[R18+, mature and sensitive content. A heart-wrenching tale of BEAUTY & the BEAST] In this World of Cruelty, I did something that kept me sane. I went against my family just to protect my sanity. I was a fighter. I was a survivor. But not anymore because this cruel world made me rotten. Now, I'm Cruel. I'm cold Hearted. I'm a Killer because I killed myself. I killed my own happiness. I ruined my own heart. My name is DUA and I'm nineteen years old student of Fashion Designer. And, my world is shattered by only four words. 'YOU ARE UNDER ARREST' Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️
~every passing wind
I ask, what was my crime?
birds flying every day
I ask, what was my fault?
begging from every level
I am praying for them, for whose sake I left everything.
I wish someone could tell me,
What did I do, the one who got such a big punishment?~
Dua !.
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"Hey! Eat your dinner, God knows what she is writing all the time", One of the Jail's ladies yelled at her.
Dua folded her diary and put it under her bedding. She smiled at her fate and again ignored their rude comments.
Dua saw her meal and shook her head again in disapproval. She swallowed hard those tight chapati with watery pulses/grams.
"Oh! So Madam wants to eat restaurant food", Another cell member spoke and tried to poke Dua.
Dua ignored them and continued to eat her meal but she lost her temper when another cell member threw her plate.
Dua stood up in a blink as she choked one girl and kicked another one.
"Don't you dare bitch. Don't you dare to disturb my peace? I won't leave you again. I won't give you another damn chance", Dua said grittedly and squeezed her hand on the cell member's neck.
One of the prisoners was whimpering in pain on the jail's cold floor and another prisoner was having difficulty in breath because of Dua's hard grip.
"Leave her, otherwise she will die" The female warden came and tried to detach them from each other.
Dua left her neck and glared at the people who were looking at her. Dua's eyes were red, looking like a female version of BEAST.
"I'm saying this again and again. Don't you dare to disturb me and don't dare to touch my things", Dua said in a cold tone that made them gulp down fearfully.
"Bitch", another woman from a different cell said loudly and everyone listened clearly.
Dua stopped and turned around to look at that woman and said in a low but strong voice, "Yes ! I'm a bitch but I'm a better bitch. Better than you who said behind my back at least I have the guts to say that you're a bitch openly on your face not behind your back. YOU BITCH".
Everyone trembled as they all knew that Dua was not a weakling and that anyone could come and crush her.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME", Dua said as she clenched her jaw.
Then she lay down on the cold floor.
Everyone stared at her and then they went back to their work.
On the other hand, Dua closed her eyes stung badly. Her heart was cold because of the events that happened in her life.
Her heart thudded frantically searching for peace and warmth from someone who would console her.
"Why?", Dua's heart asked and her soul cried.
Her mind was restless because of her cruel condition.
It was another day that was ruined by others.
But Dua wasn't a weak woman who would cry. She knew how to fight and how to protect herself in the prison.
The time made her learn about the world and Dua had learnt very well from this time.
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The Next Day, In the jailor's Office:-
"Dua! I want to hire a lawyer for you", The Jailor said who was fond of Dua.
Dua looked at the Jailor.
"And for what?", Dua arched her eyebrows and asked.
Jailor gave her a small smile.
"Dua! I know why you are here and what happened to you", Jailor said sympathetically which didn't fit well with Dua's cold-hearted personality.
"So?", Dua closed her eyes and opened only to glare at him.
"Dua! Don't be like this. I want to help you. You are wasting your time and youth in this hell hole", Jailor's voice was pleading.
But Dua shook her head negatively as she breathed deeply.
"Listen, I came here and always talked to you. It doesn't mean that I'm giving you any right to make decisions for me and I don't want any lawyer", Dua spat bitterly cold and Jailor shook his head negatively at her.
"You've been here for the past five years, Dua and I think you need help", Jailor said and threw some newspapers on the table for her to see.
"I don't need help, Mr. Jailor", Dua said while taking a glance at the headlines of the newspaper.
~A Twenty years old woman arrested by Delhi Police for MURDER AND BLACKMAILING~
Dua's breathing labored.
