Passionatepen

Ava Rose, a brilliant and beautiful young woman, has grown accustomed to a life of solitude. With no siblings, friends, or father figure, her mother, Rose, is her sole confidante. Ava's idyllic name belies the hardships she's faced, including relentless bullying in high school due to her unconventional family dynamics. Despite her captivating smile, stunning eyes, and angelic voice, Ava's beauty remains hidden beneath worn, old clothes....a testament to her struggling single parent household. After graduating from high school, Ava's educational aspirations were put on hold as she helped her mother with their modest food truck business. Undeterred by the lack of opportunities, Ava persisted in applying for scholarships, finally securing one to attend the prestigious Bristol University. An institution notorious for its wealthy and entitled student body, poses a daunting challenge for Ava. Now the question is, Can she cope with the cold attitudes of the rich brats, who see the poor as nothing? Can she study to the end, even when the rich make life a living hell for her? Would she be able to adapt to her new life, mingling with the rich? What happens when she gets entangled in a love triangle between a Mafia and a regular guy, who both fell in love with her? What awaits Ava in Bristol University? Let's find out!

In the dark underbelly of wealth and power, Beverly was a pawn in Reece Blackmore's game of control. His loan had ensnared her, the interest rates strangling her finances. Driven by life's challenges, Beverly was left with no choice but to borrow money from Blackmore Loan Company. A company owned by a cold, ruthless and rich Billionaire who no one messes with. A devilishly handsome billionaire with a reputation for ruthless ambition and a heart of stone. He'd stop at nothing until he gets what he wants, even if it means hurting or kîlling anyone, regardless of the relationship with you. Now, Reece offered a cruel choice to Beverly Bloomfield: pay up, become his wife, or face devastation. As he stood before her, his eyes glinting like frozen steel, his gaze piercing her soul, Beverly felt suffocated and wished she never started this. "You have 10 days, woman" His voice was a cold, calculated whisper, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, a smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Pay the debt in full, or surrender to marriage. Refuse any of these, and I'll destroy everything you hold. Your business, your home, your family... everything will burn to ashes, leaving nothing but smoldering ruins and shattered dreams." His voice was as cold as ice, his blazing eyes piercing right into her soul. Beverly's heart raced as she stared at the man before her, her mind reeling with the impossibility of her situation. How could she possibly pay back the millions she owed in just ten days? Was someone kidding her? The thought of working hard to pay back the money was daunting, but the reality of her situation hit her like a ton of bricks. She was trapped, with no escape. She thought about her struggling business, her family's dependence on her, her son and the shame of losing everything they had worked for. The weight of her predicament crushed her, leaving her breathless and bewildered. She was left with no choice, and so she managed to ask.... "And if I choose to marry you?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll divorce you once I've secured what I want. You'll be free to go. It's just a prison of loveless matrimony, no strings attached" Reece's gaze never wavered, his voice devoid of emotions. ***** Now, would Beverly succumb to the mercy of the merciless billionaire, or find a way to escape the suffocating grip of his power, a power that threatened to consume her very existence? Why exactly does Reece want to marry her? If she agrees to the offer, what fate holds for her? What happens when shocking dark secrets are revealed, enemies from all angles troop in, deceits and many more arise? Let's find out!!

