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"Wait, wait!" Haneul gulped at the tiger whose emotions were soaring in front of her. "I don't want any trouble so let's just be friends." ___ An uprising between the Mafia clans of Gwangju resulted in immigrations and separations, with several clans bonding together and several dying out. Two of the major clans remained; Yeom and Jang, along with several other minor clans that decided to lay low. While the two major clans also laid low for the longest times, their conflicts brought them back on surface. The Yeom family struggled to stay on their feet and went to look out for a powerful family to form an alliance with. Kim Haneul was the victim of alliance, a Pediatrician and the only daughter of the respected Kim family. On the surface, the Kim family was asked for Haneul's hand in marriage by the CEO of Gearhead Game Studios, Yeom Tae. Not knowing the real identity and past behind Yeom Tae, Haneul got wed into the Mafia's family. The honest Yeom Tae, however, revealed his true identity to his newly wed wife right away and her reaction put him in a spot he had never imagined for a dazzling and charming man such as himself. How will he ever be able to progress in his romantic life after a death sentence such as that? ___ "Wait what?" Tae blinked a few times to slap himself back to reality, "We're what now?" "Friends!" Haneul exclaimed joyfully, of course. ___ Join a soft romantic comedy ride of the couple as they progress from just friends to more than just friends, with awkward and subtle conversations to picking up on each others' habits! Read how the obstacles in the new Mafia life and the small expressions in the doctor life affect the relationship between the two. ----- Cover artist: @alina._.smthng (Instagram)5
James Harristian, aka James Belgenza, is the mafia leader of Daga Nero, a splinter group of the oldest famous mafia families in Naples. Despite of his powerful ruler of the town who controlled the underground weapon industry in Europe, James was also an owner of a successful high-tech motor company in the world. One day, James was deceived in a scam dinner had by his mistress. It was strived to kill him, but somehow, he escaped. Being trapped in gunshots with his enemy, a flower girl saves James' life from his shameful miserable dying. Delilah is a flower girl who runs a small flower shop in an alley in Naples, Italy. She thought innocently by helping James to get to the hospital without wondering who James Belgenza was. When James has another chance to breathe, he does not feel grateful to his savior unless to kidnaps her. Unfortunately, Delilah turns out to be a guaranty of her father's debt, which fleeced off unable to pay. Therefore, James intentionally kept Delilah in his mansion and added more debts to confine her forever. What will happen when the debt is only a plot to kill James and Delilah is a pawn? Meanwhile, James falls for Delilah, who tried hard to pay her unpaid debt. Read it to find how Delilah wants to leave James, but he traps her into love. *** "W-What do you want?" Delilah asked as she was caged in the wall by James. "I want to see the girl who saved me. Do you know who I am?" James sharply gazed up at Delilah's blue eyes. Delilah innocently shook her head to him. "From now on, call me, Mr. J." WARNING FOR 21+ SMUT SCENE (THIS STORY IS PART OF THE SEVEN WOLVES SERIES) Please bear with my English since it is not my first language, I hope you enjoy reading it. Have fun! follow me on IG: @nandastrand, FB: @NandaStrandAndrew Valencian, eleven years after the incidents of “Owned By The Mafia Boss” is all grown up and now the embodiment of all that’s right and wrong with the rich. One thing about him is clear—he doesn’t, and will never believe that love is anything good. “So one day you wake up and now you can’t live without a person who can’t give a fuck about you, and now you’re caught up in a toxic cycle of depending on them—and you people make it seem all roses?” Who would want another to control how you feel about your life? If you feel happiness, sadness or anything at all? At least not him. So when his mother, Scarlet Walker–Valencian arranged for a woman to help him with his lack of faith in love, he wasn’t at the top of the world. But he did see one thing—an opportunity. An opportunity that would change his life forever.
