Eden Claudia a successful doctor,has everything going for her. Job,house,money as she climbs to one of the most skilled in her town. Despite having many look down upon her for her deafness it only pushed the hardworking woman to push harder. One problem is,she's terribly lonely. Watching as her family enters new chapters of their lives,husbands,children etc she can't help but feel envious to a world seemingly so loud in charisma,charm,love,warmth. Yet she returns to an empty apartment. Well not truly empty. Oh and Another problem she's being stalked. Malikai Silas a thriving business man and nepo-baby growing up in the spotlight until he faded into the background,a man so broody,miserable,cold to out lookers is exactly what he is. But not to Eden. His Eden,his salvation. Like the snake he is slowly stalks his prey,slowly,steadily till he shows up with the temptation to take a bite. The bite sealing her fate as his. Although he doesn't utter a word,nothing persuasive,nothing compelling,sweet. silence.not a word is spoke. Not Because he wants to,but because he can't. A woman who can't hear and man who can't speak. Oh and this man just happens to be her patient! (BWWM) Written by rou.

Warning ⚠️ ‼️‼️‼️this is not a happy ending book, the male lead in this book is evil to the end. Explicit mature themes, kidnapping, manipulation, bounding, tortured. This book is not recommended for readers under 18 and those triggered by any of the above. ... I saw the corner of his mouth twitch and before I could comprehend anything he tightened his hold on my throat, my mouth was already slightly open so he had the opportunity to shove a gun in my mouth. I tried to move back away from him but he tightened his hold and shove the gun farther down my throat causing me to make loud gurgling choking sounds, the taste of metal, fire and smoke spread into my taste buds causing me to gag, that's the same gun he had shot my father with. "Do you have trouble speaking? I'll help you talk my love, there must be something stuck in your throat?" He said shoving the gun deeper, by now the base of his pistol was pressed down against my lips as I choked loudly. I screamed and jumped in fright as he pulled the trigger. Nothing, No bullets were fired. The force of the gun shook my whole body. I gargled and shook my head no repeatedly, but he wasn't satisfied. he squeezed my throat and completely blocked my airway. By now I started panicking more as I could no longer breathe, what does he want me to say?? please just stop this. "I merry gyou" I somehow managed to gargle those words out hoping he hears them. My mouth tastes like metal and I could taste blood as well, the force of the gun being shoved down my throat scratched the inside of my mouth.

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️ ""Show me that wet pussy," he commanded, his voice a low, guttural growl dripping with dominance and raw lust, every word dripping with hunger. The heat in his words wrapped around me like a vise, making my skin flush and my breath hitch. I spread my legs wider, every nerve ending screaming for him. He leaned in, eyes dark and hungry, the scent of him intoxicating. He inhaled deeply, his voice rough as he whispered, "Such a good girl." I bit down hard on my trembling lips, my body aching, desperate for his touch...

Warning: This book contains mature themes, graphic/abuse content, and triggering subjects. Reader discretion is advised.‼️ "I thought after 1 Year of dealing with my anger,I could be with you again he said calmly looking at me. But you just have to go fuck it up don't you? My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes wandering between him and the make made knife in his hand. "Ahhh- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the knife and not on me. не говори(don't speak).I hope you know what's going to happen to you. Кекс Months ago Simone meet a guy at a bar It was a chance encounter at a dimly lit bar that changed everything. Simone, a young and ambitious psychiatrists, locked eyes with the enigmatic and brooding Arseni , and the connection was undeniable. Their intense, flirtatious interaction left Simone breathless, but their budding connection was severed when Arseni volatile behavior landed him in the Oakwood Mental Asylum - the very institution where Simone worked. As their paths continue to cross in the asylum's bleak corridors, Simone finds herself inexplicably drawn to Arseni ,darkness, despite the danger that lurks beneath his surface. Arseni, too, becomes obsessed with Simone, his fixation growing more and more possessive with each passing day. But as their twisted love story unfolds, Simone begins to realize that Arseni secrets are far more sinister than she ever could have imagined. Will she be able to escape the shadows of Arseni's obsession, or will she become consumed by the very darkness that draws her to him?

Old version got removed, a lot of new changes!! Put on HOLD!!! Description : 'so this is love mmm~' There's not escape for people like me, bad luck attached to them like gun stuck to the bottom of a shoe. But I guess as much as he was bad for me as he was good too, in so many ways. Dancing in his kitchen a chain attached to my ankle, never felt more at peace. I was contempt being his obsession no matter how crazy he got. Because being with him was much much more safer than what was waiting for me outside those two doors. ~ the story of Aaira and Aleksie

REUPLOAD It's was supposed to be just a simple trip to france, Zuri didn't expected her whole life to change so drastically after meeting him.

{𝒃𝒆·𝒔𝒐𝒕·𝒕𝒆𝒅} - 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒍𝐲 𝒊𝒏𝐟𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲. 𝐒𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝑩𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒅

Saija is kicked out after graduating high school and finds herself homeless. She takes up the job of a dancer, but met with something much worse.

No description yet This is darker than Mia.

Quiet. Predictable. Easy to follow. I know what time she wakes up. How she always forgets to lock the window in her bathroom. How she hums when she's nervous. How her voice softens when she talks to people she trusts. She thinks she's careful. Cute. But locks don't stop me. Cameras can't see me. She has no idea I've been in her house. That I've touched her toothbrush. That I've laid in her bed just to feel the warmth she left behind. She doesn't know someone's eyes been studying the curve of her spine as she sleeps, and that the man who smiled at her on the sidewalk was the same one who watched her cry in the shower last week. She trusts to easily. That's her flaw. And when the time's right... I'll finally say hello. ________________ She was trembling. Tears streaming, lips parted, eyes full of fear. "Please," she whispered. "Please don't-" I cupped her face gently, brushing her tears with my thumb like they were sacred. "Don't cry," I murmured, my voice low, steady. "I'd never hurt you, Nyla." I leaned closer, pressing my forehead to hers. "I've known you too long for that."