241 Book(s) Related to don't turn around

Noah Carter doesn’t lose control.

Captain of Ridgeway University’s team.
Disciplined. Admired. Untouchable.

Until Elias Moore.

Soft skirts. Sharp eyes. Unapologetically visible.

What starts as a glance turns into a secret.
What should have been one mistake becomes an addiction.

Noah tells himself it’s temporary.
Elias knows better.

Because desire doesn’t disappear just because you refuse to name it.

And when reputation collides with need, someone will have to choose what matters more — the life they built, or the truth they can’t outrun.

Some mistakes burn.

Some demand to be claimed.

All Emma ever wanted was to feel like she belonged. Put up for adoption as a child and quitting her first job because of her boss, she was desperate to navigate her young adult life.
Luckily for her, she landed a job as a live-in maid to the rich and powerful Ethan Hollen. Emma was in charge of preparing Ethan's coffee every morning and soon enough, more things started heating up between the two but there's just one problem. Ethan is engage to another woman.

EJ Hollen and Zenia Blackman were friends before deciding on having things get more serious between them. All EJ wanted was to be loved for who he is but Zenia was bended on true love doesn't exist and was more keen on living in the moment. She was also harboring a dark secret from EJ and when he found out, all things fell apart, including their relationship.
Would they ever love each other again?

Four months pregnant, I went to the bar to bring Connor his wallet, only to overhear a conversation that made my blood run cold.

"She's so controlling. Billy and I can barely breathe," my husband told his friends. "I'm taking Kelsey to the countryside for three months of therapy. I'll just tell Nadia it's a parent-child program abroad."

The worst part? My ten-year-old son Billy would cover for him.

Then I had a miscarriage. In my darkest moment, Connor said he'd use experimental hypnotherapy to help me "forget the pain" so I wouldn't suffer or cling to them while they vacationed for three months.

I agreed.

But when he got everything he wanted, he regretted it.

I'm a siren. Every fifty years, I need to eat a heart. Not just any heart—it has to be rotten to the core. The more evil, the better it feeds.
So when Arthur Pendleton, billionaire marine philanthropist and secret trafficking kingpin, spotted a helpless blind girl sitting alone at his charity gala, he thought he'd hit the jackpot.
He took me to his cliffside villa. Cooked me dinner. Drugged my milk.
Cute.
The drugs broke down the second they hit my stomach. His guard found out about the restraints the hard way—right before I snapped his neck.
Now Arthur is steering his yacht into open water, chasing a sunken treasure that doesn't exist, too drunk on greed to notice the strange singing in the fog, or that the blind girl in his passenger seat can see him perfectly fine.
He has no idea what's waiting in the deep.

Katelyn is a sweet 19 year old girl whose life exists only inside the luxury of her mansion. This arrangement was done by her father to keep her safe from his foes in the Mafia. Her life takes a major turn when Don Quisito, her father's trusted friend, blackmails her to sleep with him. He threatens to expose a secret of hers that only he knew. Afraid and desperate to save her dignity, the girl fights him back in every way possible. Her attempts to get back at him always lands her in trouble; But guess who appears as her knight in shining armor all the time? Despite her hatred, she finds herself attracted to the way he cares for her when they are together. She is affected by the possessiveness of his touch and the warmth in his deep blue eyes when he looks at her. But she is not sure whether he would follow through the promises offered by his kisses. There was a good chance that she might end up being heart broken and alone, just like in the beginning.
The ruthless Don is a mysterious person who has eyes only for her. He gives her a taste of freedom that she craved for over a long time. But the man came to her life with a purpose. Even his blackmail was a means to an end. Once his duty is fulfilled, would he have to leave her or would he get a chance to make her his? There are buried secrets from the past that awaits Katelyn but the real question is, when everything is revealed, will it be too late for her to salvage the love of her life?

“You can’t do this,” he said, voice cracking. “I have a scholarship. I have a team. If anyone finds out—”
“I’m not here to blow up your life,” I said, holding his stare so he understood I could if I wanted to. “I’m here because the guy on that couch wasn’t pretending. He was real for three minutes.” I didn’t blink. “I want that guy. And I’m not going anywhere until I get him.”

Ethan Drake is the golden boy of college hockey team—the disciplined captain, scholarship star, and future NHL prospect whose smile never slips. Behind the flawless image, though, Ethan is drowning in a secret that could cost him everything: he is gay. The only proof is a drunken kiss last summer with a boy whose face he can’t remember—until the new transfer rookie walks into the locker room with a small, unmistakable scar on his lower lip.

