Something Truly Evil Novels & Stories

She was set up for murder, betrayed by her ex and her best friend... Framed, broken, and left to rot in a hospital bed. Sally had no one left… Except him. Dante 'Doom' Castillo. He was feared by the underworld, worshipped by the mafia, he was her father’s brother, her forbidden obsession. The one man who swore to protect her but not out of love, he wanted something she never even knew she had. A key. To a secret so dangerous, it shattered everything she thought she knew about her life. The fake murder, the betrayal, the inheritance, and the seduction was all a carefully orchestrated game designed to make her run straight into his arms and she did but Sally was done being played, because now she knows what he’s hiding. What he became the moment she shattered the one thing he needed most... Now he’s unstoppable and unkillable. And the worst part? She still wants him.

His breath heated her bare skin. "You. . . shouldn’t be. . . here.” She shivered.“But now I am.”He placed his first finger on the knot of the towel, and slightly dragged it out of position, letting it fall to the ground. Now she was standing naked before him, she couldn’t do a thing, not even to hide her pride.His gaze fell on her breast, slowly down to her V spot. A smirk played on his lips, as if staring right at that junction was heaven. The power to resist the urge burning in her was gone, rather her body responded positive to it.“Kiss me, Luci. Please. . .kiss me.”A Bargain Must Be Fulfilled.My rules.A life is needed.That was the deal.The night started as it should. It was supposed to be a meeting. But then something happened.Something I was wholly unprepared for. And what I saw changed everything.Sonia. I wanted her at all cost.I broke my own rules after that. And I didn’t keep my end of the bargain.Because walking away was no longer an option I would grant either of us, no matter the cost.

Isla Walker thought her summer would be dull, not dangerous. A scholarship student at an elite High school, Isla’s only goal was survival. Juggling part-time jobs to escape her drunk father and leech of a stepmother, she never expected her already fractured life to spiral into a nightmare. Sold like property to settle her family's crushing debts, Isla finds herself handed over to a man feared across cities — Grayson Voss, the cold and calculating mafia lord of the Voss Syndicate. But Grayson isn’t a stranger. He’s the man who saved her once. And the man who now owns her. What Isla doesn't know is that Grayson has been watching her. Ever since that night at the club, her face has haunted him — softening his steel walls and stirring something he's spent years burying. But affection has no place in his world. To him, Isla is nothing more than collateral — a debt repayment. A useful pawn. One he can't afford to care about. Except he does. And when someone lays a hand on what he owns... all hell breaks loose.

Ronan Vale’s life changed in one night. He was a normal college student, until he was kidnapped and sold in a secret auction. He swore he would escape but unfortunately for him, fate had other plans. He was bought by Maddox Volkov, a man as rich as he was ruthless, powerful, dangerous, and untouchable. Maddox claims Ronan means nothing to him, that he only bought him for his brother. Yet he refuses to let him go. He keeps him close, protects him, and watches him like he’s something he can’t afford to lose. Ronan wants freedom and Maddox wants control of his life but neither of them expected the one thing more dangerous than captivity, feelings. When enemies come for Ronan, Maddox must make a brutal choice, to either set him free… or destroy anyone who dares to take him.

She was always the shadow. He was always chasing the light. Lavinia Hartwell had learned early that love was rarely for girls like her. She was the quiet one, the overlooked one—always second to her luminous best friend, Verity Langford. Even Henry Wynthorne, the boy whose compassion had unexpectedly caught her heart in high school, only had eyes for Verity. But years change people. Henry’s dreams of studying abroad collapsed with his father’s death. Verity left. Success became his only compass, and alcohol his only escape. And somehow, in the wreckage, there was Lavinia—never demanding, never judging, quietly holding him together in ways he never noticed… until she was gone. When an arranged engagement threatened to give her to him, Henry assumed she was being forced into it and set her free. Lavinia smiled, thanked him—and walked away, taking with her the steady presence he had taken for granted. Only then did Henry begin to notice the ache. The way her absence unsettled him. The way another man’s hand on her waist ignited a heat that was not anger, but something darker, sharper, and dangerously possessive. A single night blurred the lines forever—her lips on his, soft at first, then desperate, as though she’d loved him all her life. Desire flared, undeniable. But in the morning, she was gone again. Now, with Verity back and the past colliding with the present, Henry must face the truth: he no longer loves the woman he once chased. But has he realized too late who truly held his heart all along? Slow-burn, sensual, and laced with aching restraint, this is a story of unspoken devotion, of a man’s reluctant fall, and of the quiet girl who was never anyone’s first choice—until she became the only choice.