"Dua! Your next hearing is next month so please support me and I'll try to help you", Jailor said and she shivered by reading the headlines.
Her heart wavered painfully and memories tried to pull her again into the ocean of pain, darkness, loneliness, and tears.
"You used the word 'TRY' in your lines. it means there aren't any chances for me to win the case then why are you wasting your time and money on me?", Dua asked the jailor while chuckling softly.
Dua knew how weak her case was. She was a murderer and this stamp would never fade from her life.
Dua looked again at the jailor and moved to work with other women in the prison.
Jailor saw Dua and understood why and how cruel and cold-hearted she became. But he was fully aware that there was still a broken girl who was hidden inside that hard outer appearance.
"I'll help you, Dua. You're like a daughter to me", the Jailor said and took his phone and dialed a number.
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The Next Day, In front of her cell:-
"Hey girl, someone is here to meet you", the Female warden said and Dua was stunned because in these five years, no one had come for her then why now?
Dua's eyes looked straight and found a tall and firm figure approaching her cell.
Dua's eyes bore into his midnight Black eyes. He had a glint of fire and ice in his eyes.
"What a combination of fire and ice?", Dua thought while standing confidently in front of him.
"Hello! I'm your new lawyer. Someone contacted me for your case", He said and gave her a small professional smile.
Dua rolled her eyes at his words and she badly wanted to beat that jailor who was trying to create a mess in her life. However, she controlled her temper and threw daggers at the lawyer.
"I don't need a lawyer. Go away", Dua said arrogantly and turned around to walk inside the cell.
She looked away but the next second, she heard a chuckle. She looked at him.
"Sorry, Miss Dua but I am taking your case and I want to hear your story", He spoke and smirked and his smirk irritated Dua a lot.
"Why?", Dua crossed her arms around her chest.
"Because I'm interested in your case", the lawyer replied casually and continued to stare deeply into her eyes.
"Nothing is interesting in it so take my advice and go away", Dua said grittedly and sat down on her bed.
That lawyer sighed softly.
"You've been here in this cell for the last five years without any reason, Dua and I think for me as a lawyer is all that matters", He said listening to him, her eyes moistened but she controlled her emotions.
"Don't you want to know about your family? Don't you want to meet your family?", He asked one by one and each question pierced her heart.
Dua craned her neck and looked emotionlessly at him.
"What's your name?", Dua asked because something about him was making her dizzy.
His eyes held numerous questions, thoughts, and hidden wildness as well.
That lawyer was looking too powerful and His aura was too strong which made her uncomfortable. His dominant gaze was drilling holes into her soul that her eyes wavered and she didn't look at his face directly.
"ARIN", said and Dua mentally whispered his name "ARIN"
"I'm a Criminal Lawyer", Arin added after a few seconds and Dua chuckled again.
"Criminal lawyer?", Dua muttered harshly and Arin was still staring at her expression.
"I am ARIN Arjun Kashyap. The best criminal lawyer in the country", Arin introduced himself and Dua wrapped her arms around herself while listening to him.
"However, You can call me Rin", Arin said and Dua blinked her eyes.
"I . I. I'm D . Dua", Dua stammered because of all his overpowering personality.
Arin chuckled but he didn't break his gaze from her.
"I know about You, Dua", Arin said and their eyes clashed.
The time seemed halted.
They both stared deeply into each other's pitch-black eyes but found nothing.
"Take a rest, Dua. I'll come again. Prepare yourself for telling me of your unspoken, unheard story", Arin said and then he walked out of the cell, leaving Dua with a perplexed heart and wavering thoughts.
