Snape Is Obsessed With Hermione

The popular singer Mia Caroline became famous in showbiz at 15. Living in an influential family, Mia never once stumbled upon any scandal throughout her career. That is until her accidental meeting with Victor a few years later leads to her first scandal as a successful singer. Victor, the leader of a mafia organization under the guise of a successful businessman, hates people who sell their lives like celebrities. But faced with Mia, Victor is unwittingly drawn into Mia's complicated and secretive life. Past trauma, organizational turmoil, fame in the spotlight. This is a love story of two people who have never felt love.

Axel, a notorious bad boy, falls for Emily, the perfect good girl, in their small town. Their worlds collide, sparking a forbidden romance that challenges their reputations, families, and own demons.

Three rejections. Three shattered hopes. That was what Layla experienced, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world that craved purity. She was shunned, ostracized, and then sold out like a pawn to the most powerful being alive—the Lycan King. A ruthless ruler with a graveyard of brides, each one holding a chilling whisper of a fate worse than death. Layla hated him. Hated the way his eyes, cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated the way his touch, a promise of something terrifying, sent chills down her spine. * * * * "I hate you!" I yelled, clenching my hand into a fist, my knuckles turning white. He heaved a heavy sigh, his voice laced with a hint of amusement. "You seem stressed," he stated, closing the book he was reading. I took a step backward as he walked towards me, each step a reminder of the power he had over me. It was infuriating. "Well, lucky you," he said, rolling up his sleeve as he spoke. "I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves." Finally only few inches away from me, he reached out, his fingers brushing against my cheek, sending a shiver down my spine. "The first is a hug..." His voice dropped to a husky whisper as he leaned in, his warm breath tickling my ear. "And the rest... well, that's 69. What do you say about that?" "He's insane," I thought, my heart pounding in my chest so hard I feared it would burst. He tilted his head to the side, one of the insufferable things he does whenever he doesn't get a reaction from me, a smirk playing on the side of his lips. "What's the matter, darling?" ~ A DANGEROUS OBSESSION Can she break free from his wildfire, or is she drawn to the flames of her own ruin? A haunting dive into obsession, raw desire, and the razor-thin edge between love and destruction. LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will take her apart piece by piece, feeding the fire that grips her with every ragged breath. Like air to a flame, I’ll lay claim to every inch of her, tracing her body with a heat that sinks into her bones. Her skin will flush, her pulse racing under my hands, and though her eyes will beg for mercy, her lips will still whisper my name. That first spark of fear will only fuel something deeper, a raw need that floods her veins like molten heat. And just when she’s too close to back away, I’ll twist the knife, giving her a taste of the pain she craves. She will be the moth to my flame, helpless to resist the allure of the very thing that will destroy her.

After centuries of being locked in hell by his father, the devil himself, Lucifer Morningstar stepped into freedom but had himself falling in love with a human girl.

“What is your name?” Alpha Vladimir asked, raising an eyebrow at the girl who stood in front of him. He looked down at her ripped dress but made no comment as he looked her in the eye. “I don’t have a name.” She said, making the man frown. “What do you mean ‘you don’t have a name’?” He asked, and she took a step back. “I don’t have a name…” ************************ Born of a rape, the little omega, the wolf, or as they call her, the runt of the pack, has always been mistreated by her mother, her brothers, and the pack Alpha. But when the Alpha of Alphas, Alpha Vladimir Ivanov claims her as his own, what happens when he chooses to give her a name…?

Billionaire, Grey Carter grows heartless after watching his mother murdered in cold blood, his thirst for revenge makes him push everybody away much to his father's dismay. Mr Carter(Grey's father) has tried to make Grey fall in love for years but failed and finally decided to give him an ultimatum, get married for one year or loose the family business.Grey offers Bella Casey who had just being fired from work and was in desperate need of money a contract marriage because she has to pay off the loan shark she was owing. Will this contracted marriage lead to word full of love and roses for Bella? Or a life full of trials?Will Grey Carter finally have his revenge?

