She witnessed horror... and became one. After surviving a harrowing near-rape and watching her best friend brutally assaulted and murdered before her eyes, Aurora vanished-emotionally. What rose from the ashes was someone unrecognizable: Cold. Fearless. Savage. Untouchable. She trusts no one. Loves no one. And as far as she's concerned, no man alive could ever break through her fortress of ice. Love? Dead. Her rules? Simple. No emotions. No attachments. No second chances. But her new college? A battlefield. And him? Leonard Grande - the kind of trouble she didn't prepare for. Wounded. Rebellious. Addictive. Dangerous. A walking paradox with a face carved by gods and a soul damaged by demons. A notorious playboy who takes pleasure in breaking girls, shredding hearts like paper-because he believes every girl is a liar in disguise. Until Aurora. She doesn't look at him like he matters. She doesn't fall. She doesn't even flinch. And that pisses him off. Now it's war. A toxic game of destruction and seduction. She wants to erase him. He wants to ruin her. But when secrets from the past start surfacing, both realize they've been walking in the dark... and maybe-just maybe-they were destined to collide. How deep do their scars go? And who's really pulling the strings in this web of pain and passion. Dive into a dark college romance where love is a weapon, trust is deadly, and only the strongest survive. When bad meets baddest... there are no rules. Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of sexual violence, emotional trauma, murder, psychological manipulation, and abusive behavior. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Some scenes may be distressing or triggering to survivors. ©2025

Anastasia Volkova never expected that the man she'd met 2 years ago would be the one she'd be marrying. The most caring, tempting yet brutal man she'd ever met had come back in her life to haunt her once again. Enzo Martino's didn't expect that when he became a mafia boss, a decision 2 years ago would be revived in the form of a new wife. She holds a grudge against him but he still believes that there's a chance. Once the wounds of the past unfold, feelings start arising and tension can only last so long until it snaps but this marriage is only temporary. After that, they'll go back to their regular lives. Tropes Arranged Marriage Forced Proximity Mafia Romance Second Chance

Leonardo Bianchi, the 27-year-old leader of the Italian mafia, harbors a deep-seated hatred for the Americans. His rage stems from a tragedy he can never forgive: James Lawrence, the powerful head of the American mafia, is responsible for the death of Leonardo's mother. In a shocking twist of fate, Leonardo is forced to sign an alliance with James to strengthen their empires. The deal comes with an even more bitter price-marriage to James's daughter, Crystal Lawrence. Leonardo vows to make her life a living hell, using her as a pawn in his quest for vengeance against her father. But Crystal is no victim. Fierce and unyielding, she fights back to protect her family, refusing to let Leonardo break her spirit. As their toxic marriage turns into a dangerous battle of wills, the lines between love, hate, and loyalty blur. Amid betrayal, power struggles, and the looming shadow of their shared past, Leonardo and Crystal must confront their dangerous desires. Will their mutual hatred destroy them both, or will an unexpected spark ignite a fire neither of them can control? "Dangerous Desires" is a gripping tale of revenge, power, and the fine line between love and destruction.

Book 2 of the Wolfe Series ||WARNING|| There will be mature content in this book. ~~~ "Hey, I don't think you can smoke in here." I tell the mysterious man. He looks at me dead in the eyes and takes another puff of his joint before speaking. "I don't recall needing your permission." Well someone's in a crabby mood. "No need to be mean." I cross my arms and snap out my hip. My long curls falling down my shoulders. "No need to be in my business." I roll my eyes and he smirks at me like he finds this amusing. Get a load of this guy. ~~~ Amelia Daisy Parker "Lia", had just recently moved to New York, after her parents passing, to finish college. She didn't want a reminder of her terrible childhood that her parents brought her, especially her father. She cried when she had to leave Italy at the age of six for a job her dad had gotten in Tennessee. She couldn't quite remember why she was so sad, but she knew she didn't want to leave. She soon bumps into a tall, dark haired, green eyed man at a college basketball game who seems all too familiar. She wants to know him, but at the same time she doesn't. He's rude and grumpy all the time. He knows her, but she doesn't know that. Or at least, doesn't remember. She's all sunshine on the outside and he's all cruel both inside and out. There's no way they'll work. But she soon finds out that he was the very reason that once upon a time, she was a happy and giddy child. That once upon a time...she loved him.

