The first time I met General Alexander Reeves, I thought he was exactly the kind of man women should run from. I was right. Just not for the reason I thought. We weren't supposed to be a love story. He was a thirty-two-year-old Supreme Commander with a reputation built on ice and military steel. I was a twenty-two-year-old nursing student desperately trying to keep my sick father alive. It started with a date. It quickly turned into a proposition. One year. Separate bedrooms. No interference in each other's lives. A marriage built entirely on duty and a five-year friendship between our fathers. It was the perfect contract. Completely foolproof. Except for one unwritten rule that neither of us understood until it was entirely too late. *Don't fall in love.* Some hearts just refuses to follow orders

(Book #2 of the Sinners Of Dark Series) She was known for her beauty in the dark underworld of of New York, a seemingly docile angel in the form of a nightmare. He was ruthless, cold and far worse than the men she knew in the Cosa Nostra-His reputation alone sent chills through the city crime circles. I once thought marrying a made man would be the worst fate, but being drawn to one was far more treacherous. It was a debt to be settled, a price to be repaid. Sold in exchange for my cousin. My body, mind, and soul given to the most terrifying man ever known. A marriage born from violence and betrayal. I had expected an fifty-year-old boss who wanted my so-called purity in payment for his service, planning to keep up the facade of a fake smile and tight dresses yet I wasn't prepared for the six-foot tall, dangerously handsome pakhan, a man known for killing men with his bare hands. I hated him. Not just because he was lethal, but because he made my heart race, his low, gravelly voice sinking into my bones, offering me everything I knew I couldn't accept. - preview - "He was quiet for a second, pinning me with his intense gaze. "Don't go looking for trouble you can't handle." "How do you know what I can handle?" I shot back. He raised a brow in question. His voice was soft almost deceiving when he spoke. "You can't handle me, lisichka." "I haven't tried." "You won't get the chance."

Mariam was never supposed to be his. Forced into an arranged marriage to Sergei Morozov-Dmitri Volkov's ruthless second-in-command-she became a reluctant bride in a world ruled by violence and power. From the moment she stepped into his home, it was war. A battle of dominance, a clash of wills, a dangerous game where neither was willing to surrender. Sergei expected a submissive wife. Instead, he got a sharp-tongued, defiant woman who challenged him at every turn. But the more they fought, the more their fiery hatred burned into something else-something all-consuming. When danger strikes and enemies circle, Mariam and Sergei are forced to confront the truth neither of them is ready to face. In a world where loyalty is everything and betrayal is deadly, trust is the only thing that can save them. But trust has never come easy for them. And in the end, it just might destroy them both. A dark, steamy, enemies-to-lovers mafia romance with explosive chemistry, high stakes, and an antihero who will do anything to keep his wife.

Bound by Ember is a sizzling enemies-to-lovers novella set in the ruthless Crimson Vows universe. When Mikhail Ivanov, a cold and calculating Russian enforcer, is sent to take over the London branch of Wolf Logistics, he expects obedience-not a smart-mouthed assistant with a flair for sarcasm and zero respect for his authority. Stacey is everything Mikhail doesn't tolerate: defiant, loud, and impossible to ignore. What begins as a clash of power and wit soon spirals into something darker and far more dangerous. Behind closed doors, control becomes currency, dominance turns seductive, and the rules between them start to blur. But nothing stays hidden forever-not in a world where every look has weight, and every command carries consequences. Bound by Ember is a dark, spicy, and addictive ride-dripping with power play, razor-sharp banter, and the slow unraveling of two people who were never supposed to burn for each other.

Mia Collins wasn't looking for trouble when she arrived in a quiet Italian mountain town-she was looking for a fresh start. A simple life. A place where no one asked questions. Working at Caffè Ferraro, she keeps to herself, careful not to let anyone get too close. But Lorenzo Moretti sees what others don't. Silent. Watchful. Dangerous. Enzo is a man who's spent his life in the shadows, his hands stained with the kind of sins that can't be washed away. He shouldn't care about the wary-eyed waitress who flinches at loud noises and avoids conversations about the past. He tells himself he doesn't. Until the day he does. When Mia's past starts creeping closer, Enzo knows he should walk away. But the problem with men like him? Once they decide to protect something, they don't stop until the threat is gone. And Enzo has never failed a job. But Mia isn't a job. And this time, protecting what's his might cost him everything-including what little of his soul he has left. Some men are meant for violence. Some women are meant to run. And some loves are written in blood.

