𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 ---- Celeste Costelle fled France with many unresolved problems that have been catching up with her lately. Even when she's made an infamous name for herself with the help of the Irish mafia, the assassin can't seem to outrun her past and so she ends up right into the hands of her enemy. Dante Alessi became the youngest capo of the Italian-American mafia after his parents got assassinated. Now, seven years later he finds out that the Irish mafia are recreating the poison that killed his parents. He's standing before piles of unanswered questions, and when the one person that has been nothing but a nuisance to him for years shows up at his doorstep, he might finally get some answers. Follow the story of two people who were thrown head first into lives of violence and crime as their pasts and futures intertwine ---- - 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 - 𝙀𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 - 𝘼𝙜𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙥 - 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙮 - 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩

𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 & 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀. Previously tiltled: His Monstrous Touch. I never thought my world would crumble at the hands of a man like Alessandro Rossi; a monster draped in silk suits and ruthlessness. One moment, I was Yasenia Fraga, daughter of the powerful Galician mafia Don Juan Fraga, and the next, I was dragged into a war I never asked for. Alessandro didn't just kidnap me, he aggressively took over my life. He ripped me from my peaceful life and thrust me into his darkness, forcing me to marry him to secure his family's grip on my father's territory. To him, I'm nothing more than a bargaining chip, a way to tighten his stranglehold on Galicia. But Alessandro doesn't realize that breaking me will cost him more than he expects. Under all that cruelty lies a sick obsession, one that seeps into every look, every touch, every promise of destruction. He's ruthless, controlling, and heartless, yet something darker stirs between us, something neither of us can deny. In his world, love doesn't exist, only power. And if I want to survive, I'll have to decide if I'll fight him, or let myself be consumed by him. Because one thing is clear; whether I want it or not, I am his. And in his eyes, I always will be. 🔞 #1 - mafiaboss #1 - guns #1 - secrets #5 - forcedmarriage #10 - enemiestolovers #7 - possessive #13 - drama #2 - guns

Turn up the Hot Wattpad Energy: Read big, win bigger 🔥 Ready to feel the heat? ☀️ From November 10-16, every minute you read turns up your chances to win: 🎯 30 mins = 1 entry to win 30 Coins 🎯 60 mins = 1 entry to win 60 Coins 🎯 120 mins = 1 entry to win 120 Coins 15,000 winners will bring the energy home. Start reading and see how hot it gets. 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 in the "Bloodlines & Ashes" series (Can be read as a stand-alone) HER A mystery. So very complicated. An enigma. A puzzle with so many missing pieces. Add one of the above ingredients into my plate and call me intrigued. Enter him. He is all of them and more...much more. He claims to be a monster. He doesn't believe in redemption. He is too vague and too dark for me to read. But it's my job now. To help him, figure him out, to find all of his missing pieces, arrange them together and finally obtain the final picture. It's my job, to find his deepest darkest secret. It's my job, to unravel the beast he claims to be and finally see the man behind. HIM Lost. I've been lost for way too many years. I thought it was over. I wanted it to be over. I had nothing to live for anymore. I've killed, I've destroyed and obliterated. It was enough. My role in the story should've ended there. I was too big of a monster to be tamed. Too dangerous to be kept alive. Enter her. Too loud. Too obnoxious. Too naive. Innocent, so very innocent. So intent on aiding me, redeeming me. She is unaware, she is opening a door that was shut down with a broken lock. I am scared. Terrified even. She is too white against my inner darkness. Too pure to be tangled with the devil living within me. We don't mix. We should never mix. Instead of pulling me out of that room, she might just get herself stuck inside as well. She wants to unravel the beast and meet the man behind, but I am scared that if she succeeded, she'll find nothing behind.