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**Book 1** Isabelle Williams is a sweet and honest girl that, believe it nor not, knows what she wants. After finding out that her boyfriend was with her only to take her virginity, she decides on making a bold move. The deal is simple: she gets her virginity taken and the guy in question gets an easy lay. Now, who is the guy in question? None other than the ice-blue eyed heartthrob. Allen Hayes, the cold, unapproachable, and the hottest playboy in school, carries a rather tedious and dull life. His cool and indifferent facade hide more than people can see, and he wants to keep it that way. Mostly unintentionally intimidating others —or not—, he is someone not everyone can or want to be around with. They thought it was going to be nothing more than a one-night thing, but it ended up igniting something inside of them the moment they were finally together. Isabelle doesn’t know the hurt hidden in Allen’s heart, yet she ventures in this rollercoaster without thinking twice; decided to break into his heart if necessary. Is love enough to heal the wounds of the heart?4.86
KELLY: Crash is rich, famous, handsome, and he used to be mine. He convinced me he loved me, took my virginity, then he disappeared. No explanation. Only empty excuses. Now he's suddenly back. Does he really think I’m still that gullible girl he left a year ago? CRASH: Kelly is the love of my life. A year ago I lied to her--but it was to protect her. Now I know, I can't live without her. If I can just convince her to forgive me, maybe I can trust her with the real reasons we had to break up. When Kelly learns the real reason Crash broke up with her, will she forgive him? And even if she does, can their love survive the shark-infested waters of the music industry that almost destroyed them once before? CONTENT WARNING: Language, sexual situations, and sexual assault. Cover Image is copyright (c) 2022 AimeeLynn4.84
"I am the snake who will bite you at your weakest, break you until you beg for mercy. Kiss my feet, so I can stomp your face with my boots, you evil bitch." - Emmelyn Jones. -- Tormented for three years and killed on prom night by her bullies, eighteen-year-old Emmelyn Jones returned back in time when she was a freshman. Fueled by the thirst for revenge, she had nothing but a mission: to ruin the lives of everyone who had bullied her before. And she would do it... Mercilessly. ** Current cover is not mine. Credit to the artist. *** -- Join Discord Server and check Pupa's other books: https://linktr.ee/Author_Pupa Instagram: @ForeverPupa[Contenu Mature. Pas de Viol] « Il suffisait de briser une règle qu'elle n'était pas censée » Il était le mauvais garçon tatoué. Elle était la gentille fille à lunettes, et elle lui appartenait. — Lorsque Julianne Winters décide de déménager au dortoir de la réputée Université, elle a tout planifié pour pouvoir terminer ses études et quitter l'endroit. Mais son plan prend rapidement feu dès que le regard de Roman Moltenore de la dernière année se pose sur elle. Et son apparence ne crie rien d'autre que des ENNUIS. « Quelles règles ? » demanda Julianne avec un froncement de sourcils en parcourant la page. Elle était sûre de n'avoir vu aucune règle du campus mentionnée sur leur site web. # 4. Interdiction d'utiliser les téléphones portables. # 12. Les étudiants ne doivent pas se promener à l'extérieur du campus après vingt-trois heures. Plus elle lisait, plus cela devenait bizarre. Son amie tourna la page et pointa ensuite la dernière règle numéro 29. Écouter Roman Moltenore. « C'est inventé. Regarde, la dernière est même écrite au crayon. » Julianne ne pouvait pas croire que son amie du dortoir d'à côté pensait qu'elle tomberait dans le panneau. « Et pas de téléphone ? » « Il est important que tu respectes toutes les règles. Surtout le numéro vingt-neuf, » dit la fille d'un ton sérieux. « Souviens-toi de ne pas t'impliquer avec Roman. Si tu arrives à le voir, cours dans la direction opposée. Il y a une raison pour laquelle cela est écrit ici. » Avec les règles du campus, elle en vient à envoyer des lettres manuscrites à son oncle. Mais qui aurait cru que cela finirait entre les mains de quelqu'un d'autre !
"Qui t'a touchée ?" demanda-t-il, ses yeux fixant les siens et quand elle ne répondit pas, sa voix tonna dans la pièce, "QUI ?" Le majordome qui se tenait près du mur parla d'une voix tremblante, "Monsieur, c'était Monsieur Reverale," le visage de Damien s'assombrit, sa mâchoire se contractant de colère, il tourna son visage vers le majordome qui était derrière lui. "Amenez l'homme ici." "M-maintenant ?" bégaya le majordome. C'était l'heure de la nuit. Damien, qui n'avait pas rompu son contact visuel avec la fille devant lui, posa sa main contre le mur qui reposait maintenant à côté de la tête de sa belle fille. Tournant son corps, il regarda d'abord son majordome qui avait la tête baissée. Avec beaucoup de courage, le majordome vint croiser le regard de son Maître, "Est-ce que tu as un autre moment pour cela? Ou devrait-on attendre que j'aie envie de t'étrangler?" demanda calmement Damien en inclinant la tête. Pas une seconde plus tard, le majordome sortit de la pièce pour revenir avec Monsieur Reverale après vingt minutes. "Damien, avons-nous une fête du thé tardive ?" Monsieur Reverale vint saluer mais le maître de la maison avait d'autres plans. Apercevant le couteau qui était planté dans la pomme sur la table, il le saisit pour le retirer. Au moment où Monsieur Reverale tendit la main pour lui serrer la main, Damien prit sa main pour la poser sur la table. En un mouvement rapide comme s'il coupait des oignons, il trancha les quatre doigts de l'homme de sa main, le faisant crier et pleurer de douleur. "Personne ne touche ce qui est à moi. Je suis sûr que cela te rappellera la prochaine fois que tu penseras même à la toucher," soupira Damien comme s'il en avait marre de dire aux gens de garder leurs mains sales loin de ses affaires. Rencontrez Damien Quinn, un vampire de pur sang qui est un narcissique complet, brut avec ses mots et avare même s'il est riche qui a marchandé quand il a acheté un esclave sur le marché noir. D'un autre côté, rencontrez Pénélope qui croit qu'elle est une 'invitée' pour quelques jours chez les Quinn car elle a l'intention de s'échapper de l'étrange vampire qui a besoin d'une thérapie. ~ Discord: https://discord.gg/K63uVqN
