What Is Devil Hour

Frustrated by abusive father and domestic violence, 18 year old Veronica is on run to start a new life on her own. working several part time jobs to pay her bills and save for university. In the long run, she catches the eye of Italian Mafia boss who visits her university during a seminar. Her introvert personality and sad, pessimistic aura around her makes him suspicious and curious about her. and he is determined to find everything about her. is he going to love her, who had been lost in the long run while yearning for it? a journey of doom and downfall, miseries and anguish. will she ever accept him? while he is going to tame her. a dark romance which will be able to bloom or was doomed from the beginning?

WARNING: RATED 18 VERY KINKY BL BOOK DEEP DARK DIRTY MxM FANTASY BOOK Dear Diary, I know you didn't see this coming, but I know exactly what Mason Grey tastes like, and I'm talking every single part of him. With love, Charlie Hearth.

Warning! 18++ Dark romance, violence, sex and lots of sex, BDSM, age gap, sugar daddy/baby kink, kidnapping, etc. *** Series of stories of sizzling hot bad boy billionaires, who are devils in the sheets and out of it, tamed by feisty female leads. Each story can be read as a standalone, but some characters make appearances in various stories. Dive in for a long thick...I meant a good long ride, Unless you would rather be bad, Very bad.

Amelia Knight (Mia) has just turn eighteen. She is a shy yet a girl with full of excitement. She has a passion for dancing. She also has a best friend called Ashton. She has a sister, Dad, Mum whom she is very close. Her sister is about to get married. But what happens when that marriage pulled her into her worst nightmare. What will she do? Will she live with it or will she leave from it?

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" "It is." "Please don't pull that with me." "Pull what?" "That." She pointed at my face. "Where I explain how pretty everything looks and you say yes but you would be referring to me." She waved her hands in the air, explaining. "It's cliche and kinda getting old." "Would you prefer I do this instead?" I pinned a loose strand behind her ear, my palm roamed her soft features and also on her lips. "Or this?" I leaned in to steal a kiss, stopping midway to see if she'd stop me and she didn't. I couldn't help the tiny smirk that lay on my lips after. "Aren't you going to stop me?" My raspy voice whispered in her ear. She shivered, unconsciously leaning into me for warmth. I stopped her fingers as she tried to wrap them around my neck. ********** She's not the bad girl he thought she was. He's not the good boy she thought he was.

She watched her future crumble through a camera lens. Four years. One ring. The wrong woman wearing it. Sloane's carefully constructed life shatters in a single night when her boyfriend proposes to someone else at an event she's photographing. Broke, humiliated, and desperate for a fresh start, she's ready to give up on everything. Until an opportunity falls into her lap that changes everything. A contract with Lennon Cross. The biggest name in music. The man everyone wants but no one can have. Half a million dollars for six months of her life. It sounds perfect. Too perfect. Because Lennon doesn't do charity. He doesn't do kindness. And he definitely doesn't do love. What he does do is destroy anyone who gets too close. Sloane should walk away. Should protect what's left of her shattered heart. But desperation makes people reckless. And when her ex comes crawling back, suddenly success tastes like the sweetest revenge. The man who broke her. Or the one who might save her. If he doesn't ruin her first. Some contracts are signed in ink. Others are paid for in heartbreak.

For the love for your life, are you willing to give up the love of your life? When one has everything, one does not see what she is missing. Caress Aragon, epitome of beauty, abundant of wealth and pampered with love. In the brink of losing everything, she traded something she never realized the true value to her. Now, she must face the consequences of her choices including the ones she made in the past. Against fate, mystical beings and foes, will she still get a happy ending?

“What the hell is wrong with you, Natasha?” Victoria said. “I’m not talking to you!” I snapped at her. “In fact…” I paused. “…Get the fuck out!” “And if I don’t?” she fired back. I exhaled slowly. “Victoria, I won’t repeat myself.” She moved to close the distance between us. “You come in here, throwing tantrums, and you’re asking me to leave? Do your worst, sister. I’m not going anywhere.” That’s it. That was all it took. Whatever restraint I’d been holding back dissolved into nothing. I surged forward, fisting my hand into her hair and yanking hard, dragging her out of the boardroom before she could even steady herself. I locked the door behind me. My father simply stood there as he watched the scene unfold right in front of him. “Back to you, Marcus.” Natasha Whitmore enters a marriage of convenience with Tristan Castillo, a powerful CEO, to save her family’s failing company. Expecting a cold and ruthless man, she instead discovers someone complex, controlled, and unexpectedly protective. As their forced marriage unfolds, Natasha begins to question her assumptions about him and her own life, especially as hidden truths start to emerge and change everything she believed.

Sign the damn divorce papers, Aurora.” Richard Snarled. A faint smirk touched my lips.Did he truly think I was that much of a fool? “You think I’ll grant you the privilege of spending my father’s wealth with your mistress?”My voice was cold, sharp as a blade. “I’m not signing a thing.” --- She died so she could live. After her husband, Richard and her best friend, conspired to murder her for her inheritance, Aurora awoke in a new body, her memories perfectly intact, She soon discovered her husband and her best friend were now married, and in control of the fortune she thought she had left behind. Now, armed with a different face, she has returned. The game has changed. The betrayed wife is gone, and in her place stands an avenger, ready to destroy the people who killed her and reclaim the life they stole.

My name is Drexton Blackthorn. This is my story. Twenty-one years ago, I witnessed the birth of a girl, born not in innocence but to fulfil my deadly quest. Her cries were a testament to the hate and fire burning inside me, a reminder of blood spilled... and blood owed. Her body was smeared with the sinful blood of her mother. She was born into the same family that annihilated mine. Ixora Castellan. Two years ago, she walked into the trap I spent decades designing. Then my game of torment began. It was supposed to be a simple game of hunt, predator and prey. I ruined her physically, twisted her mentally, but I failed to shatter her heart, and that failure ruined me. I fell for the woman who was born for my destruction. The truth was supposed to stay hidden forever, but someone else had to interfere. Secrets spilled. Blood followed, and I lost my Ixora. Eighteen months later, she returns, but I know she's not Ixora, my firefly. She is a shadow, wearing her face, body and identity. I don't know where my obsession is, dead or alive? For the first time, I am weak and powerless. I want her back. As long as she is alive, I will burn the world to find her. She is not just a part of my past; she is my present, and I will make her my future. She is a sin that I want. My Nemesis.