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Thank You
ShineeSunshine ❤️
The very first time I saw her at my business partner's office. It was her first day and She was sipping her coffee. Yum, I wanted to fuck her sweet little mouth. The second time I saw her I wanted my tongue to roam all over her body. The third time I saw her with another man, I wished to fuck her pussy mercilessly that she will never imagine about another man. I desired myself to be buried deeply in her clit. I always wanted to crush her whole body with my bulge shaft. But the last time I met her, I saw some different kinds of emotions in her deep charcoal eyes. Fuck man, I always admired her but why the hell I am always thinking about her. Now, when I have seen her after two years of a long time. Why are my mind and heart again occupied by her thoughts? I'm nothing but a Monster, Sunshine. Because I want to break you into tiny pieces at the same time I also want to mend you. I wanna fuck you hard and the dirtier the better. Sorry, Sunshine, But you can't ignore me forever because it's time to show this Indian Beauty what kind of monster I am? You're MINE, baby. My POSSESSION", DAVISH GREY. A Dark Romance story of a billionaire who was dominant and passionate and he loved to play with the simplicity and innocence of his intoxicated possession. [Warning 18+, r18, mature and sensitive content]
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~Book 8th in the second generation Obsessive Series books~ A dark thought flashed in his Demonic head - 'It will be beautiful to see you completely ruined'. "What do you want?", She exasperatingly asked him and he spoke softly, "I'm here to collect the debt", "What debt?", She questioned him and he leaned towards her ears and whispered, "This" and then he hovered her face and the next moment, Her lips had been seized by a hot and soft sensation as she could feel her mind go blank, following her heart, and a wave of strange dizziness engulfed her. His eyes were closed as he was drowning in the feeling, and sensation of her lips. It was more aggressive than ever as his demon was at the highest peak of happiness. He felt like his thirst was near the end. Plunder her BREATH. Plunder her SOUL. His inner Demon was chanting in his head while jumping for joy. "No matter who YOU are. No matter what YOUR existence is. YOU are the only light in MY life. I will do my best to explore YOUR Existence and then TAME YOU, CAGE YOU by my side forever" He whispered in between the kisses. *** What will happen when two multi-billionaire heartless and ruthless creatures will clash to each other 'Dark, vengeful, Obsessive Story of DEMON aka 'Zane Daniel Miller' and BEAST aka 'Arika Arjun Kashyap' She becomes His OBSESSION But he never claims her as his Possession. He is her FIRE which turns her into a MOTH of determination. Two People who were too cunning to conceal their real self from the world. How will they fight the temptation and the hidden game of revenge? Who will lose and who will win the game of vengeance? [Billionaire/ Mystery/ thriller/revenge/romance/ Beauty/Demon/ split personality/ childhood sweethearts/ 18+ mature and sensitive content]
[Book 6th in Obsessive Series] "Imagine Nish. Imagine my tongue against yours , travelling all over your body, your breasts kneaded by my hands, perky nipples twisted by my fingers. Sucking, biting your plump lips until we were both breathless, restless, hot, aroused. I'd kiss you again from your lips, neck, jaw, shoulder. I'd planned to do everything to make you feel safe, secure in my arms. I wanted to work more harder to make you Cum", Chase licked her earlobe as he spoke. Nishma trembled badly by his effects, by His 'ART OF SEDUCTION' "My desire was to hold you close to my heart, To feel the warmth of your naked body tangled to mine. If you hadn't left that morning then I would be gentle as Chase but wild as Demon with you. I would definitely worshipped every inch of your skin while holding your waist tightly, parting your legs throwing over my shoulder, making you surrender under my touches. I'd kiss you senselessly and pinched your waist, snaking my hand around your calf thrusting my slippery tongue inside your mouth, licking every corner of your mouth, tasting your saliva, dropping mine saliva into your mouth until you moan for me and I groaned into your mouth.Then your tummy and then down there at your tiny pink flower as if they're the most delicious meals in the world". Nishma's body was on fire, as her breathings were fast and deep and all caused by him. "Stop it", Nishma tried to spoke but her voice came out as whisper. "I'd bit your skin, leaving my marks everywhere on your naked body while rubbing each other, feeling each other warmth. I'd ravish your tiny pink flower with my mouth until your body shook in pleasure while I continue to kneading your breast, while my other hand was rammaging your bouncy butt", Chase spoke and it was the last stroke of him as a ear piercing voice came out of her mouth as a moan. Nishma fell down on the floor. CHASING MOONLIGHT , a story of devilish Possession and Demonic Obsession.
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."