Ten years ago, twenty-six prodigious heroes were summoned from another world to defeat the Demon Lord, a battle they won, cementing their status as legends. However, their victory came at a cost-Elianor, one of their own, was mysteriously murdered. Distrust and grief tore them apart, and the once-united group disbanded, each hero walking a separate path, leaving the past buried. Now, a decade later, a dark prophecy looms once again. The world calls for its heroes, but they are no longer the same. Shin Hiiro, an average mage and former companion, is sent to reunite the fractured group. As he tracks down each hero, he finds that time and tragedy have changed them-some have embraced power, others have vanished into obscurity, and a few harbor dangerous secrets. With every hero he encounters, Shin begins to unravel the truth behind Elianor's murder. Old friendships are tested, and loyalties blur as Shin realizes that the heroes who once saved the world might now be its greatest threat.

{WARNING: MATURE CONTENT} Cold air brushed my face. Where am I? I couldn't tell, as everything was dark. Am I dead? Is this death? Everything submerged in darkness, where I couldn’t see anything or know where I was—not to mention having no idea if I still had a body. “She’s still alive…” I heard an indistinct voice, sounding so detached, bringing forth a terrible headache. Wait a minute. I’m still alive? Then I heard heavy footsteps moving closer to where I was, step after step. As cold as I lay, as broken as I was, I felt my skin crawling with fear, even with my eyes still tightly shut; the aura was overwhelming. The footsteps eventually stopped right before me. My brain and my body were sending me danger signals. This feeling was different from anything I’d ever felt. After a while of silence, I slowly parted my eyes to catch a glimpse of the figure standing before me, but I could see nothing except a blurry pair of emerald green eyes. And just like that, the footsteps retreated. Were they leaving? I asked inwardly as my eyes fluttered closed again, submitting myself to the darkness. But before I could go any further, I heard the deepest, coldest voice I’d ever encountered in my life. “Take her. She’s coming with me.” --- **Excerpt** “Why are you here?” He didn't respond this time. Instead, a familiar—oh, so familiar—chill crawled up my skin, settling on my heart, numbing it altogether. He'd been behind me all along. I remembered this feeling, and I remembered more when I felt him stop by my side. His large palm touched my jaw, bringing my face to look at him—at his emerald green eyes. “It’s you, isn’t it? You saved me from the cliff. I should be dead, forgotten. Why did you bring me back to this heart-wrenching place?” His fingers slipped through my silvery locks, and his gentle, hot breath fanned against my neck, leaving a tingling trail. “Because it’s not time for your death, Kaila, my sweet lady.” His lips paused by the tip of my ear. “And… I recognized fire when I saw one. Although I’m not often drawn to every fire, yours roared differently.” “You know nothing,” I whispered. He chuckled softly. “Yes. I didn't, but your eyes betray a deep, much deeper hunger, Kaila… Is it revenge? Or something more?” “What if I want to burn them all?” “Then allow me to be your fire.” --- Kaila Wynter endured being a slave for her mate, James Wellesley, for years in the pack, thinking he loved her. But when he returned, he not only paid her no mind and rejected her, he took everything, including her legs, and turned a blind eye while the whole pack chanted to kill her for something she knew nothing about. However, everything changed the night he came—the rumored king of hell. Rumors whispered that his touch brought destruction. But what if he didn’t destroy her, but claimed her, even as broken and damaged as she was? They thought they had tossed her to her death; little did they know it would be their fall and her rise.

[Mature Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.

