Mature, gorgeous, and morally grey men. Book 1 &2 : THE EXTERMINATOR'S WIFE My father tricked and forced me to marry a man even he didn't know. My husband was brutal, dangerous, unstable, and lethal. I can't escape him, trust me I tried. An attack is brewing. He is fighting a war that has the cartel coming for us. He is willing to die for freedom and soon hate turns to love. I can't bear losing him but fate has other plans. Do I stick around for the man I love and fall with him or do I protect the secret I carry with me? Book 3: The most evil and vile cartel boss is bored. He has a plan to salvage that; find an innocent wife, trick her into believing he is good then show his true colors on their wedding night. He wants to break her to pieces and when she has nothing to live for, get her pregnant and trap her in her hell. Slade's plan goes to hell as soon as he is introduced to his innocent soon-to-be wife. Why can't he stop thinking about her? Why does he want to hide his past suddenly? Why does he want to be worthy of her suddenly? Trigger warnings inside, please read them! 16+
This is for the girls that have pure hearts but dark and twisted fantasies. Let's walk on the edge of the knife together.
Disclaimer:
In no way or form does the author condone gender-based violence and any assault, especially on women. When a woman says no, a man should listen, understand, and do as told.
This is a work of fiction with dark fantasies brought to life.
Trigger warnings: Violence, Explicit Language, self-harm, sex, and Non-consensual sexual activities.
The male leads are not morally gray, they are just bad bad men.
Book tropes: Age gap, Non-consensual, forced marriage, mafia, strong and fierce female lead, and dark romance.
BOOK 1: THE EXTERMINATOR'S WIFE
SERENE'S P.O.V
"It's time."
Time for my slaughter.
Time for my demise.
Time for the end of me.
I balled my hands into fists, ready to swing them to anyone who dared carry me out of the car.
I knew it was futile though. I knew resisting would make the matter worse. Never had a thought ever passed through my brain that I would find myself in such a situation.
"No." I spat out fiercely with the guards standing outside my door, waiting for me to open it but I would never.
"You have to, Serene."
"No, I don't Dad."
I actually did. I knew my only option was to obey.
I shouldn't have come home. Getting a call from my father telling me to come home hadn't set off any warning bells in my head. If only I'd known what he would tell me, I wouldn't have come.
Blaming him was unfair though. He was just a pawn on the chessboard, taking orders, and this time the orders were to get his only daughter home and prepare her for marrying whoever knows who.
I desperately shook my head. " Over my dead body."
"Serene, I've let you sulk and grumble, but this is not the day to disobey. The order has been given. We will comply and you will be a good wife."
I scoffed, not in this lifetime.
Never.
"You don't even know who or where I'm being carted off to. Do you even care?"
It was a low blow, I knew it, but I was too hurt to be reasoned with. Of course he cared. He was my dad. I loved him to death. He tried to keep me out of his world as much as he could but finally it swallowed me in. It would have been better if he had arranged the wedding but his boss hadâ€"Don Slade. Slade was a cruel and evil man. He was a man you had to always stay on his good books or the consequences would be too much to bear.
The church was before us, just a few steps to my unknown destiny. The thought of it made my chest tighten, and suddenly I couldn't get enough air. I was gasping and trembling like a newborn calf, blinking away dark spots from my vision as I got more and more light headed.
I didn't want to be a mafia wife. It was nothing but pain and death. I didn't want this life.
I had a boyfriend waiting for me back in the city. I had a degree to finish and friends to get back to.
"-ou….ed to calm…wn." I managed to make out as my ears rang. My father was right before me, when he stepped out of the car and ran around to my door, I didn't know. I was spiraling with anxiety and fear.
He took my face into his hands. "Breathe baby, breathe."
I shook my head over and over, frantic in my terror. I wanted to go home. I wanted to get away from here.
This couldn't be happening.
I blinked away the tears to meet his eyes, and soon I was breathing along with him.
A shudder ran down my body and the pain in my chest eased a bit.
My father brought me to his chest, hugging me tightly.
Would I ever see him again?
One thing I knew was that my soon to be husband wasn't part of Slade's cartel. He could have been from any cartel, from anywhere in the world.
"Dad." I cried out, desperately holding onto him.
"I know baby, I know. But you need to stay strong. This world is filled with dangerous men who see women as nothing but possessions. Stay strong and choose your fights carefully."
The words washed over me like cold water. I held on for a second longer as I composed myself. It was all funny coming from him considering what he did to women.
A kiss was planted on my forehead before my father pulled back.
My father's men surrounded us, silent observers to my suffering.
