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His entire body was braced, his eyes dark with resentment. He hated me. He always had. But that was the thing about hate—it was just love turned inside out. And love, twisted the right way, could be a very dangerous thing. I inhaled slowly, then exhaled. Controlled. Measured. Then I spoke. “I’ve been unfair to you.” Raiden blinked, clearly not expecting that. His hands clenched into fists against his knees. Good. Let the confusion settle in. Let him question. Let him listen.

He made it so. To be honest, I never had a chance, he was playing for the win and I lost. Maybe I was right to think that I could never have the happily ever after, and he wasn't giving me one. Because his love was all Dark and Twisted. (This is the second book of a Duo Series, Readers are advised to read the First book- 'CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance', before this book.) #WrongReasonRightOne #Mafia #Dark #Twisted #Steamy #ReadtheWarnings #SensitiveThemes #Dominant #Caged #Kidnapped #Revenge

Sarah's chеst hеavеd with thе forcе of hеr еmotions, a maеlstrom of angеr and hеartbrеak swirling within hеr, a storm of cataclysmic proportions that thrеatеnеd to tеar hеr asundеr. "And what about mе?" shе dеmandеd, hеr voicе cracking with thе wеight of hеr sorrow, stripping hеr of thе last vеstigеs of hеr fragilе composurе. "You don’t carе if I havе a nееd or anything.."

I shut my eyes. The feeling that rushed through me wasn’t one I could control. His touch did that. Still. After everything. And that made me hate myself a little. But then the memory of his voice came back to me. You disgust me. You and your pathetic games. I remembered the way he stood by his mother and let her words sink deep into me like I was worthless. Like I had no voice. I pulled away from him. Turned to face him. His eyes held something softer than before but I wasn’t moved.

His lips twisted into a snarl as he strained against the handcuffs, feeling them bite into his skin. "You think this is over?" he muttered under his breath, voice a rough rasp in the darkness. He would find a way out. He would make them pay. Claire. Ryan. All of them. With blood. With screams. With everything they loved. A slow, sick smile spread across Mason's battered face. This was just the beginning. And when he rose again— nothing would save them.

Ethan said a matter-of-factly as he pointed out the book he was currently holding in his hand. Titania felt like the blood inside her body was boiling due to extreme anger. 'This is a big lie. They are slandering us, werewolves. They don't have proof, and they have not seen a werewolf eating a human heart!' 'But here they are, preaching and teaching the younger ones a big lie! They even made a book about their lies! Pesky humans!' If Titania could transform, then she might have already transformed in her werewolf form and show them that what was written in that book was not true at all.

I'm about to taunt him when he slams his lips on mine. …. I do make some tiktok for my characters when I have free time and I just dropped an edit of Nikolai and Adrian. Feel free to check it out. My handle is “Books_haven”. Thanks for your support!

maddeningly sweet and filthy. Between each thrust, Raphael chanted the words Xavier hated most. "I hate you.....I hate you, your ruined me, you ruined us." Raphael cried again and again, nails raking over Xavier’s shoulders, leaving red trails like desperate pryrs. "Then hate me on my cock," Xavier grunted, thrusting deeper, faster, mind unraveling. The room filled with sweat, musk, and the sound of skin slapping. Wet. Primal. Obscene. Xavier devoured him.

Hot tears spilled over “I hate you Taurus! I hate my dad! He is the reason Rüya died, that I am alone with no mother!” Taurus just laughed. It was slow and satisfied, the kind of laugh that crawled under my skin and stayed there. “Yes,” he said softly, tilting his massive head. “There it is.” His eyes burned brighter, reflecting something ugly and familiar inside me. “Hate feels good, doesn’t it?” My chest tightened. He took a step closer, hooves cracking the stone beneath him, but he didn’t raise his weapon. “It’s warm and contagious,” he continued, with his voice smooth and coaxing. “Let it fuel you, lit up your path”

Which translates to “I hate your guts and you hate my guts, so this arrangement can't work.” “Last time, I checked that it wasn't your choice to make. I'm the Alpha of this pack, you're in my pack and whatever I say goes, so deal with it.” “Like hell I will! You really think that I'm going to agree to stay here with you devils for 2 years or whenever time the council comes to their fucking sense?! You faggots are dumber than I thought.” Audible gasps were heard from every angle and a sly smirk tug my lips upward. But what happened next shocked me.