The Blackened Fury Weakness

"She was just a breeder until she became his everything…" [Warning: R18+ / Mature and Explicit Sexual Content / Dark Romance] Althea Grayson never imagined she’d become a captive, let alone to Alpha King Gavriel, the ruthless ruler who blames her for her father’s crimes. Treason. Murder. Betrayal. The punishment? Her life now belongs to him. “A life for a life,” Gavriel declares. “Your existence is mine to control.” But Althea refuses to break. She’s spent her life surviving, and she won’t stop now. Yet the more she resists, the more she’s drawn into the dangerous, intoxicating pull between them. Gavriel is cruel, controlling, and everything she should hate, so why does her body betray her? Bound by chains, hate, and something far darker, their twisted game spirals into an obsession neither can escape. Will Althea fight for her freedom, or will she surrender… to the man who owns her body, her fate, and perhaps even her heart? ********** Excerpt: “I’ll take your body,” he muttered, his voice sending shivers down her spine, “your breath, your cries, your fire. Until you forget what it means to resist me.” She arched beneath him, fury and heat colliding in her chest. She hated him for treating her like something he owned, and yet she wanted him. She was drowning in the contradiction that was Gavriel Kingsley. “You’ll try,” she breathed, teeth clenched. He smiled then, dark and primal. “Oh, little wolf,” he murmured, lips brushing her ear, “I don’t try. I take.”

Giulia Cavalieri grew up running from the mafia, and she always knew that one day they would find her. Fruit of a forbidden marriage between his mother, sister of a capo from Chicago, and a member of the Russian mafia, sealed his fate, and aroused the fury of the Villani family. Five years ago Giulia was entrusted to the care of the same hands that welcomed her mother, when she had nowhere to run, in the care of the sisters of a small convent a few kilometers from Rome. Now, about to complete adulthood she is awakened with gunshots in the middle of the night, and tries to escape, even knowing that it is impossible to escape from Michael Villani. Michael knew that the marriage between his parents was an arrangement, which is very common in the mafia, but what he never imagined was that his father had loved Donatella Cavalieri all his life. On his deathbed, Erico makes a last request to him, who claims Giulia, and ensures that she stays under his protection as his wife. All Giulia wanted was an ordinary life, studying, traveling, knowing the world. Among Michael’s goals, marriage would appear, and he was very happy with Carolyn, his mistress. But an agreement must be made in the name of peace between men of honor. Kept in a property and watched constantly, Giulia sees little of her future husband, until the night of her eighteenth birthday, when the engagement would be announced. When Michael kisses her, after putting the expensive ring on her finger, a spark ignites between them, in acombination of attraction and repulsion. Two sides of a story that had a tragic outcome that can either hate each other all their lives, or allow themselves to live an overwhelming love story.

All her life Io she has dreamed of going to the Chinese celebration of Hanami so that she might make friends. She’s ends up finding so much more in a young man named Draco who is the son of the General who runs the town. She is a naïve and gullible young woman who believed that she would never be deceived by someone of such an extinguished background. Draco knowing that he is promised to another courts Io while he fights for his right to choose his own bride. However, through the trickery and conniving wit of his mother who he thought was on his side, he sees everything he worked so hard for fall apart. When Io learns of his betrayal she takes the cue and runs from his truths revealed. When Draco runs off to be with the woman he loves against his families obligations. In a night of peace he and Io reunite only for him to wake up to her fury the next day. Io causes Draco harm by accident. In the weeks to come after they are permanently separated she learns of the child who grows in her womb and goes to tell Draco’s family of the news. His magical mother responds by cursing Io who hurt her child for one thousand years to become the monster that she sees her as. She will not live the life she wants. She will never know love. She will never hold her child. She will die when his mother grants it to be so and at the death of Io all those effected by her anger, will reveal the journeys that were caused by her anger. The reveal of all those effected will change the very world she will no longer get to live in.

