𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐱 , A 17 year old girl who struggles in an abusive household with her father and step-mother after her mother passed away, she only finds peace in ballet in any time and any place, she's as sweet as cotton candy and as much as innocent. 𝐄𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢 , A 27 year old Drug dealer and a big part of The Italian mafia in the capital of Italy he has a dark past which what makes him as ruthless as he is, he doesn't ever plan on unfolding this past to anyone anytime soon but it all changes when he meets 𝐇𝐞𝐫. ✵✵✵ "𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭" Started: Feb 9th 2025 Finished: June 3rd 2025 #1 in small - 3/4/2025 - 🥇 #3 in gangster - 5/5/2025 - 🥉 #3 in loveatfirstsight -23/6/2025 - 🥉 #1 in maskedman - 22/5/2025 - 🥇 #3 in clingy -26/5/2025- 🥉 #1 in Russia -15/6/2025- 🥇 #1 in innocentgirl -15/6/2025- 🥇 #4 in dark -16/6/2025-

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."

[COMPLETED] Kizalyn Reeves has fiercely fought to establish stability after a turbulent upbringing. While opening her tattoo parlor offered hope, an abusive relationship cast a shadow over her newfound independence. Determined to defend herself, she turns to boxing at Knockout Arena, only to encounter an arrogant instructor. Despite his hot-tempered attitude, she finds herself drawn to his circle of friends. However, a late-night visit uncovers the gym's sinister secrets, plunging Kizalyn into a dangerous world she didn't know existed. Her world is shattered by a single gunshot, forcing her to place trust in an unlikely ally-the very person that pulled the trigger. -- "115," he says, his breath hitting my face. I stammer, "What?" "That's how high your pulse is right now," he says as he presses his body further against mine, closing any gap that existed between us. His thumb grazes over my lips, his eyes dark. His hands are off of me abruptly, and he walks away, heading for the stairs. I stare after him, unable to move from my position against the wall. He looks back at me, a coy smirk forming on his face. He says, "I'm dying to find out how high I can make it go." -- **WARNING This story contains heavy use of violence, drug abuse, domestic abuse, sexual content, drug addiction, and illegal activities. Read at your own discretion. Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story share names with famous individuals, but they are entirely fictional and do not represent or depict any real-life personalities.

Eloise thought she had the perfect life the Eroda Project promised-a loving husband, a beautiful home, and a welcoming community. But when her two neighbours suddenly disappear, the idyllic facade begins to crumble. As her suspicions about her husband Harry deepen, Eloise uncovers dark truths hidden beneath the surface. Now, she must escape before she becomes ensnared in a web of lies and deception. But she has yet to realize just how far Harry will go to protect his deadly secrets. [A SINISTER RE-IMAGINING OF DON'T WORRY DARLING]

The most perfect Hollywood couple to ever exist. Aviana and Harry Styles. Although maybe it's not all bright white smiles and perfectly posed photos. Maybe there's so much more to it than hours of hair and makeup. Maybe it's not all that it seems. You never really know what happens behind closed doors. Maybe it'll end in tears, maybe it'll work out.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asks, running his fingers through my hair. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't." I remove his hands from my hair, bringing them between us. "This shit is scary, Allison." He says calmly as he shakes his head. "I am scary." "Show me then." He looks at me with a confused expression. "Show me how scary you are, Harry." ~ A captivating tale unfolds when a girl crosses paths with a seemingly innocent guy. But as their story deepens, she discovers that he harbors a hidden darkness. Meanwhile, her love for the guitar adds a melodic twist to the enigmatic journey. *Violence, mature content*

The tragic love story of a sad girl and a dead boy who must work together to find his killer, amid heartbreak, mystery, and learning that perhaps death is not the end. [COMPLETED]

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: March 2024 Finished:

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN