[BOOK ONE] [Completed] [Voted #1 Best Action Story in the 2019 Fiction Awards] Liam Luciano is one of the most feared men in all the world. At the young age of 18, he inherited the family name. 10 years later, the Luciano name is well known for its roll in the Mafia; along with two other families: The Costello's and The Corinelli's. But when a 21 year old is put on all three of the families radar, Luciano steps in the way, doing something he had never done before. Protect her. Through their own series of trials and tribulations, they learn how to love and how to trust. But most importantly, they learn that blood does not define family. - © 2015 taintedkissesxo * cover by thelucianoseries on instagram *

Some truths should stay buried. Some men should be avoided. She does neither. Olivia Torre has spent years running from the shadows of her past. As a sharp-tongued private investigator, she takes on a case that drags her into New York's elite circles-the disappearance of a wealthy family's son. What seems like a routine job quickly spirals into something much darker. Dominic Giordano is a man of power and secrets, whose world collides with Olivia's in unexpected ways. When she refuses to back down, she uncovers more than she bargained for, revealing a link between him and a mystery that has haunted her for years. Now, walking away isn't an option. Not when the truth is within reach. Not when Dominic Giordano is the only man who can give it to her. But some truths don't set you free. Some ruin you.

Evelyn "Emma" Stark never liked following orders-especially not from her parents. They expected her to follow in her brother's footsteps, to help build one of the most powerful weapons and technology empires in the world. Instead, she chose medicine. She chose to save lives, not invent ways to end them. Then the war began. Drafted as a combat medic in World War II, Emma still refused to blindly obey. She bent the rules when they got in the way of what was right. She was a Stark, after all. But when she joins the Howling Commandos to dismantle HYDRA, she is captured. Taken. And she becomes a monster who has no choice but to obey. With no choice but to follow her orders.

SECOND BOOK OF THE SEVEN DEVILS. [warnings: eventual smut•death•violence•possibly disturbing scenes•dark magic•religious themes] One year and a half after her departure, Varya Petrov is still fighting against time itself. With Grindelwald's attacks on Hogwarts becoming more and more aggressive, there is only a matter of time before the war is lost. Varya has been assigned one task- find the remaining Deathly Hallows and protect them from Grindelwald. With a team of extraordinary witches and wizards, she sets out to track the Cloak of Invisibility and the Resurrection Stone. One of them, however, happens to be at Hogwarts, at the hands of infamous Tom Riddle. Her journey is not as easy as she would have thought, because with Hogwarts under lockdown and a battle looming over their heads, reuniting with the Knights might not be what she had expected. cover by @supremegae

COMPLETE; don't read if you want fluffy, out-of-character tom. 18+ In 1926, Grindelwald is captured for the first time by Newt Scamander, making his followers go into hiding. The Petrov family, an ancient pure-blood eastern European family, is forced to flee to Romania while chased by the Ministry of Magic. While waiting for Grindlewald's return, the family has their first daughter, Varya Petrov. Soon after, her parents are killed by Grindleward's enemies. After attending Scholomance, a small magic school hidden in the depths of Transylvania's forests, for four years, she is called to Hogwarts. Dumbledore has a mission that only she will be capable to do: to stop Tom Riddle from succumbing to his darkest desire. Varya only has one wish: to redeem her parents' mistakes and find her place in the wizarding world. She will do anything to achieve it, even if it means changing the devil's fate. cover by @supremegae

Lyra Marlene Black. Having a name like that brings assumptions, and as she had come to be aware of, those assumptions are almost always true. Now part of Voldemort's force of wizards, Lyra Black is a Death Eater. Her allegiances have never been to the man who's Mark she now wears, but those allegiances are being tested as her mind becomes foggier than before and the curse that has latched itself onto her starts to get aggressive. Too aggressive for her to fight back. The war has begun, the battle between the Light and the Dark, and somehow Lyra has found herself in the middle of it all, one side of her battling for the Light and the other begging her to fall to Darkness. The boy she loved has now become the man she cannot trust and the mind that she thought was her own, no longer fully belongs to her. The only question is, which one will prevail, and what will it take for one to get rid of the other? After all, there can only be one mind in control, right? Mattheo Riddle x OC

Lyra Marlene Black. Being a Black brings expectations. Being a Black means that your entire family are expected to be evil. Being a Black gives people ideas about you before they have even met you. It means that everything is decided for you from the moment you take the name. Her fate was prewritten. But so was his. "My life is anything but easy." I scoffed, the stars looking down on me. The stars were known for telling the future, and looking at the brightest one glaring at me, it seemed as though my path was already chosen. "Easy is boring, and I hate boring." His voice spoke, whispering in my ear. I turned to the boy, watching his eyes look at me with an expression I hadn't seen before. Mattheo Riddle x OC (EDITING - 27/06/2024 -

"I was reaching for stars that didn't exist, caught up in the fantasies born of willful hope. I threw myself in the path of fate because I wanted to be swept away." ... We do stupid, stupid things in the name of those we love. We dedicate ourselves to false promises and we hope that in the end, it all turns out alright. I was never the kind of person who jumped into things without thinking about the consequences. I never dreamed of what could come from some silly mistakes. Two new students come for their 6th year at Hogwarts. Neither of them particularly want to be there. What havoc could a witch and a dark wizard bring to the year? As they both become frustratingly curious about each other, things fall in place that might never have occurred if they had just never met. ... So I started this book because I was bored, and now it's kind of my life accomplishment weirdly enough. It's not perfect and definitely not what it started out as but this fic has parts of my heart and soul in it and I'm proud of how far it's come. Contains toxic but also lovable Mattheo Riddle and an emotionally relatable mc. !!!Finished updating but still doing some editing!!! *WARNING* Contains violence, sexual content, swearing, mentions of abuse, death and possibly more. *I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, Mattheo Riddle belongs to @yasmineamara, I only own my own characters. Happy reading

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{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3