[mature//no rape] At the age of 14, Eiravyne had endured a life-altering burn inflicted by her father, a punishment she believed was a manifestation of her own inadequacies: her perceived lack of beauty, worth, and intellect. It wasn’t until a horrific massacre claimed her entire family that she had learned the true nature of her suffering. The burn had not merely been a mark of her father’s cruelty but a binding ritual linking her to Duke Ilkar Skivarion, the very man she had been taught to fear above all. As Eiravyne was thrust into an arranged marriage with the Duke, she found herself entangled in a treacherous web of political power and intrigue. Amidst the chaos, she uncovered a staggering truth: her abusive family had not been her true lineage. Instead, she was the heir to the Sangrevers—a feared and formidable bloodline notorious for its depraved, lustful, manipulative, and twisted behavior…Afamily that was eradicated by the king for their own treason . With this revelation, Eiravyne faced a new nightmare. Duke Ilkar, convinced that she inherited the worst traits of her scandalous mother, regarded her as nothing more than a means to serve his own ambitions, while Eiravyne's deepest desire was to belong to a family that truly loved and accepted her. ******* Updates: 02 chapter /day Genre: fanatasy, female lead, romance,magic, obssessive male lead, good support side side characters, a lot of intimacy, enemies to lovers, powerful couple, evil and good , bad boy .forced marriage Cover: is mine, it is commissioned, i don't alow anyone to use it . The art of this novel is also comissioned ------------------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server : https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page: https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack ------------------- Check out my other contracted works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared .

In a world where popularity reigns supreme, Lena Sinclair is a girl consumed by obsession, longing to fit in with her glamorous peers. Her desire to be like them leads her down a dark path of crime and deceit, crossing lines she never thought she would. But when betrayal strikes from those she trusted most, Lena is left shattered and vengeful. As she seeks revenge against the girls who turned on her, she unexpectedly finds solace and love in a mysterious stranger—an undercover spy with a perfect façade and a tangled family legacy. Torn between loyalty to his mission and his growing feelings for her, he must navigate his own internal conflicts while helping her uncover the truth behind her betrayal. In a thrilling tale of obsession, betrayal, and redemption, Lena must confront her dark desires and decide how far she’s willing to go for revenge. As secrets unravel and loyalties shift, she discovers that true strength lies not just in vengeance, but in the ability to forge her own identity and embrace the love she never saw coming.

[Mature Content 18+] In the world of Alphas with power to control minds, hand out excruciating pain and even seduce you to your death such that you die with a smile on your face. Yin Zhu was born an Omega. A slave without any magic. In Bloodlock being an omega meant that you were no better than a rug under the feet of the alphas. In fact, even rug had much more importance than Yin Zhu who was born as an omega. Her life was destined to be spent under the dominance of the alphas of the Situ family. At least no one knew that she was an omega, as long as no one found out that she was an omega she was safe. But at the age of eighteen, she was dragged to the Situ mansion, because of a mistake and now she have to serve in the family of a Vampires but it was fine right? As long as she stayed away from them she will be all right. Wrong. She ended up attracting the attention of the three young masters even when she didn’t meant to, one by one their gazes locked on her, in a manner she did not mean to —— by disrespecting them. Proud and arrogant as they were they didn’t want to let her go so easily. Now she have to serve them and protect herself as well, for if these men found out that she was an omega it was either death or a life of imprisonment. ———————— “ Did you go somewhere?”spoke a voice in the dark room, causing Yin Zhu’s eyes to go wide with fear. She turned around the room when another voice called from behind, the cold breath of the man skimming over her shoulder, “ I think she was out in the garden, her skin is cold.” Nervously, Yin Zhu turned around but the man behind her was gone, she swallowed hard as she squinted her eyes trying to make the silhouettes of the men who were hiding in her room. “ W..What are you doing in my room?” “ What are we doing in her room, she asks,” chuckled a third voice causing goosebumps to break all over her skin. When the figure of the man sitting on the chair next to the tea table stood up and started walking towards her. As he started to walk towards her the rest moved and circled her like a prey, the handsome features of the men illuminated in the moonlight making them look even scarier than they do. “ We came to see our omega,” said number one as he tilted his head and smiled at her. “ What about you? Where are you coming from, hmm?” “ I ..I just went out on a walk,” she replied as quickly as possible but then she heard someone behind her chuckle and Yin Zhu could feel her doom coming close. She tried to side step the two men but then she was caught by number three, his arms tightening around her waist as she tried to escape the two man, a dangerous growl rumbling in his chest that reverberated on her back . The two men walked closer to her as the first one raised his hand and cupped her face while the other caught hold of her silvery lock that was cascading over her shoulder. One of them skimmed his hand over her jaw and neck before splaying his fingers over her chest. “ Your heart is thumping rather loud, did you go on a run?” Yin Zhu didn’t answer for she knew that the three men knew she was lying, they could see through her lies better than she could see through their games. The man behind her leaned forward and whispered against her ear, “ Were you trying to run away with him?” “ Maybe I should wring the neck of that human after all, hmm? What do you say, sugar?”chortled the third.