Nikolai Sokolov is the Bratva's coldest enforcer, a ruthless strategist known for his unwavering discipline and lethal efficiency. Captured and tortured in a brutal Romanian compound, he's forced into a state of vulnerability he's never experienced-until he's placed in the reluctant care of Dea, a broken woman who has spent the last three years enduring the cruelty of captivity. Silent, submissive, and utterly shattered, Dea lives in shadows, carefully obeying orders, her only goal survival. But beneath her fractured exterior is a quiet resilience, a lingering spark that even the worst torment hasn't extinguished. Bound together by circumstance and chains neither chose, Nikolai and Dea find themselves drawn into a fragile connection built on shared pain and cautious trust. As Nikolai regains his strength, he glimpses the hidden spirit beneath Dea's fearful compliance, igniting a determination to protect her at any cost-even if it means confronting his own brutal past. But freedom comes at a deadly price. As danger escalates, they must navigate the treacherous underworld where trust is rare, betrayal is lethal, and escaping means risking everything. In a world where chains bind more than flesh, Nikolai and Dea must discover if the strongest bonds are forged not through pain, but in the defiant hope found within each other.

In the shadowed world of power and betrayal, Dmitri Volkov rules with cold precision. As the head of a sprawling empire built on control and fear, he's used to being untouchable. But one fleeting glance at Katy Bennett-a struggling secretary drowning in overdue bills and hidden sorrows-threatens to unravel the control he's spent a lifetime mastering. Katy's life is a relentless cycle of survival, her every moment consumed by a desperate fight to keep her mother's care afloat. When her world collides with Dmitri's, she's thrust into a dangerous dance with the man who can destroy or save her with a single word. Drawn together by an undeniable force, Dmitri and Katy must navigate a web of treachery, where enemies lurk in every shadow, and love becomes both a weapon and a weakness. But when Dmitri's past resurfaces, bringing blood debts and bitter rivalries to their doorstep, the two must decide: can they survive together in a world that was never meant to let them? Love and loyalty clash with vengeance and power in this dark, intoxicating romance that will leave you breathless.

Natalia never meant to get tangled up with Ivan - the stoic, sharp-tongued man who seems allergic to both joy and conversation. She's chaos wrapped in sunshine; he's composure dressed in irritaion. But between shared silences, accidental confessions, and the occasional crisis involving cookies or late-night calls, the line between irritation and something softer begins to blur. Set against a backdrop of Russian winters, stubborn hearts, and quiet redemption, 'Must Be Lo-athe' is a slow-burn story about learning to understand and to be understood - even by the last person you expected. Editing started: Dec 08, 2025

Ilory Benson was an uninteresting introverted person, who didn't care about fitting anywhere but her little apartment, or in her books. Especially, in her well-respected family, and not many people knew the fact that she was the youngest daughter of a known personality in the Political World, now the Vice President of the US. People never bothered getting to know her and she didn't care, she was always behind the curtains and off the screen, while her four siblings were just as successful as her parents. Most of the time llory was invisible to people, but there was one particular person who avoided her like sugar on a diet. Her brother-in-law, Emmanuel Savelli. She had never let people's behaviour bother her, but if she could come close to hating anyone that would be him. Therefore, when a call in the middle of the night had her rushing to Washington she was in shock, the place and people she left for her peace of mind were now calling her. But this return brought a whole lot of responsibilities and immediate decisions. One of them particularly concluded on marrying Emmanuel which was also her sister's dying wish. To step in for the sixteen months old baby her sister left behind, after suffering because of Cardiovascular Disease. There are times when you make a decision and it turns out to be the worst or perfect decision of your life. It was time for Ilory and Emmanuel to make one.

A girl, haunted by her past was living in solitude. A man, running from his own demons. When their paths collide, the girl wants to run, but the guy is determined to chase after her aura. *** Aurora Ravenscroft was living her life in solitude, planning to continue like that. Her carefully laid plans changed drastically when her annoying neighbour's new roommate barged into her life. Phoenix Anderson was fighting his own demons, desperate to make a new life, a new man out of him by focusing on himself. But he became infatuated with the aesthetic enigma next door. Her aura held more anguish that he forgot his own misery. Will Aurora let go of her tragic past and allow Phoenix to teach her to rise from the ashes?