Ares Cole is everything Ethan trained himself to ignore: tattooed, sharp-tongued, and unapologetically out. He was outed in high school, lost his scholarship, and transferred twice before landing here. Now he’s sharing Ethan’s bedroom for the season, and he’s carrying a blurry phone video from that night—one that shows Ethan’s team bag in the background.

Ares has spent a year searching for the boy who kissed him like he meant it. He’s not leaving until Ethan admits the truth.

Trapped between the life he built and the one he wants, Ethan is forced to choose. When Ares announces he’ll quit the team unless Ethan stops hiding, everything explodes in a raw, public confrontation in front of the entire arena. Ethan’s secret spills out—not on his terms, but on the ice where it matters most.

Rae Meadowlark has spent her whole life in a little cabin in the woods, raised by the grandmother who filled her head with old folklore and impossible warnings. "Never step into a fairy ring. Never trust a silent path. Never give your blood to old places." Rae never thought any of it was real. Then her grandmother dies, leaving Rae alone with the cabin, the forest, and all the strange protective things tucked into the corners of her home. As she clears them away and tries to find herself again, one careless step takes her straight through a fairy ring and into a world she was never meant to see.
A world where Cian of Hollow Hill has been waiting in chains.
A fallen fae prince, brutalised by years of captivity, Cian is the last surviving heir of a court long thought destroyed. His enemies want the hidden roads to his people, and they have spent years spilling his blood to force those ancient paths open. Instead, the road answers with Rae.
Now trapped in a realm of buried magic, cruel courts, and old laws written long before humans knew to fear the dark, Rae is forced into the orbit of a man as dangerous as he is broken.


'Little white flowers speckle the green inside the circle, and the grass there looks softer somehow, brighter. Nanna’s voice flitters through my memories again.
“Don’t enter the fairy ring.” I take a few slow steps forward, more amused than anything else.
“You dramatic old woman,” I murmur.'

Jevan Hollen was the most popular boy at his highschool. Blossom Wright was the new student who earned a scholarship to Jevan's school during their senior year. When she first laid eyes on him, she knew she immediately liked him although the fast friends she made warned her against it due to Jevan's ex-girlfriend, head-cheerleader and 'queen b' but Jevan and Blossom grew closer and eventually started dating which made his ex-girlfriend furious. She cooked up a lie and it led to Blossom and her mother getting deported.
It's years later when Blossom returned and she now has a son. And Jevan has a fiancee.

“You’re not having her,” I spoke, shielding her with my body.
“So be it.” And he fired.

Six years ago, a stupid lie shattered the bond between rich heiress Zenobia Hollen and her best friend, Kyle Livingston. Now, Kyle is back—broke, regretful, and desperate for a second chance. When Zenobia needs a new personal bodyguard, he seizes the opportunity, determined to prove he’s more than the boy who betrayed her.

But forgiveness isn’t Zenobia’s strength. Forced into proximity, their past is a minefield of resentment and unresolved passion. As Kyle risks his life to protect her from real threats, the line between duty and desire blurs. Can they navigate the dangers of the present and the ghosts of their past, or will the secrets and scars they carry destroy any chance of a future? In a world of luxury, lies, and lethal intentions, some second chances come with a bullet.

My fiancée Chloe dumped me, a veteran, for Seth's multi-million dollar fortune. As she left, she threw $100,000 at me with contempt in her eyes.
Little did I know that while I was using the money to stockpile weapons and food and upgrade the steel fortress, she and Seth were squandering it all in their luxurious villa.
Seven days later, the zombie outbreak occurred. I was enjoying steak and red wine in the fortress, while that despicable couple was slapping each other over a mouthful of dirty water in the ruins.
Thanks to my ex-girlfriend's generous sponsorship, I lived like a king in the apocalypse.

Rumor has it that Edward Hawthorne, the world's wealthiest man, is engaged to a woman from an equally illustrious family.
Yet those closest to him whisper about the first love he’s been chasing for more than ten years.
But as far as Alice Sterling is concerned, neither the fiancée nor this mysterious “first love” really matters. Her formidable boss, Edward, is already married—and completely devoted to his wife.
He gifts her jewels worth millions without blinking, personally selects her presents from exclusive designer boutiques, and carefully plans intimate candlelit dinners.
If that’s not love, what is?
Except…why do those multi-million-dollar necklaces keep finding their way to her? And why is the scarf he supposedly bought for his wife now wrapped around her neck?
As the soft candlelight plays across his sharp features, something clicks inside Alice.
It turns out the spoiled, pampered wife of the billionaire tycoon…has been her all along.

