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THE HUNTER .

After graduating, she expected normal. A job. Blazers. Heels. Maybe someone kind to share Sunday mornings and stupid inside jokes. She wanted quiet. Predictable. Not this. Never this. But fate packed its bags and vanished. Because the moment she met him- Her world cracked like a ribcage, And something feral crawled out. She doesn't know his name. Doesn't know where he came from. Only that when their eyes met across the wreckage- She lost her breath. Her grip. Her goddamn mind. He isn't someone you crush on. He's the kind you survive. He doesn't flirt. He doesn't smile. He doesn't chase. But when he looks at you- You run. Or you fall. There's no in-between. And she? She fell. Hard. Fast. Wrong. Because this isn't romance. It's war. A war between peace and the storm that wears a man's face. Where secrets are bullets, the battlefield is a bed, And the only rule is: Don't ask what he's hiding. But secrets don't stay buried- Not when they whisper your name like sin. Not when they leave bruises and paint your soul in portraits you don't remember posing for. She thinks she's smart. She thinks she knows danger. But the truth? Danger saw her first. Years ago. And it never looked away. --- > "You shouldn't fall in love with strangers." "Who said I had a choice?" --- The Hunter isn't a love story. It's a descent. Into obsession. Into madness. Into the kind of passion that doesn't knock- It breaks the door down and sets the house on fire. This is what happens when a girl meets her end. And it smiles. And waits. --- Welcome to Lords of Obsession. Where love doesn't bloom. It bleeds. --- THE HUNTER LORDS OF OBSESSION BOOK ONE
bambytheauthor · 23.9k Views

FORBIDDEN CHAOS

Bella Phelps thought love was supposed to heal. Instead, hers was the kind that left bruises — some on her skin, most on her soul. Chris Lewis was everything a girl was warned to stay away from — breathtaking, magnetic, the kind of man whose smile promised ecstasy and whose touch made the world disappear. With him, Bella tasted fire, danger, and a passion so intoxicating she couldn’t walk away even when it burned. But behind every kiss were cracks. Behind every embrace were scars. Chris’s love was wild but cruel, tender yet destructive. He owned her laughter, her silence, her body, her freedom. Every time she tried to leave, he’d pull her back with the same lips that broke her. How do you escape the only man who makes you feel alive — even as he tears you apart? Then came Alvin. The man she was never supposed to want. Gentle where Chris was rough, steady where Chris was chaos. He saw Bella in ways Chris never did — not as something to possess, but as a woman worth cherishing. His presence was a forbidden balm, a dangerous temptation. With him, love felt like air after drowning, sunlight after endless storms. But desiring him meant betraying the only man she’d ever known — the one she couldn’t seem to leave. Now Bella is trapped between two fires: 
• The toxic passion that chains her to Chris. 
• The forbidden love that could set her free with Alvin. But chaos has a price. Secrets are surfacing. Betrayals are waiting. And a single choice could shatter everything she knows. – Will Bella choose the man who destroys her, or the one who tempts her with freedom? 
– Can she walk away before Chris ruins her completely? 
– Or will the forbidden love she craves end up being the most dangerous of all? This is not a soft love story. It is sharp, messy, addictive — the kind of romance that leaves scars you can’t hide and a fire you can’t extinguish. If you’ve ever craved a story that is raw, sensual, and dripping with secrets that cut as deep as the kisses… Forbidden Chaos will pull you in and never let you go.
Blessing_Ak · 12 Views

Mio Possession. "Owned by Obsession"

"The more you run, the deeper I sink into the madness of needing you, My Rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room. His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding. He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night, or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant. The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while, and now the hunt begins, sweetheart. There is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.
KIM_ANGEL · 11.4k Views

Alpha’s Daughter: Bound To The Enemy And Marked For Sacrifice

"Your pack destroyed my life, exiled my mother and me, killed her, and now… because of you, they’ve killed Maya — the only family I had left. And you expect me to trust you?" "Soraya, I understand..." Kael tried to say but I cut him off. "No. You don’t understand. I will never trust my safety, or my child's with you, or with anyone from Blackwood. Don’t look for us again, Kael. Go back to your pack." He swallowed hard. "The Silverfang won’t stop looking for you. You need me." "I don’t," I said, voice steady even as my chest burned. "Tell your father this: he took everything from me. And one day, he’ll pay in blood." I turned away, clutching my son close as hot tears stung my eyes. --- Soraya never chose this life. Exiled from the Blackwood Pack with her mother after a brutal humiliation, she grew up hidden among humans, suppressing the truth of her bloodline—even from herself. When her mother died, she swore never to forget. She carried her past not as a wound, but as fire in her chest—a fire that burned only for revenge against Blackwood. Then she met him. Ethan Vander—billionaire CEO, cursed heir of the Silverfang Pack. Cursed so that any wolf who bonded with him would die. With Ethan, Soraya found something she never thought possible—love. He didn’t promise her perfection, he didn’t call her flawless. But in his silence, in his presence, in the way he looked at her… Soraya fell. She gave him everything: her trust, her first night, her heart. But Ethan carried a darker truth. Even before he brought her home, his father had set a price for breaking the curse: sacrifice your first bonded mate during the ritual. Human or wolf—it didn’t matter. The blade had already been chosen. Soraya had already been marked. On the night of their bonding, fate twisted the knife. The Moon deity revealed Soraya’s hidden blood: she was wolf-born—an Alpha’s daughter of Blackwood, the Silverfangs’ sworn enemy. Branded a spy, she was thrown in chains beneath the castle… and there, in the cold and darkness of the dungeon, Soraya discovered the final cruelty: She was carrying Ethan’s child. Now she is trapped between three deaths—by the curse that is already eating through her bond, by the alpha king who wants her executed, or by Ethan’s dagger if he chooses the throne over her life. But even in the shadow of death, her wolf stirs. Not fully awakened. Not yet whole. But waiting—burning—for the moment it will rise. And when it does, neither Silverfang nor Blackwood will be ready for what Soraya becomes. --- Soraya’s journey is not just one of survival, but of awakening—of a woman who refuses to be broken, of a wolf who will not be caged. This is a story of betrayal and curses, but also of love, sacrifice, and the fire of a mother who will protect her child at any cost. Reader’s Note: This book contains mature themes, including intense romance and occasional erotic scenes. Reader discretion is advised. If you’re ready to step into a world of forbidden love, blood oaths, and a heroine who will rise from exile to shake the foundations of two rival packs—then welcome to Alpha’s Daughter.
King_Cherry_01 · 6.5k Views