"You're so-" "So what?" he leans closer lips almost touching mine. "Confusing," I finish suddenly warm. His lips curve up, "Am I?" All I can do is nod. "You can always leave then." I don't move from my spot on the counter and his hands don't move from their spot on my thighs. ☀︎ She saw the world in color. Sienna Cole was all soft edges and open hearts - shy, sweet, and full of daydreams. Sienna's laughter is loud, her playlists are louder, she got nervous when people looked at her too long, and filled silence with music. He saw the world in grayscale. Mateo Collins didn't do small talk, or crowds, or people who smiled for no reason. He was quiet by nature, distant by choice, and wore indifference all over his face. Most didn't try to get close. He liked it that way. The less noise, the better. She was a "rae" of sunshine that he used his hand to shield his eyes from. Yet when she stumbled into his life one messy, drunken night, he never could fully shield his eyes from her (not that he really wanted to). ︎ ☀︎ "Shes fucking raediant"

"Get over yourself," I spit, twisting away from him, slamming the crate closed with a sharp motion. "I'm not here for you. I'm not interested in whatever game you think you're playing." But my voice cracks on the last word. Damn it. I hate that I can't keep my cool around him. "You're lying." He steps even closer, his chest almost brushing against my back. I can feel every inch of him now, and it's almost too much. My breath hitches as I fight to maintain control, to keep my body from betraying me. "You're just as trapped in this as I am. Whether you want to admit it or not." I can feel the heat of his body radiating against mine, and every nerve in my body is screaming at me to get the hell away from him. But I don't. Instead, I turn around, forcing myself to meet his gaze. His eyes are darker now, intense, unreadable-like he's looking right through me, but I won't let him. "I'm not trapped," I say, my voice trembling with the lie I'm trying to tell myself. "I don't need anyone, least of all you." He watches me for a long beat, the silence stretching between us until it feels like it might snap. Then, finally, he leans in just slightly, his lips brushing against my ear as he speaks. "You're wrong." His voice is low, a whisper just for me. "You may not need me, Yasmine, but you sure as hell want me."

[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21

They tell me love is a pretty lie. A cruel deception. I wouldn't know-I've never been given the chance to believe in it. A daughter of the Cosa Nostra, passed from one husband to the next like a prized possession, I have learned one thing: a woman's value is measured in obedience. But then I come back, and he's there. Enzo Mancini. Silent. Ruthless. Untouchable. Except... I have touched him. Once, before the lies. Before the fire. Before he left me with nothing but ghosts of a boy who used to stare at me like I was his only sin. Now, he looks at me like I'm his reckoning. Like he's been starving. Like he'll ruin me all over again. The worst part? I want him to. Enzo Mancini She was never supposed to know the truth of that night. The blood on my hands. The fact that I let her believe I was the monster. I told myself I could let her go. That I could watch her slip through my fingers, fall into the hands of men who never deserved her. And I did. She doesn't know what I've done for her. How many bodies I've buried. How many sins I've committed in her name. She's everything I should stay away from. Soft where I am hard. Chaos where I am order. A temptation so dangerous, it should be a death sentence. But I can't stop. I can't stop watching her, wanting her, losing sleep over the way she lingers like a curse in the nightmares she inhabits. She calls me heartless, and like everyone, I let her believe it. She doesn't know that every step she takes away from me is another step toward a man who won't live long enough to touch what's mine. I saved her from the fire long ago, the same one I caused. And now, the flames are swallowing me whole. 17+ Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

In a world where power and control reign, Isabella Russo's life is forever altered when her family arranges her marriage to the ruthless Don of the Romano mafia, Vincenzo. Cold, calculating, and possessive, Vincenzo never believed in love-only power. But as his world collides with Isabella's fiery spirit, their marriage becomes a dangerous game of control, passion, and betrayal. As the walls between them begin to collapse, their connection spirals into something neither of them can control. Isabella must navigate the deadly world of the mafia and the dangerous pull toward the man she swore to hate. And Enzo? He'll stop at nothing to claim her-body and soul, making sure she's underneath his rule in every way. ........................... #1 in enemieswithbenefits #1 in matureaudience #1 in Italian

Lilith has never known true love. She was kidnapped at the age of 17 and since then she's been sold more than she can count. She gave up on love, life, and everyone around her. When her path interacts with Lorenzo Armani. The ruthless mafia leather. The second he lays eyes on her, he knew she would be his, no matter what it took. T.W: Contains rape and kidnapping. And of course consented sex ;)