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As the most cold-blooded and ruthless Mafia don, Twain Hall had doted on me like the apple of his eye for ten years.
But on the very day we were discussing our wedding, the ring his subordinate delivered had another woman's name engraved on it—not mine.
I pretended not to notice and turned to Twain.
"Did they bring the wrong ring? Who's Dorothy? I've never heard of her."
Twain's expression didn't change. He pulled me into his arms with that familiar, indulgent look.
"My people weren't careful. Made a fool of themselves."
"I'll have them exchange it right away. Can't keep my queen waiting."
I smiled. But the moment I turned away, my face went cold. I dialed a number.
"Didn't you say you'd pay any price to marry me? Twain Hall betrayed me. I want his head!"

What do you do when your sister's ex-boyfriend whom she dumped turns out to be a Spanish Prince and chooses to marry you to get revenge on her?


"This isn't fair," Leah screamed again. "Why on earth would Prince Estefan choose Rhea over me?"
Leah's eyes landed on me and her face turned red in anger. "You!" She pointed her finger at me. "You did this, didn't you? You must have said something to Estefan that's why he chose you. No wonder you were so negative about us getting married. I should have noticed it that time."
My eyes widened at her accusations. "Leah, What are you talking about? I don't know anything about this. Trust me, I don't want to get married to Estefan. All this came to me as a surprise."

"Stop pretending." She yelled at me and I jumped back in fear. "You have always wanted to be with Estefan that's why you got close to his sister. You and his sister must have done something to make him choose."

"What are you talking about? I did no such thing, I would never do something like that to you." I cried.

"Enough." She raised her hand to stop me. "I should have realized sooner that you are a green snake under the green grass, waiting for the right time to strike."

I used to be the girl who had everything—money, status, and the power to break hearts without a second thought.
Aeros was just my driver. A poor, handsome nobody I toyed with for a bet. I humiliated him, used him, and threw him away like yesterday’s trash.

Now my father is dead, the mansion is gone, and I’m drowning in debt.
And the man who owns everything I lost?
Aeros.

He’s no longer the quiet driver I once kissed on a dare. Now he’s cold, wealthy, and every inch in control. He looks at me like I’m nothing—because to him, I am.
He agrees to let me stay, but only on his terms: six years as his maid, no pay, no freedom. And one more condition that makes my blood run hot and cold at the same time.

“Make me happy tonight,” he whispers.
I have no choice. I said I’d do anything to keep my parents’ memory alive.
But I never expected that the man I once broke would become the one who breaks me… in every way possible.

Every seven years, under the luminous full moon in Taurus, the mermaids of Atlantic City shed their tails and walk among humans for a fleeting month. During this mystical time, Mia, a reserved young woman living in a vibrant city filled with immigrants, encounters Charlie—a charming, playful cat who quickly becomes her best friend. Unbeknownst to Mia, her bond with Charlie is deeper than mere companionship: he is her soulmate, a remnant of her mermaid past reborn as a feline.

As the full moon wanes, Mia awakens in her new human life—a beautiful British woman with no memory of her underwater origins. She must navigate her new world, balancing her job, her ballet studies, and her growing connection to Charlie. However, her happiness is threatened when she learns that she must return to the underwater realm when the mermaid cycle begins again.

Meanwhile, Charlie remains her loyal guardian—always safe, healthy, and content. His unwavering love makes Mia feel secure and emboldens her to confront her emerging powers. As her feelings for Charlie deepen, Mia begins to sense she is destined for greater things. She prepares herself to face the challenges ahead, including confronting dark forces that threaten both the human and underwater worlds.

An evil entity—an evil specter—seeks to fight against God's love embedded in human hearts specially into her classmates when they start to being on possesion of the evil. This malevolent force aims to corrupt and destroy the purity of love and faith. Armed with her mermaid superpowers and the love of Charlie, Mia must stand against this darkness. Their bond becomes her strongest support in the battle to protect both worlds.

🔞 95% of the book has explicit contents, discretion advised.
I loved Liam Stonovich for three years. He was my first, my last, my everything.
When I heard he was going to propose, my heart soared. I went to his place, brimming with hope—only to have it all ripped apart.

Liam was in the shower. With his ex.
And the ring I thought was meant for me?
It was on her finger.

I wasn’t his forever. I was his rebound.

Shattered, I headed to the most elite sex club in L.A., just to have fun and forget about my heartbreak.

That’s where I met him—Shark, a.k.a. Michael Stone. A man whose presence alone screamed danger and sèx on legs.

I gave him a lap dance, thinking it would be nothing more than a one-night fling. But I became his obsession, and he, my wet dreams.

Then I learned the truth. Shark is Liam’s father.
I thought it was all going to end there, but the enemies attacked, and secrets unfurled, revealing who I truly am.
Now caught in the web of the most dangerous men in the underworld, who’s going to save me?

At Chloe's 20th birthday party, she intends to express her feelings and propose to her first love, Raimundo. However, due to an accident, she falls into the water, losing all memories, and undergoes a significant change in her personality. Upon waking up, she discovers that Raimundo has a childhood sweetheart and decides to move on. Believing that a woman of her angelic beauty, alluring physique, and born into a family of jewelers should not be confined to just one man, she resolves to date and sleep with all the attractive men she desires.
Monford, the wise and gentle stepbrother: My beloved sister, with me by your side, you can do anything you desire, and no one would dare to hinder you.
Sly and refined Raimundo: Want more? Beg for it.
Aiden, stern and severe but tender only to you: Darling, come find me tonight, and I'll make sure you have the most unforgettable evening.
Loyal and stoic bodyguard Docker: Miss Chloe, would you kindly remove your hand from my buttocks?
Sweet and charming Karswell: Sister, I want to be completely yours. Will you accept me?

