Chestnut Brown Eyes Novels & Stories

When I lay dreaming of what my life could have been if I was human and not a hybrid, it always ends the same way, stop wishing for something impossible Laya. I am a hybrid, my yellow eyes a dead giveaway, and in the eyes of humans we are the virus that nearly destroyed the world.

“And what you tried today,” I winced in pain as he held my nape from behind before turning me around. I peered up at him in fear while he stared down at me with his intimidating eyes. His eyes were thundering. Leaning down further, he made my pulse rise. Being so close to him— a man, no less, I could see the clear spec of blackness inside his dark eyes. They were so raw and so dark and so piercing. “I would suggest you not try it again,” he added, his bottomless brooding eyes burned into mine, “because no matter how hard you are going to try, you are never going to get out of here without my permission. Away from my sight,” he vowed in a menacing tone that had no expression at all. “Don't get your hopes high.” Tears split down my eyes while he studied my face. “You like escaping. Don't you?” He explained to me in a condescending tone. “Let's see how you are going to try now with my eyes on you— all the time." “You can try all you want, but you can never break my spirits!” I looked at him, directly in his eyes without blinking. His eyes were still focussed on my face as he slowly stepped around me. “Do you mean it?” His voice was strangely soft, “Maybe I cannot. But.. ” Adding to his intimidating aura. Shaur. “No.. ” I whispered. “I can break him.” His gaze met mine in an instant. “You seem to have forgotten your own mental capacity of understanding certain situations. Let me refresh it for you.” His eyes seemed to burn holes at me. “I'd rather not get blood on your dress.” WARNING: This book contains strong language, dubious situations, deception issues, manipulations, abduction and dark romance.

"There Are THREE SIDES To Every Story. YOURS, HIS And The TRUTH."We both hold distaste for the other. We're both clouded by their own selfish nature. We're both playing the blame game. It won't end until someone admits defeat. Until someone decides to call it quits. But how would that ever happen? We're are just as stubborn as one another.Only one thing would change our resolution to one another. An Engagement. .......An excerpt -" To be honest I have no interest in you. ", he said coldly almost matching the demeanor I had for him, he still had a long way to go through before he could be on par with my hatred for him. He slid over to me a hot cup of coffee, it shook a little causing drops to land on the counter. I sighed, just the sight of it reminded me of the terrible banging in my head. Hangovers were the worst. We sat side by side in the kitchen, disinterest, and distaste for one another high. I could bet if it was a smell, it'd be pungent."I feel the same way. " I replied monotonously taking a sip of the hot liquid, feeling it burn my throat. I glanced his way, staring at his brown hair ruffled, at his dark captivating green eyes. I placed a hand on my lips remembering the intense scene that occurred last night. I swallowed hard. How? I thought. How could I be interested?I was in love with his brother.

It was not an ordinary day for Tara Davis. It was her first time to go to the heart of the city alone after being asked by her cousin to do the interview for her, a favor she could not say no. She did the interview without knowing the questions inside the brown envelope. When she reached the top floor of the Williamson Hotel, she found him busy looking for some files on his table and asked if it was okay to conduct the interview with him. Blake Williamson, amused that there was one person, who did not recognize him, decided to accept the interview and pretended to be Sam, his personal secretary. The interview became more interesting for him when they found out that it contained dirty questions related to . He became more interested in her because, despite the questions, she did the interview professionally. She was the first woman he met who seemed not interested in him, unlike other women who were always ready to undress in front of him. For him, Tara is an extraordinary woman who enchanted him. She was like a transformed live-action character from fairy tale stories who still believes in true love and simple life can still make you happy. Blake believed he was the perfect man for her until he found out that she was looking for an honest man with great conviction in life, and definitely not a millionaire, the exact opposite of him. He lied the first time they met, and the truth was that he was not just rich, but a renowned youngest billionaire in the country.

Taking advantage of the crowd, Cecilia tries to evade Ethan and flee in between them. But unfortunately for her, she was grabbed by her forearm and pulled inside the boy’s locker room. With someone shutting the door. “You are not going anywhere. ” Ethan growls, caging her within his arms. His warm breath fans her chest as she is drawn in his brown orbs. Cecilia’s breath hitches as his manly scent infiltrates her nostrils and her wolf howls for closure. “Why do I feel something for him? When he touched me, it didn’t feel weird. It felt like I belonged in the warm embrace of his touch.” Cecilia murmured to herself. But that can’t be true unless he is her mate. Funny enough, Cecilia has already rejected her mate. This doesn’t make sense, because it’s only a few are privileged to have a second chance mate. The moon goddess surely wouldn’t bless her with another mate when she was the one who rejected her mate. After rejecting her mate who was her ex-husband, Cecilia is trapped between the Alpha who refuses to let her go, and a bully whose very touch feels like home. But at what cost? With her peace and future on the line, She was left with two choices, neither trust the man who promised her protection nor lose herself to her past.

Staring straight into her eyes, a playful smile curls his lips. "If you agree to be my pet for a year, then you and your father will be free." The devil whispers coldly, with his eyes full of desire. To save her father who stole from the ruthless mafia lord, Theo Rodriguez. Everyone surrenders to him, but she dares to confront him. Even though she is trembling with fear, her tearful eyes show determination. She knows this will drag her to hell, but still, she says yes. Will this deal that started as a pleasure trade by force grow into more? Will they crave and fall for each other? Or will they just break up when the contract expires, leaving their passion behind?

. "I WILL NOT WAKE HIM" My voice thunders through the large throne room. All who reside in it are brought to their knees. Cowering and bowing their heads. I take a sharp inhale and the wave of power leaves them and they return to their previous positions. Another member of my court approaches, I nod allowing her to come forward. Her long green dress, compliments her light brown hair and golden eyes. "Mara, what say you?" Alarich takes her hand and guides her forward "My beautiful queen, only your blood can wake him, if you see it fit to subdue him after and place him back to rest. My men and I will happily comply" I smile at her and Alarich. "You think it's that easy. I will not be weak. You know this and he will see to it I am, specially if I carry his child". Alarich places a gentle kiss to Mara's forehead. Grateful for his loves presence and offer. "Majesty your mark moves, it longs for him" She looks up at me with hopeful eyes. "Oh Mara, I cannot allow him back into the world. I am strong enough to take a rebellion on by myself, no one can kill me with this mark and no one else can hold it, whilst I'm alive. "You ask me to wake the only one who can kill me?"

FORBIDDEN!! He is not someone to mess with. But Izzy messed with him. She tried hard to keep away only to find herself getting involved with him deeper and deeper. When Izzy Brown, an innocent high school student, goes on vacation to her hometown, she discovers that a menacing gang is threatening her family because her father borrowed money from a dangerous Mafia leader. Despite being horrified and heartbroken, she maintained her resolve. She decides to act independently to support her father. Searching through all her means she decides to meet the powerful man behind everything and beg him to show mercy. But mercy is not something a man like Robert Erickson could have. He declined to meet her without a second thought. However, after a sudden twist of fate, they meet again. Looking at her alluring innocent self, he offered her a chance. "Be my pet and I will let your family live" Izzy was dumbfounded. A pet...! Will this man chain me up in his yard? What does pet mean to him? This was all that she could think of, but was that what he meant? Her miserable life takes a twisted turn when she learns about the Dangerous Mafia Don's little secret. A secret that no one knows. Will she be able to escape from him? Read the book to know more about an abnormal love story of an unpredictable couple.

To repay me for saving her life, Tiana Sabell lets me marry into her family. In the eighth year after I marry into the Sabell family with a monetary wedding gift worth billions, her long-lost first love, Hayden Brown, returns with a child. Because of a nightmare he has, he claims my daughter, Sabrina Zeller, is cursed and will bring harm to his son. Tiana locks Sabrina in an abandoned chapel deep in the mountains, forcing her to fast for seven days and nights to purify herself. I kneel before Tiana and beg, "Sabrina has a heart condition. If she does not eat or drink for seven days, she will die!" Tiana focuses only on preparing nutritious meals for Hayden. "She will not die from going hungry for a few days. If she cannot endure even this, how is she fit to be my daughter?" I am locked in the basement for seven days. By the time I find Sabrina, she has already starved to death. I carry her body, which is covered in livor mortis, back home. Holding Hayden in her arms, Tiana kicks me away. "What have you been teaching our daughter? How dare she fake her death to fool me? If you cannot raise our child properly, then I will give her a new father!" I call my sister and say, "Pull the investment. Let Sabell Group go bankrupt!"

"Who thought this day would come so soon when…." He uttered, peering into her grey eyes which were aggressively shedding tears of pain and hatred. "Aereza Kensley would get willing to submit herself to me so easily," a sinful grin formed on his face as his ember orbs roamed all over her naked body which she had stopped covering. Getting to his feet, he walked closer to her. Standing just before her, he clutched a tendril of her hair and witnessed that hatred blazing in her watery eyes for him. "Why this much hatred when you have willingly come here to give yourself to me, bellissima?' his hoarse voice turned dangerously amiable. He knew she had come here to submit herself to him just because of her grandmother's life and safety which was captured in his hand. "Get on my bed and spread your legs wide for me,"She clenched her jaw and squeezed her eyes shut, hearing him whispering those words in her ear. Fresh wave of tears filled her eyes. He watched her obediently getting on his bed and laid there while opening her bare and trembling legs for him. His grin turned more sadistic as his gaze devoured her nakedness before climbing on top of her. He found her eyes were tightly shut. "Won't you look at me with those fearless eyes of yours anymore?" He whispered against her mouth before clutching her jaw aggressively. Forcing her head upward, he finally saw her tears burning eyes glaring at him. "You will forget about this hatred of yours for me after this night, bellissima," he cooed against her mouth, pinning her both hands above her head. Their eyes remained fastened with each other, pressing their naked bodies against each other. "And this is just its beginning, mate,"