Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

NILA JAVA radiated confidence and everything that came with it. Standing her ground throughout high school, she continues to do the same in college making sure everyone knew who she was. Nila was a man's wet dream and wouldn't even have to blink before getting noticed in a room. She knew what she wanted and wouldn't tolerate disrespect from anyone who dared. Nila prided herself in being an extrovert, always having an easygoing personality, able to make friends with whoever and become easily favoured with the click of her fingers. Except for one. Her best friend's older brother. MAIKEL MARQUEZ was known as the college's golden boy being loved by many and over the course of four years, gained himself a reputation along side his best friend. He was outgoing, charming and not to mention a total heartbreaker. Girls wanted to be with him and boys wanted to be him, but not everyone could be as loved as him. From childhood, Maikel has always had an unknown problem with Nila. Ever since five, they've become sworn enemies and stuck to that promise over the years into adolescence. Two people have never hated each other more than Maikel and Nila. However, when a mutually beneficial deal strikes between the two, they find themselves slowly overcoming their strong hatred for one another. It's no surprise they were both attracted to each other, but were those desires enough to diminish their problem of being unable to stand each other? 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

"My girl isn't fucking weak and there isn't shit wrong with her. She's a fucking force and her pain is her power." He paused, allowing his words to seep into my soul. "And her place will always be at my side, say it." He demanded. A few tears tracked down my face. My throat was clogged with emotions, and it felt hard to breathe, but I did what I was told. "I'm not weak and there's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force...." I swallowed. "My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Louder. I want to hear you." My chin trembled but the words that left my mouth next were strong and hard. "I'm not weak. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Again." His voice was a whisper against my skin, causing the tips of my fingers to tingle. "Say it again, Sam." My heart thawed. "I'm not weak." I said quietly. "There's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Damn straight." He whispered against my lips. "You're fucking perfect. Don't let me hear you call yourself weak, Sam. Because you aren't." ° ° ° 𝗦𝗮𝗺 My life was mapped out for me before I could even take my first breath. I was thrusted into the corrupted world of organized crime and illegal trade. After being broken and left for dead, I finally got my out. I ran. I was free. And then my brother fucked it all up, dragging me back into this twisted form of hell. And then there was Spade, the devil in the most irresistible form. 𝗦𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗲 I was the King of the Cosa Nostra. The definition of violent and tainted. I was merciless, and in my book, there was no such thing as fucking losing. Things have always been the same in the underground, nd when you play with your life, things were collected. Her brother is in my debt, and if that debt isn't paid someone will die. This was just business, so why couldn't I kill her and get shit over with? She was just a means to an end. Right?

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐚𝐦. . . . There are things you're taught not to do. Rules you're told to follow. People you're meant to forget. Flora never planned to end up here, but after one too many mistakes, her life dives for rock bottom. Now, she's trapped in a world she doesn't understand, haunted by a past she can't outrun. And at the center of it all stands the boy she'd sworn to forget. What once was fate, fractures into an illusion and twist into something dangerously evil. They were kids together. Friends together. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵. She's new. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵. She's fresh meat. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. What happens when they reunite? Secrets unfold. Chaos runs free. And the line between love and ruin sharpens into a thin blade, as history proves to repeat itself in its cruelest form. A girl. A boy. And a mad house that feeds on sin. There's no place to hide here. You can run, but you'll never get away. "𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘉𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘢𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺." 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲

"You really think I would've ruined it?" I asked quietly because I needed to know if she meant it. "You think I would've seen you-you-and turned around?" Her lips trembled, just a little. I ran a hand through my wet hair, heart pounding too damn hard. "If I'd known from the start that it was you writing those letters," I admitted, "I would've fallen ten times faster." 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 What would you do if the guy you've been in love with your whole life barely noticed you existed? Popular, confident, and just a little too perfect. Harry LeBlanc's my best friend's brother, the guy everyone loves, and the one person who's never looked at me the way I look at him. So when a school pen pal project pairs me with someone who actually sees me, I can't help but pour my heart out to this mysterious stranger. He's funny, thoughtful, and just the right amount of flirty. For the first time in years, I feel like I might actually be falling for someone who's not him. But life loves its cruel little games. Between tutoring sessions, late night chats, and the way Harry is starting to look at me like I am more than just his little sister's best friend, things are getting complicated and keeping me up at night. That's without counting on me to find out the most disturbing thing ever. Because, what am I supposed to do when the boy I have loved forever is the one who has been holding all my letters since the very beginning? 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 This story contains mature themes and inappropriate language, not suitable for all audiences. For a full list of TWs, please go at the beginning of the book, under "author's note". Reader discretion is advised. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 Status: ON A BREAK, REWRITING WILL COME (right after PURE HATE is finished) Update: One chapter every Wednesday STARTED on the 9th of February 2025

A bodyguard, a girl with a smart mouth, and lots of tension.

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

Kaden Graham Harrison. His world is home to billionaires, future presidents, models and children of diplomats. People who had the power to rule the world before they were even born. He can buy himself everything with the snap of his fingers. Booze. Sex. Money. Power. Luxury. Illegal fights. A future that most people can't even dream of. Kaden and his friends are drowning in those while they are living their college life at one of the most elite universities in the world. They know things that could destroy countries but their own secrets... are much worse. Aleandra Raven. All her life she has tried to prove herself. To teachers, to her siblings and most of all to her parents. She felt like a constant disappointment, even though she would have never showed her true feelings to the people that claimed to love her. Now after years of being locked up in her own cage that she called her home she tries to find herself and live the life her parents would despise. Two societies next to each other but so far away. A collaboration between different worlds. A project that forces them to work together. Luxury. Justice. Love. Dreams. Sex. A found family. And an overprotective brother. Everything begins with them. They were meant to be the perfect start... But nobody said something about the ending. Cover made by me.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

"You want a job here, Victoria?" He asks quietly, and I swallow beneath his grip. It was hard for me to breathe- much less speak. Fear spills throughout my body at the sudden realization that Nico could completely crush my windpipes if he wanted to. One squeeze and my life will be over. He brings me closer to his face and I freeze when his thumb slides down the side of my neck. It startles me, causing my heart to thrash restlessly against my ribcage. "Consider yourself hired." Head tilted, he looks at me closely. "You just signed your life away to me. I hope it was worth it." •••