*WAS DELETED AT 600K READS* Adriana Mancini I was raised to bite, not bow. So when they told me I was to marry Nikolas Volkov-heir to the Bratva, enemy to my blood-I didn't cry, I laughed. They thought they could tame me with diamonds and alliances. And for the first time in my life, I realized I didn't have a choice. As for him.. It's the eyes that speak to me. Blank but compulsive with secrets, empty yet dominating with control. Like stone. I wonder, is his heart made of it too? Nikolas Volkov After a bloody feud with the Cosa Nostra, I'm forced into an arranged marriage-to the one woman I can't control. Adriana Mancini. A hurricane in stilettos with venom in her smile. She tests my patience, taunts my power, and tempts my darkness. She thinks I won't ruin her just because she wears my ring. But this marriage was never meant to be peaceful. It was built for war.

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

When I was 9 I was kidnapped by someone dangerous, ever since then I vowed to myself I wouldn't let bad guys like that roam around the earth freely. 17 years later I'm now a lawyer and you guessed it, who is indeed prosecuting criminals. My father had left the mafia to keep our little family safe when I was born, but the real question is can we ever escape something were born in? My name is Isadora Morano and this is my story. The story of how the villain got the girl ----------- "Here I was thinking I would have to carry you down here myself" I say in a gruff tone "I am not hungry, I had a huge croissant and I don't need you-" "Sit down and eat before I come over there and stuff the food in your mouth, last thing I need is an outsider commenting on how thin you look as if being starved by me" I glare at her, we hold the gaze before she finally gives in. She walks over to where her plate is, which is to my right and I watch as she plops onto the seat making sure to show a little immaturity.

MATURE CONTENT +18 BOOK 2 Antonio had played Olivia since the first day they met...actually he had everything planned out before they even met. But because of some turns of events he was forced to not only play with her mind, but her emotions as well. He feed her lie after lie and as a foolish girl she ate it up happily. That is until she overheard that everything was a lie. "I still wonder...how could you be that good at pretending that you were in love with her?" Colt raised his eyebrows with a grin playing on his lips. The Devil smirked with his deadly, dark eyes that could swallow you whole. "When your audience is a foolish girl who believes in fairytales...it's pretty easy" Olivia had no choice than to leave Antonio, like he wanted. But what he didn't know was that Olivia was pregnant with his child.

He set fire to the world around him But never let a flame touch her. He was Ruthless, He was a sinner, He was a monster, He was evil, He was a heartless mafia leader feared by all. Until his world changed he seen something, something that made his heart beat, Did Carlo the devil finally fall for an angel? did he finally become soft for someone besides his mother and sister? He protected her in the shadows for a long time, will he be able to stay away from her?

Mafia Romance Book 1 of "The Veiled Desires" Series _______________________ 𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫? _______________________ They say to fear the Devil. They say to pray to God in hopes of keeping the Devil away. But they don't know that the Devil can hear their prayers too. They say there is only good and bad. They say there is both a Devil and a God. But what happens when only the Devil, two negatives of the same kind become one? Not knowing that the other is also a Devil? She has a high pitched voice everyday. 𝑇𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑎𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡. He wears suits. 𝑇𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑. She's famous to the world because of her dad. 𝑆ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑒. He is the most ruthless. 𝑂𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟 She never opens her heart. 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 _______________________ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 D𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰? _______________________ 18+, read trigger warnings. Tropes : Dark Romance Arranged Marriage Enemies to Lovers to Enemies to Lovers

Pain comes in many forms. Heartbreak, headaches, broken bones, and that quiet, soul-splitting kind that doesn't leave bruises. But the kind of pain I've witnessed goes beyond all that. Have you ever heard a man scream, really scream, as he's being beaten and his fingers broken one by one? I have. And as twisted as it might sound, in that moment, it felt... satisfying. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a psychopath. These people, they deserve it. In a world full of monsters, someone has to be worse. Someone has to be the shadow in the corner, the final judgment behind a red-drenched smile. That someone is me. Reanne Anderson. Twenty-four. Assassin for the Anderson family. Secret hacker behind their impenetrable systems but to most, I'm the Red Lady. I respect boundaries until someone crosses mine. Then I become a storm in heels, or combat boots, or whatever the hell I'm wearing that day. And then there's him. Lorenzo Russo. Twenty-eight. Newly crowned Don of the Russo family after his father was butchered by the Russian mafia. Lost his mother in the same bloodbath. He's cold, calculated and ruthless. He looks at people like he's already decided whether they're useful or dead. He's got the eyes of a man who's seen too much, felt too little, and trusts no one. Our paths were never supposed to cross. But war doesn't care about plans. He needed someone who could crack into encrypted systems. He needed a ghost. He got me. But sometimes, even in the darkest corners of the world, two dark souls might just bleed for each other.

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 I downed a shot of tequila, allowing the burning liquid to slide down my throat and settle in my stomach. I deserved to have some fun without boundaries. I poured a second glass and it disappeared as quickly as the first. Then came the third, fourth and fifth. Still I wasn't satisfied. My landlady was a bitch, I was fired and my boyfriend cheated on me. My nerves were shot to hell! My eyes lazily scanned the nightclub as I consecutively downed my sixth shot for the evening. Life's a bitch. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐨 I sat in the VIP section of the club, a glass of vodka in my hand as I watched the woman several yards away drowning herself in tequila. My lips curled in amusement. The red dress she wore showed a generous amount of cleavage, her ass was ripe and full, begging to be groped. She looked to be eighteen. I wondered what a pretty thing like her was doing in a place like this, drinking like there was no tomorrow. Not that it was any of my business. Women came, got laid and wasted in this nightclub every night. Nothing special to see here. "Muori figlio di puttana." I pulled the trigger on my gun and shot the Mexican in the head after he was caught stealing coke from my warehouse. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the walls and my designer suit. I tucked my gun back in my pocket and left the ally. "He killed a guy!" I shrieked as I turned to run away from there as fast as possible. Just as I was about to run back inside, a large hand clamped around my neck and I was pressed up against a rock solid chest. My jaw was caressed by - a gun!? "Going somewhere piccola?" a deep voice whispered in my ear. "Let me go, you sick twisted bastard!" I growled. "Feisty and a foul mouth. I like it," he chuckled. "You killed someone! I'm calling the cops!" I shouted. "Princess I own the cops," he said stroking my face. "and now I own you. Say goodbye to your old lif

One night, one mistake, one dangerous husband... and now she's trapped in a world of guns, passion, and a man who would burn it all for her. --- Claire Morgan never expected her one-night stand to turn into a marriage proposal-especially not from Aleksei, the cold, dangerous man every woman secretly fears and desires. She's just an ordinary woman, betrayed by a cheating boyfriend, until she's swept into Aleksei's world of crime, power, and scorching obsession. He's ruthless with his enemies, cruel with his words, and yet... he only has eyes for her. Even when his ex-beautiful, perfect, and everything Claire isn't-comes back, Aleksei makes it clear: his bride is the only one he wants.

Valentina struggles to keep her life together after giving birth to her son, and the baby's father is nowhere to be seen. Vincenzo 'Enzo' as they call him, is a ruthless mafia leader, but he feels like he is missing something. Someone. One fateful night, Valentina gets caught up hiding inside a store, as there is a robbery going on, and Vincenzo just happens to see her running out of the back door. Will Valentina trust him, or will she keep her walls built high?