Vitterio Rossi is a deadly, venomous man. He walks with the devil behind him, his tail between his legs and his head bowed. Anyone in their right mind should be absolutely terrified to get even a glance from Vitterio. Except Sorella De Luca, the Princess. She tests the man until his limits, but Vitterio would never cause the girl any harm. But she doesn't know that. Lovely Sorella fears Vitterio like the devil fears god, and although she defies and tests him every second she can, she cowards away from him when she isn't teasing him. Vitterio has sworn to obey his Don until the last drop of blood drips from his body. But could Vitterio's new task be his last? Could he shy away from the challenge? This book is rated 18+ SECOND BOOK IN "THE BLACK HAND BROTHERHOOD" SERIES Finished:

𝐆𝐮𝐫𝐮 × 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 | 𝟑𝟒 × 𝟐𝟑 "How dare you!!!" She screamed And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing with or how easily he could destroy her. His lips curled into a dark smirk. Without a word, he fired his gun into the air and barked, "Start preparing for the goddamn wedding." Before she could even process what was happening, he hoisted her over his shoulder and stormed straight to the mandap set up for her cousin's wedding. Slamming her down, he hissed, "That slap just made you my wife." In one brutal motion, he filled her hairline with sindoor, sealing her fate in the most explosive way possible. Her life was no longer her own-𝘐𝘵 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

# Top 3 in india -(19,20,21/08/25) # Top 7 in india -(25,26/08/25) 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 Destiny is written by God, and only He can change it. She is a young woman-innocent, naive, and pure-hearted-who has known nothing but pain in the world. Her parents don't care for her; in fact, they despise her. Alone and abandoned, she struggles to survive in a world that seems determined to break her. He is the ruthless mafia king of India, feared by all and loyal only to his family. He doesn't believe in love... until she enters his life, and everything he thought he knew begins to change. read the whole book and enjoy .. english is not my first language so sorry for grammar mistakes 36 #bride - out of 2.19k stories #3-loveaffairs. #11-coldhearted #1-introvert #1-mbbs #5--brothers #2-lovestory(out of 396k)

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

Mehrbano is a kind enthusiastic girl entrapped in a loveless marriage with a cold man Ehan Haider. She had fully invested herself in her marriage but she got nothing but pain. She never knew her heart would be shattered into pieces. She: You have my heart. He: Heartbreak is a heavy burden to carry. Read the story to know what's going to be their future?

"A little stress release couldn't hurt anyone." With that thought in mind, Kaylyn Fisher decided to be a rebel for a night, break the rules a little and indulge in something apart from a stressful boyfriend and an even more stressful job. One night results in Kaylyn becoming a victim of a one night stand and to top it off, she didn't use protection. Months later, she finds out that a baby is on it's way but what will she do when she finds that 'baby daddy' is a daddy already with a fiancée?. Read to follow Kaylyn on her 'bumpy' journey! ;) Highest rank: #9 in romance!

"Noooo" I cried as I desperately prayed to be anywhere else but here. I struggled in the painful grip, my face was yanked upward forcefully through my hair. 
There were those eyes, the eyes that watched me live in hell every single second, the eyes that smiled at my pain and misery, the eyes of the monster I ran away from. 
"Long time no see, little snow." 
My heart dropped in terror as I stared into the familiar face that haunted my nightmares. SHATTERED REPUBLISHING ❤️

𝑫𝒓. 𝒁𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑨𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝑰𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑷𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑫𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚❤️‍🔥 ✿𝙏𝙍𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙎✿ ᯓᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᯓʜᴏsᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ᯓᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ᯓɢʀᴜᴍᴘʏ × ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ ᯓᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ᯓᴘʀᴏꜰᴇꜱꜱᴏʀ × ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᡣ𐭩 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚 ᡣ𐭩 "I hate you!" "You mean love" "No way. I meant what I said. I hate you" "So you hate me?" "Absolutely!" "No problem! I hate you too"

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

Book Two in the I Am Not A Prostitute series. Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation #1 in Fiction on 1/10/23 #2 in Romance on 12/29/20 Book Two in the I Am Not A Prostitute series. *** Summary: "I hope you remember me. I hope you see something that reminds you of me. And I hope you smile and remember the memories we created together. And I hope your throat tightens up, and it finally hits you..." I felt a tear burning down my cheek "You never should have let me go." I slammed the phone down, my breathing was heavy, like someone was standing on my chest. I glanced outside, and stared at the rain that fell in sync with my tears. Come back to me, Sinister. *** Sinister Velkov was the leader of the Russian Mafia, after falling in love with a beautiful girl named Calla, he couldn't keep himself away. They fell in love, and got married. He thought he could protect her from the dangerous life of being a mob bosses wife. But he was wrong, no one is safe from the drugs, guns and death of organized crime. So he sent her away, hoping to keep her safe, promising to never see her again... Loving someone is a sacrifice, you give them the power to destroy you, and that's exactly what they do. Sinister Velkov was the Devil himself, but everyone knows...the Devil was once an angel. COMPLETED