"Get on the bed, raise your ass up and let me whisper something to your womb" He shamelessly said, as he sat down, nonchalantly and smiling like he wasn't the one who just spewed that rubbîsh out. "Huh? Are you màd?" She berated, her eyes burning in anger, as she felt like taking off his belt and beating the madness out of him. "Yeah, I'm mad about you. So.... "I...am...your daughter's nanny, and not a slut, you dumbass! Do you realize you have a daughter and are a father?! Don't you have any shame?" "Why should I be ashamed of feeding my little boss when he's hungry, Janella? Look, I feed him whenever he's hungry and he's right now hungry, so get on the bed" "Oh, shocks! How the hell did I end up in this spoiled, màd chu wawa dog's house? Did he hit his head somewhere? Or did someone tamper with his medulla oblongata?" Janella murmured some inaudible words to herself, as she wondered if the guy standing right before her was suddenly going màd. Janella looked up, and her eyes instantly met his. Jerome immediately flashed a smile at her, totally not bothered. Before Janella could say more.... "Would you like to see it?" Yet again, he shamelessly asked, still flashing that beautiful, but naughty smile. And as he asked, he held his belt to start unbuckling it. "What?!" Janella was shocked. She didn't know if she should laugh at the màd clown before her, or look for a cane to flog out the devil tormenting him. She didn't know! Jerome walked closer to her, but before he got very close, Janella curved her knee and kicked his d!ck. "Ooh....! I think...I think this is the day I finally...give...my life to Christ....f*uck!!!" Jerome crouched to the ground, holding his member as he groaned in pain. . . . Jerome Meyers, an incredibly handsome, crazy young billionaire dad, CEO and a college student. Yes. A CEO, but still a student, studying a one year programme which his family urged him to, since he couldn't achieve it due to what happened to him some years back. Jerome is a carefree guy who was left shattered, torn and devastated after the event that happened few years ago, which almost cost him his life. Jerome is a free spirited guy, friendly and cool He jokes and smiles a lot. You can call him a psycho, if that would best describe the way he acts. However, behind those smiles and carefree lifestyle, lie the secrets. Hiding and swimming in them, and waiting for that faithful day....until she came. Who is she? Janella Hills, a beautiful college girl living with her grandmother, and doing menial jobs to support herself. She's as crazy as Jerome. Jerome is màd, and Janella is crazy! Now, what happens when these two crazy people meet? What happens when Jerome becomes so obsessed with her that he finds it difficult to stay a day without her? What happens when things began to unravel? Dark secrets they never knew about, with enemies lurking around? What happened to him few years ago? You wanna know? Then hope in and take this ride with me.

Dexter Klein! A clean freak, just as his surname sounds. Only that they're two words with different spellings and meanings. Have you ever met someone who cares so much about his looks more than anything or anyone in this world? Well, meet Dexter Klein, a demigod, arrogant billionaire CEO of KLEIN'S WINERY COMPANY. A handsomely mean, cold and proud guy. A self centered cold guy, who doesn't care about anyone, but himself and his looks. Something really happened in his past that left him shattered. It tore his world apart, and made him believe that there was nothing like true love. In fact, love doesn't exist as far as he is concerned. One of the craziest and most arrogant guys you'd ever meet. To him, love is the stupidest thing anyone could ever think of involving him/herself in. But all changed when she came into the picture. Who is she? Annika Wright, Dexter's high school enemy, whom he was always mean and arrogant to. But fate brought them together again, when Annika was hired as his secretary. Annika, a sweet, kind-hearted and hardworking lady, who believes in love and kindness. She's the complete opposite of Dexter. But despite their differences, Annika was determined to do her job well and not let Dexter's attitude get to her. As they worked together, Dexter began to see a different side of Annika. A side he never knew existed, and he slowly began to change. Can Dexter really give love another chance? Can love ever happen between these two enemies working in the same place? Even if it happens, would it blossom? Let's find out!

"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.

"It was just one night stand, and now I'm pregnant with triplets? Gosh!" Josephine Jade never thought that she would have to run away from her own family while pregnant. She was alone, without money, without connections, with three fetuses in her stomach. How can she survive? However, Josephine couldn't give up now, until she managed to reclaim her arbitrarily seized property and get back at everyone who tried to get rid of her. A sick child, a past crush that comes back, a mysterious eccentric man, and a family that hates her, will weave together the journey of Josephine Jade's new life. "You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!"

