Mia: I had one chance to run, So I took it. Drifting from one town to the next, never staying long enough to exchange a simple hello. That's how I've stayed alive this long. Until my ex finally has me back in his clutches. I think it's all over when he dumps my broken body inside an old trunk. I wait for the eternal darkness to greet me; instead I'm greeted by a devastatingly handsome angel. Only this angel has no desire to set me free. Levi: Watching my brother find the woman who was made for him has me anxiously awaiting the arrival of my own. However, finding her stuffed inside of an abandoned trunk isn't exactly what I had in mind. I don't mind rescuing her though, because she's mine. I'll save her from anyone, including herself. She belongs to me now. Mine to love, mine to cherish, and mine to rescue. She'll soon learn she's right where she's meant to be. This is part of a series. The first book can be found on my page (Protecting Her). Each book is a standalone with interconnecting couples. This series follows the Brooks brothers as they each find their destined soulmates. Each book is a different couple. WARNING: This book contains an over the top, possessive, alphahole. This is an insta-love story. For readers 18+ ONLY.

He wasn't just my best friend. He was my architect. Ela Miller is "clumsy." She's the girl who loses her keys, fails her bio-labs, and relies on her genius best friend, Liam Vance, to keep her world upright. When their parents leave them alone for a month during a record-breaking storm, Liam offers to teach her the "lessons" she's missed out on-how to kiss, how to touch, how to know a man. But as the rain pours, the "puppy-eyed" boy-next-door starts to slip. Every touch is too practiced. Every "accidental" encounter feels like a trap. And the security cameras in the house? They aren't for her protection. They're for his viewing. Ela thinks she's the teacher. She has no idea she's the prey. By the time the sun comes out, Liam doesn't just want her heart. He wants her name, her future, and every breath she takes. He's been planning this for twenty-one years. And he's tired of playing nice. He didn't become obsessed because he didn't understand love-he became obsessed because he thought he understood it too well. Growing up, he saw a kind of love that felt safe, constant, and complete, and somewhere along the way, he started believing that this was the only way life could feel whole. So when he met her, he didn't just see a person-he saw the possibility of recreating that same world. And slowly, without even realizing it, his love turned into something heavier... something that needed to hold on too tightly, just to feel secure. She wasn't unaware-she was just never taught to trust herself. Growing up, every decision was made for her, every mistake corrected, every thought quietly replaced by someone else's "better" way. So when he stepped in to guide her, it didn't feel like control... it felt familiar. He didn't take her independence away-she had never really learned to hold onto it in the first place. And when care starts to look like control, it becomes almost impossible to tell the difference.

"Last time I checked, I was your maid, Mr Russo." I whispered, fidgeting with my fingers, and he groaned as I turned to walk away, pulling me to him as his hands enveloped my neck. What the fuck!!! "Then why were your fingers between your legs as you moaned out my name huh??? seems you forgot that when you are in here, I know everything." He groaned, looking at me dead in the eyes, and I gasped, feeling my lower areas drenching. I wasn't supposed to be feeling this way. wasn't I?? He placed his hand on my neck, and I moaned softly. What the hell was wrong with me?? "Is that what good maids do?? Fantasize about their boss? Touching themselves like sluts they are??" He groaned out the question, and I clenched my thighs together. That voice... "Sir.. i..well.." I shook my head, responding to his question as my words failed me. "Ragazza sporca.." he whispered his Italian accent, slipping out as his fingers made their way to my inner thighs, prying my legs open. ********************************* Lorenzo Ferrari finds love in this book. After leaving for a mission with Russo to Russia, they rescue a girl, and not knowing what to do with her, Lorenzo makes her a maid. What happens when he finds himself attracted to this sexy maid with enchanting blue eyes. Angelina is in deep trouble, and she knows it. She knows what she feels is forbidden, but she can't help it fall for him.

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FIRST BOOK OF THE VELVET & VOWS SERIES ♟️❤️‍🔥! ------------------------ Isabella Romano left her parents with nothing but a dream. Years later, she is a famous fashion designer with her own luxury brand in New York. Power. Money. Success. She has it all. What she doesn't know... is that New York is owned by the mafia. And the man who controls it is Matteo Lorenzo Moretti. Their worlds should never collide. But when they do, there is no escape. Because Matteo never loses what belongs to him. And once he sets his eyes on Isabella... she becomes his obsession. ----------- "Dio, Isabella... guarda cosa fai a me." (God, Isabella... look what you're doing to me.) he murmured, my name falling from his lips like a warning and a confession at the same time. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly too tight. He lifted his hand, slow enough that I could've stepped back. I didn't. His fingers brushed my waist. Just barely. A ghost of a touch. But it lit every nerve in my body on fire. I exhaled shakily, my voice barely a whisper. "Matteo..." His jaw flexed. His eyes dropped to my lips. Heat rippled through the space between us. And then - completely undone - he whispered, "Fuck it." Before I even realized he'd moved, his mouth crushed against mine. The kiss hit me like a shock - fierce, hungry, weeks of tension igniting in one impossible explosion. His hand slid behind my neck, pulling me into him as if he'd been holding back a storm and finally let it break loose. ------------ #1 gunfights - 01/22/2026 - 01/25/2026 #1 fashiondesigner 01/25/2026 #1 badboy 01/25/2025