After a tragic accident left Emily Yates without her memories, she fell in love with her savior, Justin Yates, unaware that he was hiding the truth and using her as a stand-in for his first love. For three long years, Emily poured everything into the relationship, hoping he would love her back. But on the day Justin proposed, he held his "one true love" in his arms and left Emily stranded on a foreign street, still expecting her to remain his secret mistress. Emily decided she would no longer be his stand-in. She ripped up the contract, kicked Justin out of her life, and hid her pregnancy before faking her death. When word of her death reached Justin, his world shattered. He fell gravely ill, barely clinging to life. Five years later, they crossed paths again. Emily had risen to fame as a renowned painter and jewelry designer, while Justin had swallowed his pride, now shamelessly chasing after her. “Emily, I know I messed up. Please, don’t leave me,” he begged, desperation in his voice. “Emily, can’t you just look at me, not other men? “Emily, I’ll be your model. Come over tonight and paint me, please? “Emily… Emily… My wife…” Emily’s fury boiled over. “Get lost! Who said I was your wife?” But Justin clung to her, refusing to let go, acting shamelessly. “I don’t care. You promised to marry me before, so that makes you my wife. “I don’t care! I don’t care!” he repeated.

My elder sister, the crown princess, died on the road while searching for medicinal herbs to save me. The obsessive merman, cunning fox spirit, and unhinged lion shifter she had entangled herself with all came looking for her. Each one believed he was her true love, and they immediately began fighting among themselves until all three were gravely wounded. When they learned that my sister had died because of me, they turned their fury to me, seeing me as the root of all their suffering. The merman brutally ripped out my spiritual core. "You killed her, so you don't deserve to live either." The fox spirit forced deadly poison down my throat. "Simply dying would be far too merciful for you." The lion shifter imprisoned me and tortured me daily. "That face of yours that looks like hers is the only reason you're still breathing." I carried the guilt of my sister's death, and I suffered in silence to keep my parents safe from their wrath. Three years passed, and I had become nothing more than a broken shell. I fought desperately to escape and return to the royal palace, only to hear familiar laughter echoing from the inner chambers. It was my sister's voice. "Thank heavens you came up with this brilliant plan, Mother. I certainly wasn't about to keep dealing with those disgusting beastmen forever." Rage consumed me. I burst through the doors, determined to kill us both, but her personal guard cut me down with a single strike. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my sister staged her own death.

TAEYANG SHIN I was never meant to come here. The Alpha Court Academy is a place for heirs, leaders – not broken things like me. I keep my head down, lock my wolf away, and pretend I don’t feel the pull of fate tightening around my throat. Then I meet Ronan Blackwood. The connection is instant, undeniable… and I know what it means. But instead of claiming me, Ronan hates me. Bullies me. And yet, even when his words cut, his eyes burn. I wasn’t looking for a mate. Especially not one destined to ruin me. RONAN BLACKWOOD I’ve spent my life training to inherit a title I never asked for. Son of a dying Alpha. Heir to a bloodline soaked in expectation and control. I don’t have time for distractions – especially not a delicate, sharp-tongued outsider like Tae Yang Shin. The moment I see him, something inside me twists. A dangerous, primal instinct I refuse to name. I push him away, torment him, but the bond coils tighter with every cruel word. I can’t want him. Can’t need him. But fate is cruel — and it’s about to take away our choice. In a world where bonds mean power, desire is weakness, and fate never asks for permission… two souls on opposite sides of pain and pride are bound to collide.

"I will spare them if you become my plaything. Let me use you whatever way I want.” “Ok.” Her voice was labored and out of breath. "It seems that the idea of becoming my toy is appealing to you?" He grinned. "For how long are you going to keep me?" "Until I am tired of you." She could feel the tears welling up inside her eyes. She was not going to show weakness in front of such a vile man. "Now that we have agreed, take your clothes off." *** Selena was the Alpha's bastard child who was despised by all. In an ideal world, her envious stepmother would have killed her, but because of her Alpha blood, her father allowed her to live. On her 18th birthday, Selena was sold by her father to an elderly Alpha who just desired a breeder. Her life suddenly took a turn for the worst after five years of agony with her forced mate when her pack was taken over by the vicious Alpha Cayden, who also killed her mate. Selena had given up on life and was wishing for death, but Cayden wouldnt let it. He desired to use her as a plaything and a toy, something to demonstrate to others his ability to seize and make use of anyone's mate. Was there more to his act? Would he use her until she lost the will to live? Love or revenge which one would win?

