"Trapped in a vicious cycle of addiction, Alex's life is spiraling out of control. As he struggles to escape the darkness that consumes him, he must confront the demons of his past and face the ultimate question: can he find redemption, or will his addiction destroy him forever?"
The city streets were always alive with energy, but for Alex, they had become a blur. He stumbled through the crowded sidewalks, his eyes fixed on the pavement beneath his feet. The sounds of car horns, chatter, and music faded into the background as he navigated through the familiar streets.
Alex had lost count of the days since he last slept. His mind was a jumble of thoughts, and his body ached with a dull, persistent pain. He craved the next fix, the next escape from the crushing weight of his reality.
As he turned a corner, the neon lights of a dingy bar caught his attention. Alex pushed open the door and stepped inside, enveloped by the stale smell of smoke and cheap beer. The bartender, a gruff but kind-hearted man named Joe, nodded in recognition.
"The usual, Alex?" Joe asked, already pouring a shot of whiskey.
Alex nodded, his eyes scanning the room for any sign of his dealer. He spotted a familiar face in the corner, a scrawny man with a scruffy beard and a perpetual smirk.
Alex downed the shot and made his way over to the dealer, his heart racing with anticipation. The dealer handed him a small packet, and Alex exchanged it for a crumpled wad of cash.
As he stumbled out of the bar, the city streets seemed to spin around him. Alex felt like he was drowning in a sea of darkness, with no lifeline in sight.
He made his way back to his apartment, a dingy studio in a rundown building. The walls seemed to close in around him as he locked the door behind him.
Alex collapsed onto the couch, the packet clutched in his shaking hand. He knew he was trapped in a vicious cycle, but he couldn't escape. The addiction had consumed him, body and soul.
As he stared blankly at the wall, Alex wondered how it had come to this. He had once been a promising artist, with a bright future ahead of him. But that was before the pills, before the booze, before the darkness closed in.
Now, Alex was just a shadow of his former self, a addict lost in a world of despair.
Alex's hands trembled as he prepared the fix. He had promised himself he wouldn't do it again, but the craving had become too much to bear. The familiar ritual of cooking the heroin and tying off his arm brought a fleeting sense of comfort.
As he injected the needle, a wave of relief washed over him. The room began to spin, and Alex felt himself drifting away from the darkness that had consumed him.
But the reprieve was short-lived. The high wore off, leaving Alex feeling emptier than before. He stumbled to the bathroom, catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Sunken eyes, pale skin, and a gaunt face stared back at him.
Alex couldn't remember the last time he had eaten a decent meal or gotten a good night's sleep. His addiction had taken over, dictating every aspect of his life.
He staggered back to the couch, collapsing onto the worn cushions. The room was a mess, with dirty clothes and empty food containers scattered everywhere. Alex didn't care. He was too far gone, lost in a world of his own making.
As the hours passed, Alex's mind began to wander. He thought about his family, his friends, and the life he had left behind. He wondered how it had come to this, how he had fallen so far.
But the thoughts were fleeting, chased away by the crushing weight of his addiction. Alex knew he needed help, but he didn't know where to turn. He felt like he was drowning, with no lifeline in sight.
As the darkness closed in around him, Alex realized he had two choices: sink further into the abyss or try to find a way out. But for now, he just lay there, trapped in a living nightmare of his own creation.
"In the shadows of the twilight hour, 17-year-old Luna unleashes her true nature. As a descendant of an ancient line of werewolves, she must navigate the secrets and dangers of her world. But as the full moon rises, Luna's pack is threatened, and she must confront the darkness within herself to protect those she loves."
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
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."