Davina Rossi. One word to describe her is different. She's a closed off person except when she's around people she trusts. She's rude and feisty to those she doesn't like. She can be nice when she needs to be. She's had the longest crush on her older brothers best friend Andrei king. She hasn't seen him since a little over the year due to him going away for business. Andrei king is the one considered bad. He's fearless. he's also one of the most richest and youngest business man out there along with his best friend. He doesn't care much about the rules. He's had an eye for his best friend (Luciano) little sister but he has never taken a step forward. Why you may ask? He doesn't want to break his friendship. He doesn't want to be seen as 'the guy who took advantage of his best friends little sister' what happens when both see each other after a year? Even though they've both had feelings for each other for a long time they fear they'd move on and never say anything. But what happens when Davina steps up and decides to confess her feelings to Andrei? What will happen when heartbreak comes? Keep reading and find out what really happens with them... ⚠️ this book contains mature context so read at your own discretion ⚠️ This is not edited so bare with me.

✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧ When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely overprotective and never lets me out of his sight. Now that I'm somewhat on my own everything starts to change. When I finish high school and start attending New York University my life takes a turn, for better and for worse. They're back. ☆ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☆ Years ago we found our little angel. She just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was the light in our lives, until one day we lost her again. Thirteen years later and we still mourn the loss of our sweetheart, but we found her once, we will do it again. I am the head of the Russian mafia, or a professor at NYU depending who you ask. One day I raise my head to look around at the sea of students and my eyes lock on a familiar pair of ocean blue irises. ★ 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★ I'm a heartless killer and offer no apologies for it. As the head of the Russian mafia along with being the CEO to a multibillion dollar company, my life is nothing but darkness. During the day I'm an office man, at night my knife slashes through the necks of anyone I can get my hands on. Killing is my outlet, ever since I lost her. It helps me keep my anger in check. I've never stopped looking for her. We've come close multiple times, but each time came out unsuccessful. As I put a bullet in the head of my ex-guard, Alex comes rushing into the room, and the look on his face says it all. He found her. Start: July 4th End: ///

𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅. 𝑨 𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒗𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆. Malina was just a girl when Alexei korolev became a part of her life-a terrifying, magnetic presence with blood on his hands and secrets in his eyes. Years later, When they happened to live together... and suddenly, Alexei can't look away. She's off-limits. Untouchable. But every time she calls him "Old Man" in that sweet voice, every time she dares to defy him-he gets closer to breaking the rules he swore never to cross. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐳𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐚. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐡𝐤𝐚. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐭. But claiming her means crossing a line that could destroy everything-family, loyalty... and his own soul. Because once he has her, he's never letting go. Even if it costs him everything. "𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒂," he growled, his voice low and rough, the kind that ignited a fire deep in her core. She looked up at him, breath shaky, desire written all over her flushed face. "𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆... 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆, 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏." That was all he needed. No more rules. No more restraint. Just her-exactly the way she wanted. And he'd give her everything. Their chemistry is dangerous. Their connection, deadly. Because loving her means betrayal. And touching her means war. But monsters like him don't fall in love... do they? #81 blood #2 fiesty #2 dadsbestfriend #758 revenge #12 heavysmut #17 pakhan #642 russianmafia #218 strongfmc

No one knows her name. No one dares ask. They only speak of the eyes-two different colors, rare and chilling. A mark of death. Of vengeance. A whisper in the underworld: "She doesn't miss. She doesn't hesitate. She doesn't feel." She walks alone through Moscow's back alleys, blood on her boots, the faintest scent of smoke trailing her long black coat. She'd slit a man's throat two minutes ago. Didn't blink. Didn't speak. Just turned and vanished. She's nineteen. But the world thinks she's a myth. And maybe she is. Maybe something broke inside her when she was five years old. When the Russians took her. When they burned her home into memory and carved out the little girl who used to sing lullabies on her grandfather's lap. Now? Now she dreams in flashes. A golden sun. A woman's perfume. Laughter in Italian. Five shadows taller than her, arms wide open. Names, always at the edge of her tongue-but never there. She remembers their faces. And she remembers the man who stole her life. Viktor Ovalov. The Russian leader. The man who turned her into a weapon. He doesn't know she's coming. But she'll show him. She'll make him bleed for every scar he left on her skin. For every scream he buried in her throat. She presses a gloved hand to the glass window of an abandoned apartment. Her reflection stares back-impossibly beautiful, heartbreakingly cold. Eyes covered with dull brown lenses. She's ashamed of what makes her different. Even now, she hides the heterochromia behind colored contacts. Just one more mask to wear. But behind those eyes, behind the silence-she remembers. This isn't a story of sunshine and fairytales. Not a story where she just 'heals' and gets her sunshine personality back. No this is a story where she learns to live again and not just exist or survive. This isn't about healing, it's about living again, revenge and living through your pain. Tw:bittersweet ending Pictures are not mine. So the credit goes to their respective owners.

He gripped my waist flipping our position, my hands quickly gripping the headboard of my bed. My legs straddled his face, my cunt hovering over his mouth. He let out a breath, the cool air made my core clench. "vince this-" I moaned lifting my hips trying to move away. I could feel myself twitching in wanted pleasure. I wanted it so bad, but he- "fucking ride." ... Highest Rankings #1- fiction #1- brothersbestfriend #1- mafiaprincess #1- language #1- mobboss #1- daddyissues #1- daddysgirl #1- spicy #2- fluffandsmut #2- dominant #4- graphiccontent #3- mafiasmut #4- billionaire

[18+ MATURE CONTENT] "𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔," I mumble against his lips, my words barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "I hate everything about you." His fingers brushes over my clit through the fabric, "I hate you too," he smirks, his voice deep and raspy "I've always hated you." ✩✩✩✩✩✩ 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀 the devil in human form. He was born into a powerful and influential Italian mafia family. Being the son of the don, he grew up surrounded by wealth, violence, and a code of honor that placed loyalty above all else. After his father's death he was named the don of the italian mafia. He was feared by everyone. 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐙 is sin herself. Her beautiful long black hair, green eyes and curvy body captivated everyones attention. She was born into the Spanish mafia. She became the top assassin at the age of 16. She was the only child and became the heir of the mafia. Everything was now being passed to her and she was ready. Except for one thing, being arranged to marry her enemy. 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐒 | 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏

He walks closer to me, pushing me back against his desk. "I'm going to throw you down and fuck you until you scream my fucking name." His fingers slip under my dress and the heat between my legs grows, causing me to cross my legs. He pushes his knee in between my legs, separating them apart. "I'll fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk away from me again." His soft pink lips, curling into his signature smirk. - - - - - - ♡ - - - - - - 𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢, the daughter of a notorious assassin and a prodigy. She is ruthless and kills without hesitation nor emotion, making her deadly. With stunning green eyes, a sculpted body and a magnificent mind she gets anything and everything she wants. 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢, the leader of the most powerful and feared Italian Mafia. No one dares to question the man running the biggest mafia in the world. A man that has been raised with power, wealth and fame. With his alluring features, killer charms and a malevolent mind, he is the one to be or beat. When Lorenzo's mafia gets threatened by an upcoming- a nobady American Mafia, Lorenzo struggles to uphold his criminal empire without it crumbling to the ground. After struggling, he finally decides to ask one of his biggest enemies for help, but it's not such an easy feat because his enemy is a bigger asshole than him.

Victoria "Ria" Bottero has been sheltered her whole life. Being the princess of the Italian Mafia may have its perks but freedom and independence are not one of them. She finally gets a taste of the real world when she starts her senior year of high school, but is she ready? She's going to have to be because once she is hit by the freight train that is Nicolo "Cole" DeLuca there is no bouncing back to isolation.