This book contains mature themes "And there Vincent was, between my legs, licking me senseless. His eyes were crazed, like he was about to devour me. Just the thought of that push me closer to my finish." She was never meant to see his work. He was never meant to let anyone in. Jade's life is loud, curated, and easy on the surface. Art class is just another requirement - until she's paired with Vincent Calder, the quiet boy who disappears into empty rooms and draws like he's stripping people bare. What starts as tutoring turns into something far more dangerous: being truly seen. Vincent doesn't draw what people want to show. He draws what they hide. And when Jade stumbles across the side of his art no one else has ever seen, the lines between subject and artist begin to blur. Slow burn. Intimate tension. Unspoken desire. This is a story about restraint, vulnerability, and the moment you realise someone is looking at you differently than anyone ever has before. Updates twice weekly!

The mention of his name is enough to bring all who know him to their death bed. He is the Don of the Italian Mafia, one man feared by many. He has led with an iron first fist, but what will happen when he meets the one woman who will bring out a side of him he never knew existed? What will he do when his own mother has sworn to rather be dead than have him be with a woman below her standards? She is innocent, lovely and a friend to all. She lives in her own little fairytale world where everyone is nice and good. What will happen when she falls in love with the Don of the Italian mafia? How will she survive in their world where everyone has a hidden agenda and do not all mean well? Will she learn to survive in his world and lead with him, or will she choose her life and safety "If looks could kill, I am sure Marco would be dead by now. Relax Andro, she is not yours" "You are wrong Matteo, she became his the moment he set eyes on her" 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 ©All Rights Reserved

Harper lives a quiet life off the grid, dedicating her days to running a remote animal rescue sanctuary in the mountains. She has a gift for rehabilitating the most broken, aggressive strays. But during a violent winter storm, she finds something that isn't just a stray dog. It's a massive, terrifyingly large pitch-black wolf, bleeding out in the snow from silver bullet wounds. Against all logic and survival instincts, Harper drags the lethal beast into her cabin to save its life. What Harper doesn't know is that her "big grumpy dog" is actually Ryker, a ruthless and feared Supreme Alpha who was ambushed and betrayed by his own pack. Trapped in his wolf form while his body slowly heals, Ryker finds himself entirely at the mercy of this fragile, sunshine-filled human. He should leave. He should return to his territory to exact his bloody vengeance. But as Harper tenderly bandages his wounds, feeds him by the fire, and defends him from the winter cold, the lethal Alpha realizes the impossible: this ordinary human is his fated mate. When the traitors finally track Ryker's blood trail to the peaceful sanctuary, they think they are walking into an easy kill. They don't realize that the "stray" they are hunting is ready to burn the entire world to the ground to protect the girl who saved him.

Eisha Singh, a 19 year old 1st year Arts student. she has joined one of the best colleges of Bangalore. Abhay Singh Rathore, a 30 year old single dad who is a professor and is the most dangerous mafia. Everyone sees him as one of the handsome,good looking,rude,cold hearted man. No one knows about him being a ruthless mafia. what will happen when he will become obsessed with a girl who is 11 years younger than him? He will make her his no matter even if he has to cage her forever. She is an angel He is a devil she loves him He is obsessed with her Tropes:- Grumpy*Sunshine professor*Student Sensitive fl*hot tempered ml Childish*Mature Innocent fl*Over possessive ml Forbidden love obsessed ml with capital O Mafia Billionaire Single dad Age gap(11 years) Dark romance

WARNING! MATURE AND SEXUAL CONTENT "No! I c-can't take t-this a-anymore" Emma begged but her husband Viktor was not in the mood to listen, he was very angry that she was talking to Aiden and let him touch her. He just came inside her but this horny ass didn't stop his brutal punishment "Miles to go before we sleep sweetheart" he husked sexily unable to control himself, he rammed himself without warning, which made her arch her back and moan loudly.