7083 Book(s) Related to His Promise: The Mafia's Babies

I should know better than to hook up with the handsome stranger at my best friend’s wedding.   Especially when he runs off mid-kiss like Cinderella at midnight.    Is he a fugitive from justice? A player? Both?   I find out soon enough when he shows up at work—where I was just hired as a law partner defending white collar criminals. Yup, he’s one of them. And he’s depending on me to keep him out of jail.   He’s also just as hot, charming, and tempting as he was the night of the wedding. Talk about forbidden love.   The last thing I should do is get involved with a client, especially one who may be guilty of all kinds of things.    Not the least of which is stealing my heart.

She could do just anything for her family. He could do everything for power and money. When he asked her to marry him, she was happy. But little did she know, she was entering hell. She had a crush on him. But not now, not anymore, not when she knows his deepest secrets. But she can't run now, he had already noticed her and now, he wants her. And damn, he gets what he wants.? Can they ever love each other? Or will it always be what it was-- hate? Love blossoms in the most unexpected circumstances. And damn, they are right, opposite attracts. Follow me on the game fate decided to play with these two.

On my wedding day, instead of the romantic photo montage, I played a live video feed from the bridal suite.

The guests gasped. The screen didn't show our childhood photos. It showed my fiancé, Benjamin, pressing a woman in a white dress against the vanity.
It was my bridesmaid. My cousin. Mia.

"Benjamin, tell me," Mia giggled, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Do I look better in this white dress, or does your boring, frigid fiancée look better in her gown?"

The audio boomed through the silent ballroom.
Benjamin's voice was thick with lust. "She's a mannequin. You're my addiction. Why don't we do it right here? While she waits for me at the altar?"

My mother-in-law screamed. My father threw a glass.
But I stood there, calm. Cold.
I watched as Benjamin on the screen frantically unzipped Mia's dress, his hands roaming over her body, completely forgetting the woman waiting for him outside.

Benjamin rushed into the ballroom, realizing the silence was too heavy. He looked up at the giant screen, his face draining of color.
"Amelia! No! Turn it off! It's not what it looks like!"

I picked up the microphone.
"You're right, Benjamin. It's not what it looks like. It's exactly what it is."
I threw a folder of evidence—bank transfers, hotel receipts, printed texts—into his face.
"Mia graduated this year. You've been funding her for four. We've been together for five."

I tore off my veil and dropped it on the floor.
"The wedding is off. You two deserve each other."

Leon Sterling — the cold, calculating heir to a powerful corporate empire — doesn’t believe in love, nor does he care for marriage. In a world where everything can be measured, traded, or bought, he chooses a different path: fatherhood through science, with no strings attached.

Anna Monroe — a gentle, ordinary woman — unexpectedly becomes the surrogate chosen for Leon’s child. But beneath the layers of a sterile contract, what begins as a purely transactional relationship slowly unravels into something far more fragile… and dangerously real.

An old accident.
A handkerchief once dropped.
A forgotten memory that refuses to stay buried.

As fate tightens its grip, they find themselves caught in a game of heart and consequence — where emotions grow in the most unexpected places, and nothing goes according to plan.

When the contract ends and the lines blur, will Leon still choose solitude… or will he fight to keep Anna — not as a surrogate, but as the one woman he can’t let go?

Sera dedicated her everything to caring for Callum Weston- her husband- only to hear him say that marrying her was doing charity for the needy as he held the hand of another woman.

Given another chance to wake up 10 years into the past, Sera chooses to focus on choosing herself, but the past continues to haunt her.
The last thing Sera heard before she died was her husband on the phone telling someone to come and clear her body from his property.

This time, she is not here to love him.

She is here to ruin him.

The one variable in her plan is the cold-eyed man who keeps finding her in all of the wrong places.
And why does he take pleasure in her slapping Callum?

Lyra never wanted a mate.
Not when she had nothing left.
Not when the only man she was given to… was the Alpha everyone feared.
Cold. Dangerous. Silent.
He didn’t want her either.
He only kept her because she was “useful.
”
She thought he would throw her out.
But instead, he locked her away.
Hid her from his world. From his people. From his own family.
And when they came to hurt her…
He stood and watched.
He didn’t speak for her.
He didn’t defend her.
But he didn’t let her go, either.
Now, Lyra is trapped in a place where no one wants her, and the only one who touches her
heart is the man who makes it bleed.
But maybe… just maybe…
The Alpha she feared is the only one who truly sees her.
And that is the scariest part of all.

