Her anchor. Her solace. Her Husband. He is the stillness in her whirlwind. Nikolai Adrian Petrov, the supreme head of the wicked Bratva brotherhood in Russia, a notorious strategist of the Cosa Nostra, and an emotionally detached, and manipulative lawyer. Everyone envied him for the power he held, and the mystery that clung to him like a second skin. Behind closed doors, he built empires from shadows, orchestrating chaos. He embraces twisted and cunning behavior. He wore control like a tailored suit. Some said he had no heart. Others believed he buried it long ago beneath layers of logic and ice. No one dares and want to cross paths with him; it's a cold embrace of oblivion. The grave they won't escape. His life. His haven. His Wife. She is the calm in his chaos. Svetlana Katerina D'Bianchi, a former successful super model and a hobbyist artist. She's an alluring and decisive woman. She makes her own rules, makes her own way and makes no apologies. She knows what she wants and how to tame it, when to work the angles and when to work her curves. Yet, all of that was cruelly snatched from her by her devious husband. · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · They married not for love, but for reasons unclear, Two lives intertwined, yet distant, sincere. No passion, no warmth, no promises spoken, Just quiet routines and hearts left broken. But time, like the seasons, has its own way, And where there was nothing, something began to stay. A bond slowly grew, soft and undefined, Love blossomed, though hesitant, hard to find. Then fate turned cruel, its hand so cold, Shattering what once had begun to unfold. Blame took root where once hope had bloomed, And silent hearts in bitterness loomed. Years passed in shadows, both trapped in their grief, Wounds left untended, no relief. Until a whisper came, with quiet despair-A truth so fragile, a truth laid bare. Time, once endless, now runs thin, Can love survive, or is this the end?

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."

He croaks his head and his winning expression makes me think I said something wrong, something to give him the upper hand. „So you took that as an insult, huh? Or were you rather disappointed?", the corners of his lips twitch, almost making him smile and he looks down at me, challengingly. „What? No! Of course I wasn't-" „That's it, isn't it?", he interrupts me and steps closer, if that was even possible. Suddenly he lifts his hand and pushes my chin upwards, ever so gently, so I'm looking right in his eyes, „you wanted me to say... what exactly? That's the reason you came to me when Theo wouldn't leave you alone as well, right? You wanted to be close to me." I wanted to be close to him? He was the one practically pinning me against the wall right now. I press my right pointy finger into the bare skin of his chest, pushing him away from me with it. „I've said it to you once, Nikolai, and I'll say it one more time so even you can comprehend it. You're. Not. That. Damn. Important. Not everyone wants to be close to you. Not everyone cares for you attention. Not everyone, and certainly not me!" And with that I brush past him, not turning around when walking away. I hurry around a corner, until I'm out of his sight. Only then do I allow myself to slow down. Only then do I allow myself to breathe. Only then do I allow myself to touch the part of my jaw where his hand had traced my skin. ~~~ June Lockwood loves to win. Nikolai Coleman cannot afford to loose. When the two of them meet at Everlance Academy, the most elite boarding school for competitive athletes in all of England, it's like stars colliding. It is yet to be discovered whether they will send sparks flying or cause an explosion with irreversible consequences.

❝𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐅𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒❞ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍, everything she does, she does ot for revenge and her mother's legacy. @Stella Michailidi Second generation fanfiction Devil's Night Series 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓®2023

𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐀 & 𝐄𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛:- She lay on the desolate ground, bleeding from her wounds. Her face, once radiant, was now covered with grime. Her lips, once rosy, were now bruised. The perpetrator's handprints marked her body, a cruel reminder of the violence she had endured. Her eyes, full of pain, met his with gratitude. He sprinted to her and embraced her, feeling her fragile body in his arms. She murmured, "You made it," before she lost consciousness. He felt his world collapse as her eyes closed. "I'm so sorry, baby," he cried, his voice choked with emotion. "I'm sorry I failed you." He held her still body and wept, his tears mixing with the dirt and blood on her face. He knew that he would never forget this moment, that it would haunt him for the rest of his life. ───༻❁༺─── Join me through an unusual love story of two people destined to be together. Their tale is intertwined with shadows of the past, pain, and revelations of truth, all haunting them throughout their journey.

Not everyone gets a fairy-tale life, but all I sought for is a life. When I thought it couldn't get any worse he barged into my mind, thoughts, and life. All I can do is watch as he plays with my life like I'm his favourite doll. Just when I thought my life was turning better, I was thrown into a horrible nightmare from which I wouldn't wake up.

And then she found them, her home.

I fell in love with the utmost beauty of you,the deepest truth of you...yet I was never noticed. ____________________________________________________________________________________ Jai easily accepted he loves his best friend, slowly falling deeper into the feelings. Feeling swoons and what not. First crush hits different,right? Especially when your crush is your bff and you got to know he has a crush too,who is not you and little did you always knew it was never gonna be you. Either you have to erase the feelings or keep hurting for the rest of your life. But life wants you miserable,and now you are worse than that. Would Jai ever get over or will fall in the void deeper and alone. This is how it feels to love your best friend. TW: includes smut, smoking and very poorly written ( &so many grammatical mistakes so feel free to correct and teach me ). Plus, English isn't my first language so this is going to be a disaster, I can not even speak my first language properly so yeah, this sure will be one :). COMPLETED‼️‼️

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Shatter me x Twisted series fanfic The foursome of shatter me travel across universes into another book.. one that's quite different from their own. They encounter and befriend the Twisted group with unexpected guests and go through a series of events together until they are able to travel back.... Shatter me series by Tahereh Mafi Twisted series by Ana huang Cruel prince by Holly black