[PREVIOUSLY TITLED CHASING BACK ALLEYS] ❝Once a King, always a King.❞

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 𝐎𝐅 #𝐄 𝐍 𝐓 𝐖 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 "𝗕𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻.𝗕𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗹𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗹.𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱" ☆𝗔𝗮𝗱𝘃𝗮𝗻 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮 𝘅 𝗥𝗵𝗲𝗮 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗺𝘂𝗸𝗵☆ "Why won't you ever look at me the way you look at her?" Rhea whispers, her voice breaking. Aadvan's cold reply: "Because you're not the one." The pain in his voice betrays his words-Rhea realizes her love may never be enough, yet she can't walk away. ☆𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗮𝘃 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝘅 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗮 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮☆ "You don't know what you're walking into," he warns. "I'm not afraid of you," she responds, shaking but determined. Their love becomes a dangerous game, filled with hidden truths. ☆𝗦𝗶𝗱𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗞𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 𝘅 𝗔𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗮 𝗿𝗼𝗮☆ "You changed," she says, her hand trembling as it brushes his cheek. Despite wanting to push her away, Sidharth's passion for Aisha reignites as their kiss sweeps them into a whirlwind of lost time. ☆𝗦𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗲𝗿 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝘁𝗮 𝘅 𝗧𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗮 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗿𝗮☆ "I know I hurt you before," Sameer admits softly. "But I'm not that person anymore." Tanisha looks at him, her trust shaken. "I don't know if I can trust you," she replies. TROPES: Dark Romance Mafia Influence Age Gap Enemies to Lovers Forbidden Love Family Drama Tangled Lies Secrets and Betrayal Obsession Toxic Relationships

"He married her to punish her... not to love her." She was innocent - the daughter of the man who ruined his life. He was everything her father feared: powerful, vengeful, and morally grey. Trapped in a forced marriage, she thought she'd find a way to melt the monster behind his eyes. But he had no heart to give... only cold rage and secrets darker than the night. She wanted love. He wanted revenge. But sometimes, when fire meets innocence - the real war begins behind closed doors. A dark romance of obsession, trauma, and twisted fate. 18+ | Trigger Warnings: Toxic Relationships, Violence, Forced Marriage! Ur writer -- Anvi writes___

They were strangers bound by an arranged marriage neither of them wanted. She, a quiet dreamer who had secretly loved him for years. He, a pragmatic man who saw marriage as an obligation, not an emotion. For two years, they lived as roommates - her world revolving around him, and his life quietly orbiting her without realizing it. Until one night, a phone call could have changed everything - if only he had picked up. That night changed her. The woman who once waited for love now wanted freedom. But by the time he finally saw what she meant to him... she was already gone. And some mistakes take years to heal - even if love never really leaves.

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."

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

Twenty-one-year-old waitress, Hope, can only dream of living a better life. Keeping her little brother safe is her top priority no matter the cost to her own happiness. So when she meets Caleb, who seems too good to be true, her instinct is to resist - but what if he's the only one who can save her? ***** Hope is struggling to make up for her mother's absence and provide for her six-year-old brother. Enter: Caleb, who comes from money and lives a good life, but can't help feeling like there is something missing. Tired from a long day's work, he stumbles into the small café where Hope works. When fate gives him the opportunity to help his enigmatic waitress, he finds himself in a world where all that matters is saving Hope. But knowing that danger is on the horizon, would Hope let Caleb into her world? Content/trigger warning: This story mentions drug use and addiction. [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren T.

#BOOK 3 in HATE&LOVE SERIES "𝙈𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙠 𝙙𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙞, 𝙠𝙚𝙝𝙩𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙖 𝙟𝙤, 𝙐𝙨𝙠𝙚 𝙠𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙝." ~ 💖 ~ "You can't love a woman like me. A brothel dancer." "Don't you dare define yourself by your past. Tara. I love you." ~ 💖 ~ Tara Sharma is a dancer trapped in the golden cage of a brothel, her life swinging between grace and survival. With every step she takes, she hides a fire-a desperate longing to escape the shadows that chain her. But freedom comes with a price, and Tara knows all too well the risks of dreaming too big in a world that devours the vulnerable. Ekansh Ahlawat isn't your typical politician - he's the man who redefines power with grace. A visionary businessman and the future MLA of Haryana, Ekansh rules his world not through fear, but through respect. Ruthless in ambition, yet grounded in values, he's the kind of leader who believes in earning loyalty, not demanding it. His family, the Ahlawats, is known across Haryana for their dignity, honesty, and quiet strength. Together, they've built not just an empire of influence but a legacy of trust. To Ekansh, love has always been a luxury he never prioritized, a weakness he believed could cloud his clarity. But then came Tara - fierce, unpredictable, and everything his orderly world isn't. She challenges his calm, questions his control, and slowly turns the man who could win any war into someone willing to lose everything for her. Bound by a fake marriage and drawn together by forces they don't understand, their fragile connection begins to unravel under the weight of secrets. What truth about Tara shatters Ekansh's unshakable resolve? Will Tara find the freedom she yearns for, or will Ekansh's world consume her? In a story where nothing is as it seems, can love be the one thing strong enough to defy it all?

New York city, In the sterile white walls of a hospital room, Victoria Blackwell's world collapsed with a photo of her husband of five years - Henry Blackwell with another woman. She was more shattered when her son - Jude Blackwell chose that woman as his new Mom. Heartbroken, Victoria decided to give up both the marriage and motherhood. She faked memory loss, demanded a divorce, and walked away - determined to rebuild her life from the ruins. After Victoria's departure, Henry was stunned. The woman who once loved him unconditionally had transformed into someone unrecognizable - confident, composed, and untouchable. Now, Henry is desperate to win her back. Jude clings to memories of his mother's warmth and begs for her return. They both want her back. But Victoria has learned one thing the hard way: sometimes love isn't enough-especially when it costs you yourself.