In a modern, urban world where the celestial and infernal realms secretly shape mortal existence, Asuriel has always considered herself an ordinary woman with a passion for mixing drinks and living a boring, ignoble life. But as her twenty-fifth birthday approaches, everything changes. Powerful abilities hidden deep beneath the surface since childhood finally begin to burst through, revealing her cursed heritage – which marks her as both a miracle and an abomination. A beastly devil named Vaerion Sinclair—the charismatic and ruthless CEO of one of the largest business conglomerates—has been tied to her since she was young by her strange abilities. Now, having been awoken, the bond they share is activated – both physically and mentally. Being forced to share dreams and stay within 10 feet of a stranger 24/7 is troublesome, to say the least... especially when he is a walking temptation. As these new, unbridled powers threaten to tear her apart, she discovers that, if she wants to survive, she has to unravel the mystery of her origins and the prophecy tied to her bloodline. Her body has turned into a ticking time bomb. Alongside Vaerion, who is obligated to help out of the selfish desire to preserve his own life, the pair uncovers threads of lies, betrayal, and forbidden love that could ignite a war between the celestial and infernal realms. — “Are you scared?” Vaerion asked, his deep voice muffled slightly by the helmet he wore. Asuriel sniffled, swallowing the remnants of her emotional breakdown. In contradiction to the nervousness she felt boiling in her stomach, she scoffed, “Of course not.” “A shame,” the devil chuckled, a hint of mischief in his tone. “Let’s fix that.” Before Asuriel could ask what he meant, the motorcycle’s engine roared to life, and inertia sent her body backward. She instinctively jumped forward and tightened her grip on the man’s waist. The sounds of the bike reverberated deep in her chest, making a home in her ribcage. The pair flew through the night, passing cars and buildings so quickly that it all looked like multicolored streaks of light rushing by. Her heartbeat soared as adrenaline and fear filled her bloodstream. As they rode out of the city, Vaerion spoke to her through their mind-link, his tone possessive, “Your fear is mine to evoke. Don’t you dare cry again – unless I’m the one to make you.” — My Inkbound Devil gives you a slice of all your favorite tropes: urban, fantasy romance with a devil-beast CEO and dark, heavy atmosphere… with R18 smut as icing on the cake.~ Join us on this adventure, and support the novel if you enjoy it! Expect daily updates~
Lila Collin’s has always lived her life by the books:Top grades, loyal friends and to top it off she had a ring on her finger from her to die for heartthrob, Caleb Wolfe, a steady hardworking handsome man she’s loved for years. Finally graduating college ,she decides to let loose for one night ,Celebrating her achievements with her friends while Caleb is tied up at work . However Everything changes when Lila comes across dashing,young CEO Adrian Ravencroft. Adrian is the man in every single lady’s radar, why not? He was dangerously handsome, a bad boy to the core whose mere presence in a room could make any woman forget her better judgement. With a reputation for trouble and a past shrouded in mystery ,Adrian is used to women chasing him. But Lila wasn’t every other lady and certainly did not have an eye out for Adrian. So how come she woke up the next day to find herself unclad in a hotel room with a mark on her neck she couldn’t explain. And for some reason, she can’t seem to stop thinking of the man she met,Adrian Ravencroft. “Lila, Lila... Lila," he said with a purr staring into her eyes with those dark, unending pupils. "You're such a stubborn girl. No matter, I'll let you off this time. With a warning," Adrian said, flashing Lila a dangerous smile with just the faintest sign of fangs escaping his lips. That deep baritone voice creeped into her mind in the unholiest of ways. Drawn into Adrian’s dark, seductive world, Lila is forced to navigate secrets she never imagined, dangers she never prepared for, and emotions she never wanted to feel. As Caleb grows distant and Adrian’s shadowy charm takes root, Lila must decide who she really is and who she is willing to become. But as her heart is pulled in two opposing directions, Lila will discover that some changes are irreversible. Her celebration becomes the beginning of a journey that could lead to eternal love—or eternal regret. Is Adrian Ravencroft her greatest adventure or her ultimate downfall? And when the darkness finally takes hold, will it claim her for good? One night, one choice, and one dangerous man will change everything.