Knox’s hand closes around the collar of my cut, tugging me back just enough that I feel the heat of him at my spine.

“You keep looking at trouble like that,” he murmurs against my ear, voice rough and low, “and one day it’s going to look back.”

I tilt my chin, meeting his gaze over my shoulder.

“Good,” I whisper. “I’m counting on it.”

His mouth curves slowly, dark and dangerous.

“Careful, Shade,” he says. “The Reapers don’t play nice.”

“Neither do I.”

I grew up around the Reaper’s MC.
The roar of bikes, the smell of gasoline and leather, the kind of loyalty that runs deeper than blood. It was never supposed to be my world though. That belonged to my brother.
Ghosteye.
He wore the patch. He lived by the Crown. He believed in the club with everything he had.
And then one day… he was just gone.
Everyone says it was handled.
Everyone says the club took care of it.
But something about it never felt right.
So I did the one thing no one expected—I stepped into the Reapers myself.
Prospecting. Proving I belong in a world where men like Knox, Lucian, and my own father rule with iron fists and blood-stained loyalty.
Digging graves. Running jobs. Surviving men who think I shouldn’t even be here.
The deeper I go, the more I realize this club is built on secrets… and Ghosteye was buried with one of the biggest.
But if the Reapers taught me anything growing up, it’s this:
You don’t wear the Crown unless you’re willing to bleed for it.
And I’m ready to burn this entire kingdom to the ground if that’s what it takes to learn the truth.

I hated Kane Ravenwood before I ever spoke to him.

The ruthless captain of the Ravens Hockey Team ruined my brother’s career and turned our family into campus gossip. Everyone worships him like a king, but I know the monster beneath the crown.

Arrogant. Violent. Untouchable.

So when he suddenly asks me to fake date him to save his reputation after a scandal, I should’ve said no.

Instead, I made a deal with the devil.

Now he’s everywhere.
Touching me. Watching me. Controlling who talks to me.
Calling me like he already owns me.

The worst part?

The fake relationship doesn’t feel fake anymore.

Because behind his cruel smirk and bloodstained knuckles is a broken boy hiding dangerous secrets… secrets that somehow pull me closer instead of pushing me away.

But Kane has enemies.
And when his obsession with me turns violent, I realize something terrifying:

I’m no longer pretending to be the hockey captain’s girlfriend.

I’ve become his weakness.

And he’ll destroy anyone who tries to take me away.

A shadow moved in the doorway, and my heart sank. I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

"Why?" Ace’s voice was low, gravelly, but it sliced through the quiet like a blade.

I exhaled slowly, not wanting to wake Liam. My hands rested on my knees as I stood, deliberately taking my time before facing him. "Why what?" I asked softly, though I already knew the answer.

His form filled the doorway, his presence almost suffocating. His jaw was tight, his shoulders tense. "Why didn’t you tell me about him?" His voice trembled, barely controlled.

My stomach twisted, and I met his piercing gaze. "I tried, Ace. After that night, I called. I searched. I asked everyone who might have known where you went. But you left the city, disappeared like a ghost. What was I supposed to do?"

"You tried?" he hissed, stepping closer, his fists clenching at his sides.

♤

Ace Callahan

The descendant of Xalaria and the rightful heir to the throne, moves like a ghost through the shadows of Earth. Abandoning his war-torn planet to evade his tyrannical father—a ruler thirsty for his blood—Ace hides from the hunters dispatched to track him down. Though adept at blending into the human world, his solitude shatters when someone travels through the threads of time, arriving with a singular purpose: to find him.

Zephyr Vance

A hardened single mother with nothing to lose, is abducted by an unknown faction. They force her into an impossible mission—to locate and capture the one man she swore to hate forever: Ace Callahan. Her assignment is a mystery, but her disdain for Ace burns as fiercely as her will to protect her child.

When their paths finally cross, it’s not the reunion either expected. Mistrust clouds Ace’s judgment, and in a flash of instinct and fury, he knocks Zephyr unconscious, binding her as his captive. Awakening in chains, Zephyr finds herself thrust into Ace’s world—not as his equal, but as his reluctant slave.

I was at my favorite artist's concert, phone up, recording the Kiss Cam segment. My boyfriend Mason said he was three hours away having dinner at his parents' house and couldn't make it, even sent me a selfie as proof.

Then the Kiss Cam found him.

On the giant screen, Mason wore the exact same gray vintage rock tee and black ripped jeans from his "family dinner photo," his arm around a blonde girl with her head on his shoulder.

The arena erupted: "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

He looked like he'd seen a ghost, frantically trying to block the camera.

My phone's location alert read: "Mason is nearby (0.1 miles)."

Three years of us, exposed as a massive lie in front of thousands of cheering strangers.

"You are not only the father of my future husband, but also the father of my best friend."
He regarded me with eyes shaped like crescent moons and spoke his letters in a voice that was alluring.

"Let's keep this to ourselves and nobody will find out about us."


He is a forbidden man whose temptation makes it possible for two sinners to have sexual relations regardless of the cost.

His breath trails behind my lips and teases the delicate threads of my femininity, making me want to grab hold of his collar and ensnare him in an everlasting kiss. To the extent that my mind can go, everything that is not allowed to be eaten was delicious.

Hera is eighteen and has never been in a relationship her entire life. Although pretty, she is only known by her oversized hoodies and glasses.