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."

At 18, Iris Hawthorne’s world shattered the moment a man in military boots kicked down her door. Donovan Sharpe, the ruthless and legendary arms dealer, dragged her into his dark, dangerous realm as if she were a helpless kitten.Wild, feral, and dangerously possessive, he growled his claim:“Iris, you will only ever smell like me. So much as one person lays a finger on you, and they won’t live to see the sunrise.” He burned every bridge behind her, yet lavished her with all his gentleness: “Iris, even if the sky falls, I will put your happiness first.” Then came the day she ran. To save her, Donovan charged alone into a hail of bullets. Amid the rubble, bloody and broken, Iris nuzzled his blood-stained chest and whispered softly: “Donovan… come any later, and I’m done with you.”

Iris, still a college student, became a stripper to help her boyfriend, only to find out he had sold her to the mob.
Worse yet, Iris was kidnapped by the most ruthless mafia king, for reasons unknown.
She pleads for her life, only to be shocked when she discovers that her captor is her brother's best friend, and also her childhood crush...
He: My little one, I will never take my eyes off you.

I found my angel. Then I broke her wings.

Alexis should’ve never set foot in my world.
Men like me stain girls like her. We take their innocence and tear it to shreds.
She thinks she’s tough. She thinks she can handle me.
But she doesn’t know just how deep my darkness goes.

It was for the best that I claimed her for a night and left her behind.
Anything more than that would have been cruel.

I thought I’d seen the last of Alexis Wright.
So imagine my surprise two years later when the door to my office opens…
And she walks in.
The girl I ravaged. The girl I devoured.

Now that’s she’s in front of me again, I have just two questions for her:
First—what is she doing here?
And second…
What does she mean, “our baby”?

What’s more embarrassing than a butt dial?
Butt dialing your boss…
And leaving a dirty voicemail when you’re uhh… “thinking” about them.

Working as Ruslan Oryolov’s personal assistant is the job from hell.
After a long day spent tending to the billionaire’s every whim, I need some stress relief.
So when I get home that night, that’s exactly what I do.

Problem is, my thoughts are still stuck on the bosshole who’s ruining my life.
That’s fine—because of all Ruslan’s many sins, being gorgeous might be the most dangerous.
Tonight, fantasies of him are just what I need to push me over the edge.

But when I look down at my phone squished next to me,
There it is.
A voicemail for 7 minutes and 32 seconds…
Sent to Ruslan Oryolov.

I panic and throw my phone across the room.
But there is no undoing the damage done by my very vocal O.

So what can I do?
My plan was to just avoid him and act like it never happened.
Besides, no one that busy checks their voicemails, right?

But when he schedules a one-on-one meeting with me for exactly 7 minutes and 32 seconds,
One thing is for certain:
He.
Heard.
Everything.

By day, Nora Ellis is the efficient, sharp-tongued secretary to the elusive billionaire, David Reid. By night, she becomes Mistress Scarlet – the masked dominatrix who commands The Red Room.

Her two lives never touch.
Until the night her boss walks into her world as a new client.

David's no stranger to control: by day, he's the ruthless CEO with a hidden mafia empire; by night, he's her most demanding client, unaware the masked submissive he craves is the woman who knows his every secret. What starts as forbidden pleasure turns into a dangerous obsession, one that blurs the lines between power, pain, and love.

As enemies close in and Nora’s past resurfaces, she must decide which part of herself to save… the woman he commands, or the woman who could destroy him.

Trigger Warning: This story contains explicit BDSM scenes (including dominance/submission dynamics, impact play, restraint, and sensory deprivation), graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, kidnapping attempts, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, alcohol use, and themes of secrecy, betrayal, and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised – safe, sane, and consensual practices are emphasized, but content may be intense for some.

It's the first look on my wedding day.
I turn... but my husband isn't there.
Instead, I see the stranger who ruined my life.

Here's the story:
Six years ago, I was on the worst first date in history.
A blind date with some jerk who wouldn't take no for an answer.
The handsome stranger swooped in.
Saved me.
And sat down to finish the date.

I thought it was crazy.
But we had insane chemistry.
We got to talking, one thing led to another, we ended up in the restaurant bathroom, and...
You know.

I got pregnant.
He disappeared.
Life: ruined.