Aria Abrams, an innocent, uneducated girl is the works for the devil in disguise in his mansion as the house help. She is the gardener's grand daughter and she has no idea her life is about to change when she accepts a deal with him for something she wants in return. A life changing opportunity! Xavier Hudson, the grumpy businessman and the only heir to his entire family line is ready to do anything to get a wife, even if it means asking the first girl he sets his eyes on to marry him right after swearing off on all women. Is the deal worth all the trouble that comes along with it? Will they be able to fight the growing attraction despite the lies surrounding them? What happens when the lines get crossed and the truth comes out? Read more to find out in this steamy slown burn novel!

Ashley Steve a sweet loving girl is forced to go on a contract marriage to a man she barely knows.The son to Mr Grayson ,the wealthiest in the city of new York,who happens to be her mothers boss. Ashley has no say in the decision since her family is indebted to the Grayson. Rico Grayson is a ruthless billionaire who is strongly against the ideology of love and commitment.He uses ladies his to satisfy his desires. Ashley has no option but to sign the contract despite having a boyfriend she loves and cares for. Rico sets the rules guiding the do’s and don’t of Ashley’s stay in the mansion. She’s left with no option than to bear the harsh ,arrogant behavior till the contract is called off. Will she be able to cope with whatever Rico does to her?? How is she going to manage the situation she finds herself in despite having a boyfriend.. Can she melt the heart of the cold hearted billionaire?? Find out

My name is Amanda Hayes, I'm 24 years old, and my life changed forever the day I signed that contract. It all started with an internship at Black Industries, the most prestigious company in London. I was proud, naive, convinced it was my big break. But on the first day, I overheard a conversation I never should have heard: names, numbers, threats, words like "cartel," "delivery," "clean accident." I wanted to run away, but Cameron Black — the CEO, 32 years old, 6'4" of ice and danger cornered me in his office on the 67th floor. He knew I had heard everything. He handed me two contracts: an ironclad NDA, and a second one… binding me to him, body and soul, 24/7. Total obedience. Immediate availability. In exchange, he would erase the risk I posed. Refuse? An "accident" for me, and maybe for my family. I signed, hands trembling, because I was afraid. Because I had no choice. Ever since, I have been living in a gilded cage he calls "protection." A luxury apartment he forced on me, a wardrobe he chose, constant surveillance. I know he is a mafia boss. And yet, when he touches me, when he protects me with a possessiveness that terrifies and inflames me, I no longer know where the line between fear and desire lies. He says I am in danger because of secrets I don't yet understand. But every day, I feel myself sinking deeper into his dark world, into his arms that hold me too tight, into that contract which is no longer just on paper.

Blurb In the dead of a Sicilian night, Luca De Santis, cold mafia heir and merciless devil, catches art student Adrian Vale witnessing a brutal execution. Instead of a bullet, Luca chooses something far more cruel. He keeps him. Locked in his cliffside fortress, Adrian becomes Luca’s captive. Stripped, watched, and tormented by the ruthless man who controls his every breath. Luca teases him mercilessly with strong hands pinning him down, filthy whispers in Italian, and a hard cock grinding against him while denying release. Every escape attempt ends with Adrian panting, leaking, and hating how badly his body craves the devil’s touch. What begins as dark captivity slowly melts into raw, addictive obsession. Rough fingers. Bruising bites. Possessive thrusts that turn defiance into desperate moans. Luca will ruin him. Own him. Break him. Because in a world of blood and power, this beautiful, stubborn boy has become his only weakness. And the Devil never lets go of what belongs to him. Dark. Filthy. Addictive. Enemies to lovers, captive/captor, heavy dominance, and scorching MM heat.

The day I found out I was pregnant with my second child, the impossible happened: the baby in my womb spoke. "Stupid sister, are you even listening? Mom said that as soon as you graduate, she's selling you off. That money is for my future wedding!" My daughter went still. She didn't say a word, didn't confront me, didn't even cry. She just quietly applied to study abroad. And from that day on, I never heard from her again. My husband, seeing how devastated I was, moved to comfort me. But the baby's voice cut through the silence once more. "Comfort her? You're the biggest fool in this house! When I'm born, I'm not calling you 'Dad.' My real dad is that handsome guy from the bar!" The color drained from Sean's face. Before I could utter a word of explanation, he dragged me straight to the hospital for a paternity test. The results came back quickly—my best friend had pulled some strings to expedite them. And there it was, in cold, clinical print: NO PATERNITY BIOLOGICALLY ESTABLISHED. He didn't let me speak. He filed for divorce immediately. In a panic, the baby's voice cried out from inside me again, "Why is the idiot backing out now? Did he finally figure out Mom tricked him? The one who saved his life all those years ago wasn't her—it was her best friend!" That one sentence shattered my entire world. My husband turned his back on me and married my best friend. As for me… the shock and grief hit me like a physical blow. I felt a hot, sudden gush of blood. Before the doctors could save me, I died on that cold hospital bed, my hands clutching my swollen belly, my mind still reeling, unable to comprehend how my life had unraveled so completely. It wasn't until I was reborn, and once again heard the treacherous little voice inside me, that I finally began to understand the truth.