Baek is a hot, sexy, god of death. Heartless, cold and immortal. All he has ever done is take lives and send the souls where they belong. When it is time for Baek to take the lives of nine students of Trevor's High, he has to spend three days as a student of the school and watch his preys. He bumps into Hera and after staring at her olive grey eyes and fixing her broken glasses, Baek feels strangely pulled to the weird funny girl. He realizes she is going to be one of the student whose lives he has to take in three days time, he feels hurt. An emotion he has not felt for hundreds of years. When it is the third day and Baek has to take the lives of the students during a bus crash on their way to a field trip, he discovers he cannot take Hera's life and so, he sends her into limbo. A life that is neither alive, nor dead.

Will Baek break his own heart in his quest of fulfilling his duties as a grim reaper or would he chose love and risk his very existence?

Everyone at Ravencrest High knows one rule: stay away from Ryder Aldrich Steinmann. He’s the school’s most feared bad boy—cold, reckless, and completely untouchable. So when a vicious rumor threatens to destroy Raisa Tyla Petrova’s reputation, the quiet honor student does the unthinkable—she asks him to be her fake boyfriend.

What starts as a simple deal quickly turns into the biggest scandal on campus. Stolen glances become lingering touches, and fake kisses begin to feel dangerously real. But Raisa doesn’t know the truth—Ryder never agreed to help her out of kindness. He agreed because he’s been secretly in love with her for years… and now that she’s finally his, even if it’s just pretend, he has no intention of letting her go.

When the truth finally comes out, everything they’ve built begins to crack. 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗮 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀, 𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝘂𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿?

Detective Iris Hale has spent twelve years building an impeccable reputation—logical, relentless, untouchable. In a city where most cases involve infidelity and insurance fraud, she's the department's rising star, poised for promotion to Homicide Chief. Then the "Reaper Murders" shatter her carefully constructed world.
Seventeen bodies in three months. Each victim carved with an elegant "R" mark post-mortem, their faces frozen in expressions of euphoric terror. No DNA. No witnesses. No pattern—except the killer's obsession with perfection. The city spirals into paranoia, and the department hands Iris an ultimatum: catch the Reaper or watch her career burn.
But when Iris discovers a mark identical to the victims' carved into her own childhood diary—dated fifteen years ago—the investigation becomes horrifyingly personal. Someone has been watching her since she was seventeen. Someone who knows the darkest secret she's buried: the night she accidentally killed her abusive stepfather and made it look like suicide.
Enter Dr. Ronan Ashford, the enigmatic forensic psychologist assigned to her task force. Brilliant, unsettling, and possessing an uncanny ability to predict the killer's next move, Ronan becomes Iris's only anchor in the chaos. He sees past her professional armor to the guilt she's weaponized into ambition. Their intellectual chemistry ignites into something dangerous, something neither can afford—especially when Iris begins noticing that Ronan's theoretical profiles feel less like deduction and more like confession.
As bodies pile up and the Reaper's messages grow intimate—notes addressing her by childhood nickname, crime scenes staged at locations from her past—Iris faces an impossible truth: the killer isn't just obsessed with her. He's been crafting her into his masterpiece for over a decade. Every case she's solved, every criminal she's caught, every moral compromise she's made—all calculated steps in his grand design.

By night, I’m an undefeated underground street racer flirting with death; by day, I’m a lowly law intern who just realized the stranger I slept with owns the entire firm.

I’ve lived two lives for years. During the day, I’m Adeline, a top-of-her-class law student trying to outrun her family’s criminal reputation. But at night, I am Ghost. The maniac who takes corners at impossible speeds on a modified bike.

It was at the underground track that I met Rider. He had a custom Ducati, an unplaceable accent, and striking storm-gray eyes. He beat me by a fraction of a second, and I bought him a drink. That drink turned into the most intense, earth-shattering night in a cheap motel. We promised no names. No real life. Just one night.

Two months later, I walked into Royal & Associates, the most cutthroat corporate law firm in the city, ready for my first day as an intern. I was wearing a cheap pencil skirt, blending in with fifty other nervous graduates.

The HR lady was giving us a tour of the 45th-floor executive suites when the heavy double doors opened.

My blood ran cold.

Stepping out of the CEO’s office, surrounded by terrified junior partners, was Rider. He was wearing a bespoke black suit, his hair perfectly styled, radiating terrifying authority. Percy Akilov. The billionaire owner of the firm.

As he spoke to a partner, his storm-gray eyes swept over the crowd of interns. And then he saw me.

I watched the shock hit him, followed instantly by a dark, possessive fury that made my knees weak. The entire hallway went dead silent as the most powerful man in the building stopped in his tracks, ignoring everyone else, and stalked directly toward me.

"Miss Volkov," he commanded, his voice a low, dangerous purr that sent shivers down my spine. "My office. Now."

I thought drowning while trying to save a little girl was the end of my story. Turns out, it was just the beginning of my empire in the Land of the Dead.
Now, I'm the infamous owner of the afterlife's most intimate boutique. My clients? A community of skeletons so conservative, they excuse themselves before holding hands and have been sleeping in separate beds for thirty years of marriage.
To make sure my boyfriend Carlos doesn't forget me, I convinced him to become my interdimensional supplier. But my thriving business comes at a deadly cost: every product he sends drains his life force. And just as I make this horrifying discovery, I learn the little girl I died saving is in deadly danger once again, as her stepmother plots against her again.
With the love of my life fading away and an innocent child's life on the line, what price am I willing to pay for a second chance at life?