I tried to move on.
For six years, I thought I succeeded.
But now, out of nowhere, he's back--on my wedding day, of all days.
Saying things that don't make any sense.

"Your fiancé isn't who you thought he was...

I'm not letting you marry him..."

And, worst of all...

"You're marrying me instead."

One wardrobe malfunction.
Two people who don’t belong together.
Three awful words: “Be my wife.”

Everyone else is at this party to marry the host.
I’m only here until I can get a ride home.
When my dress rips in the world’s worst-timed wardrobe malfunction,
I go find somewhere quiet to fix it.

So I’m standing there in nothing but my heels when,
As my luck would have it, the door opens…

And the man of the hour walks in.

I wish I could say I played it cool.
But it’s been a looong time since anyone has seen me in my birthday suit…
Much less the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on.

All I want to do is fix my dress, click my heels three times, and be back on my couch in fuzzy slippers.
But Ivan has other ideas.

He’s decided who he’s taking to the altar…
And I don’t have a choice but to say “I do.”

What's worse than being dragged to a wedding?
Finding out the groom is your ex.
And he’s still not over you.

Yulian Lozhkin was crafted by the Good Lord Himself.
Stormy-gray eyes. GQ stubble. Cheesegrater abs.

Too bad he's one of the most dangerous, powerful men in the city.

He needs a fake fiancé to seal the deal that will crown him king.
And I need his help to get my son the special care he needs.

So I make a deal to be his date for the night.
But imagine my surprise when we arrive at the ceremony and I see who's getting married...

MY EX.

And as the wedding unfolds, I realize just how not over me he is.
I broke up with him for good reason.
Namely, he’s a terrible person.
Him awkwardly hitting on me in front of his wife-to-be explains it all.

But Yulian needs to close this deal and stay.
And I can suck it up for one night for my son’s well-being.

Which brings me to maybe the worst moment of my entire life…
When the pastor asks, “Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
And my ex says, “No…
I want HER instead.”

What would you do if you walked in on your husband cheating?
I'll tell you what I did:
Ran out the door with nothing but the clothes on my back.

A month later, I'm broke, jobless, almost homeless.
But then, while filling in as a waitress at a fancy restaurant, I trip and land in the lap of a gorgeous stranger.

One thing leads to another and we end up hooking up.
Afterwards, he leaves.
That's the end of that... right?

WRONG.

Because the next day, my temp agency sets me up for a job that seems too good to be true.
But when I arrive for the interview, my jaw drops.

It's the stranger.
Turns out he's rich. Like, very rich.
And powerful. Like, very powerful.
And here's his offer:

"Live in my house.
Be my wife.
Have my baby."

Needless to say, I start to freak out.
I stand up and stammer, "Um, I'll have to get back to you..."
And he replies:
"You're misunderstanding.
It wasn't a question.
You're not going anywhere."

He’s my ex’s brother.
A terrifying mob boss with a past too dark to share.
And when he finds out I’m pregnant, he becomes something else, too:
The husband I never asked for.

Kolya Uvarov crashed into my life at a funeral and saved me from a mega-creep.
Classic meet-cute, right?
Not exactly—because it was his brother we were burying.
A.k.a., my ex-boyfriend.
A.k.a., the man who hit me, stormed out the door, then died in a car crash before I could ever tell him about our baby.

But Kolya knows the secrets I’m hiding.
Kolya has a plan for how to handle them.
And Kolya just leaned down, smelling like vanilla and sin, and whispered seven little words in my ear.
From now on, you belong to me.

I just crashed my car in the middle of nowhere.
Luckily for me, someone showed up to save me.
Unluckily for me, that person is a runaway criminal.

Daniil Vlasov.
He’s six and a half feet of blue-eyed broodiness.
He won’t tell me a single thing about who he is or what he’s doing out here.
But it doesn’t take a genius to realize this man screams danger.

I do the only thing I can do: play along.
That’s how I end up as his fake fiancé.
That’s how I end up camping in the woods on a fake honeymoon.
That’s how I end up in his arms—experiencing something that is extremely NOT fake, if you know what I mean.

And then, in the morning…
He’s gone.

Or so I thought.
But ten years later, there he is again: my husband for a night.
And—although he doesn’t know it yet…
The father of our baby.

He is my daddy's friend and I am so damn crazy about him.

“Do you want your daddy's friend to touch your little pussy?” He asked, yanking my head back and I nodded.

“Words,” he commanded, the power radiating from his voice sent shivers down my cunt.