“You,” Hades snarled, his eyes burning into Claudine’s, “are a viper in my bed. A ticking time bomb.” Claudine’s lips curved into a chillingly beautiful smile. “Darling, in your bed, I’m whatever you desire.” ~~~~ This isn’t your typical enemies-to-lovers romance. This is the story of the infamous daughter of the worlds greatest russian Kalashnikov Omerta,a woman driven by vengeance, who wanted the downfall of Hades Vancouver, the dangerous American mafia leader. Death was too merciful a punishment for the man who murdered her parents. But in a twist of fate, she’s caught in his grip and forced into marriage with him—the very man she swore to destroy. To Hades, she’s not simply his wife. She’s a snake he’s obsessed with, a woman he wants to bend to his will and claim in every way imaginable. Her true identity is hidden from him, but he’s been obsessed since the first night he fingered her into a screaming, squirt-filled orgasm that felt like a soul-shifting experience. The same night she stole from him. Now, trapped in a deadly game of forced proximity, where desire is both a weapon and a weakness, one wrong move could ignite a war that consumes them all. But when Hades discovers the tracker in her old gunshot wound, a relic of a past encounter, the game changes. Read on to find out if things were falling out of place for these characters, or perhaps things were falling into the right places.

“That’s my husband, Sandra!” I shouted, my voice trembling with a mix of fury and heartbreak. “What is going on? Tell me you planned this! You’ve wanted him from the start, haven’t you?” My composure shattered. The heat of my emotions burned through me, and all I wanted was for this night, the night I had dreamed of, to unfold as planned. “I’m sorry, Delilah,” Sandra stammered, her voice quivering with guilt. “I was just as shocked as you. But Farrell is my mate. How could I have known the moon goddess would do this? I didn’t choose this. But it’s clear now, the moon goddess has rejected you as the Luna of our pack.” <<<<<<<<<<<< Delilah’s life shattered on the night of their mating ritual. Farrell, the man who promised her the world, discovered his true mate, her best friend, Sandra. Farrell was supposed to mark Delilah that night, making her the Luna of the pack. Instead, Delilah was cast out, her dreams reduced to ashes. Lost and heartbroken, Delilah sought solace in a moment of vulnerability, a one-night stand with a powerful Lycan King. To his shock, she turned out to be his true mate. But Delilah’s story is far from over. Who is she, really? What secrets does her destiny hold? As layers of mystery unravel, Delilah’s life takes an unexpected turn, uncovering truths that could change everything. Dive into this gripping love triangle filled with suspense, supernatural powers, magic, war, and jaw-dropping revelations. This is a tale that will keep you on the edge of your seat. She has pinned all her hopes on her marriage. Being a human and marrying the Alpha of a powerful pack was no small feat..

Tullah Richard, a young woman, left her family to be with Saul, her beloved boyfriend who, unfortunately, turned out to be a drunkard and abusive. Despite enduring his violent behavior, she remained committed to him. However, as time passed, the relationship took a darker turn. Despite the challenges, Tullah, determined to break free from Saul's toxicity, found herself facing a complicated situation when she discovered she was pregnant. Now torn between her desire to leave and the responsibility of impending motherhood, Tullah must navigate a difficult choice. Will she choose to leave despite the pregnancy, or will the impending arrival of their child tie her to Saul? If she decides to break free, will Saul ever find a way to reconnect with Tullah? The story unfolds with questions about whether Tullah can forge a new and happier life without Saul. --- "Saul, please let go of me!" she whispered, her plea audible in the tense air. "Never," Saul's fury was palpable, evident with just a glance at him. "I can't continue this way. I need to leave your life. Please, let go of me," she pleaded, attempting to free herself from Saul's grip. "You are stuck with me, Tullah. All of you is mine," he forcefully pushed her into the basement room, locked the door, and left. Tullah, no longer able to cry, lay quietly on the cold floor. This wasn't the first time she found herself confined, but she was determined it would be the last. Wiping away her tears, she wished for the morning to arrive swiftly, bringing with it the promise of a new beginning for her and her unborn child. ***** Diva_Unsual. nnenneuche84@gmail.com.