"Be my submissive Andrea and I will pay off your debts"
She was about to be dragged away by a ruthless mafia gang—sold into a life of submission to repay a debt she never owed. Then he stepped in.
One week to pay off the debt of her dead father or become a s*x slave for a powerful mafia gang?
Andrea, a struggling college dropout, never imagined her late father had signed her off as collateral to the mafia. Desperate, she turned to her billionaire boyfriend for help—only to be coldly dumped. Heartbroken and hopeless, one reckless night at a club led to a fiery one-night stand with a masked, older stranger who stirred something in her she couldn't forget.
Days later, the mafia came to collect. And just as she thought it was over, the masked man reappeared.
His offer? Submit to him for one year. No face. No names. No strings attached.
She agreed.
What she didn't know? He was her ex-boyfriend's father. And he had been obsessed with her from the moment he first saw her.
Now trapped in a world of secrets, control, and forbidden desire, Andrea must decide: will she fight for her freedom, or surrender to the man who owns her body—and just might steal her heart?

Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother.

"What is wrong with me?

Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?

It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.

He’s my boyfirend’s brother.

This is Tyler’s family.

I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.

**

As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.

Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.

When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.

I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.

**

I hate girls like her.

Entitled.

Delicate.

And still—

Still.

The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.

Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.

I shouldn’t care.

I don’t care.

It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.

It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.

I’m not here to rescue anyone.

Especially not her.

Especially not someone like her.

She’s not my problem.

And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.

But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.

My boyfriend forgot our anniversary to help another girl. Again.
I’ve spent three years bleeding over my violin for one audition. He knows that. He didn't show up.

But his brother did.

The one with the cold eyes and sharper tongue. The one who told me I was pathetic—then drove across town in a storm to make sure I wasn't alone. He doesn't say pretty things. He just grabs my wrist, shoves me into his car, and stays.

Now my boyfriend wants to make up. But every time he touches me, I flinch.

Because last night, I woke up from a nightmare screaming someone else's name.
And that someone is sleeping down the hall.
In my boyfriend's house.
Wearing nothing but guilt and a secret I can never tell.

Her:
My boyfriend forgot our anniversary.
Another girl sat on his lap.
I told myself he loved me.

Then his brother came home.
A soldier. Cold. Dangerous.
He saved me from a storm. From men who wanted to hurt me. From the dark.

Now I'm lying in a hospital bed, broken.
My boyfriend is nowhere.
But his brother is holding my hand, begging me to wake up.

Him:
She's my brother's girlfriend.
I tried to stay away.
But she's the girl I've loved since we were kids—even though she doesn't remember me.

I watched her almost die.
I don't care anymore.
Let my brother hate me.
She's mine.

Up until this point, I've never felt really attracted to the father of an ex. My life is at risk.
My ex's hot dad appears. Ex-military.
Commanding. Sure, daddy.
I wouldn't mind spending time with Jesse in close quarters. Dark, tall, and quite well-built.
He asserts himself in a way that makes me feel warm all over. He is, however, totally off-limits, right?
Do I run the risk of tearing my family and friends apart?
Or will it all be irrelevant if I find myself in a pitch-black room with a pistol pointed at my head?

Mandy's emotions ignite when she meets Jason, her brother-in-law. Amid a whirlwind of feelings, she finds herself trapped in an emotional dilemma, forced to choose between love and the burning desire that consumes her.

For the top university in the North American wolf packs, transfer students aren't exactly breaking news. But this one sets the entire forum on fire.

It starts with a photo. A girl standing next to a tall, imposing man. Both faces are deliberately blurred, but that build, that presence... every wolf in North America recognizes it. The Alpha King. The caption reads: "Dad why'd you send me this 😭 I'm not ready to go public yet."

Minutes later, the post vanishes. But screenshots flood the forum.

"Moon Goddess above! Is that really the Alpha King?"

"The girl in the photo... could she be the royal princess no one's ever seen?"

The comments explode. Compliments flood in. Even my aloof boyfriend joins in.

Something feels off. I type out a comment: "The Alpha King keeps a low profile. His daughter should do the same. Posting photos like this... doesn't seem right."

Less than a minute later, the replies come.

"Who do you think you are to question her?"

"Can't stand seeing someone else do well, huh?"

My boyfriend chimes in too: "Quit it. You're embarrassing yourself."

I pick up my phone and dial a number. "Dad, since when do you have another daughter?"

Ten years ago, James lost everything—his parents murdered, his life shattered. Left for dead, he clawed his way back to become the Reaper, the undisputed King of the Underworld.

Now he returns to settle the score. But the moment he arrives, a billion-dollar bounty goes live. Every mercenary, assassin on earth wants his head.

Yet James doesn't run. He waits. Because the bounty isn't just a price—it's a clue. Someone wants him dead before he uncovers the truth about who really killed his parents. And the deeper he digs, the more the walls close in.

After being imprisoned in the dark tunnel for 500 years. Rose Blair, a grim reaper was sent out on a mission to find the Soul fragment of the lord god, which was scattered in different worlds.

But the problem is why does the invincible lord god keep chasing her around, professing his love in every world.

First World- You belong to me and no one else

Second World- You dare to run away from me!

Third world- I will tie you to my side and make sure you never leave

But then will every world go without obstacles from those trying their best to stop god from awakening?

Andrea -

Deciding that I was going to skip a day at work so I could have first time sex with my boyfriend seemed like the most absurd decision I could ever make. Or at least that was what I'd thought. Until I'd walked in on my said boyfriend cheating on me with some redhead and decided to get my revenge by losing my virginity to his wealthy billionaire father instead. Crazy, right? Trust me, I know. Like that's not enough, things take a drastic turn for the worst after I realized I was in love with him and pregnant with his child.

Alejandro -

I should have known better than to get involved with someone way younger than me. It was something I've never done before. But like the saying goes, there's a first time for everything. The first time I met Andrea I was captivated by her beauty. More than that there was this innocence in her that called out to me like a moth to a flame. I ignored all the warnings in my head and went after what I wanted. And what I wanted was her. Unfortunately what she wanted was revenge against my son. I told myself that it had to be some kind of mistake. There was no way she had been playing with my feelings and planning some silly revenge this whole time. But she had. But I couldn't deny that she'd fooled me real good alright. So naturally I cut ties with her. And that's supposed to be the end, right?

