Tainted Soul

Dark Romance! "Forgive me, father. For I'm going to abduct this little sinner." The holy father watched, stunned, as the tall guy yanked the girl out of the confession box and stomped out of there. ~~~ Innessa Laskin is a good girl by all means. She's kind, innocent, and goes to church. Love her parents and sister. She studies hard and aims to be a successful psychologist one day. She is a simple and ordinary girl from a small town who got a scholarship to the top Grand Elite academy. Issac Knight is a mysterious man. The handsome man with cognac brown eyes would soon turn her life upside down. He's mean. Wicked. A deadly underground boxer. What will happen when he accidentally helps her one night? The guy she thought was nice turned out to be far more dangerous. Issac never does anything for free. He'll exploit her, corrupt her in ways she could never imagine. He always does what he wants. Issac isn't the knight she thought he was. He's the sinner her mom used to warn her about. The naive Innessa would be shoved into the world of sinful pleasures. TROPES Forced proximity Fake dating Hates everyone but her Opposites attract Possessive ml Semi-submissive Fl V-card.

Maruja Del Russo- a drop-dead gorgeous bitchy CEO who wants to buy the land to turn it into a nature sanctuary. But when Maruja knew about the other buyer of the land, she decided to talk to him... However, she didn't expect that they would end up arguing. But she's not a Del Russo for nothing. Maruja did something that she knew would make him surrender the land to her wholeheartedly.  Using her charm, Maruja seduce him and did everything to make him crazy over her. Will she successfully get the land from him or she will let herself to fall for him more even though she knew that it's imposible for him to love her back?

Drunk Aayana cups Ira's face and intends to kiss her, "Aayana, are you in your senses? I mean, do you really want it?" Ira is confused. "Of course, I am in my senses. I have wanted you since I saw you in a TV interview. You were just 20. It has been 3 years, Ira." Aayana's eyes are releasing tears of longing. "I am so sorry, you had to wait for me for a long time. I promise to keep my queen happier from now on. I will fulfill the pain of separation with my love." Ira takes Aayana in her arms with happiness. She is feeling blessed by getting selfless love which she was yearning for after facing so much deception and pain. ... Ira is the youngest successful entrepreneur and contains a humble nature and longing for someone who will love her selflessly. Whereas Aayana has had a secret crush on Ira since the moment she saw her. Due to her position, she fails to reach the moon. However, she manages to touch the moon of her dream. But can they stay together? Their forbidden feelings, will their love get the desired destination? Will their souls be able to be together?...

Eight months pregnant, a contraction tore through me like a blade. But my husband, the Mafia boss Darren, refused to take me to the hospital. His sister-in-law, Angelina, his late brother's widow, was also due. To ensure she gave birth before me, she produced so-called proof of my infidelity, insisting the child I carried was no true Falcone. Because the heir to the Falcone family had to be the firstborn grandson. Darren believed her. He locked me in an abandoned wine cellar. “Don't think for a second I don't know what you've been up to.” “Let me tell you, you're not giving birth to that bastard until I've verified its bloodline myself.” “Angelina’s boy is of pure blood. I have to make sure her boy is the family's firstborn grandson.” I tried desperately to explain. “My water is about to break! Please, take me to the hospital! He’s your son, I swear on my life!” “I’ll never fight for the position of heir! I just want my baby to be safe!” Darren simply kicked me and shot me a glance. “Who knows if you’ll change your mind later? Don’t worry. I’ll come for you after Angelina gives birth. When the baby is born, I’ll see for myself whose it is.” Later, as he gazed at the crying infant in Angelina's arms, he finally thought of me. But one of his men informed him, his voice trembling: “Boss, the Madam… and the child… they're both dead.”

Levana's world shatters when her fated mate rejects her, leaving her pregnant and alone. Five years later, she's forced to return, begging for his help to find their kidnapped twins. But the pack house holds a new danger – a seductive imposter claiming to be his true mate. As Levana fights for her children and her true love, she uncovers a web of deceit that threatens the entire werewolf kingdom. Will she expose the traitors before it's too late, or will the moon goddess' prophecy of a fated union tear her from her destined mate forever?