Born from a bloodline no one dared to name, feared as a curse… treated with shame. Samara was never the princess she was meant to be— she was just a slave… invisible… unwanted and unfree. Until one desperate night… She chose to run away. But fate doesn’t forget… and it doesn’t forgive. Because when she met Lucian, the man who was meant to love her, her fated mate… he turned out to be the one who wants her dead.

Rejected by her mate Lucian the Alpha who should have claimed her.

But…

Desired by another, Lucian’s enemy… the one who could change her.

Samara stands between two powerful Alphas…

One filled with regret.

The other… with dangerous desire.

But here’s the truth no one is ready for—

The “cursed” girl they all despised…

Might be the most powerful of them all.

And when her secret is finally revealed…

Will her mate beg for forgiveness?

Or will it already be too late?

She is the only daughter of a notorious mafia boss, but she is forced by her father to marry a hateful bastard in a contract marriage. To avenge her father, she has a one-night stand with a charming man, but unexpectedly falls into the trap of another terrible man, who is her father's enemy and another mafia boss. His mission is to make her father disappear.
She regards him as her only salvation, but he regards her as a pawn for revenge. When two enemies dance on the sharp knife, what will be the final outcome?

I am the adopted daughter of the Blackwell family.
The day they found their biological daughter and kicked me out, my birth parents found me, and I became the heiress of a top-tier billionaire family.
But none of them know that I am the sole apprentice of a legendary miracle doctor.
I am the founder of a famous aromatherapy brand.
My hacking skills might not be the world's best, but cracking a system is something I can do in minutes.
When my adoptive parents mocked me for being down and out, I just smiled.
Later, when they went bankrupt and begged for my help, I just smiled.
I also slept with Vincent, the head of the powerful and aloof Thorne family, treating him like a male model.
He initially suspected I was a spy sent by his rivals and pursued me aggressively.
Later, he hooked his arm around my waist and whispered seductively, "Claire, be my girl, won't you?"

But Owen. You can’t just quit your job, sell your house, and run away with a band. People just don’t do that.

When her childhood sweetheart Owen breaks off their engagement, quits his job, and sells his house to pursue a career as the lead guitarist of a band, Emily’s world comes crashing down around her.

Owen was, after all, her best friend and always had been. They had grown up next-door neighbors, gone to the same school, the same university. They had even bought houses next to each other.

They had been each other’s first for everything. Absolutely everything. There had never been anyone else, not even for a moment.

Just as Emily begins to find her feet again and form her own plans, Owen’s backup singer calls in sick, and Emily steps in to save the day.

Soon she finds herself swept up in a crazy ride to the top of the music industry which might just save her relationship with Owen or end it completely.

Warning Matured Content [Rated +18]

Randall lifted the veil I was wearing and gently pressed his soft lips against mine. I closed my eyes.

“I am so pleased to present the newlyweds, Randall Adams and Winter Harris Adams!”

I yearn after I open my eyes. It is just a dream. But that didn't happen because rising my eyes, only the click, the light of the camera, and the applause of the people popped into my depressed eyes.

Randall, the handsome billionaire, stands beside me, claiming that we have been a pair of lovers for so long.

But I don't recognize him.

Because I lost my memory.

"You do realize we're getting married this Friday, right?"
"It's just a contract. No feelings. No strings."
"Then why do you keep looking at me like that?"
Sienna Madsen had always played by the rules. Until life left her no choice.
With her beloved mother gone, hospital bills piling up, and rent soaring beyond reach, Sienna is desperate. Her best friend has a wild solution: marry a brooding Canadian hockey player who needs a green card. One year of fake marriage, a free apartment, and no strings attached—what could go wrong?
Enter Matt Gruber. Grumpy. Gorgeous. Guarded. He's the last person Sienna expects to share a roof with, let alone a bathroom. But what begins as a paper arrangement quickly sparks forbidden chemistry neither can deny. He cooks. She tempts. And the boundaries between pretend and passion blur dangerously fast.
Sienna promised herself she wouldn't fall. But when the season ends and the divorce papers are signed, can she really walk away from the only man who's ever made her feel at home?

Have you ever seen a screaming toddler and thought, wow, they just can’t be the same good-natured kid who was eating cereal ten minutes ago?
Well… Sometimes you just might turn out to be right.
It turns out, the fae stole my little brother. In his place? A pixie with boundary issues and a talent for home repairs.
I’ve spent my life taking care of everyone else. So when my baby brother is taken, I don’t hesitate. I walk straight into a faerie mansion and make a bargain with its infuriatingly charming master.
Kie is everything you’d expect from a dangerous fae, beautiful, political, and entirely too amused by me. Power wrapped in a smirk. Sensual, mischievous, and far too aware of the effect he has on people. He agrees to help me find my brother.
For a price.
Now I’m bound by a faerie bargain and navigating a world of glamour, manipulation, and ancient rules I definitely should have learned sooner, enchanted forests, political games, magical contracts, and a fae lord who treats seduction like a perfectly reasonable negotiation tactic.
Iron is how I keep people out.
Glamour is how he draws them in.
And apparently, they just don’t mix.