[Reifer Inhalt, keine Vergewaltigung] Alles, was es brauchte, war, eine Regel zu brechen, die sie nicht hätte tun sollen. Er war der böse Junge mit den Tattoos. Sie war das brave Mädchen mit der Brille, und sie gehörte ihm. - Als Julianne Winters beschließt, in das Studentenwohnheim der renommierten Universität zu ziehen, hat sie alles geplant, um ihren Abschluss zu machen und den Ort zu verlassen. Doch ihr Plan gerät schnell ins Wanken, als der Blick von Roman Moltenore aus der Abschlussklasse auf ihr landet. Und seine Erscheinung schreit nichts anderes als TROUBLE. "Welche Regeln?" fragte Julianne stirnrunzelnd, als sie die Seite durchlas. Sie war sich sicher, dass sie auf der Website keine Regeln für den Campus gefunden hatte. # 4. Keine Handys benutzen. # 12. Studenten sollten sich nach elf Uhr nachts nicht mehr außerhalb des Campus aufhalten. Je weiter sie las, desto bizarrer wurde es. Ihre Freundin blätterte um und zeigte dann auf die letzte Regel Nr. 29. Höre auf Roman Moltenore. "Das ist erfunden. Schau, die letzte ist sogar mit Bleistift geschrieben." Julianne konnte nicht glauben, dass ihre Freundin aus dem Nachbarschlafsaal dachte, sie würde darauf hereinfallen. "Und kein Telefon?" "Es ist wichtig, dass du dich an alle Regeln hältst. Vor allem Nummer neunundzwanzig", sagte das Mädchen in einem ernsten Ton. "Denk daran, dich nicht mit Roman einzulassen. Solltest du ihn zufällig sehen, laufe in die andere Richtung. Es gibt einen Grund, warum das hier aufgeschrieben ist." Angesichts der Regeln auf dem Campus greift sie darauf zurück, ihrem Onkel handgeschriebene Briefe zu schicken. Aber wer hätte gedacht, dass sie in den Händen eines anderen landen würden!
'Alarys Military Academy welcomes all the candidates to its doors. I would like to thank all the Kruvaryans for dispatching their youth to us. I may remind you again that this is not a sacrifice but a step towards the eternal prosperity of Kruvarys. Do your Army proud, so you do your Kingdom proud.' Alarys Military Academy was nothing more than a slaughterhouse and Gwen was one of the many sacrificial goats who were forcefully shoved into the entry trials this year. To live, she must survive. To live, she must bond with one of the fire-breathers. But even if she did survive the trials, she had to survive the military academy filled with the offspring of the generals who destroyed the lives of everyone in their Kingdom. However, later she figured out that she had more life-threatening problems in hand. In the Academy, a different sort of mystery awaited her and she couldn't help but think that there was something more sinister about the Military Academy than what met the eye. Bound with her enemy and the Governor General's handsomely infuriating son, Damian Thorndyke, she had to figure out the links between the magic of the lands and the sinister incidents that happened in the Academy every year. All her life, Gwen was considered an outcast for not having a magical moon stone just like every human on the lands. But now that she had the magic she yearned for, why did it seem like the magic in their lands was more of a curse than a blessing? ——— "You are no princess, Gwen," his fingers brushed her cheek as his twilight eyes bore into hers, "You are wild. A breathtakingly ethereal, murderous little venom. You bow to no one. And when I look at you? I am terrified. Terrified of the things that I would do for you." This is a fantasy-romance enemies to lovers trope. Update rate: 1-3 chapters per day, along with bonus chapters during the weekends. 1 super gift = 6 bonus chapters Do support me by sending a gift!
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He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W4.99
"If you’re given a chance to live once more, will you take it? Even if… it comes at a cost?" ________________ After working herself to death at a young age, Senara Lee woke up in her younger self. Thankful for a second chance, she made a promise that in this life, she would live for herself. While trying to rediscover her long-lost self, she befriended Kaiden Ma—a pro gamer she met online. What she didn’t know was that he was also the world-known handsome genius and the richest heir of the East. However, he had a little problem. One—he was way too grumpy; and two—he was mysophobic (hates touching). With his condition making it hard to find a partner, and his family pushing him for one, he made a deal with Senara to be his fake ‘girlfriend.’ And so, their hilarious and catastrophic game of fake relationship (with a twist) begins. As Senara journeyed through her second life, alongside Kaiden and their friends, the “Guardians of Fate” laid in wait. What would they do with this romance that wasn’t supposed to be? And what was the cost of this new life she was given? ______________________________ Don't forget to VOTE, COMMENT, and REVIEW Instagram / TiktTok: macy_bae_writes _____________ Please do not plagiarize this book or post it on different platforms. Read directly in the Webnovel app or website (webnovel.com). All rights are reserved to the author.'If you are reading this, then congratulations! My daughter has successfully found you. And as a reward, you are required to take good care of her for a year. Teach her how to be a good kid, okay? Good luck with raising my cute daughter! Mwah! — L. Fortez' —//—//— Louisa Fortez left the three young masters who are also her friends without saying anything. Even if they try to find her, it's still hard to find someone who doesn't want to be found. After a year of fruitless search, her friends decided to let the fate decide if they will still have a chance to meet her in the future or not. Six years later, the three young masters become the most vicious, ruthless, and heartless villains with different professions in the huge city of Larden. Six years later, it was not Louisa who they found but her five-year-old daughter. Their missing in action friend years ago had given them a task to take good care of her daughter and teach her how to be a good person in her stead. Can these villains teach the little girl some good morals or they will be wrapped around her small and chubby fingers?
*** This story will be temporarily on hold. I am sorry to my readers if I can't continue to write this at the moment. I plan to finish The Royal Contract first this month before continuing to write this one. Again, I am asking for your understanding. Due to financial reasons, I need to write a new book for now. A Contract to Marry the Cold-hearted CEO I hope you will give it a try. Thanks again for reading my stories. *** Little girls dreamed of sparkling tiaras and fancy gowns. Little boys wanted to drive fast cars. Well, could she have both? And the father she had never met as a bonus. Luisa was the spunky, street-smart girl next door that wanted her life to have meaning. She lived her life like she was not exceptional except when she was behind the wheel, racing for the finish line. But was that all she wanted? One day, a man dressed up in an impeccable suit came up to her and told her she was a princess, heir to the throne. Insane, right? He was a prince and a successful tycoon who almost had everything except one thing. He wanted the crown. But he had no birthright to rule the Kingdom. Until he discovered there was another way for him to become King. However, he had to agree to the conditions and convince his future Queen of his plans. Easy, right? Would an arrangement be the solution to what they both desire? Would Luisa submit to what Liam proposed? Or would they get more than what they bargained for in the end? Note: This story is related to the Royal Contract book. Still, it is a standalone story. There is no need to read the other book to understand it. [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.
He wasn't always like this... was he? Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? Was I too blind to see through his façade? Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? No answers, I have no answers. But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. "You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. "No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt. "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."
(p.s cover's not mine. Credit to the artist.) *Contains violence and sexual abuse. If you can't handle it, PLEASE DO NOT READ!!!* Raven Evans wishes to be a normal seventeen year old girl. But how can she be when she lost her parents at the age of seven. Her aunt physically abuses her, her uncle sexually abuses her, her cousin maltreats her. She's mentally, physically, and emotionally destroyed. Who can she turn to when everyone thinks she's treated right. Everyone except Nick Hart. A guy who has his own secrets and will do anything and everything to protect Raven. She feels safe in his arms, until his secrets starts to affect her. Join this two as they fall in love with each other while battling with their inner and outer demons.
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He’s dangerous and he plotted it all along , to catch me in a compromising situation where I would be left with no choice but to marry him . He’s the city’s bad boy , men feared him , women wanted him , parents warned their children to stay away from him . He was from the bad side of town and I , the good . They didn’t have any rules to follow , we did . I was the good girl , followed every single rule my parents gave to me , I was their pride and joy but all that changed the moment Dante Clarke entered my life . ...................... Dante Clarke was a wanted man , the sexy bad boy that women threw themselves at and swooned over . His family was widely feared , no one went against them ... no one except the Palmers , they were the rich and elite group that followed the rules ,the complete opposite of the Clarkes. The Clarkes were fed up of the Palmers threats about the way they went about their lives and so they wanted a way to shut their mouths for good . When Dante’s father sets his eyes on their daughter Kyomi , he thinks of the perfect plan , make Kyomi Palmer marry his son and force the Palmers to finally submit to them .