"How dare you!!!" She screamed. And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing, because the next moment, he hissed, "Congratulations. That slap is just going to make you my wife." 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | Romantic-Thriller

Kaya Emerson has spent her entire life being made to feel like she's too much, too big, too emotional, too unlovable. Raised in a house of cruelty where her stepmother's venom runs deeper than blood, Kaya's only goal is to survive the day, shrink herself, and never be seen. Until she witnesses a man being murdered. And the killer turns to look at her. Cold. Dangerous. Beautiful in a way the devil himself would envy. 𝙉𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙤 - mafia king, calculated killer, a man who turns bloodshed into an art. She runs. But he hunts. And when he finds her... he doesn't kill her. He keeps her. "You think I'll let you walk away, tesero? After you saw me at my worst? No. Now I need you to see me at my darkest... and still beg for more." Locked in his penthouse with secrets, diamonds, and demons, Kaya finds herself fighting not just for her freedom, but for her sanity. Because the man who should terrify her makes her feel seen. Wanted. Desired. Protected. Worshipped. Even as he drags her deeper into a world of violence and obsession. "I'll ruin you for anyone else, Kaya. They'll look at you, and you'll still be dripping with my name." He's possessive. Ruthless. Addicted to her curves. She's broken, insecure, and dangerously close to falling for her captor. And the scariest part? She's starting to like the way it feels to be his. 𝙈𝘼𝙁𝙄𝘼'𝙎 𝘾𝙐𝙍𝙑𝘼𝘾𝙀𝙊𝙐𝙎 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 [18+] 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 : this book contain body shaming, verbal abuse, mention of suicidal thoughts, graphic violence and murder, NSFW/smut/explicit scenes etc. So read on your own risk. If you don't like it then kindly click off the story than sounding stupid in my comment box.

She hides behind firewalls. He hides behind bullets. When their worlds collide, secrets won't be the only thing exposed. Raven Voss didn't ask for this life. She was doing just fine behind her screens-unseen, unbothered, and in control. That is, until Dante Moretti crashed into her world... literally. One second she's on her way to a job interview. The next, her SUV is smashed, her latte's on the ceiling, and there's a man with a helmet and a stare that could burn through steel. He's trouble. She knows it. But her world was never built for peace-and neither was his. In a city where power comes with blood, and love feels like a weakness, Raven is about to find out what it means to be claimed... body, mind, and soul. ⚠️ Dark Romance | Possessive Male Lead | Slow Burn | Hacker x Mafia | Enemies to Lovers |HEA

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"You don't belong in places like this," he whispers, backing me into the darkness of his bedroom. "But you belong to me." 🖤 Plus-size FMC | Mafia | Morally Grey MMC | Daily Updates 🖤 I was the Don's niece. Supposed to be untouchable. Sheltered. Safe. But my uncle decided I was the perfect sacrifice to leash his most brutal enforcer. Dominic Russo is a slaughterhouse dressed in Italian silk. The man they send to make bodies disappear. A monster with pale, dead eyes who looks at me like I'm a problem he needs to solve. I thought I was just a plus-size girl with flour in her hair, trying to stay out of the dark world my family built. But when I stepped into the wrong alley, I caught his attention. Now, I'm his. Bound in a forced marriage to a man who breaks bones as easily as he breaks rules. I fight him. I hate the dark, hungry way he looks at my soft curves. I hate that when his rough hands touch me, my fear turns into something traitorous and hot. He doesn't just want my obedience. He wants to sink his teeth into my innocence and consume me whole. This isn't a love story. It's a trap. So why is the hardest part not trying to escape... but trying not to fall for the man assigned to protect me? ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNINGS: Dark themes, violence, forced proximity, explicit sexual content, and morally grey characters. Please read at your own discretion.

Two years of secret calls. One long distance love. A plane ticket to a new world. Lilith thought she was surprising her boyfriend for their anniversary. Instead, she walked right into a betrayal she never saw coming. Stranded in a country she doesn't know and miles away from her home, Lilith is forced to survive on her own. But when she runs into a man who is as grumpy as he is mysterious, she realizes that sometimes, getting lost is the only way to be found. Tropes in this story:- - Grumpy×sunshine -green flag male and female lead - age-gap -he falls first and harder

Nearly eighteen years have passed since Willow was allowed to simply exist. Raised in locked rooms and silence, she learned rules without ever being told they were wrong-so she steps into freedom bright-eyed and reckless, all summer dresses and soft wonder, finding joy in everything the world kept from her. Willow is sunshine with sharp edges: independent, curious, too kind for her own safety... and still unaware that what she survived was abuse until someone shows her what choice actually feels like. Byron Ferrari isn't that someone because he's gentle. He's twenty-four, a billionaire built from old money, grief and discipline, running a ruthless security empire and a stricter life. Control is how he breathes. Anxiety is how he loves. He doesn't want to cage Willow-he wants to keep her close because losing people is the only thing he's ever been good at. Byron is forced to learn the difference between protection and possession all while unintentionally turning her into a spoiled brat who craves his attention and affection. Willow walked into his immaculate kitchen, barefoot, carrying a fistful of wildflowers like contraband. Byron stared at the mud. Then at her. "Absolutely not." She smiled, radiant. 'Absolutely yes.' She signed. Ten minutes later, Byron was on his knees, gently cleaning the soles of her feet while she hummed. Tropes: Sunshine x Grumpy • Morally Grey Protector • He Falls First • Found Family • Touch-Consent • Fast paced • Lake House / Summer Vibes • Chosen Autonomy • spoiled MFC #1 sunshine #1 soft #1 old money #1 spoiled

Arya Rycroft is everything the world hadn't managed to corrupt-yet. At twenty-four, she is a brilliant doctor with steady hands and a heart that still believes in mercy. She stitches wounds no one else will touch. She whispers reassurances to the dying. She believes every life is worth saving. Until the night she saves a man who has ended hundreds. Nikolai Salvatori is twenty-seven and already sits at the helm of an empire carved from bone and betrayal. Ruthless. Untouchable. Worshipped and feared in equal measure. His name is spoken in lowered voices. His mercy is a myth. He was meant to die on her operating table. Instead, he opens his eyes-and decides she belongs to him. What begins as a debt twists into an obsession. Nikolai doesn't just crave her kindness; he wants to consume it. He wants the light in her eyes when she argues with him. The tremor in her breath when she realizes exactly what he is. He wants to be the only shadow she ever knows. And men like him do not ask. They take . As blood stains the edges of Arya's carefully built world, the lines between protector and predator blur. Nikolai will destroy anyone who dares look at her. He will burn cities, crush rivals, drown the world in violence-if it means she remains untouched. But the most dangerous thing in her life isn't his enemies. It's him. Because loving a monster is one thing. Becoming his is another.

Love was never my choice. Survival is. He was meant to kill her. Instead, he crowned her. When Elara's boyfriend offers her as a sacrifice to the shadowed ruler of the Black Crown, she expects death. Instead, she's pulled into a realm of moonlit palaces and starlit rivers-where the king who should have been her executioner begins to look at her as if she belongs beside him. Now Elara must choose: return to the world that betrayed her... or take her place beneath the Black Crown.