Release Me Book 1 Stark Trilogy Novels & Stories

THE BOOK IS NOW RELEASED, YOU CAN ADD IT TO YOUR LIBRARIES! TWISTED MARRIAGE- A DARK MMF MAFIA ROMANCE A. Gupta

THE NEXT PART OF THIS BOOK IS GRAPHIC AND TRIGGERING. It includes: -r*pe -s*icidal thoughts -self h*rm -s*icide attempts -sexual ab*se Please don't read on if any of these bother you, it will get intense and upsetting. I'm warning you now so anyone who may be triggered by these themes doesn't walk into it without knowing beforehand. Marcus pov Friday 1st November 2019 *********************************

He undresses himself too, and sits in bed next to Meredith, spooning her body. Is nothing erotic. It’s just care and love. Starks persuades him to act like this. His presence will help Meredith's wolf to heal her body and her soul. "Her wolf is strong," Stark said. "I feel it!" “She must be. She killed Francisco Castellano. And that man was a fucking alpha blood and a strong one, not an average one.” and kissing her neck, he tells Stark:: “I need to sleep, Stark” and he closed his eyes “The last two days were a nightmare. "I need to heal myself too."

After the call, Jace convince Arianne to take a rest in their room while he monitor the retrieval operation of their daughter. Arianne refused and instead, she went to the kitchen and make coffee for both of them. Several hours later, Taylor called up. "Jace, finally Solinap started to talk. Him and Lauren are both connected to Italian mafia. That's why they get away easily with their plans of troubling Ms. Miller. He also said that Lauren has been planning to kill her daughter for so long!"

"Scarlett, you still can't let me go, can you?" I blew gently on Cesare's knuckles. "Don't waste your strength on him. He's not worth it." Then, I turned to Kane. "I'm leaving, Kane. Take good care of Arya." Goodbye, Kane. In my past life, I had drugged you and owed a debt to both you and Arya. In this life, I had repaid it in full. Hand in hand with Cesare, we crossed the border, stepping onto the land of my homeland.

Matteo Moretti’s gaze nearly brought Catalina to her knees. His words echoed in her mind, each phrase sinking like stones into a bottomless well: You shall pay for your father’s sins. Though her whole body shook, she forced herself to breathe, to stay calm. Every instinct screamed at her to flee, but there was nowhere to go. The doors had closed behind her, trapping her in this gilded prison under the watchful eye of the man ruling this empire of shadows.

"My family. My future. It's only fair I take something of hers." Tracy/Stacy glanced up from her book. "Did you say something?" I smiled, the expression feeling foreign on my face after weeks of therapeutic neutrality. "Just talking to myself. Nothing important." I closed the notebook and tucked it under my pillow. Six more days until release. Six days to finalize my plans. Six days until I could begin balancing the scales. Maya thought she'd won. She had no idea what was coming. * * *

I was dead. So, a fire was lit, starting right from the master bedroom of the Miller estate. Scorching heat rushed over Ethan, the bright flames illuminating his pale face. He didn’t run or call for help. He just stood there, pulling out the very knife he had once confiscated from my hands and driving it into his own neck. As blood splattered everywhere, the red glow of the fire burst into the sky. Just like that, everything was burned to ashes and wiped away. At that point, the tragic webnovel written by the AI had officially come to an end.

Just as I'm about to leave for work I retrieve my wallet from my bedside table, but before I can leave, I notice within Skylar's scattered mess of clothes there is a note laying crumpled up in it. What the hell? I swear to god if some guard is sending her love letters... Quietly I retrieve the note from the jumble of clothing and unfold the paper. I notice that is addressed to Macy and Phillip and begin to read, Dear Macy and Philip If you have received this letter it means I have finally gotten away from Andrei and have left the compound for good. I am not proud of what I had to do to accomplish this, but it was for the safety of me, the baby and you two.

Gritting his teeth, he muttered, “Backup’s on its way. Pretend you don’t know me until then. I will kill you if you move again.” The latter he blurted loudly for Elias to hear. “I didn’t kill her. She begged for it. I freed her.” Elias’s words made my head snap toward him, and my frown deepened. Freed her? Is that what he thought? Wasn’t that what she had meant by her letter? “No, don’t break. I don’t want you to break just yet.” Elias was back to arm’s length. He tipped my chin and said, “You should be relieved to know she died a good person.”