Medical Registered Trauma Doctor, Kaia Blanc is well known in her field, paid well, desired among many hospitals for being good at what she does at her young age although still rendered a "junior doctor". She deals with stabbing, shootings, bone injuries, anything that enters the ER essentially. With high skill and lack of infections after treatment she's very adored among professionals, and among her patents she's kind, intelligent, and is very good at providing adequate comfort and care. Russian Mafia Boss, Zion Morozov is a ruthless leader without much to say. When he speaks its valuable, it means something and carry's importance. He kills the bad, graces the good, is smooth sailing without a bone in his body dedicated to anger. Calm. Reserved. His sister, Zoe Morozov came into Kaia's hospital, demanding to speak to her. A deal of a lifetime to work for Zion Morozov. What are the conditions and will Kaia say yes?

A battered and bruised woman finds herself running through the woods from her abusive boyfriend. Lost and disorientated, she stumbles upon a huge mansion in the middle of the woods. Bleeding from her head about to lose consciousness, she runs towards the house and bangs on the door. "Please please please! Someone help me!!" Sharalyn yelled. "Grrrr Grrrr" A growling sound from behind startles Sharalyn. She turns around and comes face to face with the biggest dog in the world. Standing at 5ft tall, this dog was taller than her on all 4 legs. ........................ "Please stop, I can't - I can't handle it" I moan out. His strong arms hold me up. His strong chest to my back, his sweet grunts in my ear. He places his hand around my throat and tilts my head back. He looks me in the eyes, without blinking and the deepest voice ever he says "Take it."

Sier. Fiery. Known as the "angry black woman". Feisty. Just wants someone to see past that. Kyan. A man a few words. A yearner. He sees her. He wants. He needs.

She nodded solemnly. "With my girl charm and my pretty dress. But now I just feel like a hot pile of creamed corn." I dragged a hand over my face. "You need water. And sleep." "I need closure." "Sunshine..." "No," she said, standing straighter and stabbing a finger into my chest. "You don't get to look like that and make me feel feelings and then just go all mysterious and noble and disappear like a sexy hitman Batman." "Sexy hitman Batman?" "I had a lot of wine." "I noticed." ●・○・●・○・● She bakes cookies. He breaks bones. Everyone in the city fears mafia boss Dominic Moretti-everyone except Tessa Bloom, the relentlessly cheerful café owner next door to his front business. She calls him "Mr. Broody," brings him muffins he never asks for, and walks into his office like it's not occupied by a man who could have someone disappeared with a phone call. Dominic doesn't have time for distractions-especially not sweet, sunshine-eyed distractions with flour on their noses. But when Tessa finds herself tangled in the underworld he's spent a lifetime controlling, protecting her becomes more than a duty. It becomes personal. And suddenly, the most dangerous man in the city starts falling for the only woman who isn't afraid of him. ●・○・●・○・● Word count: 23,178 Top Rankings: 10.14.25 - #6 in Mafia

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

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"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated. "I hate you," I groaned. He spun me around and placed one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. "No, you don't," he mumbled against my lips. He pulled away from the kiss, with a small peck on my forehead, and a light smack on my ass. "Did you strap on your holster?" He asked. ♡♡♡♡ Aurora Daniels, a young exhibition coordinator finding her footing in a new country, runs into a man who had given her the best sex of her life in a one-night stand. Soren Bianchi, the ruthless leader of the Italian mafia, hasn't stopped thinking about her from the first night they spent together.

************************************************* Amaya Moore wasn't lookin' for love. Fresh outta high school with no car, no solid plans, and too much on her mind, she kept to herself - headphones in, world off. Alejandro Ramirez. Known in the streets for two things: his '98 dark purple 240SX and never catchin' feelings. A 19-year-old street racer with tattoos, family to feed, and zero time for distractions. What starts as a ride home turns into late-night drives, record store dates, and real conversations. Now Amaya's deep in a world she never thought she'd touch - loud engines, underground races, and a boy who shows her love without sayin' much at all. *************************************************

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 - 𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬

Eriyonne Amani Black never planned on staying with her father and brothers for the summer. But after a falling out with her mother's new boyfriend, she's left seeking comfort in the family she only sees once a year. What she doesn't expect is Poet Zy'hmier Carter-her brother's best friend and the one person she's sworn to avoid. Recently released from prison after serving time for a crime he committed as a child, Poet is broken, closed off, and more dangerous than she ever imagined. Despite their differences, an unlikely bond forms between Eriyonne and Poet, one rooted in shared pain, misunderstandings, and unspoken feelings. As they help each other navigate their inner demons, something deeper begins to grow-an undeniable connection that could change everything. But when jealousy, past trauma, and an unexpected romance force them to confront their emotions, will they fight for the bond they've built, or let the past tear them apart? Started: 4/3/25