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wanted by the devil's incarnate[BL]: love After A kill.

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]
Border_Collie · 24.5k Views

Bound to the enemy Alpha

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The Voyeur: He Gazes Back from the Abyss

She watched him for thirty days. She memorized his insomnia, his two-finger pours of Macallan at 3 AM, the way his eyes moved across a room like he was calculating distances. She catalogued his routines with the detachment of a scientist and the patience of a predator. She thought she was in control. She was the one being studied. — In the darkest channels of the dark web, Anya Voss is known as The Eye — an information broker who has never met a network she couldn't crack, never met a target who saw her coming. Julian Sterling was supposed to be her most lucrative job. Infiltrate his home system. Find the buried crimes of a man too powerful to be touched. Collect the payout. Disappear. Instead: thirty days of surveillance that was never hers. A security code that was an invitation, not a barrier. A hidden archive that opened without resistance — because it had been left unlocked, and she had been expected. And a man who looked through a camera she had spent eleven days concealing, and said her name. Now Anya is inside Julian's world — his prisoner, his analyst, and the only person who might be able to solve a problem that has defeated everyone before her. Because she isn't the first person he's brought here. There was someone before her. Thirty-seven someones, each one with a file in a partition she's not supposed to open, each one concluded with a single, irrevocable word: Withdrawn. Julian Sterling is not the monster she was hired to find. But the thing watching them both from the abyss might be. In a city under invisible surveillance, the most dangerous truth is the one you were always meant to discover.
RockJohn · 1.5k Views

Contract Marriage: Breaking His Own Rules

Linda Gilbert’s fall was well planned and cruel. One moment, she was a top model, adored by brands and envied by many. Next, she was branded a homewrecker, wrongly accused and framed by someone who wanted to destroy her. The scandal spread overnight, tearing her career apart completely. Her father disowned her and left her with nowhere to turn. She wandered the streets under the hot sun, lost and exhausted, only to be hit by a car and land in the hospital. That was when Linda learned the car that almost killed her belonged to the scariest CEO that everyone feared. His assistant believed she had deliberately thrown herself in front of the car, assuming she had fallen too low and had nowhere else to go… just like another desperate woman trying to force her way into his boss’s life. But Linda knew she wasn’t chasing power. What was happening to her wasn’t her fault, and the accident was nothing but a cruel coincidence. As if looking down on her wasn’t enough, she was offered a contract meant for a random woman like her. Under normal circumstances, she would have slapped it back in their faces and spat on it. But she had no choice. She forced herself to sign a harsh contract marriage for one year, with no love or affection, in exchange for the one thing she needed the most, to clear her name… As Linda stepped into a life she never wanted, she set her heart on one goal… revenge. While the world believed she married for power, she remained unbothered, quietly taking control of her life on her own terms. What she never expected…Was that the man who wrote the rules would be the first to break them?
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When seventeen-year-old Renmei sets out to become her village’s healer, she dreams only of using her modest magic to mend wounds and save lives. But her destiny shifts the night she finds a wounded dragon dying in the forest. The dragon, known as The Custodian of Cobalt Flames, now reduced to a whisper of spirit; he finds refuge inside Renmei's body to survive. What begins as a haunting turns into an uneasy coexistence: He cannot fully manifest without her, and Renmei cannot remove him without losing the immense magic now flowing through her veins. His presence strengthens her mana core, filling her with power she never imagined—but every spell she casts feels tinged with a heat not entirely her own. Before she can understand what’s happened, the skies darken with the arrival of the dragon’s elder brother—The Dignified Eternal Guardian and Unyielding Sentinel of the Cyan Inferno. In human form, he is as commanding as he is disdainful. He sees Renmei as a reckless mortal who tampered with powers beyond her station, yet he cannot harm her without endangering his beloved brother. Bound by duty and love for his younger brother, he insists that Renmei accompany him across kingdoms to the Ancient Ancestral Pyre, a sacred mountain where souls of the dragons of the east may be reborn. Thus begins an uneasy pilgrimage between mortal and dragonkind. But the closer they draw to the Pyre, the more unstable their bond becomes. The cobalt flame within her grows hungrier, whispering in her dreams, reshaping her magic—and perhaps her humanity.
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