“Please, I need you to fill my pussy with your dick.” I begged breathily.

“Good girl. Now spread your legs for me.” I obeyed, spreading my legs and showing him my glistening wet pussy.


After spending one sensational night with a stranger she met at a bdsm club, Abigail Laurent never thought their part will cross again. Few months later, she met him again at her daddy's dinner party. She accidentally found out she had fucked her father's mafia friend.

He is the mafia Don. She wants him and he wants her as well. But will their flame of love burn the boundaries of forbidden shackles?

Callista Gwenhwyfar Vradito, a beautiful but paralyzed high school girl. Weak, one word that can describe the girl. Her mind is only filled with agonizing trauma, happiness seems to be far away from her life.
Kidnapped, tortured, locked up in a golden cage, that's how Callista felt upon meeting a psycho mobster. A charming man with all the wealth and power in his grasp. But who would have thought he was playing with blood behind the stage?
"Take your filthy hands off!" growled Kenward with a razor-sharp gaze.
"You should have taken your hand off Illis' arm."
"This girl is mine. She is my lover," said Kenward who immediately repositioned Callista. He lifted the light body and carried her bridal style.
But how would the situation change if the weak girl with a thousand conflicts in her life decided to change? Rising from trauma and even managing to heal her paralysis? How does the weak girl catch the traitors who turned out to be the people around her? And how does she deal with the facts that she never even thought existed?

Vera Sinclair had everything, wealth and a future mapped out by her ambitious father. But on the night of her extravagant eighteenth birthday party, a heated argument with her father shattered everything.

Seeking an escape, she drowned her pain in reckless indulgence, only to wake up in the arms of Logan Grey, the dark, untouchable heir to one of the most feared Mafia empires. She had worshiped him from afar for years, but after taking her innocence, he left her with nothing but a cold shoulder.

Determined to forget him, Vera tried to move on. But fate had other plans. A missed period led to a devastating revelation, and a family who would rather erase the problem than endure a blood entanglement with the notorious Grey heathens.

But Vera wanted to keep her baby, so with no other options, she ran to Logan, the very man her family wanted her to stay away from. Logan, however, had his own secrets, the one rule his father insisted on: never sire a child out of wedlock.

This meant that Vera's pregnancy could cost him everything, his position, inheritance, and freedom. Logan had no intention of being forced to marry her.

But what he didn’t expect was another threat lurking in the shadows, his estranged brother. A man just as powerful and dangerous, eager to claim what Logan refused. Vera soon found herself not only a mother to a Mafia heir but also at the center of a battle between two men who had been feuding since birth.

"I'll make that arrogant mouth of yours suck my cock and teach you to politely say 'please' before begging me to fuck you."
**
I used to be the princess of a mafia boss. My father was killed in an attack, and my uncle seized power. My mother and I were left in a dire situation. Six months later, my mother remarried the most powerful mafia boss on the East Coast. I never imagined I would have a stepbrother. When my mother told me he was charming, smart, and strong, I scoffed, because I despised all men—they were childish, rude, and boring. But the moment I saw my stepbrother, I regretted my thoughts.

Who said women can never be Mafia bosses?

There's nothing more interesting than being a female Mafia, and a hot one.

Leah Kings, the lost daughter of a very powerful mafia family, Red phoenix, meets with her late father's underboss when she was put in prison by her ex-boyfriend's wife.

She is determined to get revenge on him and those who killed her parents. She never knew having a one night stand with her rival Mafia family would come with it.

My father’s death leaves behind more than grief.
It leaves behind a debt that destroys my life.
A mysterious letter drags me to Las Vegas, straight into the empire of Adriano De Costa — the Don of the Corrupted Royals crime Famiglia. Our first meeting is not mercy, but a sentence.
Death… or servitude.
I choose to live.
To repay my father’s debt, I become his maid, scrubbing bloodstained floors in a mansion ruled by fear. Adriano performs a blood-bound ritual to “welcome” me into his world, branding me as part of his family while I remain nothing more than a maid in his house.
Yet he is dangerously handsome.
And the way he looks at me makes my heart forget who he really is.
One night, everything changes.
I give him the one thing I can never take back — my innocence.
Days later, I learn the truth.
He is engaged.
My heart shatters into silence. I realize I was never meant to be more than a mistake.
Until another truth is revealed.
The blood ritual Adriano performed was not symbolic.
In his world, it was a real marriage.
Without vows.
Without love.
Without my consent.
From maid, I became his bride.
Now I am trapped in a marriage born of secrets and betrayal, bound to the man who broke my heart and owns my future. In Adriano’s world, love is dangerous, loyalty is law, and marriage is power.
And I must decide whether I will escape his darkness…
or become its queen.

My father’s death leaves behind more than grief.
It leaves behind a debt that destroys my life.
A mysterious letter drags me to Las Vegas, straight into the empire of Adriano De Costa — the Don of the Corrupted Royals crime Famiglia. Our first meeting is not mercy, but a sentence.
Death… or servitude.
I choose to live.
To repay my father’s debt, I become his maid, scrubbing bloodstained floors in a mansion ruled by fear. Adriano performs a blood-bound ritual to “welcome” me into his world, branding me as part of his family while I remain nothing more than a maid in his house.
Yet he is dangerously handsome.
And the way he looks at me makes my heart forget who he really is.
One night, everything changes.
I give him the one thing I can never take back — my innocence.
Days later, I learn the truth.
He is engaged.
My heart shatters into silence. I realize I was never meant to be more than a mistake.
Until another truth is revealed.
The blood ritual Adriano performed was not symbolic.
In his world, it was a real marriage.
Without vows.
Without love.
Without my consent.
From maid, I became his bride.
Now I am trapped in a marriage born of secrets and betrayal, bound to the man who broke my heart and owns my future. In Adriano’s world, love is dangerous, loyalty is law, and marriage is power.
And I must decide whether I will escape his darkness…
or become its queen.

As the Mafia Princess of her familia, Eleanor is more than ready to secure her family’s future through her marriage with another Mafia don's son. But right before her engagement party, Eleanor catches her fiancé cheating and claiming she “lacks feminine charm.”
Heartbroken and furious, Eleanor ends up seeking comfort in the arms of the bodyguard who punches her fiance to the ground that night.
The next day, Eleanor is determined to break off the engagement and reclaim her life, but her powerful mafia father has other plans.
To keep Eleanor in line, her father assigns a bodyguard to shadow her every move.
A bodyguard who turns out to be the man she spent the reckless, unforgettable night with.
Now Eleanor is trapped between a fiancé she refuses to marry, a father she cannot escape, and her dangerous, mysterious and attractive bodyguard...

TRIGGER WARNING!!!
This story contains themes of obsession, possessiveness, stalking, emotional manipulation, and psychological control. It is unapologetically intense and unsettling in all the right (and wrong) ways.
Be guided.


Eight years ago, Shannon watched her stepbrother get handcuffed and taken to jail for a crime she committed.

He took the fall for it without hesitation. Not because he was noble. God, no. But because obsession looks a lot like love when you're seventeen and scared.

After that night, she never went to visit him in prison, nor did she reply to any of his letters.

She buried him with the past and went on to live a peaceful life without him.

But the past never forgets.

Eight years later, when she was living a simple, peaceful life, had a decent job and a husband who loved her deeply, Shannon's past came knocking at her door.

Strange things start happening... Doors left open. Favorite things mysteriously replaced. Eyes she can't see but feels always watching her.

Everyone says she's paranoid. Everyone says He is still in jail.

No one believes her when she says she had a STALKER.

Her judgment is already upon her because, now, HE is out of prison. And the first place he goes is her doorstep, because he says she owes him her life. And he's come to collect what's his.

How far can Shannon run from a man who never stopped loving her in the most terrifying way?

A man who'd kill anyone, even her husband, just to make her his?

HIS NAME IS KENAI... The Stalker You Never Want To Have.


If you enjoy slow-burn stalker dynamics and morally gray characters, this one's for you.

with one last look at the mansion, I turned around and walked away leaving everything behind. My life, my husband, my title as the Luna and everything i have ever worked for because my alpha husband decided to bring his ex girlfriend back into our lives and he threw me out. But what he didn't know was that, I was carrying his baby but that secret will follow me to the grave, he does not deserve to know anything about them but what is more interesting?
Nicholas, the richest and the most ruthless alpha comes crawling back when he finds out that his triplets were already being fathered by another ruthless alpha.

I was reborn on the exact day I was supposed to sign the marriage contract with the Alpha Kael.

I didn't hesitate. I crossed out my name and wrote my stepsister's instead. Let her have the bastard. I took my mother's estate back and headed straight to the underground shifter bar.

"Bring me the hottest wolf warriors you've got. All of them," I told the bartender, slapping a wad of cash down.

I was done being the obedient Luna.

I was the best student, the most obedient, the most compliant—yet the only unloved child in our family.

When my brother got into fights, I took his punishment. When my sister snuck out with boys, I bore the consequences. Mom force-fed me pills and made me get my stomach pumped just to scare my brother away from smoking. Dad dressed ten-year-old me like a prostitute and threw me into a bar to warn my sister against going astray.

In the end, they sold me to a gambler for a few hundred dollars.

I died in a dark pond, and no one heard me calling for help.

But when my spirit drifted home, they were gathered around the dinner table, laughing and talking as if nothing was wrong.

It wasn't until the police knocked on their door that they realized—I had been missing for seven whole days.

Later, my brother clutched the chocolate he never got to give me, crying every day. My sister dreamed every night of ten-year-old me struggling and screaming in that bar. Dad knelt at my grave daily, consumed by guilt. And Mom, after killing that gambler, threw herself into the same pond where I had drowned.

Finally, they loved me.

But I was already dead.

Seventeen-year-old Nora thought her biggest problem was surviving senior year—until she fell for Leo, her brother’s best friend and the one boy she was never supposed to want.

Leo is everything she shouldn’t touch: older, dangerous, and hiding something behind those icy blue eyes. When Nora discovers his secret—that he’s a vampire—her world shatters. But instead of running, she lets him in… and one bite binds their souls together forever.

As Nora struggles to balance love, loyalty, and the darkness that now lives inside her, a new person emerges: Killian, a powerful mafia king who sees her not as prey, but as an equal. His offer could change her fate—or end it.

Caught between two worlds and two loves, Nora must decide who she really is…
and what she’s willing to become.

Because the way they look at her—
might be the thing that saves her… or destroys her.

I only gave him one night. One night to prove I wasn't just the human maid cleaning his mansion floors.
And by dawn, the Alpha shattered me. He rejected me, humiliated me, and chose another to wear the crown at his side.
He never knew that night left me with more than scars. It left me with a son.
Two years later, I'm not the weak girl who cried when he cast me aside. And I'm back not for him, but for my child.
Kael thinks he can ignore the past. He thinks he can demand my forgiveness. But I don't care about his crown, or his throne, or the Luna who clings to him like she's untouchable.
All I care about is protecting my son.
And if the Alpha thinks he can claim us now... he'll learn that nothing is fiercer than a mother who refuses to be erased.

Vanessa is the girl everyone knows, but no one really sees. As a scholarship student at the elite Cresthaven Point Academy, she survives by being invisible, doing the Elites’ homework, and lets the popular kids think she’s a pushover. But she isn’t hiding because she’s shy, she’s hiding because she’s a werewolf. In a world where her kind is supposed to be extinct, staying invisible is the only way to keep her family safe.

Adrian is the guy everyone wants to be. He’s rich, at the top of the social ladder, and bored. He picks on Vanessa because she’s the only person who doesn’t seem to care about his status. There’s something about her he can’t explain, something quiet and strange that makes him want to figure her out.

When an incident at a beach party goes wrong, Vanessa loses control. Adrian sees her move faster than any human should, and suddenly, he’s obsessed with discovering what she is. But being stuck with Adrian makes it hard for Vanessa to stay a ghost. Her wolf is getting restless, and she can't just watch when people are in real danger. Whether it's a freak accident or someone about to die, Vanessa starts stepping in. Soon, the whole school is talking about a Ghost Guardian who does things no human being can do.

While Vanessa becomes the new queen of the school, Adrian's father is closing in. His family has been leading the hunt to wipe out werewolves since the beginning of time. He thinks they are all gone, and he's looking for any sign that one is left. Now Vanessa has to decide: can she really trust the son of the man who was born to destroy her? Or will her secret get them both killed?

I nearly died in the freezing ocean at my adopted sister Jane's birthday party.

When the yacht started tilting and alarms shrieked through the corridors, Dad grabbed Jane and bolted for the deck without looking back. Mom clutched Jane's ragdoll cat in her arms, following close behind under the bodyguards' protection.

They saved the cat.

But left their biological daughter to drown.

Three days later, I staggered home covered in wounds. The living room was decorated with scented candles and a three-tier birthday cake. Light piano music mingled with laughter—they were throwing Jane a makeup birthday party, celebrating how "the whole family" survived the disaster.