In the cutthroat world of organized crime, where loyalty is a currency more precious than diamonds, Mafia Don Luciano Rossi reigns supreme. His life, a tapestry woven with threads of power, violence, and calculated risk, is about to be irrevocably altered. A woman, initially perceived as nothing more than a debt, a possession to be collected, is poised to ignite a fire within him he never knew existed.

Her presence is a disruption, a stunning anomaly in his carefully constructed world. She is not just beautiful; she is a force of nature, a whispered promise of something more profound than he has ever known. As their lives intertwine, Luciano is forced to confront the ghosts of his past, the ruthless choices that paved his path to power.

His journey toward self-discovery and the uncharted territory of love is fraught with peril, especially when betrayal lurks in the shadows, cloaked in the guise of loyalty. In this high-stakes game of survival, where alliances crumble and trust is a fragile illusion, Luciano must navigate a treacherous landscape of shifting loyalties and shocking revelations.

Just when he believes he has deciphered the true meaning of love and redemption, a twist of fate will challenge his very understanding of everything he holds dear.

At a lavish party, my uncle forced me to entertain a disgusting, powerful man.
"He has STDs," they whispered, "she's worse than a prostitute."
But I wasn't their puppet. With one sentence, I turned the tables and secured a $50 million deal. Just as I thought I'd won, he cornered me, his eyes filled with rage.
"You'll pay for this, whore!" he snarled.
As his bodyguards dragged me away, a chilling voice cut through the air. "Let her go."
It was Verio Soren, the most feared Mafia Don in New York. He pulled me into his arms, his scent of cedar and danger surrounding me. "She's with me now."

Sofia De Luca never knew that her simple life hid a big secret. She was a member of the De Luca Mafia family, which had disappeared after an internal split. Her life changes completely when she is kidnapped by Dario Moretti, a notorious young Mafia boss from the Moretti family, her family’s sworn enemy.

Initially, Dario only wants to use Sofia as a tool to bring down the De Luca family without knowing who she is. However, the situation becomes more complicated when Sofia’s origins are revealed. Sofia is confronted with a harsh reality: her family, whom she has always considered innocent, has had a hand in the great tragedy that destroyed Dario’s family in the past.

The tension peaks when the battle between the two Mafia families heats up again. In hatred, revenge, and betrayal, Dario and Sofia begin to feel something they never expected: love. However, their love may be the biggest sin they can commit, as every step closer means more blood is shed.

Sofia must now choose to side with the family she has never known or trust Dario, who is slowly showing a softer side behind his mask of cruelty. Can their love unite two divided worlds, or will they be destroyed by old grudges that never die?

He was supposed to be my stepfather. I was supposed to call him Daddy, instead of baby, my darling, or even my husband. But when my mother was murdered, he suddenly dragged me to the altar to take my mother's place to marry him. As if my mother's murder wasn't shocking enough, I was forced to say I do under his piercing gaze, and even a gun to my ribs. I was scared, and I couldn't refuse. I had to marry a stranger who was supposed to be my stepfather. And worse, I didn't know that my future stepfather, or now my future husband, was a Don.
"You'll be safe as long as you use my last name. I'll make sure they won't touch a single hair on your head."
"Really? What happened to my mother showed otherwise."
"Too bad, Katherine no longer has my last name. And you, you're Fiona Craig now."
Life was so strange. In an instant I lost my mother. In an instant I became the wife of the Don, Joshua Craig. And who knows what would happen next. It felt so wrong to us. It felt so wrong to me.

Ayanna was just a ballerina struggling to maintain her Principessa Danzante position at Prima Motion Dance Company.
On an unruly night, she's rescued by a brooding man whose eyes are filled with nightmares and dark fantasies.

Massimo had always thought that he would never see the ballerina that he always dreamt about.
Fate seems to be on his side when he saves his mysterious ballerina from a cruel man.
Now he has found his ballerina and he's not letting her go even though that decision might lead to a big war between two rival mafia families.

Will Ayanna and Massimo's love story survive the odds? Will she be his doom or salvation?

Find out by reading The Don's Ballerina.

Author's note: The Don's Ballerina is a BWWM dark mafia romance and like a retelling of The Beauty and Beast story.