I thought my biggest problem was Adrian Blackwood, the arrogant guy I used to hate from a rival crime family. But things took a darker turn when I accepted a job as a nanny for a little girl, only to find myself in the dangerous world of Leo Weston, the ruthless leader of the Spanish Cartel. Leo became obsessed with me as soon as I turned him down. My "no" only made me want me more, I could feel the danger in every look he gave me. Just when my life was already complicated, Adrian came back to my life. The man I once couldn't stand is now crazy about me. And I can't deny the chemistry between us, it's intense, wild, and electric. Both men are determined to claim me, my body and soul, but I refuse to be a pawn in their twisted game of power and lust. With danger at every corner, I must navigate a world full of betrayal, drama, and steamy encounters. But the clock is ticking. Can I escape before I'm consumed by their desires? Or will I lose myself entirely to the heat of their obsession?

Melissa Hitler is the first and only child of the infamous underworld boss – Antonio Hitler and her main aim is to make him proud. For years, Antonio has maintained a high reputation for him and his mafia gang, overcoming several underworld obstacles and avoiding the reach of the government. Some said he even controlled a section of the government himself. He was a powerful man and all Melissa wanted was to live up to his legacy. Would she be able to leave up to his legacy?

It's fun to read about the obsessive villian but until you encounter him. After being transmigrated as the girl , villian was obsessed with and married forcefully, she must do something to save herself from the torture he gave her . " Asher - You cannot run away. Amelia while putting her hands on his shoulder - I don't wanna leave this perfect world either. Asher - "_". "

Prologue In the heart of the city, where danger simmered just beneath the surface, the Blackwood name commanded both reverence and fear. At the helm stood Damien Blackwood, a formidable mafia king known for his cold, calculating demeanor and unwavering grip on power. At thirty, he had earned a reputation as a ruthless leader, feared by enemies and allies alike. Yet beneath the hardened exterior, there simmered a darkness—an obsession that revolved around his foster sister, Amara Lane. Amara was only eighteen, a gentle soul lost in the shadows of the world around her. An introvert by nature, she often found solace in the quiet corners of the sprawling mansion, retreating into the pages of books or the comfort of her art. While she navigated the complexities of a dangerous life with resilience, the chaotic mafia world surrounding her remained a mystery. She loved her family fiercely, but the deeper, darker truths of their legacy were a distant echo, one she had yet to fully grasp. For Damien, however, Amara was everything. She was a breath of fresh air in his suffocating existence, a light that pierced the darkness of his life. He watched her with an intensity that both thrilled and terrified him, the line between brotherly love and obsession blurring with each passing day. She was blissfully unaware of the grip she had on his heart, believing their bond was simply that of siblings forged in circumstance. Yet, as the walls of their world began to close in—rival gangs scheming in the shadows and whispers of betrayal echoing through the mansion—Damien’s obsession grew more perilous. He could not bear the thought of losing her, not to the dangers that lurked outside their door or to the weight of the legacy that bound them. He would do anything to keep her close, to shield her from the horrors that surrounded them, even if it meant crossing lines he never thought he would. As the tension mounted and the stakes rose, Amara felt the world shifting around her. Confused by Damien's intensity, she struggled to understand the shifting dynamics of their relationship. With every look, every touch, she sensed something deeper lurking just beneath the surface, but the full realization of Damien’s obsession eluded her. Fostered Obsession is a haunting tale of unspoken desires and hidden truths, where love becomes a prison and loyalty is tested in the darkest of times. ---

Princess Alaina in Blackmoore is faced with a terrible choice: she either wed the threatening King Alistair of Black Night or risk losing all that is important to her. The fiery princess has captured Alistair's heart, and he is willing to do whatever it takes to elevate her to the position of queen. Alistair is notorious for his cruel rule and evil reputation. Alaina is forced to negotiate the evil forces around her because she is caught between the need to defend her realm and her yearning for independence. Alaina's determination will be put to the test as danger approaches and love is turned into a weapon. Will she be able to defeat the strong monarch and free her people, or will she end as just another piece in his mindgame?