Their naked bodies were shipping against each other. Her sapphire glossy orbs were staring at his brown eyes. "I love you, Cia. I love you to the extent that I will end and taint that life which would even think about taking you away from me," The firmness of his words were evident in his darkened eyes. "Even if it's your life," he rasped against her mouth. They both knew his love was irrational, an obsession for her. They loved each other enough, especially for her to let his love taint her existence. "I love you, Zale," And her words were enough to make him lose everything in her. She beautifully moaned his name as soon his warmth engulfed her deepest depth which made both of them close their eyes in pleasure, but they had never in their worst ever thought that their eyes would have to witness that thing which their future had stored for them. His deep brown orbs were staring at her who was clad in a beautiful white gown. Her sapphire orbs were downcast as she was standing at the altar but the irony was she was not his bride but his brother's. "Do you, Mr Blake Alcazar, take Miss Celia Reyes as your lawfully wedded wife?" The priest's voice echoed, causing him to fist his palm and her heart to turn numb. "I do," A tear slipped from her eyes, hearing that person's answer who was standing in front of her and feeling those brown eyes penetrating her soul. "Do you, Miss Celia Reyes, take Mr Blake Alcazar as your lawfully wedded husband?" Those deep brown eyes turned predacious and her answer turned them voraciously vicious. "I do," she answered. An answer which sealed two destinies, which shattered two hearts and TAINTED two souls.

They say nuns are off-limits. I call that a challenge. They say obsession is a sin. I stopped counting sins when blood became my business. She says I’m a sinner. She’s not wrong. But when I have her whispering confessions against my skin that would make Lucifer himself blush, what does that make her? A firecracker wrapped in a habit. All rosaries and rebellion, thinking she can drive me away with Scripture and that ice-cold stare. Amusing. Her holy water won't wash away what I do to those round tits. She's not a bride of Christ yet. And the harder she prays for salvation, the more determined I am to show her what real worship feels like. They say God answers all prayers. But in my city, prayers come to me first. Her vows or my empire. Heaven or my hell. The choice was never really hers to make. God may forgive me, but she won’t.

The silo is about to confront what’s written in the history, remaking and repainting the old one, with an endless soul that keeps on coming back to the same path they walked through. Talia Carmela lost her husband. She became so dull and lifeless, as if grey is the only shade that is existing. However, the alluring Lexus Payne – an irresistibly compelling and impenetrable ex-boyfriend of her during their law school years appears in her life right in time. It took her less than a minute for her soul to recognize him. Her life takes a thrill and terrifying turn of events, remembering all those moments she had with him. What Talia doesn’t realize is that the closer she gets to him, the more she couldn’t refuse and resist his presence. But sometimes we have to lose some of the dearest thing we have and make a room to unfold things right. But that endless ‘sometimes’ can be an opportunity to expand the kind of life that were always meant for us. Could love become sweeter in the second time around? Or staying-out of their lives will do good? The tides and lows of destiny will still inevitably comes to the right one, to the endless soul that awaits.

Hannah was a troubled soul, her past horrors have molded her into a sad, melancholic girl. She has been through a lot of painful stuff that she decided to end her life. As she lay down a bathtub filled with her blood, she did not realize that her death was just the beginning of her journey. A series of mysterious occurrences take place after her death. It all starts with her step-brother Matthew's discovery of a letter from Hannah. Her vengeful spirit seems to live on to haunt those who have wronged her. Devon the love of her life, Cassidy her best friend who betrayed her, her mother Lucy who bore Hannah with her affair with Garret, and Brandon Johnson her dad who has kept a dark secret involving Hannah. One by one, page by page of each letter the truth unfolds and her hauntings may not be the real horror in this story. This is not just a horror story but a twisted love story that transcends life and death.

On the wet sand beside the seashore, the strong, tall man was laying with a cigarette in his hand. His bike parked a few feet away from him. The environment there was serene and noiseless as no one was allowed then on the beach that he owned. It was not a big deal for a billionaire like him. He had a lot more than that. Wealth, power, the respect he had all of them but lacked the most important thing that couldn't be bought with money. He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to You for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab."