When Ayla Moore buries her husband, she thinks she's already survived the worst. Five years in the shadows of the Berisha name have taught her how to move unnoticed, how vengeance is paid for in blood, and how to love a man she once hated. And while her marriage to Roman was never simple - it was hers. But now he was gone. His death should have been her way out. A chance to take her son and disappear into a simpler life. But the House of Berisha doesn't release its heirs so easily, so when the truth of her son's birthright comes to light, Ayla learns that her freedom was never hers to take. Now she faces an impossible choice: either marry her brother-in-law and stay bound to a world built on blood and loyalty - or lose the one thing she has left worth fighting for.

At twenty, Ayla Moore becomes the price for a crime she didn't commit; her fate sealed by a 600-year-old Canon that grants an angry mobster the right to vengeance. When Roman Berisha demands a life for a life after his brother's death, Ayla is handed over to settle the score - her freedom reduced to payment in a brutal code of honor. Torn from everything she's ever known, she's forced into the world of a man who believes vengeance is justice, and mercy is weakness. As Ayla struggles to survive under Roman's rule, hate should be easy. Falling for the man who claimed her for vengeance should never be part of the bargain, but in a world ruled by blood, loyalty, and power, love may be the most dangerous betrayal of all. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of abduction, abuse, graphic sexual descriptions and questionable consent.

One moment changes Sonya's life forever. Shadows from the past continue to follow her, while the future unfolds before her in ways that feel increasingly uncertain and threatening. Caught between the life she once knew and the path that lies ahead, Sonya finds herself questioning everything she believed to be true. But sooner or later, she will have to make a choice. Will she go back? Or will she find the strength to move forward?

The word mustang comes from the Spanish mestengo---wild, stray, or having no master. Ellis works for a wealthy and powerful man, Mr. Huxley. While training and caring for his horses she draws his eye. Like the mustang she tames, she is reluctant to bend to his will. Money and power enable him to enlist the services of The Facility. She will be tamed. And she will be his.

Selene has spent seven years becoming someone else. New name, new face, no past. No trace of the family that died screaming the night they were hunted. It almost worked. Then she sees him, smiling, like he never lost her. Christian doesn't chase. He waits. He watches. He lets her run just long enough to believe she's free. She's the last of a bloodline old enough to bind what he destroyed- to bring it back, to control it... or to bury it forever. And when he finally reaches her, he won't ask where she's been-he'll ask why she thinks she gets to escape.

"P-p-please.." My voice was a jagged, stuttering mess. I frantically clawed at the basement floor, trying to scramble backward, but my limbs were shaking too violently to find traction. Tears cut through the dirt on my face as I stared up at his towering silhouette. "I-I-I'm sorry... I-I p-promise, ! D-don't do this, p-p-please!" Adrien stood completely unhurried, his sapphire eyes dead and hollow. His violence wasn't a fit of rage; it was a cold, calculated execution. He stepped forward, pinning my left leg flat against the concrete with his crushing weight, and brought a solid iron rod down directly onto my kneecap. Crack. An explosive, white-hot agony shattered my mind. I let out a blood-curdling shriek that bounced violently off the walls, my entire body convulsing. "A-A-Adrien! S-st-stop! I-I'm b-begging you!" I screamed, sobbing so hard I choked. Without a word, he lifted the rod again and shattered my right kneecap. I collapsed onto the freezing floor, my teeth clicking violently from the absolute shock. Before I could pass out, Adrien knelt over my trembling form. He shattered a thick sheet of glass against the table, holding a razor-sharp shard in his gloved hand. "You forgot whose name you carry, my dear," he whispered softly. "Let's make sure you remember." He pressed the jagged glass deep into the bare skin of my shoulder blade. I shrieked, my body locking into a rigid line as he began to deliberately engrave his name into my flesh. TRIGGER WARNING‼️‼️ This book is not ordinary dark romance novel . It contains sensitive themes , abuse , sexual assaults , murder and what not. READ WITH CAUTION ‼️‼️

Trixie has never been anyone's first choice. Abandoned by her father, neglected by her mother, she's used to being discarded. Until Jasper Knight enters her life - powerful, dangerous, and obsessed. For the first time, she feels like someone sees her, like she matters. Jasper isn't perfect. As the son of a powerful gang leader, his world is violent, his temper ruthless. But when he focuses on her, Trixie becomes his priority - his object of desire, the one thing he can't let go. At first, it feels like love. But obsession has a dark edge. Rules are broken, boundaries crossed, and Trixie is forced to confront cruelty she's never imagined. What seemed like protection begins to feel like control. Is this love, or is it glorified slavery? Can she trust him - or is he the irredeemable monster everyone says he is? In a world where power and desire collide, Trixie must decide: obey the rules, or fight to reclaim herself. ⚠️⚠️ Trigger warning ⚠️ ⚠️ This story contains intense and mature themes, including physical and emotional abuse, sexual content, trauma, non-consensual situations, violence, and death. It explores difficult relationships and the lasting effects of past trauma. Readers who may be sensitive to these topics are advised to proceed with caution.

Simone Carter thought she knew exactly what she was moving for. A charming man. A fresh start. A life far from everything she left behind. London was supposed to be simple work, love, stability. And for a while, it is. Rome is attentive, generous, and just flawed enough to feel real. The kind of man you learn to understand. The kind of man you try to fix. Until the cracks start to show. The temper. The insecurity. The things he never explains. And the quiet realization that Rome's world is bigger than he ever let on. Because Rome isn't just a man with money and influence. He's connected. And he's not alone. By the time Simone begins to pull away and she finally chooses herself it's already too late. What she thought she could walk away from was never hers to leave in the first place. Because some men don't lose control. They take it back. And some families like to share.... 𝐆𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢 is apart of the Moroz series but can be read as a standalone book. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, sexual tension , and explicit scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

"You don't get to choose freedom after I've chosen you." Love was never part of the plan. Neither was consent. For Mikolaj Kuznetsov, control is currency. Power is inherited, enforced, and protected at all costs. What he takes, he keeps. What belongs to him does not leave. Malayia was never meant to be seen only contained. Taken from her life and locked inside an estate built on silence and money, she becomes a possession disguised as a privilege. Dressed, fed, watched. Paraded through luxury that feels more like a cage than comfort. Everyone assumes she'll break quietly. They're wrong. Malayia doesn't submit easily. She doesn't soften on command. Every smile is forced. Every moment of calm is borrowed. And the more Mikolaj tries to mold her into something obedient, the more she reminds him that obedience was never promised. What begins as control curdles into fixation. What should have stayed transactional becomes personal. Because Malayia is not fragile. She is not grateful. And she is not blind to the blood on his hands. In a world ruled by men who mistake ownership for devotion, the line between protection and possession blurs beyond recognition. And when power, violence, and desire collide, survival isn't about escape anymore. It's about who bends first. And who burns everything down trying not to. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, sexual tension, and explicit scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

"D-Don't please. Don't... come near me". She said with fear. Her body was shaking like a leaf. "Why should I not when I have every right to". He said darkly while looking at her. The lingering smell of blood and fear was enough to wake the devil inside him. ... Havoc can come into a peaceful life if you catch the eye of the devil. The same happened with Inez Torsney when she caught the eye of Irish Mafia lord Lorcan Gatchel. No one wants to mess with the devil and Inez had no dreams to come across a devil either. What bad can happen in the life of a nineteen-year-old Inez? Inez was living a peaceful life. A peaceful life did not remain peaceful anymore after the death of her parents and then the entry of a handsome devil into her life. Let's dive into the journey of Inez Torsney and Lorcan Gatchel to know how Inez's happiness changed into complete desolation. Inez's life is not hers anymore. It is completely controlled by Lorcan, a devil who is madly in love with her. She has to submit to the needs of her soon-to-be husband. One act of disobedience and she will fall from the thin line she is walking. She has to remain captive and endure. This is the only way that ensure the safety of her sister. ... "We all are trapped in this world. We all are in an invisible cage but only the weak get to experience it in the worst way". - Lorcan