Wrong.

Turns out that our story was never destined to end just there. . .

Eight times. That's how many boyfriends my best friend Sera has "tested" for me. Eight times she's proven they weren't good enough by stealing them away with her perfect smile and fake concern.
"I'm just looking out for you, Lia," she always says. "If he really loved you, he wouldn't be tempted by me."
But this time is different. This time, it's Ryan—my boss, my almost-something, the first man who's ever made me believe I might be worth loving. When Sera comes back to town asking about my love life, I panic and lie. There's no one, I tell her. Nothing happening at all.
Big mistake.
Now she's got her sights set on him, and I'm watching her work her magic all over again. The late-night texts, the red lace lingerie, the hotel room invitation. I should just accept it like I always do. Let her prove once again that I'm not worth fighting for.
But I'm done being the girl who hands over everything she wants. This time, I'm fighting back.

“I do not want to stay here! Tell that to your lord!” She yelled at him. “He will take me back to Dragonsbane right now or I will bring this whole castle down!” -
Once every six hundred years, a ruling descendant of Axeris must offer up a pure breed daughter of Khione to the ancient spirits to keep the seal over the undead army of Osyron from breaking open and unleashing the wrath of the blood thirsty god upon the people of Astaroth and the other six kingdoms.
Lord Ryder’s rule falls under this year and he has his eyes set on Lyra, a pure breed descendant and princess of Dragonsbane, but there are complications when he tries to get her, she cannot remember him and he cannot offer her up if she is not in love with him.
Time is running out, the seal is very unstable and everything seems to be working against him as he is soon caught up in a whirlwind of impossibilities and forced to make a difficult choice.
There are secrets and twists as this is a tale woven into a maze of labyrinths, with each turn unlocking a new and unpredictable play out, until he is left standing against all he had ever believed in.

“Kiss arse! Your contract doesn’t say you can toss me around!” Her voice sounded deceivingly confident. She was trembling inside, every fibre of her wanting to shrink away from the man who towered over her, watching her with his disarming gaze. Marc Aryan had unnerved her the first time she’d met him and he still unnerved her now.

“Kiss arse? My contract says you should obey my every command within the terms of said contract.”

Amelia Parker thought she had it all figured out - a successful career as a pediatrician and a fulfilling life. That is until she meets her new patient, James, who changes everything. When James wakes up from a coma with no memory and calls her 'Mummy', Amelia's life takes an unexpected turn. She never expected to end up married to James' billionaire father, Marc Aryan, let alone fall in love with him.

As their relationship becomes more permanent, Amelia discovers that there is more to Marc than meets the eye. His cold exterior hides a caring and warm-hearted person that she falls in love with. But, when Amelia is given evidence about her mother's death from the rival family, everything is thrown into chaos.

Can Amelia and Marc overcome the challenges that stand in the way of their love? Will Amelia be able to clear her mother's name? Find out in this captivating romantic novel about love, secrets, and the lengths we go to protect the ones we love.

A mafia boss. A broken musician. One dangerous obsession.

Nico's life revolves around music-until Giovanni, the ruthless mafia boss, takes over Marco's bar. Cold, dangerous, and impossible to ignore, Giovanni forces him to work for him and he becomes a force Nico can't escape.

The tension between them is electric. Every touch, every glance, pulls Nico in deeper. Nico's straight, but Giovanni's power and raw magnetism make him question everything.
Caught between lust and control, Nico must decide: give in to the heat, or fight for the life he thought he wanted. { Steamy for 18+}

A human. My mate? No. That wasn't right. Humans were weak. They were servants at best—slaves at worst. They didn't belong with us. They weren't made for love.
I turned suddenly and slammed my fist into the stone wall beside me. The sharp crack of bone against stone echoed through the room.
The boy had been dragged away, out of my sight, and I still felt the burn of his presence in my chest. My claws had already pushed out, sharp and uncontrollable. My eyes burned, the edges of my vision tinted red. The beast within me was on the edge of taking over.
"He's nothing!" I roared to no one in particular. "He can't be my mate!"

DARK ROMANCE “Don’t please,” she sobbed, shaking badly. The fear of her situation was slowly sinking in. “Please let me go, I want to go home.” She cried. He smirked and cupped her face. She immediately stiffened upon his touch and stared into his Smokey grey eyes. “You are home, tara, this is your home now, by my side.” He spoke firmly. Before she could retaliate, he had caught her wrists in a vice-like grip with one hand and locked them down while with the other hand, he firmly griped the back of her neck, his fingers digging into her scalp, making her whimper. “Refuse me again tara, go on, I fucking dare you.” He hissed, his eyes blazing with rage, the grey had darkened. But she wasn’t one to give up so easily. “Let me go . . ,” she tried to shout but was immediately silenced by his lips crashing against hers into a fiery harsh kiss.

Meet Anissa, a young doctor, possessing a strong, kind and confident character. She's a known beauty and has a very high moral sense and regard. For her, family is everything and she would do anything to protect her family. So, what happens when a certain grey eyed crime boss claims her as his?

Shehryaar, the cold and ruthless mafia leader of the country's most dangerous Mafia; He's a powerful man who gets anything he wants. He's cold, brutal and absolutely inhuman, a borderline psychopath. For him, morals and ethics hold no meaning, Family is nothing. He rules with tyranny and loves every bit of it. What will happen when the country's most powerful and dangerous man becomes indebted to a certain doctor? It starts with a twisted malice, obsession, murder, lust, politics, darkness, sacrifice and love.