‎"By next week, your heart should fetch me my money. But I'd like for you to do something for me first... sign the consent form, Madison Turner."
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‎It wasn't a question. It was an order.
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‎Not all devils had tails and horns.
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‎Alessandro Bianchi was the perfect example - a devil wrapped in the body of a Greek God. He is breathtakingly beautiful on the outside, but ruthless in his dealings.
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‎One debt. One reckless deal.
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‎Now, my soul was tied to a monster who refuses to let me go. A man who wants to own every inch of me, my blood and my body.
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‎I became his worst nightmare. The daughter of the man he swore to wipe out his entire lineage. I was the blood of his greatest enemy.
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‎What were the odds he’d spare her life when he found out her true identity? Or would he eventually realize that the only thing more dangerous than his hate... was the way he craved his enemy's daughter?
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‎Dive into a world of obsession, blood feuds, and forbidden desire. A journey of secrets, lies and deadly truths.
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Tina isn’t her real name, but it’s the one she wears when she steps into club TRUTH dressed in a stilettos and secrets, posing as a seductive stripper. Beneath the glitter and gloss lies a cold, trained assassin on a deadly mission: eliminate Nikolai Petrov, a corrupt billionaire with a history soaked in blood.
At least that’s what her handler told her.
But the man she targets isn’t some fragile tech mogul- he’s the king of a brutal empire. The head of the Russian crime family. Ruthless, powerful, and disturbingly perceptive. Her blade never makes it to his throat. He overpowers her, and when she wakes up chained in his underground compound, bruised and exposed, Tina realizes two things:
She’s in deep.
And he’s watching her with a hunger that goes far beyond revenge.

When Chrissy agrees to go camping with her new, hot boyfriend, she never imagined she'd be roughing it under the stars, or that she'd get lost.
When Luther, the werewolf, went for a run in a summer storm, he never expected to get pinned under a tree and rescued by a curvy, slightly crazy version of a brunette Barbie.

Now Chrissy thinks Luther is her new 'puppy',
Luther's new name is Fluffy,
And back in the city, the pack is about to have the laugh of their lives.

But try as he might, Luther can't seem to bring himself to leave her, and Chrissy could never known that there was an underground battle in Seattle for who would get to claim the city as their pack's territory.

Martin Williams and Estella Jules grew up together, but lived completely different lives. She was the nanny’s daughter, while Martin was the child her mother served. After her mother died, Estella was taken in by the Williams family and raised to become the nanny’s replacement. At home, she was Martin’s loyal servant, but at school, she was his number one target.

Nobody knew about their secret master–maid relationship, and Martin would curse Estella if anyone ever found out they lived in the same apartment. He grew to hate her presence, while Estella continued to smile at him through everything. Not out of loyalty or obligation, but because she was sincerely in love with him.

Estella knew she would do anything for Martin, yet he never cared enough to notice. She couldn’t stop herself, like a moon drawn endlessly to the sun. Until one night, at Martin’s birthday party, her eyes finally opened to who he truly was. That night, she swore she would stop loving him, stop begging for him, and stop crying over him.

What she didn’t know was that her decision would only make their relationship even more complicated—messy, intense, and filled with the reckless sweetness of their perfectly imperfect youth.

One hundred years married to Everett, and I've learned one thing: whenever he wants to push me into a corner, he throws the mate bond dissolution agreement in my face. Whenever my parents want me to cave, they hold the family name over my head.

They've always wanted the same thing — for me to hand over everything I have to my twin sister Rosalie, who's been sick her whole life.

I've fought it. I've grieved over it.

But when the doctor slid the diagnosis across the desk — Blood Depletion Syndrome, late stage, less than two weeks left — something in me just went quiet.

What's the point of fighting when you're already dead?

"I'm a stripper, so what?"
"You dare speak to me like that?" Ryan growled. "You ungrateful, good-for-nothing, wretched stripper."
"You have no right to judge me. You're only privileged by luck."
"Don't get too comfortable. You never know what's coming for you. Watch your back." Did I just stand up to the most ruthless and feared billionaire in town? Unfortunately, he's my husband. And I might be in deeper trouble than I thought.
Ryan, a spoiled and ruthless 30-year-old billionaire, can't access his father's empire unless he's married. Desperate, he contracts Iris -a bold 26-year-old stripper-to pose as his wife. Iris, with nothing to lose and everything to gain, agrees. But as her life finally seems to come together, shadows from the past threaten to tear it apart.
Ryan's hidden identity and a dark family secret push their lives into turmoil, with his manipulative mother determined to keep the truth buried. Will Iris be the key to unlocking Ryan's empire, or will their fake marriage lead to something far more real-like love?
And as tensions rise, will the empire fall into unexpected hands?

