Wrath Of The Righteous Romance Novels & Stories

**Disclaimer:** This story contains dark romance themes including explicit non-consensual sexual content, violence, forced marking/bonding, emotional abuse, revenge, and psychological trauma. It is intended for mature adult readers only. Reader discretion is strongly advised. --- **Chapter Six: Isolde** Ryder’s fist remained buried in my hair, yanking my head back so sharply that pain exploded across my scalp. Tears pricked my eyes as I was forced to meet his cold, storm-grey gaze—the same eyes I had once loved with every foolish piece of my heart.

"It's not a Throne! It’s not an Audit! It’s a Shared Hearth! And as long as we keep the fire warm, the North will never be standard again!" The wolves let out a roar that shook the very foundations of the citadel. It wasn't a roar of submission; it was a Roar of Freedom. Eryx pulled me to him, his carnal crimson eyes filled with a peace that no machine could ever copy. "The 'Liturgy' is set, Gia." "And the Climax?" I asked. He kissed me. It was a kiss of bronze and lead, of fire and stardust, of 198 chapters of suffering turned into Infinite Hope.

Francis' ride was on us in a flash, screeching to a halt right in front. He stormed out, his face a thundercloud. "Mr. Collins!" he roared. "Where do you think you're taking her?" Bernard stepped up, shielding me. "I won fair and square; she's mine." "She belongs to me." Francis glared at me. "Natalie, come here." I stayed put. That was when the night exploded with the sound of a gunshot. A bullet sliced through the dark, gunning for Francis. "Hit the deck!" I shoved him down hard.

Then snarled in a low, whispering shriek, “I don’t know how you got my number, but mind you, I am not doing this with you right now." “Oh, your concern is how I got your number?!" she yelled back from the other end of the phone, and my teeth clenched. I wish Aria were already asleep so I could give this witch a piece of my mind. “Let me remind you, penniless Aurora Avery, half of Boston is run by Russell. I can get your number, even your home address if I want!” I squeezed my eyes shut, swallowing the insult when struggling to calm my nerves. “You think you can come back and have him? Hahaha… Look, it’s been five fucking years and Jax feels nothing—absolutely nothing—for you now. Not with ho

Trace is proud of what he did for many years, and his hard work finally has a result. "I am excited to meet you." Trace opens his eyes when the door of his office opens, and his fiance is walking in the direction where he is sitting. "Happy birthday, Mr. Billionaire, are you willing to buy me tonight?" Trace licked his lip, watching the woman who is wearing nothing, but her boobs and femininity are covered by icing. "I am willing to pay, I don't mind the price, come here my lost kitten." Trace tapped his thighs, and Beatrice, Trace's fiance obey what Trace instructed her to.

PROLOGUE TATIANA Death smashed into the back of Adrian’s slick Maserati, demanding our lives. My body jerked forward and the seat belt cut into my chest. My heart jumped, racing as fast as my husband’s driving. “What’s going on?” I whimpered frantically as I glanced over my shoulder. The headlights of a black SUV filled the rear window. Smash. My body jerked forward again. “Adrian!” I screamed. “Gun, get a gun.”

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by: Authoress Ricky Chapter two "Wow see who we have here the cute little RACHAEL HERNANDEZ" Jeremy says and his friends laugh. "I don't have time for you so can you just get out of my way or"..... "Or what! you fight me" he asks. "Jeremy leave my way I don't want to have anything to do with a bad guy like you" "Wow you got courage now right you bumped into me just now an you ain't even apologise" he says and push me and I fell to the ground immediately.

“Patience, love, I want him to suffer. I want to take my time and inflict as much pain as I possibly can before he dies.” He put his hand on my knee and asked, “How can one woman be so sweet, yet so ruthless at the same time?” I smiled, “I was raised as a warrior. I am fiercely loyal and protective of those I love, but I don’t let my enemies get away with hurting me or anyone I care for. That includes my kingdom in general.” He smiled, ‘I do love that about you. It’s another thing we have in common. I’m fiercely loyal too. I am the same way to people who try to hurt those I love too.” I smiled, “Good. Then we are on the same page. I’m very happy to hear that. I’m also very happy that you un

he bellowed, a twisted smirk adorning his face. Aurora's eyebrows shot up in fear as she locked her gaze with Jericho's piercing eyes. The realization of the impending torture sent shivers down her spine, knowing the deep hatred the two brothers held towards her. Despite her training to remain unyielding, Jericho had managed to break through her defenses. She could only imagine the excruciating pain that awaited her at the hands of the king, now that she had learned her death had been postponed.

Cosmo waved her hand to all the books behind her, she didn’t look in trouble at all for what she was doing right now. “The war…” Liam said, gritted his teeth because the pain was almost unbearable. How could he become more and more weaker when he supposed to be able to move his body right now if it was not because of the dark magic that she had used on him. This woman was trully a piece of art if he could say the least. “You don’t need to worry, they will not be able to penetrate this place at all.” Cosmo waved her hand, as if the war between the vampire and the human was a trivial thing for her.