DAVIS GREY POV:-

The very first time I saw her at my business partner's office. It was her first day and She was sipping her coffee. Yummmm, I wanted to fuck her sweet little mouth. The second time I saw her i wanted my tongue to roamed all over her body. The third time I saw her with another man, I wished to fuck her pussy mercilessly that she will never imagine about another man. I desired myself to buried deeply in her clit. I always wanted to crush her whole body with my Bulge shaft. But The last time When i meet her, I saw some different kinds of emotions in her deep charcoal eyes. Fuck man, I always admired her but why the hell I am always thinking about her. Now, When I have seen her after two years of long time. Why my mind and heart is again occupied by her thoughts. She is nothing in front of the models who sleeps with me. Why? Why? Why? I don't have any answer and the question is why the fuck she never notice me? She never gave any attention to me And she is ignoring me like a disease.

Sorry, SUNSHINE! But you can't ignore me forever because it's time to show this Indian Beauty that what kind of monster I am. You're Mine, baby. My Possession.

And now I know about my feelings for you.

Story of New York billionaire MONSTER VS Indian Beauty.

A Story of Monster's Madness, possessiveness and obsession....

"I want to break you into tiny pieces at the same time I also want to mend you...." DAVISH GREY

His love was Dark and Dominant but she was his SUNSHINE..

He was passionate and Obsessive about her but She was afraid of him and his monstrous possessiveness..

....

"Moon Goddess," I prayed. "Please—save my baby. Save us both. I'll do anything."
The knife plunged into my chest. Pain exploded—white-hot, consuming. Blood poured over my skin.
The bond with Kael flared—bright and desperate—reaching for him one last time. But he didn’t come. He was with Clarissa, believing her lies, unaware of the child we created.
The second stab tore into my stomach.
“No,” I gasped. “The baby—please. Not my baby—”
They didn’t stop.
The blade fell again and again, until I felt nothing at all. Until the world faded to gray.
As my blood soaked the snow, my final thought was a curse:
Moon Goddess—if you care for me at all, give me one more chance. I’ll make them pay.
Aria Winters, an abused omega, learns her fated mate is Alpha Kael, bound to Luna Clarissa in a loveless political marriage. One forbidden night leaves Aria pregnant with the Alpha’s true heir.
When Clarissa learns the truth, she sends three assassins to kill Aria and her unborn child. Aria dies alone in the snow.
But the Moon Goddess offers a second chance. Time rewinds—Aria returns with her memories intact, and her wolf fully awakened.
In the love triangle, no longer a broken omega, she rises with power, purpose, and vengeance in her veins.
Rebirth to Be His Luna—not for love, but for vengeance.

TITLE: MARRIED TO AN OLD BILLIONAIRE, IN LOVE WITH HIS SON.

Eve has no choice but to give up her own dreams and marry the old billionaire who could even be her grandfather ...due to her father's illness and the expensive operational costs.
Despite the sex harassment she faces on a regular basis, the humiliation she receives from the old man's son, Liam is another source of pain for Eve. Then, Eve's only thought is to make as much money as she can and get away from the family.
Nevertheless, as Liam works with Eve, he gradually falls in love with the girl he used to loathe.
What will he do about his hidden feelings for his stepmother?

I used to be the nation's top lock-picking expert. I saved countless lives.

But I couldn't save my own daughter.

At the dock, two children were strapped to bombs.

The girl had less time—I should've saved her first.

But my husband Damien held a knife to his throat, forcing me to save the other one first.

His illegitimate son.

I compromised.

The moment I opened the lock, the kidnapper ripped off the girl's hood.

I never expected her to be Rosie.

My five-year-old daughter.

She looked at me.

Her lips moved, forming the word "Mommy."

Then the explosion tore through everything...

Five years ago, I knelt on marble floors, cleaning wine with my own dress while they laughed.

Five years later, they knelt before me, begging for forgiveness while I walked away.

They thought three hundred thousand dollars could buy my soul. They thought I was just another disposable substitute, another broken girl desperate enough to sell her dignity for her dying mother's medical bills.

Caspian Ashford wanted a replacement for his precious Scarlett. The Hampton elite wanted a servant to humiliate. They all wanted me to disappear quietly when they were done with me.

They got their wish—I did disappear.

But the girl who drowned in that yacht "accident" five years ago? She was weak, desperate, powerless.

The woman who returned as Elena Whitman?