I glared when his hand reached again to my neck. Our faces only an inch apart. His big hand was almost wrapping it whole. His thumb massaging my throat like a feather. "And when I thrust inside of you, I want to hear you scream my name. Every name of mine."
"Dante. Adriano. Sol. Di. Angelo." His thumb stroking the center of my neck while uttering every name he owned. His eyes hooded in heat, lust clouding the windows of his soul. "And when you cum, it'll be Dante you moan."

Hailynn Fleury is a talented painter. Growing up as an orphan, she and her best friend Ethan, always wanted to get back to the people that helped and cared for them. When one of her friends convinced her to auction her paintings at one of her charity events, it didn't take much persuasion knowing the money would go to the orphanage.
On the night of the auction, her future took another turn when she saw a handsome man holding a gun. Later finding out that he was a mafia boss with an intention of keeping her from thereon. Witnessing him pulling a trigger to someone would have been the mafia boss' wisest decision to never let her go. Except that he couldn't touch the girl knowing the promise he had with his cousin. Dreams of bedding the girl is no longer an option. But how will he treat his ragazza, really?

Find out how both of their lives took a turn- with the aspiring artist and the Italian mafia boss.

He is the deadliest man in the city. Calculating. Powerful. Unscrupulous. And Ágata needs to get his attention.
Because Hernán De Almería could have information about how his father died. And also how his mother disappeared.
There is only one problem... and it is the force of attraction between the two. He can't resist. The moment he wants her, she can't refuse.
No person so far has given Hernán De Almería a "no" answer. Until now, that a little girl does it.
A highly dangerous situation, being surrounded by the most dangerous men in a room.
He can be her lover, her punisher, her man.
But…. Can she give him her heart?

Beneath the cover of a decent society lurks a hidden world, a world of darkness ruled by blood, betrayal and greed. But in this dark Mafia world, years of war and turmoil have left many crime families in ruin and on the brink of extinction, and among them is the once mighty Lorenzo family.
Born into this world of blood and power is the beautiful Isabella Lorenzo… born and raised from childhood to obey and serve, in a world where women were nothing but currency for power and alliance. When her aging father, Don Antonio Lorenzo begins to lose his grip on the remains of his once powerful empire, Isabella is forced to become a pawn in a last ditch alliance: a contract marriage to Luca Moretti, the deadly and emotionless heir of the rival Moretti syndicate.
To the outside world, their union is a merging of wealth and influence, but beneath it lies a fragile bundle of chaos waiting to erupt. Luca is every bit a mafia prince… ruthless and power hungry, while his wife Isabella is a beauty who buries her pain under loyalty to her father.
However, there is an undeniable attraction between Luca and Isabella, but years of bad blood between both families make trust an impossible dream… they may share a bed, but not a soul.
Unknown to Isabella, the Morettis have no intention of keeping their part of the bargain… Their marriage is only a cover for annihilation.

Carlie Eloise Heston is the epitome of perfection. The daughter of the most illustrious noble family, owning one of the biggest fashion labels on earth, brushes up on all the achievements she wants. In essence, she's a diamond without rust. Perfect. 
 
Carlie dreams of receiving a prestigious trophy that would make her the best designer in the world. But her dream 
were dashed when the trophy was stolen by Tiffany Emerald, the woman Carlie believed had cheated. And since that day, Carlie has dedicated herself to uncovering Tiffany Emerald's schemes and turning her back on the world. 
 
But at that time, she did not know that behind Tiffany Emerald stood a shield.  Named Jonathan Austin. The so-called King of Darkness. The Mafia. The most dangerous man in the dark world. And with reckless abandon, Carlie lunges at the man to get her justice back. But her plan doesn't go as she'd hoped. Meeting Jonathan Austin was a disaster. A string of miseries followed after that. Carlie falls into a vicious pit that drowns her in a darkness she's never tasted. She had never tasted. But at the same time, she also fell into an overwhelming attraction. 
 
To that man who hides a million pain behind his cruel eyes and a million moans of help, which no one ever realized.

Kidnapping was supposed to be my job, not the start of my undoing.
I’m Enzo, a hitman for the Bellini Family, a reputation built on brutality and loyalty.
But when we took Aura, all bets were off. She’s the defiant daughter of an Irish mafia boss, a tempest trapped in my world of violence.
She’s hot as hell.
Her family’s murder should’ve been just another bloodstain on my hands, but her fire burned through my icy resolve.
Now I'm caught between the mob’s demands and my need to protect her. Love and danger entwine, forcing me to choose.
Will I betray everything I’ve known for a chance at something real, or will the mafia's shadows consume us both?


My name is Aura, and my life shattered in an instant.
One minute, I'm a college student visiting my family; the next, I’m the lone survivor of a bloodbath.
Kidnapped by Enzo, a hitman cloaked in danger and unexpected tenderness, I was supposed to be another pawn in a mafia war. But his blue eyes held secrets and, somehow, a promise of protection.
One look from him and my panties are literally wet.
I should hate him for everything he's done and represents, yet I find myself drawn to him, trapped in a tangled web of survival and forbidden desire. Enzo's love offers a tantalizing escape, but it also means defying a ruthless criminal empire.
Can we break free from the mafia’s grip, or will the dark fate extinguish our love’s flames we’re running from?

NOTICE: This book is currently under revision and restructuring.