"Our worlds cannot be merged together; no matter how much we try, it will be useless. We just have to give up!" Elise's voice shook, though her alpha glare never wavered.
Rory stepped closer, his voice low and guttural. "You think I don't know that? I know it's impossible… I know you can't abandon your people, and I can't abandon mine."
His hand brushed her cheek, eyes blazing. "But that doesn't change the fact that I crave you. Every breath you take pulls me closer, no law or bloodline can stop it. Tell me you don't feel it too… and I'll walk away."


Every year, Elise, the fierce heir to the SilverClaw Pack, walks into the grand mate-gathering hall with hope burning in her chest—only to leave alone. Without a mate, she can never claim the Iron Throne. And this year is no different…
Until a violent storm changes everything.
Stranded on the wrong side of town, Elise crosses paths with Rory, a rough-edged, dangerously handsome rogue leader who's younger, untamed.
He's everything she shouldn't want. Rough where she's refined. A leader of outcasts, branded an enemy to her people. Forbidden.
But fate doesn't care about bloodlines or crowns. The Moon Goddess has other plans.
No law, no tradition, not even bloodlines can break the pull between them. But with packs divided and war brewing in the shadows, choosing Rory could cost Elise her throne… and spark a conflict that might destroy them both.
Torn between duty and an impossible love, Elise must decide: Will she walk away from her destiny… or risk everything for the mate the moon chose for her?

Layla's life has never really felt like her own. Torn away from by the man she truly loves, Layla must choice between duty, desire, and destiny to keep pack, and her son, safe from an evil she didn't expect—

Solomon whispered, “You are my mate, Layla Undertow. I swear this to you and to the Goddess, I will not reject you.” He looked deeply into her eyes, his long black eyelashes holding back tears.

Immediately Layla knew she had crossed a line. “I love you. I am your mate. You felt it the same way I did. There is no magic that could force it. I want you.”

But it didn’t matter anyway, for Anthony did not hear her. He instead clapped his hands and embraced Alistar. “This is good. You have my blessing.”

Alistar winked at her over her father’s shoulder. “She is the mate I have been waiting for my entire life. She is mine.”

Torn Between Two Alphas: The Luna’s Choice is created by Bethany Hardt, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

That scumbag who turned into a jerk as soon as he had some money had been sneaking around with my stepsister behind my back. On our wedding night, no less, he was still carrying on with her! To make matters worse, my shameless stepsister drugged me, causing me to lose my long-preserved virginity to some stranger, and I even ended up pregnant with his child! And now, that traitorous bastard wants to divorce me so he can be with my despicable stepsister! Over my dead body!
Four years later, I returned to the country with triplets born abroad, armed with unparalleled medical skills and a burning desire for revenge against those who betrayed me. My ex-husband, that scumbag, begging for a second chance? Get lost!
But what’s the deal with this billionaire I accidentally saved? Not only does he look just like my kids, but he’s also shamelessly insisting on being their father!
The billionaire: "They are my children. Who else do you want them to call dad?"

Three years ago, Marco Ferraro stepped over the corpses of the Vancetti family to claim his throne, delivering my sentence with cold indifference: "Don't take it personally, Noelle. It's just business."
Three years later, he is the untouchable new Godfather of New York, while I am nothing but a ghost in a threadbare coat.
His classless fiancée didn’t just buy my mother’s legacy—she took that rare pink diamond and dropped it, right in front of everyone, into a glass of whiskey thick with spit.
"Thirsty, fallen princess?"
She kicked the backs of my knees hard, forcing me onto the glass-strewn floor. Her sharp stiletto heel ground into my knuckles. "Drink it, or die."
Marco stood to the side, lighting a cigar, his eyes filled with nothing but boredom.
I tightened my grip on the shard of glass hidden in my palm, ready to drag us all down to hell.
But before I could strike, the deafening roar of rotor blades tore through the dome of the auction house. A pitch-black military helicopter hovered just outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the violent rotor wash instantly shattering every champagne tower in the room.
A voice that made the entire underworld tremble boomed through the speakers:
"Which one of you suicidal bastards touched my woman?"
A dozen crimson laser dots instantly painted a target on Marco’s forehead.
Rafael, "The Phantom," had arrived.
Tonight, no one makes it out of here alive—except me.

When my husband handed the project I bled for to his "depressed" childhood sweetheart, he told me to be mature. "You're my wife. You shouldn't care about the credit."

So, when I was in the hospital miscarrying our baby while he threw her a party, I didn't cry. When she posted selfies wearing my anniversary necklace, I didn't scream.

