. “Don't you know? I almost mark him, it's unfortunate that it's not his heat yet…”

All the blood in my body raced toward my dick, her hands so tiny but aggressive turned something on inside of me that I feared I couldn’t turn back off. Before I did what I wanted in front of everyone, I grasped the hand on me, pulled it free and marched her to the darkest corner I could find. I pressed her soft body into the crook of a window. With a parted mouth, she closed her eyes and tried to free herself. “What’s your name?” she whispered, the venom in her voice sent chills down my spine. Capturing her wrist, I pulled them above her head, loving the look of lust in her eyes. There was no stopping it now. I wasn’t leaving the barn until I’d tasted that smart mouth. “Rage,” I whispered.

Lands of Gliala: Atarah was geared for war. The sunlight struck harshly against her golden armor, blinding anyone standing beside her. That’s why she stood alone, in front, on top of her Akhal-Teke. Bearing the black rifle on her back and two blades on her belt. She donned on the red cape, embroidered with the Royal seal. A curved sword between two diamonds. Her army was positioned on the hill overlooking the vast war-torn land of Gliala. Once a thriving city of farmers, but when the Lura ravaged the land, bringing chaos, the city became ashes.

For the first time, I saw not just the man who controlled everything but the man who would destroy anyone who disrespected me. It made my pussy tingle. I loved a chivalrous man, like Jabari from Entergalactic. Dinner was an endless conversation about mundane things. Every woman at the table was dripping in diamonds and gossip. They smiled with perfect teeth, all wives of mafia lords and crime bosses. “So,” one of them drawled, a brunette with too much perfume and a Cartier bracelet, “how long have you two been… engaged?” Azrael didn’t hesitate to lie. “Six months.”

Ragh echoes, swallowing loudly. “Yeah, fun room,” I emphasize the words. “It’s like a padded room where you can go as crazy as you want. It’s like a rage room but better, you know. Hit the walls, kick, bite, scream, do whatever but nobody will hear you and there’s no way to hurt yourself unless you’re like very professional at hurting yourself. I think that’s the best part about that spa. Go in, leave all negative emotions and exit the room like a brand new person.” Judging by the look on his face, my poor new friend Ragh totally thinks I’ve lost the plot completely. I haven’t, I promise, at least not as completely as he believes.