Book 1- Ten years ago Charlotte fell in love.
Seven years ago she made a terrible mistake that would rip them apart forever.
Now, she's just trying to rebuild her life.
Moving into the safe neighbourhood was meant to be the start of something great, and it was right up until she realised The Lost Reapers MC were her next door neighbours.
Bikers were bad news… everyone knew that.
Everyone it seemed but Charlotte herself, who finds herself undeniably drawn to not one but two bikers.
But who will she choose and more importantly will she even get the chance to?
Because the past is about to catch up with her and her two hot bikers might not be able to save her in time.
**contains the following themes
MMF
Why Choose
Explicit Sex
Violence and SA (not between main characters)
Forbidden romance

Book 2- Daisy in Chains
*** contains the following themes
Explicit sex
Grumpy/sunshine
Age Gap
Violence, ☠️, and talk of SA (not between main characters.

Book 3- Runaway Muse
*** contains the following themes
Explicit sex
Opposites attract
Secret identity
Grief and Violence (both on and off the page)

Cover Design- RJ Creatives
(No ai was used in any part of the production of this

Grace thought New York would be her fresh start until she loses the competition she was hoping for, and ends up in a one-night stand with a mysterious stranger who touched her like he already knew her. Like he had no intention of forgetting her.

By morning, he’s vanished without a word, leaving her with no clue of who he is and a pregnancy she had to deal with.

Years later, Grace has moved on. She’s in love again, and her boyfriend Nicholas Santos is about to propose and give her the future she’s always wanted. But when he takes her home to meet his family, her world crashes.

Because standing across the room is Nick’s older brother, the same man she swore she’d never see again. The man whose hands she still remembers, whose absence nearly broke her…The man who has no idea he’s the father of her child.

Now, caught between the man who healed her heart and the one who awakened it, Grace is pulled into a storm of buried desires, dangerous secrets, and a chemistry that refuses to stay in the past.

Because some nights aren’t meant to be forgotten… And some flames were never meant to burn out.

In my past life, the night before the National Cheerleading Championship finals, my "best friend" Lily, the scholarship student I'd been sponsoring, handed me a brownie she claimed she'd "baked herself."

She knew I had a deadly peanut allergy. Yet she'd loaded it with concentrated peanut butter.

When I collapsed on the locker room floor, hives erupting across my skin, my throat swelling shut until I couldn't make a sound, Lily just covered her mouth and nestled into my boyfriend Liam's arms, whimpering: "I'm so sorry, Chloe. I'm such an idiot. I mixed up the peanut butter with chocolate... you won't blame me, right?"

Of course I blamed you.

The quarterback I'd loved for three years didn't call 911. Instead, he frowned down at me convulsing on the ground.

"Chloe, stop faking, okay?" Liam's voice dripped with annoyance. "Lily already apologized. Why do you have to put on this dramatic show to scare her? You're always so controlling."

Controlling?

My airway was closing. My lungs were on fire. I was dying, and I couldn't force out a single word to tell him.

They didn’t call an ambulance until I stopped moving, but by the time it got there, it was too late. I was already dead.

When the police questioned him, Liam gave false testimony to protect Lily. He claimed I was afraid of losing the competition, so I tried to use an allergic reaction to avoid competing, but accidentally ingested too much of the allergen and died.

The man who said he loved me let me die with the reputation of a coward.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on that day.

"It's not compensating. It's lagging," I said, my grease-stained hands resting on my hips as I corrected the most arrogant, untouchable F1 racer on my very first day.
Silence fell over the elite mechanical training facility. Every perfectly polished student turned to stare at me—the charity case from the slums. But Carlos Santiago didn't just stare. His sharp, assessing gaze landed on me like a physical weight. "And who are you to correct me?" he demanded, stepping closer until the scent of expensive cologne and burning rubber surrounded me.

I didn't back down. I knew engines better than I knew people. "I wasn't correcting you. I was fixing the problem," I shot back. He was perfect—ash brown hair, thick lashes, and a jawline that belonged on a billboard. But he was also completely wrong about the calibration. I reached past him, my knuckles brushing his pristine racing suit, and adjusted the valve. The engine instantly purred to life. Flawless.

His eyes darkened. He hated losing control. He stepped into my space, trapping me against the workstation. "You've got good instincts," he murmured, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "But instincts don't win races." Before I could push him away, someone bumped into him from behind. He stumbled forward, and suddenly, his lips crashed hard against mine. My mind went completely blank. It was an accident. It had to be. But when he pulled back, his eyes weren't steady, and his breathing was ragged. "Stay out of my way," he warned.

But the way he looked at my lips? It didn't feel like a warning at all. It felt like a promise.

“I should have refused.” I shook my head, my eyes sweeping towards the silver eyed devil standing before me, with no ounce of guilt or remorse in his eyes. “I should have never married you.”
“That hurts my feeling.” That was a cruel joke, because we both know that he doesn’t even have feelings to begin with. “But there isn’t any man who could love you like I do; not even Thorne.”
I paused when his long, cold index finger trailed my face stopping at my lips, and his eyes met mine again.
They were dark… with lust.
“Fuck you.” I muttered with hate and anger dripping in my voice.
“I believe even right now, all you want is me.” He mused and he wasn’t wrong, because he never said I couldn’t leave. Yet, I found myself staying, and hoping he would change. “And all that completes me is you.”
I shut my eyes as he slammed his lips against mine.


Eden Montclair is your everyday surgeon who tries to get by every surgery without complications, she has created high hopes for herself that she would inherit her grandmother’s hospital.
She soon finds out that the hospital was dying and they might need to merger it with the biggest healthcare foundation in the country, only on the condition that her little sister, Evangeline marries the heir to the foundation.
Eden’s life soon falls into chaos when Evangeline ran away to avoid that fate, and now Eden is in the front line to marry the Heir of the Adler Foundation.
Theron Adler.
A cold-blooded and precise surgeon, who doesn’t have many interests in life, and a diagnosed psychopath.
That’s not all, he is also the elder brother of her ex-boyfriend and they both had history together.