Julian thought he had finally broken me into the perfect, obedient housewife. He truly believed I was nothing without him.

What a pathetic joke.

He had no idea his entire "business empire" was secretly kept alive by my family's trust fund.

He certainly didn't know the "mundane paperwork" he blindly signed this morning was my resignation—and our divorce agreement.

For the tenth time, James Smith left me behind because of a call from his female student.
But it was as if I had become a different person—I no longer doubted that there was something ambiguous between James and his student.
Even on our wedding anniversary, when he abandoned me in the remote mountains for Sophia's sake, I bore no resentment.
Eventually, James began to sense something.
"Emily, you seem different," he said.
I shook my head with a smile.
Because I had simply made a different choice from the one in my past life.

To New York's most powerful family, Russell is just a useless son-in-law. A drifter. A nobody.

But before he walked into their mansion, he was the assassin who single-handedly destroyed the Caesar Cabal, a shadow empire that ruled Europe for two millennia. They took his family. He took their lives.

Now the last target is dead. But the Cabal's roots reach deeper—into America's elite.

So he enters their world with a new cover: a penniless drifter married to a runaway heiress, walking straight into the lion's den.

They think they're using him.

They're wrong. For him, the assassination starts now.

Arielle's life changed when her mother's debt forced her into a loveless marriage with billionaire Raymond Tristian. She planned to endure one year of marriage, and he would settle her mother's debts. But Arielle had a secret - a precious four-year-old daughter, Crystal born from a past love that went sour.

As the days turned into months, Arielle found herself drawn to Raymond's charismatic presence and unexpected kindness. Despite their initial understanding, she began to question her decision to divorce him after a year. Her past love was lurking in the corner.

Just as Arielle's feelings for Raymond deepened, Raymond first love came into the picture, pregnant for Raymond.
How would Arielle navigate the emotions entangling her relationship with Raymond and her past lover? Read to find out.

"You belong to me. I own you. No matter how far you run... I will find you. And the next time you try to escape, I will make sure you're in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. Do you understand?"
Rosa's body shook as his words sank in, each one a cold sharp blade, she nodded unable to form words.
Sold to Italy's most feared mafia don to repay her father's debt, Rosa became Silvio's possession the moment she entered his world.
But Rosa would rather die than remain his prisoner.
Eight months pregnant with his child, she risks everything to escape, only to be betrayed, shot, and presumed dead.
Years later, Rosa lives as Jia, hiding behind a new identity and raising twin children far from the mafia world.
Until Silvio sees her again.
The man she once feared never stopped searching.
Now he wants answers.
And when he discovers the children are his, running will no longer be an option.

Anastasia, a rising fashion designer, receives a life-changing offer: a ten-million-dollar contract to style Luciano Roberto, a CEO with a dangerous secret. From the subtle touch of their hands to the electrifying glances exchanged, their attraction is undeniable. Venture through life-threatening encounters to unravel mysteries, Anastasia's world is turned upside down.

With danger lurking at every corner, can she resist the magnetic pull of Luciano's gaze?

Three years ago, Sofia Cruz kissed Luca Moretti under the stars, not knowing he was the heir to the city’s deadliest mafia family.
The next morning, she vanished—leaving him with nothing but questions and a grudge that burned hotter than desire.
Now, desperate for money, Sofia takes a job as a live-in maid at the Moretti estate… only to discover the room she’s cleaning belongs to him.
Luca hasn’t forgiven her for running. But instead of kicking her out, he keeps her close—dangerously close—teasing, cornering, and making her remember exactly what she walked away from.
As the mafia war outside the mansion turns bloodier, Sofia is pulled deeper into Luca’s world… where every touch is a threat, every kiss a warning, and every whispered promise could be a lie.
And Luca? He doesn’t just want her back—he wants her to pay.

He leans in close, his breath was warm against my ear, sending a tingling sensation over my skin and leaving me breathless. His voice is husky and dangerous, sending a jolt down into my abdomen. "Did you enjoy what you saw, Mia?" he asks, his words laced with mischievous intent.
A whimper escaped me, and I quickly bit my lip to stop it, but his touch was hypnotic, and I was melting into his body that was pressed up against mine, making me feel trapped and helpless.
How could I be repelled by Dominic's darkness, yet drawn to it, like a moth to a flame. This man had an overwhelming presence, his dominance and control sparking a twisted curiosity within me that I didn’t know how to handle or approach.