I knew everything was being reported back to Slade.
Dad held out his hand and I took it. I jumped out of the car. In my defiance, I had worn sneakers underneath my dress and the only reason my father hadn't protested was because of how long the dress was.
We climbed our first step into the church and my heart suddenly lodged itself into my throat. The two large mahogany doors opened as we got closer, and I could see the church full with who knows who.
The veil was pulled down my face, and I placed my hand into the crook of Papa's elbow. The orchestra started their performance, and I scoffed at the absurdity of it all. I felt like a mockery to my face; the expensive dress, the church, the guests, and the music.
Fear, anger, and hate all exacerbated the anxiety I was feeling, and I knew I was like a ticking time bomb ready to explode any moment.
I took the first step, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip. I drew warmth and strength from my father.
The whole church had risen up to its feet, just staring at me as I walked down the aisle.
Finally, finding the courage, I looked away from my feet up and down the aisle to the man I would marry.
First was the priest in his ostentatious and extremely gaudy gown, smiling like he didn't know his church was filled with the worst filth this world had. I saw Slade standing in the first row and I shuddered. Next to him was another man looking as dangerous as Slade.
My eyes drifted away and finally set on the man I was being forcefully bound to.
My heart nearly exploded. A wave of coldness washed over me. I felt all the blood leave my face.
Thoughts and reason left me. The next thing I knew I had already turned. I ripped my hand from my father's before he could react.
A shout came from somewhere but my body was on flight-mood.
My feet moved on their own, seemingly as if it was all happening in slow motion then I snapped out of it and realized I was running.
There was no turning back.
I ran for the door, dodging the guards.
I grabbed the hem of my gown into my fists, showing my sneakers then I held nothing back. I ran with everything in me.
"Serene!"
It was a distant call, one I barely heard as I ran down the street, dress flying all around me. Tears filled my eyes, knowing my father would pay for this slight but it was already too late. I had run from my fate and there was no going back.
‘Marking you was the worst mistake I have ever made in my life.’ Raven was switched at birth. Alpha Greyhemm's younger twin daughter taken with Raven left in the crib instead. Her life is one none would wish for. Bullied and abused for reasons beyond her control but hope blooms when the alpha king picks her as his chosen mate. According to the constitution, the alpha king has to pick a mate within three years after his official coronation. Time is up and he picks the girl with nothing and no one to lose. A curse looms over his head and war heavy on his door. He has no time nor the patience to deal with a mate filled with power no one understands. He doesn't care but fate has other plans for the cursed king and the royally screwed Luna. SNIPPET: “I don't care who you are but I am the Luna of this pack. I am the Alpha's mate and when the Alpha is gone, I am in charge. When the alpha is gone, I am the alpha. When the king is gone, I am the damn king. And if you have a problem with that, take it up with the man who marked me. Any attempt or any threat to my life will be taken as treason and I will tear that person's head apart with my bare hands.” I said, my voice sharp and low yet sure they could all hear me. “You can tell them, you can tell them all what I said and if anyone has anything to say about that, they can find me in the king's office.”
Good only for her Kind only to her Deadly when it comes to her. LETHU My life was normal, as normal as life can get. Alone, lonely, ‘I hate my job’ kind of normal until I found out all along I had not really been alone. For six years he has been in my life. For six years he has watched, touched, and held my body as if it was his to hold. It is until I am kidnapped that I meet him, my stalker. No one will touch me with him still breathing. He would burn the whole world to see me smile. Deep, toe-curling, and unconditional love. He would kill for me and he would die for me. He is obsessed and I am obsessed with being obsessively his.
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Stella Judd worked hard for her entire life, in return, she only got endless deception and oppression and died without dignity. However, she was reborn with time turning back. She vowed to never again let anyone who had bullied her get anything out of her. She got away from a very vicious family and got rich by her own hands. Nevertheless, she felt in love with a cripple. Although he was a cripple, Stella wanted to protect her husband and live in peace, but she didn't expect that her crippled husband suddenly turned into the distinguished Prime Minister! What's more, not only he was not lame anymore, but also he walked with her through life and death.
"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."
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
Rocky Bai, a young and talented scholar in the field of gene study, ranked number one among his peers. While he was on the flight headed for the venue, an aircraft accident occurred right before he passed out. ... Rocky Bai is reborn! He saves a dragon and trains it in the Holy Dragon Empire. To his surprise, his dragon can cure disease and even bring people back from death. With the dragon, Rocky starts a new life. He is no longer a good-for-nothing, but an ambitious martial arts master and spirit manipulator among his generation. Let's join in their adventure!