Storm is a nobody without her pretty face, her smart mouth and her oblivious healing gift. But all that changes when the gods, to prevent the annihilation of an entire specie, orchestrates her meeting with an underground mafia lord; a ruthless Lycan, who had been exiled from his pack for killing his father. ***TO NOTE*** Story contains: 1. R18 scenes 2. Violence. 3.Short tales of two other main characters apart from Female Lead(related). 4. Up for WSA!

Mature content[R-18+] NO RAPE~ ~What happens when a psychopath falls in love?~ The infamous wallflower and sole heiress of the Falcone empire, Abigail Falcone, was a loner, shy, and reserved. She did not know how to socialize or even how to love until she met him. Desperate to escape her scheming relatives, Abby sought a favor from her late best friend’s fiancé—a marriage of convenience. No one would have ever paired the shy, stammering wallflower with the sinfully handsome mafia leader. However, it quickly becomes clear that Abby is a woman of hidden strength—and Remo Quinn finds his dead heart beating once again. Wary but tempted, she struggles to get through the arrangement without stripping herself of her morals and losing her heart to her husband—a man so beautiful and broken, he will hurt her as much as he will love her. While seeking revenge and amidst the sultry heat of their forbidden desires and secret fears, will Abigail find the love that will change her life forever? Or will she face the punishment of falling for her deceased best friend's fiancé? What happens when Remo finds out his little shy wallflower wife is a little sly fox? ——————————— ——————————— Excerpt ~ "Beg me to use you, Abby," he growled, his voice husky with desire. Abby's breath caught in her throat as she struggled to comply with his demand. With a mixture of arousal and trepidation, she managed to whisper, "Please ...Remo..." But Remo wasn't satisfied with just her words. He wanted to see her beg, to hear the desperation in her voice. With a wicked grin, he applied a bit more pressure to her thighs, a hint of pain mingling with pleasure. "Words, little sweet doll. Beg me," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for disobedience. The sensation sent a jolt of arousal coursing through Abby's veins, her resolve crumbling under Remo's intoxicating dominance. With a whimper of surrender, she found herself uttering the words he desired, her voice trembling with need. "Please...use me," she pleaded, her heart racing as she surrendered herself to the delicious torment of Remo's touch. Trigger warnings; Self-harm, mental illness, rough sexual acts etc.

After the brutal murder of her family, Katherine is banished from the blood moon pack by her mate, leaving her desolate. Katherine seeks refuge in the one place her father warned her about. Katherine meets Alpha Kieran and her life never remains the same. ~ Kieran's eyes narrowed, a distasteful scowl on his face. "We are not mates, Katherine. The goddess is mistaken. I don't do mates. I don't do relationships." "Will you reject me?" "Reject you? No! I won’t reject you nor will I accept you. You will stay here, under my watch. You'll never be recognized as my mate, nor will you be treated any differently than the other members. You will work and earn your stay just like everyone else. I tell you this, Katherine. Not a single soul must know we are mates.

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

Alexander Laurent :  The cold, arrogant and mysterious heir to The Laurent Agency who is swiping the entertainment industry off the floor. But is that it? No. Underneath the glamourous cover is an underworld that runs within his palm. But he loses his heart to a Doctor and his world starts spinning around her. He kidnaps her and even manages to forcefully marry as well as cage her. But did his love manage to win over her hatred? Eleanora Rosenheim :  A softhearted, bubbly but stubborn girl who becomes a doctor for her fiance's sake. But is made to give up on her fiance, her family and her dreams just because of someone's obsession. Forced into a traumatising marriage, made to suffer from her in-laws wrath and even face her husband's jealousy that always ends by him forcing himself upon her, Eleanora is left with only one option - to kill herself. Did destiny do her any justice? Yes. It did. By making Eleanora reborn on the very same day where she crossed paths with Alexander and her life changed forever. She now has a second chance to live and escape his clutches. Will she be able to challenge her fate and live the simple but happy life that she forever dreamt of or will she succumb to her fate and let that decide the flow of her story?  Read "The Devil's Obsession : No more escaping Babygirl!" and witness a sensual love story, filled with adventure, mystery, cruelty, emotions and humour loaded within. Let's embark on this journey together! Author - Go Kizy Instagram - go_kizy Book Cover - Go Kizy