Mia finds herself entangled in a web of power and deceit. After discovering her ex-boyfriend's infidelity, she meets Dominic, a ruthless alpha and her ex's dad, who awakens a forbidden attraction within her. As Mia's true identity is revealed, she's torn between the allure of Dominic's dark charm and an arranged marriage. Mia must make impossible choices to protect herself and those she loves. Will she surrender to the forces that seek to control her, or will she forge her own path in this dangerous game of love and loyalty?

"She's not the bride. She's my chosen wife."

Zeno Alaister Leander Valentini

Lyla was only his substitute bride until she took his time, attention, and life.

Elena Castillo has spent her entire life playing by the rules—until the world turned against her.
A star lawyer with a fraudulent license she never forged. A fiancé who crawls at her sister's feet like a dog. A family that manipulated her with false gratitude and endless emotional guilt, trapping her in an inescapable cycle of obligation she never owed.
Elena walks into a "spa" on Berlin Street seeking relief for an old injury—and straight into the arms of Dante Solis, the most feared Don in a century.
He was supposed to give her a massage. Instead, he claims her body, her name, and eventually—her soul.
Dante Solis doesn't do mercy. He doesn't do apologies. And he certainly doesn't do brides. But when Elena points a gun at his chest and pulls the trigger, the Godfather of the Solis family discovers something he's never felt before: obsession.
"Marry me," he offers. "I'll let you climb over everything I have to get to the top. But only if you're my wife."
Elena refuses to trade marriage for power. She believes in justice. In the law. In herself.
But when the same family that destroyed her career tries to sell her into a loveless alliance with Dante's own nephew, Elena must choose: remain the good girl who always loses—or become the Don's queen and make them all burn.
This is a story of betrayal and vengeance.
Of a woman who learns that the only law that matters is the one written in blood.
And of a man who would burn the world down just to watch her wear his crown.
🔞 Dark mafia romance. Age gap. Enemies-to-lovers. Forced proximity. He falls first, he falls harder. She has no idea who he is—until it's too late to run.

A year ago, Sophia was recalled from overseas medical school. Her father announced she must marry Ethan Sullivan, head of the Sullivan crime family, to save their bankruptcy.

Ethan Sullivan—uncrowned king of New York's underworld, cold-blooded killer. Complete opposite of her life-saving profession.

She fought desperately—humiliated him at their engagement, sabotaged business meetings, even escaped at midnight. Ethan never got angry, just quietly cleaned up, growing more gentle and devoted.

Until rival families shot at them. He shielded her with his body, blood soaking his white shirt, still comforting her: "It's okay. I'm here."

Sophia fell completely.

"I'll marry you," she told him in his hospital bed, "but tell me—do you really love me?"

Ethan nodded without hesitation: "I love you. You're the first and only one."

After marriage, Sophia enjoyed sweet life as a mafia wife. Until she learned Ethan's "sister" Isabella had leukemia. When her bone marrow matched, she donated without hesitation, thinking this proved their love.

Until tonight's party. A drunk lieutenant asked: "Boss, what's your biggest regret in life?"

Ethan was silent for a long moment: "Giving up the woman I loved."

I’m Scarlett, the last true revival tattoo artist, capable of defying death with my cursed ink—for a brutal price. I lost everything saving my fiancé Hunter in my past life, only to be betrayed and killed by him .

Reborn when Hunter dies again, I refuse to sacrifice myself for my murderers. In an unthinkable twist, the powerless fraud Wendy resurrects Hunter, winning universal praise while I’m branded cold. Only I know the truth: he is not alive. He is a decaying, cursed corpse. I gamble everything for revenge and resurrect the only man who once saved me.

But tampering with death twice stirs a fatal, unspoken curse.

I bit my lip, trying to think of an answer. “It’s not that—”
A gasp left my lips as he grabbed the back of my neck tightly. His lips were dangerously close to my ears now. When I dared to look at him, my heart stopped for a second.
“You’re a fake, aren’t you?”
...
Vivian never imagined she would marry Dominic DeLaurentis, the ruthless mafia Don feared across Rome and beyond.
The bride was supposed to be her sister, Veronica, but she ran away, and to save the family, Vivian had to step forward.
All she had to do was play the part of the perfect bride. She becomes both prisoner and plaything, bound by the marriage contract and by his control.
However... beneath her fear lies a dangerous longing, a hunger she cannot deny. She discovers his great obsession.
Will Dominic also ever realize her true identity?
The wrong bride and the wrong beginning, but perhaps it could become the right love in the end.

Madison Trent has a hidden secret, but not for long once a charming, antagonistic dominant named Zack Downs enters the picture. Madison, a single independent woman who refuses to be owned, finds herself in Zack’s arms when the mafia’s seedy underbelly sets their sites on her. Will Maddie accept his help or will she let her fear consume her?