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"I'll Fuck The Word Friend Out Of Your Mouth If You Give Me A Chance." -*- Emily life takes a turn when she loses her purse, only for it to be found by the Mafia Boss, a man who changes her life within a night. -*- [TRIGGER WARNING- Abuse, Rape, Violence, Blood. Strong language. If this makes you uncomfortable, please do not read. Your mental health comes first. ]

"W-Who... a-am I?" Her voice came out barely a whisper, cracking around the edges. She didn't recognize herself. Michael, who had been standing by the door-arms folded, expression unreadable-finally moved. Slow, steady steps until he stood directly in front of her. Towering. Composed. Cold as always. But his eyes... His eyes held something else. He stared at her for a long moment, as if debating what truth to offer her. And then, his words came low... sure... and final. "You're my fiancée," he said. "Chiara." "What's... a fiancée?" Her voice was soft. For a split second, Michael forgot how to breathe. MICHAEL'S CHIARA #Upcoming December 2025

"From today onwards, Ares will be responsible for your security." Haven froze. Lucifer's voice was final, unwavering. She knew that tone. Knew there was no room for negotiation. Her grip tightened around the glass in her hand. "I don't need a bodyguard." Lucifer's stare was ice. "You don't get a choice in this matter Vida." She scoffed. "You expect me to let him follow me around like a damn shadow?" Ares stood by the doorway, silent, dark, and completely uninterested. The dim lighting cast sharp edges across his face-expression unreadable, stance lethal. "You think I want this?" he muttered, voice low, detached. "So stay out of trouble, and I won't have to babysit you." Haven turned to him, fury igniting like gasoline meeting fire. "Babysit? Cute. I didn't know Lucifer's lapdog could talk." Ares barely spared her a glance. "Talk back to me again, and I'll show you what else I can do." Lucifer sighed, rubbing his temples. "Enough. Haven, Ares will be your bodyguard until we find someone more... tolerable." Ares scoffed. "Don't bother. No one would last a week with her." Haven's lips curled into a slow, wicked smirk. "Then let's make sure you don't last a week either, shall we?" For the first time, Ares actually looked at her. Long. Cold. Assessing. And then, he smirked too. "Try me, fiera." Her pulse jumped at the name. Fiera. Little fire. --- Upcoming - JUNE 2025

"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

She stood, a smirk curling her lips, her gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. "You may command the world, Lucifer, but I know how to set that very world on fire." Lucifer's eyes darkened, a dangerous glint sparking in their depths. He stepped closer, his grip firm as he pulled her into the shadow of his power. "Then burn me, Fiore," he whispered, his voice like smoke and sin. "I'll worship the ashes."

To be loved is to be known. "How'd you get that scar?" Zayne's calloused hands circled my wrist while he carefully inspected the scar that had been hiding under my sleeve that rode up. "Oh, I cut myself while cooking" I let out a strained laugh trying my best to ignore Zayne's poisonous green eyes burning into my forearm. I watched frozen in fear as his jaw clenched in realisation and his head slowly lifted up, Revealing his captivating eyes that were filled with fury. "You told Ethan you fell." -Olivia Hernandez- A girl from the suburbs in LA gets sent to a prestigious boarding school by her step father due to her outbursts and carelessness. Although Olivia was known as the popular, mean, spoiled girl that was seen as perfect, beneath her tough exterior lies a troubled girl who's begging to be found. -Zayne Pierson- Zayne Pierson is the embodiment of charm and danger, born into a notorious mafia family that casts a long shadow over his life. With striking good looks and a magnetic personality, he effortlessly captivates those around him, making him one of the most popular and sought-after people in his elite social circle. However, beneath the surface of his charismatic exterior lies a hot temper and a reckless streak that often lands him in trouble. Olivia captured Zaynes curiosity almost instantly when she first arrived to the boarding school premises and she wants to do whatever it takes to get rid of him before he finds out about her past. Will Zayne discover the truth about Olivia? Read to find out 🏅NR 1 #SA

The story follows Daphne, a teenage girl placed into the custody of Enzo, a cold, emotionally distant mafia boss. Over time, the two form a complex, deeply evolving bond that transforms into a found family dynamic. Daphne's journey is one of emotional survival, ambition, healing, and growing into her own voice-both as a dancer and as a person. Started August 17, 2021 Ongoing

The don of South America. Columbian and his wife who can't conceive, pressured into having an heir. a blood heir. So She adopts only to find out the little boy has an older brother. A teenager so when they decide to take in the broken teenager into their home they learn to love, blood or not. ------

✧𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 '𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧'✧ (18+)(; -Book #1 of the (Psycho series) ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Fuck," Soren whispers under his breath, he licks his lips and watches me like I'm not real. "Can I-" he stretches out his arms but I don't let him finish his sentence because I jump onto him like a little kid after her daddy comes back from work. His arms brace me hard and I take and feel every moment of that hug we share. I think it lasted longer then I intended it to but I don't regret anything about it. His scent, his arms and the way he's holding me so tightly like he's trying to memorize this for later. "Oh fuck, I love you," he mumbles into my hair and deep into my neck. Tears stream out of me, a lot of different emotions mix up into my system and I just can't help but cry out of happiness of finally getting to hug him and talk to him so close like this. "Don't cry baby, I got you now." He rocks me in his arms like I'm his little baby and takes me to his uncomfortable looking bed. I get why he did that, maybe I am so heavy that he can't keep me up for so long. I pull back and try to get off him but he doesn't allow me to do that. "You're staying right here, Iris." He wraps his arms around me securely and that makes me smile finally. "There's my pretty wife," he says and as if I wasn't already smiling big that got me smiling ever harder. Fuck his charm. #1 in leaders