•••[Excerpt]••• "Stop... Stop!" Rosana's voice quivered as tears of fright brimmed her vision. She had been crying for hours, but not because she was leaving the beautiful life she had planned with her fiance behind. She was crying because her newly wedded husband had tortured and murdered a man mercilessly on their wedding night. "Stop, please..." He ignored her. "No... Stop touching me. Take your bloody hands off me!" Indeed, his hands were covered with the blood of the man he had killed earlier. But he didn't care. "S... Stop touching me!" He grabbed her neck and she gasped, her eyes widening in shock. "You shouldn't make me do this on our wedding night, Bambolina. You are mine and I will take whatever I want, whenever I want, wherever I want, and however I want, till death do us part, Mi Amor" ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Rosana Marcello was already living the life she had dreamt about. With her boyfriend-turned-fiance by her side, nothing could be more perfect. Some weeks before the wedding, she was called back home by her parents and welcomed with devastating news. She had been betrothed since when she was a little girl but never knew. Now, he has come to claim what is rightfully his. With or without her approval. He is deadly, He is evil, He is the ruthless Sergio De Niro, known by everyone. Rosana can't escape this. She can't run away from him because he will comb the world and kill everyone in it, just to find her. She is now his possession, his property. It's either she tames him and melts his cold heart or he breaks her into a thousand pieces. Will she succeed or get consumed by his burning hell?

"How do you move your body like this,hmm?", he whispered into my ears, making me shiver. I laughed "Don't tell me you can't handle it". "I wouldn't say that if I were you", he replied Follow me', he said as he led me through the crowd. Amelia, a café worker, goes clubbing after being persuaded by her friend, she had an eventful night with a stranger she couldn't even ask for his name, but couldn't stop invading her thoughts. Their paths crossed at a wrong location and she found out she had fallen in love with the famous Italian mafia boss, which then triggers her hatred for him due to some past events. Will she be able to bring herself to hate him even though she hated who he was? Would she accept her new life after she learns the truth about her family after been lied to for years?

He was dubbed the Devil's incarnate because of his fierce persona. After all, he was the feared, ruthless American Russian mafia Don Vladivostok Konstantin Kostya. Love wasn't meant for him, he had his demons until he met her. She was never enough, she was the thorn amid beautiful roses. Everything she wanted and had was taken away from her and she was ok with that, having only a boyfriend who loved her but soon that too was taken away. After she had just returned from a date with her boyfriend Zeus, she got the news. "Get ready Margaret. You'll be getting married tomorrow." Those were her father's words, he said them with coldness evident in his voice, no sign of compassion in his eyes. The moment she heard those words her world crumbled, and her heart ached as she felt her breath get stuck in her throat. And when she found out the identity of her soon-to-be husband she thought it was the end of her. Never did she think it would happen but she fell for him, the man she was supposed to hate!

His metallic gray eyes pierced into hers, and Jacqueline felt like he was luring her into his dark abyss. She took nervous steps backward, but she didn't know that he loved the chase and derived pleasure from watching her run.She knew she couldn't run nor hide from him, but there was no other option. He easily cornered her against the wall, trapping her there. One of his hands snaked around her tiny waist, and the other caged her between himself and the wall. "Tell me what you want, Jacqueline," he said, his hot breath fanning her neck. The moonlight cast a shadow on him, making him look like the devil he was. "What I want is to drag you to hell where people like you belong," she seethed. He let out a raw, deep chuckle that had her insides twisting."And you think you'll leave hell after dragging me there? Interesting," Alexander chuckled. "I'll make sure you won't get out of there. I'll make sure you have nowhere else to run but my arms. My name will be the only thing you can pronounce because it will be the only thing you think about, and when that happens, you'll be completely mine, Jacqueline," he said sinisterly. Trapped between love and war, Jacqueline must sail through if she intends to protect the people she loves.

When I turned 18, my mother married my stepfather, a retired mafia kingpin, and I moved with her into a luxurious mansion. Just when I thought my life was heading toward happiness, my stepbrother, the new mafia boss, stormed into my life. He was like a devil, with delicate eyebrows, a high, sharp nose, and lips that were always tightly pressed together beneath a cold expression. Every time our eyes met, I felt a chill run through me, making it hard to breathe. I tried my best to avoid him, but he had no intention of letting me go. "My stepsister, from the moment I first saw you, I knew I couldn't let you go. You can't escape-you're destined to be mine." I stared into his possessive eyes as his body pressed down on mine. "No, you're my stepbrother, we can't......"

“You belong to me! Lisa, every fucking part of your body is mine!” Trey growled hoarsely, as his hands around Lisa’s waist tightened. “No, I’m not!, let go of me!!” Lisa said, pushing Trey on the chest. “I hate you!” After receiving divorce papers from her husband, six months after their marriage. Lisa tried to make their marriage work, but was shattered by her husband’s affair with her cousin. Feeling betrayed and broken, she left to start afresh. Six years later she becomes the most powerful woman in the underworld, and a genius Doctor in the outside world. What will she do when she finds out the mafia who kidnapped her son for ransom to lure her to come and save the life of his dying fiancé is no other person but her Ex husband? Will she put aside her hatred towards the two and save her cousin’s life? or watch her die? Will she forgive her Ex husband for kidnapping his own son? *** Trey Collins, a ruthless, domineering and powerful CEO in the business world and a ruthlessly merciless man, who wouldn’t blink at the idea of murder, torture and making one disappear from the face of the earth without a trace in the underworld. Every lady in Pearl city dreams of becoming his woman, but terrified of him, by his powerful and deathly aura. Trey married Lisa to spite his girlfriend, Valerie and would divorce Lisa after Valerie returns. But Lisa refuse to sign the divorce papers. Now everything reminds him of her after she signed the divorce papers, and left. He thought she didn’t want to lose him? He thought he wanted her out of his life? But No! He needs her. He must reclaim what is his and his alone!!

⚠️ WARNING!⚠️ This book contains mature contents,vulgar words,violence,toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers. ---- He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan."You sure you don't want this?Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words", She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth."I hate you,murderer", His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her."Say it again", She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly,as pathetic as it may sound.She gritted her teeth again and let out."I said I hate you,murderer!I wish you would just die and-ahh!",She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there."What are-ahh!",She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass. "Count!",He growled.

Warning: 18+ content for mature audiences. Book Excerpt: Donovan's POV Her enchanting green eyes that were alive with passion the day I told her she could go shopping are pale with only despair dancing in them. "Oh, I'm quite aware of my duties as your wife, Mr. Castellano." My eyes darken at the formal use of my name. I've told her to stop doing that. It feels wrong. Like she doesn't belong to me. I clench my jaw as I wait for her to finish her sentence but her cold smile widens. "Ah, you don't like when I call you Mr. Castellano, right? Too bad. You can't force my mouth to say what you want to hear." Blood rushes to my groin as her words settle in the tensed air between us. Does she realize the gravity of what she'd just said? Does she know she'd moaned my name while I had her wet cunt in her mouth? Does she know how needy she'd been when she wanted me to take her even though she wasn't awake? And is she aware that I know how bad she wants me in her dreams while she pretends in real life to hate me? She glares up at me while I seethe, looking down at her. "It's Donovan," I say darkly, resisting the pull of her lips and maintaining my vision at her eyes. "Mr. Castellano," she retorts. My face draws closer, getting ready to give her a punishing kiss but a harsh sound fills the room and then I realize, belatedly, that I'd just been slapped as my face swings to the side, turning away from Eliana. Eliana slapped me. Luis Santario's daughter just slapped me. Just like her father had done many nights ago. Shame fills me but it's quickly trampled upon by hot, violent anger. How dare she? How dare the whore?! Her cheek instantly goes red with the imprints of my fingers. Blood trickles from her nose and her hair that was up in a messy bun scatters all around her face. Eliana's head remains bowed as the blood from her nose drips onto her white bedcovers. ***** Eliana's POV I know I'm signing my death warrant by provoking him like this but what else can I do when he's already planned to kill me? I could just as well make it easier for him to by getting on his nerves. If I don't push him away, I'm scared I'll start to blur the lines between my dreams and reality. The Donovan in my dreams is drastically different from the one in real life. If my plans to escape from this marriage don't work, I may end up dead or worst, in love with Donovan Castellano. And I'd rather die now than to fall in love with him and die later. *** Many years ago, Donovan Castellano went through something that irrevocably changed him for the worst, and Eliana's father was to blame. Years later, Eliana's father dies. Eliana doesn't know her father's dark past or why Donovan Castellano bought her and then married her. But she knows he's out for blood and wants to kill her, but how long will she continue to defend herself when the way he touches her and kisses her in her dreams is starting to blur the lines between reality and fiction? Will Donovan succeed in finally getting revenge on Eliana for what her father did to him and will Eliana succeed in resisting her possessive mafia husband's advances even when he says he wants her dead? Read on to find out.