I'm their worst fucking nightmare.

After two years of marriage, I finally got pregnant. I rushed to my husband's office with lunch to share the news, but his assistant mistook me for a sugar baby trying to trap the CEO. She dragged me into a back room and dumped scalding coffee on my head. When I tried to explain I was the wife, she laughed and called security. They stripped my clothes, kicked my stomach repeatedly, and destroyed my ultrasound photo. I begged them to call my husband, but they smashed my phone instead. By the time he found me, our baby was gone.

I've been secretly married to him for five years, but he's never treated me as his wife. Our six-year-old daughter has never called him Dad in public.

One drunken night, I got pregnant. He gave me a marriage contract that came with one condition: secrecy.

I thought time would change everything. I stood by him through the company's darkest days. When I was hospitalized with a bleeding ulcer, he didn't come. When our daughter was born, he was in a meeting. Every moment that mattered, he wasn't there.

Then that clumsy intern showed up.

From that point on, he gave her all his attention and patience. He broke his own rules for her again and again. That's when I finally understood: when someone doesn't love you, they just don't.

So I took my daughter and disappeared from his world completely.

But why did that calm, controlled man lose his mind?

I’d worked at my husband’s company for three years, only to be fired by him right when a promotion was within my reach.
It was all because I’d been swamped with overtime work one day and neglected the cat he’d given me.
When I came home that night and found the cat food hadn’t been refilled like usual, my husband, who had always treated me with tenderness, flew into a rage for the first time.
“If you can’t even take proper care of a cat, then don’t come to work at all. Stay home and raise it full-time.”
I parted my lips to explain myself, tears clouding my eyes, but he wouldn’t listen to a single word I said. The very next day, he instructed the HR department to dismiss me from the company.

Bullied, abused and dumped for a crush. Rejected by the coven for her sexuality. Seph and Dextra have a lot to over come when they arrive in Ireland. Can they survive on their own? Seph is only 18 and Dextra isn’t much help, an errant familiar with a tendency for setting things on fire.

Kayla had never known anything but a supportive loving family no matter what she found out about herself. Her twin Theo would always have her back, just as she had his. It didn’t matter what they were arguing over, they were twins. The one thing they couldn’t do was share anything.

The three of them together face a new challenge when both Kayla and Theo feel a mate bond snap into place. Can they deal with everything that fate has in store for them? Witches, spells, jealously, a prophecy, and a grumpy old man who isn’t really a man?

Mike’s father, Jack, was falsely accused of stealing a priceless necklace and was sent to prison. While in prison, Jack was mistreated, denied medical care, and died while serving his unjust sentence. Now, his son, Mike, is determined to get revenge on the billionaire who had his father falsely imprisoned. He will stop at nothing to get justice for his father, even if it means putting his own life at risk. With nothing left to lose, he embarks on a quest for vengeance that will take him to the darkest corners of the billionaire's empire.

When Jaden Blackwood loses his mate to the cruel hands of death, he sinks into cold emptiness. Habouring revenge towards his twin brother, the culprit of his mate's murder becomes his only drive to live. Like a storm, Rhea Stone barges into his life and knocks down his defenses. Just when he's starting to accept her, her power hungry twin sister steps into the equation. Jaden will have to keep his bond with his mate unbroken. When push turns to shove, will the duo be able to fight against the looming prophecy and their siblings who have become thorns in their flesh?

When mafia princess Isabella Romano wakes up with no memory in the arms of her family's greatest enemy, she doesn't know that Kieran Blackwood - the dangerous werewolf who kidnapped her - is the same boy she once saved from a bloody massacre. Now, as both the mafia and werewolf clans hunt them down, Isabella must choose between recovering her dangerous past or embracing a love that could destroy everything she's meant to protect. In a world where family loyalty means everything, some bonds are stronger than blood - and some loves are worth dying for.

Three years ago, I was the sole surviving legendary mage of Ash Valley. To fulfill my comrade's dying wish, I married into the Robert family, becoming a despised and bullied son-in-law . For three years, I endured torment and humiliation; my entire family treated me like trash . My wife handed me divorce papers , then accepted the marriage proposal of a nobleman. On my wedding day, I walked into the hall in old clothes, and everyone laughed, thinking I was crazy. Until I shattered all magic with a wave of my hand, my legendary presence overwhelming everyone present, the woman who had once despised me finally cried and asked me: Why did you lie to me?