To take revenge on her unfaithful fiancé, Ananya devised a plan involving his uncle, Arjun. "Was my nephew not enough for you?" In a disheveled bed, Arjun grasped Ananya's chin, the black Rudraksha bracelet on his wrist swaying gently. It was said that Arjun was a devout man who avoided women. However, after a night together, Ananya discovered how easy it was to sway him. With a few sweet words in a soft, gentle tone, she could get whatever she desired from him. "Arjun is just pretending with Ananya. He'll leave her soon enough!" "Ananya is so shameless. Arjun would never fall for someone as manipulative as her!" Everyone in Mumbai expected Ananya to embarrass herself, but they didn't know how Arjun held her close at night. "Ananya, dare to mention divorce again and see what happens," he warned. From that moment on, Arjun, once seen as unattainable, was brought down to earth by Ananya. He began to experience what it was like to be in a genuine relationship and found happiness in it.

By day, I’m Aurelia, endlessly tormented. by my two stepbrothers. They should be off-limits, forbidden, yet every teasing comment, every touch that lingers a little too long, is a spark that sets off flames of my unrequited crush on them. When a mysterious invitation to work at a secretive VIP club comes my way, I think it’s my chance to escape. But the club is a darker world than I imagined. Here, I don’t merely submit; I’m masked, displayed on a stage, to be used, savored, devoured by men coated in power and sin. What happens when the stepbrothers who plague my thoughts claim the woman behind the scarlet mask, ignorant that it’s me they’re touching, tasting, conquering? That is before ’He’ comes along, the club’s mysterious owner, a dark prince who knows exactly how to tie a girl up in knots—both literally and figuratively. His eyes watch me from the shadows, always hungry, always wanting more than just a stage performance. His twisted fantasies should scare me, but they only pull me closer into his all consuming darkness. But when my mask slips and my identity is almost exposed, the dark prince of the club becomes an obsessive hunter. He’s not just after my submission; he wants to unmask my soul, rip out my heart, and claim it as his own. Now, I’m caught between my stepbrothers, who know my darkest secrets, and a wicked prince whose dark desires should terrify me, but don’t. It’s a sick, twisted tale of love and possession, but one question remains: who’ll own me when the clock strikes 12?

Argus Augustine was born into a world where power is everything, and nothing is off-limits. Under the gaze of his mother, Evangeline—a woman whose obsession for her son runs dangerously deep—Argus is groomed to rise above the supernatural forces that shape the Empire and the Alliance. But as he navigates the intricate webs of loyalty, desire, and control, Argus learns that power isn’t the only thing to be taken. Whispers of gods and devils may linger in the shadows, but his greatest challenge lies in managing the seductions and temptations that surround him, especially from those closest to him. In a world where love and control often blur, Argus must decide how far he’s willing to go to claim what’s his.

Do you believe in the tangled web of fate and destiny? Athena Rosa, the 13th princess of Searella Kingdom finds herself trapped in a twisted web of love, betrayal, and reincarnation. Just when she thought she had escaped her past life, the life where discovers that she was killed and betrayed by the people she loved, fate shows her otherwise Although it is all tragedy, she crosses paths with Deimos, the emperor who not only needs her blood to survive but is also someone she has loved in not one but two of her past lives and this time he wants her no matter the price Will she be able to fully trust him, will he betray her like the others and most importantly does he remember her or is he like the rest? Btw cover is not mine at all so I do not take credit My only hope is that this Novel does not change you as it changed it’s writer