His father died broke and broken. Zed Chen knows who's responsible.
One race. One torn mask. Now the Iron Wolves know his face — and their VP is the one holding his debt.
Dax Steele doesn't look like the enemy. That's what makes her dangerous.
She wants him to race for her club. He wants answers about his father. Neither of them planned on needing the other to survive.
But the deeper Zed rides into her world, the more the story he grew up believing starts to crack. His father wasn't just a victim. Dax isn't just a villain. And the people they're both after won't stop until one of them is in the ground.
Fifty thousand dollars brought them together. The truth might be the only thing that keeps them alive.

“Are you not… mad at me?” I asked breathlessly. “That I’m a girl?”

He gripped both sides of my arms. His eyes scanned my face as he cupped both sides of my face tightly between his hands. “I don’t care… I don’t care that you lied… I love you either way,” he panted and pressed his lips against mine.

My hockey stick landed against the ice with a loud clank as I began to kiss him back.

He didn’t hate me anymore.

William didn’t hate me anymore!!


Daphne Sinclair is an obsessed fan of a hockey player, William Hollander. When William suddenly announces that he would quit hockey after high school, Daphne gets a crazy idea.

She would attend William’s high school, dressed like a boy, and try to get into the school’s hockey team. This way she would be close to William and try to get him to keep playing.

Will Daphne’s plan work?

Will she get into the team, or will the school figure out that she is a woman and send her away before she even gets a chance to carry out her plan?

Caught in a Love Triangle with My Mafia Neighbors

He goes for the shorts and removes them in record speed and now I am lying there naked I hesitate for a second, something tells me to spot this.

When he has removed all my clothes he takes his time watching my naked body and his face is filled with either lust or rage I don’t know but I see hunger.

At the same time, one of his hands fondles and pinches my nipple while the ass goes straight for my ass I am on fire and there is a place between my legs that desires friction right now as I rub myself against him.

Bella grows up with Don's family and his two children, Cyrus and Cullen. She is the princess of the Mafia community and just like a sister of the two brothers.

Bella has a childhood crush on Cyrus but he never responds to her love. Cullen is Bella’s best friend but in fact, he has a secret crush on Bella.

Everything changed since a one-night stand.
Bella got drunk and slept with Cyrus.
But Cullen deceived Bella that he was the one who slept with her.
Bella later marries Cyrus with the little ‘dark secret’ in her heart.

When everything was revealed, how did the three’s relationship go?
Read the dark romance story to find out.

WARNING!( MATURE )
"Are you touching yourself?" he voices in a husky murmur startling the hell out of me.
I quickly sit up and look at his amused face, "N...no" I stutter in embarrassment.
"Let me see" Carl crouches in front of me and grabs my hand to inspect my wet fingers.
*
Kayla is Santino's American mafia princess. In the world of guns, an enemy is bound to knock on your door anytime.
What happens when her father's enemy knocks on their door?
And what happens when Kayla learns that she's betrothed to a ruthless Italian mafia boss, Carl Moreno? Also known as the s*x-god.
And to add on that, a man of many enemies.
Join me to find out

(Book II of the Mafia's Girl Series. )

(AN: Please read The Mafia's Good Girl before this book!)

“Before we get on with our business, there’s a bit of a paperwork you’d need to sign,” Damon said suddenly. He took out a piece of paper and pushed it towards Violet.

“What’s this?” she asked.

“A written agreement for the price of our sale,” Damon replied. He said it so calmly and so nonchalantly, like he wasn’t buying a girl’s virginity for one million dollars.

Violet swallowed hard and her eyes began to glaze over the words on that paper. The agreement was pretty self-explanatory. It basically stated that she’d agree to this sale of her virginity for the aforementioned price and that their signatures would seal the deal. Damon already signed his part and hers was left blank.

Violet looked up to see Damon handing her a pen. She came into this room with the thought of backing out, but after reading the document, Violet had another change of heart. It was one million dollars. This was more money than she could ever see in her lifetime. One night compared to that would be minuscule. One could even argue that it was a bargain. So before she could change her mind again, Violet took the pen from Damon’s hand and signed her name on the dotted line. Right as the clock struck midnight that day, Violet Rose Carvey had just signed a deal with Damon Van Zandt, the devil in the flesh.

Warning: Mature content ahead. Enter at your own risk. *

Warning!!!! 18+

HOW do you feel when you are asked to kill the only man you have come to this wicked world to love?????

Notoriously known all over the mafia world as Queen Mafia, for she was mafia herself.

Orphaned, abandoned, broken, used, picked up from the streets by Lord Lucario, boss of The Mambas Organisation, who took care of her and nurtured her.

She doesn't know what love is, she doesn't know how love feels for she never experienced one when she was little.

She became untamable; impossible to tame, impossible to love and be loved.

But then, all changed when she crossed paths with the multi billionaire, the domineering CEO of Petersons Kiddies World.

As fate had it, she found herself falling head over heels for him.

But what happens when she is given a mission to pull the trigger and eliminate..... none other but the only man she had come to love?

Is either she does this and gains her freedom or she dies.

Would she be able??? Read on for this intriguing story of Queen Mafia.

Michel Miller - the eldest brother of the notorious mafia family. He was shot by a secret organization and was seriously injured. Carlos kidnapped a nurse Fanny to treat Michel's wounds because they could not appear in public. Despite panicking, Fanny couldn't help but save her when she saw someone dying. This is against her professional conscience. Fanny is forced to take care of the injured Michel mafia to recover.
In the dangerous environment, she was in, she couldn't help but start to feel warm to the cold and indifferent man. How will their love story unfold when Fanny knows everything about Michel's underground organization, how will he deal with other gangs?