They say a daughter inherits her father's fate, and I am the living proof of that truth. My mother once faced horrors because of my father's past choices, and now, here I am, staring at my own nightmare. Enzo Salvatore Costa, the name alone brings hell into anyone's life, a name that people fear. And now, I'm the one caught in his dark sights. I kneel before him, wrists and ankles bound, facing the ruthless man with a smirk that reveals he's enjoying every moment of my helplessness. "Now, what should I do with you, my sweet Aria?" he asks, his smirk growing wider as he sits across from me. Despite the situation, I gather my courage and snap back. "Let me go, you bloody bastard!" I shout, but my defiance only amuses him. "Looks like Mi corazón needs to learn what happens when you try to escape the devil." In response, I spit on his face, meeting his smirk with one of my own. _____________________________________ Meet Aria DiCaprio Malik, the mafia princess. Aria is not someone who relies on the wealth of her father's empire. She is determined, strong, and knows how to handle everything life throws her way. But everything changes when she takes a job after graduation. At first, it seems like the perfect opportunity, but soon, things begin to spiral. Aria finds herself thrown into a new world, one where the devil himself, Enzo Salvatore Costa...sees her as a prize to be claimed. Meet Enzo Costa Salvatore. He's a man who shows no compassion, and when he wants something, he will go to any lengths to make it his. For Enzo, Aria becomes an obsession.....a conquest he won't let slip away. But Aria's refusal to acknowledge his advances only fuels his determination, and he's willing to tear down anything that stands between him and the woman he desires. The question is, at what cost? Will Aria's strength be enough to resist the relentless pursuit of a man like Enzo, or will the devil ultimately claim her as his possession? If you want a detailed description, read prologu

Book 3 of the DeLuca Mafia Series Alessia DeLuca has known since she was a child that once she was an adult she would be forced into a marriage with a man she didn't know. It was just how things worked in the life of organized crime. You married to strengthen your family not for love. What she doesn't know is she has been Dante DiSalvo's future wife since they were kids thanks to a deal her father made with his father. Her older brothers tried everything to get out of the contract but without harming the family it was impossible. What her family doesn't know is she fell in love with someone close to her and things crossed lines that were never supposed to be bared. She's determined to find a way out of this arrangement even if it's the last thing she will ever do. Dante DiSalvo has known about the contract with the DeLuca's since he was a teen and instead of fighting his father on it, he embraced it and it turned into a full fledged obsession. He knows Alessia wants nothing to do with him, she's made it very obvious, but he isn't easily deterred. A death rocks the shaky ground they stand on before they can even say I do, but Dante will let nothing stop him from finally making Alessia his. What happens when your obsession finally becomes yours? What happens when your stalker becomes your husband?

BOOK 1 OF THE OBESSESION SERIES: An 18+ Dark romance book . Isabella Robinson, a princess raised in the safety and luxury of a royal life, has always been untouched by the darkness of the world. That is, until Salvatore Armani, a cold and Ruthless Mafia Don, sets his eyes on her. Salvatore wants Isabella. He sees her as something pure, something he can twist and conquer. He wants to break her. And he always gets what he wants , no matter the circumstances. A game he's determined to win at any cost. When Isabella catches his eye, her world is turned upside down. Salvatore's obsession with her quickly grows into something darker, and he will stop at nothing to make her his. He drags her into the violent, chaotic underworld he rules with an iron fist. Isabella's life is no longer her own; she is trapped in a gilded cage, torn between fear and the strange pull of the man who seeks to break her. In the world of power, manipulation, and obsession, can Isabella survive Salvatore's brutal love, or will she be shattered beyond repair? - - - I scream, "What the hell do you want?!" Salvatore looks at me, amusement flickering in his eyes. He tilts his head back, savoring the moment before repeating my question, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "What do I want..." He lets the words linger in the air, before his expression sharpens, his gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that sends a shiver down my spine. "You." - - - Please note: This book is inspired by a book named Ballerina by prettydaintypearls. so please do check her book out! its going to available on Inkitt.

"She possesses a light he has never witnessed and to be with her, he's willing to set the whole world on fire" She's beauty wrapped in light. He's darkness wrapped in obsession. Camilla Asher craves simplicity. At 19, she's built a quiet life filled with cozy aesthetics, laughter with friends, and dreams of a peaceful future. Love? That can wait-especially since she's never really understood the thrill everyone talks about. But someone's been watching her. Waiting. Kayden Reid doesn't believe in fate. He believes in possession. At 23, he'scorporate world, owning more than anyone his age should. But there's one thing he doesn't have-and it's the only thing he wants. Camilla. He's been studying her for years, lurking just beyond her sight. Now, he's ready to claim what he's always considered his. Even if it means burning down everything-and everyone-in his path. Because when obsession becomes love, it stops playing by the rules. All rights reserved Enjoy.

⚠️ Strict Content Warning - Read at Your Own Risk: Not suitable for sensitive readers or those under 18. This is not a fairytale. This is not soft. It's obsession This is twisted, raw, and painful. Proceed only if you can handle psychological darkness and dangerous love... so don't west time.. go and watch... you gonna love it ❤ .... .. He's not your hero. He's your worst decision in human form. Rich. Ruthless. Untouchable. And he made you his. You didn't fall in love. You were dragged into it - slowly, painfully, destructively. You became his favorite obsession. He broke you with soft kisses and harsh nights. He made you crave his attention, even when it hurt. They call him a king in the underworld. But to you? He's the cage you stopped trying to escape. Because love isn't always light. Sometimes, it comes dressed in blood, power, and whispered lies. ... don't forget to follow me 😊 and please vote so I can make more story like this ❤ bye bye 😘

Dark. Possessive. Enchanting. She never believed fate could be this cruel. One day she was just an ordinary woman - independent, bright, and unafraid to speak her mind - and the next, she was bound by the silent command of a man who ruled not only a kingdom, but every heartbeat that dared to defy him. He was a King feared by many - arrogant, ruthless, and dangerously calm. His silence carried more power than any threat, and his gaze was enough to make the strongest men kneel. No one questioned him. No one dared to say no. Until she did. Their marriage wasn't born from love, but from power - a deal wrapped in deceit and sealed by force. She was meant to be his ornament, his queen in name only. But something inside her refused to bend completely. And that defiance, that flicker of fire in her eyes, became the one thing he couldn't control. He told her love was weakness. Yet every time she looked away, his possessiveness deepened. Every time she cried, his anger turned to obsession. He could destroy empires, but not the storm she brought into his heart. Trapped between duty and desire, she learns that every chain he places around her is not just to bind - but to protect. The palace walls whisper secrets, his touch hides unspoken fears, and every night she wonders: is she his prisoner, or his queen? A mysterious, darkly romantic tale of power, betrayal, and a love that blurs the line between dominance and devotion. Because when the King falls for his captive, the kingdom itself trembles. 👑

Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

••• "Just because I haven't touched you as a husband should, that doesn't mean I won't," he said, his voice low and menacing. Her knees felt weak, and she didn't dare move from where she stood, his presence overwhelming her completely. She could barely speak, her voice coming out in a soft, stammering whisper. "It-it wasn't anything like that. I swear... I" ~~~ ••• 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. To save her father's life, she made one vow: marry the coldest man in the city-and never fall in love. But monsters have hearts too. And his only beat for her. A Dark Forced Marriage Romance.

Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.