"Her allure captivates his heart; he has now become hers. His soul now blends with the false claims she had made to fool him. It is her destiny and his end. The darkness envelopes her heart in that moment. Harvesting the most depraved of thoughts and feasting on them to survive. " Dawn has always felt as if evil is hunting her. It burns her heart with a desire for something darker, while her mind only causes her fear. It whispers sins into her ear, while she tries to ignore the hunger for knowledge. A succubus curse has run through her bloodline, yet it suddenly feels as if it is more ancient than she expected when pieces of information attack her when she least expects it. They claw their way to her mind and present themselves in an eerie form of an ancestor who is more alike Dawn than she would wish to admit. Gabriel becomes her escape in the nightmare that she lives. Jeremiah is an older flame that she wants to escape, yet can't help but stay burning. And Tenebris recognises her more than she could ever imagine... The more revelations that are exposed, the stronger the darkness grows inside her. It is seductive and compelling in its calling, but can she fight it for the good of her heart? Or will she become what she fears the most?

You shouldn't play with fire. Or else you're gonna get hurt. He is the enemy. The rival. The threat. New York was ruled by the Italians. But what happens when there's a really powerful intruder, who threatens to destroy their whole empire? What part does Soleya play in all this? Why is she being targeted? - Enemies to lovers - Forced marriage - dark romance - Mafia romance english is not my first language!

Freedom comes at a cost. Orabella thought she understood that. She was wrong. Lorenzo Guerra doesn't deal in chances, only outcomes. His world is built on order, silence, and control. Nothing slips through. Nothing stays unless he allows it. Orabella wasn't supposed to be an exception. What starts as a debt becomes something far more dangerous, an arrangement neither of them fully defines, but neither of them can walk away from. Because control was never meant to be challenged. And Orabella has spent her entire life learning how to become exactly what people don't expect. In a world where power is quiet and desire is never named, the line between possession and surrender begins to blur. Some things aren't meant to be kept. And some things refuse to be let go. Welcome to the Private Show. Audience of one. .......... © All Rights Reserved

Madison never asked for chaos, just long nights at the restaurant, quiet mornings with her textbooks, and a future she could build one shift at a time. But when her brother's debt drags the Carrisi mafia to her doorstep, smashing through her quiet life with threats and destruction, she's left with nowhere to turn. No one to trust. Except him. Alessandro Falcone. Cold. Powerful. Commanding. Don of New York's most feared Italian mafia family. She slips him a note under his dinner plate. A silent plea for help. He reads it once and makes a decision that will change both of their lives. He'll save her. But he won't let her go. "You wanted to be saved" Alessandro murmurs, his voice low and dangerous, fingers brushing her jaw. "There's always a price, Madison. Desire makes you willing to pay it... but I don't forget mine." He leans in closer, breath warm against her ear. "Hai fatto un patto col diavolo, e io sono qui per riscuoterlo." (You made a deal with the devil, and I'm here to collect it." 18+

Logan Romano didn't just enter the NHL. He tore through it. Dark. Brooding. Untouchable. With brutal talent and a reputation as cold as the New York winter, Logan dominates both the ice and every room he walks into. He doesn't lose. He doesn't bend. And he certainly doesn't fall in love. Not after the last time. Not until November Levine crashes into his life like a beam of sunlight he never asked for. She's warmth where he's storm clouds. She's soft where he's jagged edges. A walking contradiction to everything Logan swore he needed. When a deal forces the polar opposites under one roof, tensions ignite fast. Teasing turns to feuds. Feuds turn into something dangerously close to desire. And Logan is forced to confront the one promise he's never broken. Because once you step into the light- it's impossible to return. ✩ Grumpy x sunshine • forced proximity • slow burn Will the hockey captain cross that line? ✩ "Nova." I whisper, my voice low and hoarse against her neck. "Stop it." "Stop what." She whimpers back innocently as her thighs tighten around my hips. My teeth nip at the skin on her jaw in warning. "Either stop teasing, or put me out of my fucking misery." November pulls her head back from mine, resting it against the wall, and bats her lashes up at me. "Say please."

[Started Writing : 3rd August, 2023] "For fuck sake, leave me alone." I screamed out as tears commenced gathering in my eyes. He said nothing. He just sat there watching me lose my temper. "Answer me." I growled shooting daggers on his way with my eyes. "Be my girlfriend. You will get everything you lost." "I don't want to be." "You have no choice." Anastasia wants nothing but to get out of the hell hole called 'her life'. They say study hard and then you can earn money and have a good life. But despite having a degree in hands she was still jobless. When life was giving her bitter test then when a devil showed up at the door of her heart, dressed like an angel. The devil wants nothing but a favour from her while promising her everything she wants. Morally grey. That's the definition to construe Alex Vesper. Strict, rude, emotionless, focused and evil. He wants nothing but revenge from a certain someone who might have scratched his ego a little bit. And at that time Anastasia was the best option for him.

She. Biggest lawyer in Italy , runs her own law firm , beauty with a brain. Even her breath is filled with elegance , made with beauty. Her every inch is perfect. Men drool at her , people commit crimes just to hire her as their lawyer. She wanted love. She knew she will be arranged to marry someone in her family as it is a part of "the tradition" but what she didn't know that one day she will be called HIS wife. She considered him as just a dumb nutshell but little did she know that he will be the one called as her husband. . He. "The" mafia of Italy , powerful , CEO , rich , successful , ruthless , arrogant , respectful and everything a women desires for. Women get mad with just his mere glance. He wanted power. More power than he already had. He would even slit someone's throat if it came in between. The only way to get that power was marriage. The only ones he respected were his elders and family , he treated others like dust , he knew that he will be married to someone soon to reach the position of the C.E.O in his dad's company. His elders told him to get married to a girl they selected , but he didn't knew that he would get bound to HER forever. She was just a spoiled little brat in his eyes running some law firm , but he did things for her that were out of his rules. . Lets see how this story of the two opposite people turns out. .. Thats it. ENJOY! 💗

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐞𝐱-𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦. "Rose." He spat, his voice was sharp and cold. "Do not compare yourself to your sister." Damian Knight stated. "You will never be her, you will never reach her potential, and you will never own my heart like she does." He took a step back with a resentful expression "Rose Spencer, you are nothing but your sister's shadow and will never be able to escape from it. This is your curse." But then I caught the attention of a powerful Russian mob boss, Lev Mikhaylov, an older man who struck me off my feet, yet nothing in my world is what it seems.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 : 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 | MATURE "If you were expecting the boring version of love, I'm sorry to disappoint you. That will never work with me. We belong to each other, always, until death parts us." He groaned as he held my legs tightly against his shoulders. His grey eyes, with hazel flecks, gleamed with lust as he lowered his mouth to my inner thigh, gently nibbling the skin. The intensity of his touch drove me wild, and my stomach was filled with anticipation. "I take it back. Even death can't part us. We'll stick together even through Hell." People call Levi Arìas the genius hacker, the son of Robin Hood, due to his selfless acts. Women describe him as a sex addict who is unbelievably talented in bed. Mothers refer to him as the golden son of Spain. But I call him the 𝘦𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘰, because he's the devil that ruined my life.