The Deep End is the 2nd book in the DeLuca Mafia Series. (Dive In is the 1st). 🖤 Riot DeLuca captures the attention of someone unexpected. He hides her away from his family and keeps her to himself. They grow closer the longer she's in his care and Riot becomes anxious at what will happen when Giovanni finds out. His secret unfolds in front of him before he can stop it and he knows what he has to do even if it guts him. (Trigger warning: mature content, physical and mental abuse, detailed torture, knife play, blood play, rape, degradation, humiliation, MM, DP, DVP, edging, captor/captive, MMF)

*WARNING: RATED MATURE DUE TO LANGUAGE/SEXUAL CONTENT. READERS MUST BE 17+* *CANNOT be read without reading prior novels in series* Asher Pryce hides behind a wall of secrets he's spent most of his life building up. How else is the adopted child whose birth parents run a drug cartel supposed to fit in? He's notorious for his overconfident swagger and total lack of patience for bullshit - a master of masks. The one thing in his life he can't fake? His feelings for his best friend's twin sister. When she returns back home after eight years of living in another city, Asher is ready to take their lifelong friendship to another level. Of course, life has rarely worked in his favour. Between the letters his birth parents keep sending him, a run-in with an old enemy that's out for his blood, and his responsibility to protect his adoptive parents from his fucked up birth family, he would only be putting the woman he loves in danger. He may make his living as a fighter but this is one fight he's destined to lose. Right? Aria Hunter has gotten pretty good at faking it until you make it. After getting through an abusive relationship and fleeing to another city Aria is ready to return home years later. Everything has changed, including her relationship with her best friend. There's a constant magnetic pull between them and Aria feels their intense chemistry with every touch and look Asher steals from her. Gone is the once scrawny and irritable ten-year-old boy replaced by a cocky and assertive man that's way too hard to resist. But his looks aren't the only thing that changed about him. When Asher finds himself part of his birth parent's crowd once again, Aria knows this only means trouble. The more she fights to keep him safe, the harder it is to hide how she feels about him. Maybe their feelings for each other just aren't meant to be realized. After all, falling for your best friend is just a cliché. Right? All rights reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 pooled at the eyes of the seductress in front of me. ❝You still hate me?❞ The poison in my heart moaned as I bottomed out in her, her wetness tightening around me. ❝Of course I do- fuck! Right there!❞ She cried out, biting her lip to quiet her moans, trying her hardest to deprive me of that soul quenching satisfaction. I gently tug at her bottom lip with my thumb, releasing her lip from her teeth, wanting to hear every cry come from that pretty mouth. ❝That pussy of yours says otherwise❞ I moan, repeatedly slamming in and out of her, basking in her seductive aura, feeling myself crumble from her touch. ▂▂▂▂▂ What occurs when two fundamentally different worlds intersect but relate to one another more than anticipated? These two kingdoms will do more than clash when an aspiring mafia boss and the Boss/Daughter of one of the most powerful drug lords in history come into contact. Their lives will twist, turn, and even collapse trying to keep a tight grasp on one another. What happens when one of the most lethal pairings, power, and lust, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐞? 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟏/𝟐𝟗/𝟐𝟑 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟎𝟐/𝟐𝟎/𝟐𝟒 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: - #𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 - #𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 - #𝟕 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐰𝐰𝐦

18+ | Angel and demon brought together by accident. Sparks fly and moans reverberate through their bedroom but...neither one knows who they are to each other and what that means for them. A deep secret lingers beneath, both of them oblivious to the consequences once it surfaces. *** "Oooff fuck..." I heard her pronounce, almost delirious myself, "Fuck, this feels so good da-" She quietly cut herself off but I didn't miss it. No way was Isla into this, no way did I fucking land this perfect angel. "Say it...call me by that name." I whispered in her ear. She hesitated and slowed down but I encouraged her again, "Come on baby girl...don't hold back. Say it." I leaned her back into me and her head fell onto my shoulder and I saw her eyes squeezed shut and crimson lips open, heavenly sounds escaping her throat. "I want to hear you say it, moya devochka...call me by that name." "Daddy! " She finally pleaded. "Your big cock feels so good, daddy." **** ‼️This book will be taken off Wattpad on Nov 14 and uploaded to Kindle Unlimited/Amazon on Nov 15‼️ #1 in slowburn [25/02/2024] #1 in darkmafiaromance [25/09/2024] #1 in russianman [18/02/24] #1 in drama romance [25/03/2024] #1 in badboyxgoodgirl [24/05/2024] #1 in mobboss [07/11/2024 #2 in bdsmrelationship [14/03/2024] #2 in daddy [28/03/2024] #2 in adult fiction [23/04/2024] #3 in hot [15/02/24] #3 in spicy [19/05/2024] #3 in russian mafia [15/09/2024] #7 in daddysgirl [13/03/2024] #8 in lust [08/04/2024] **** ‼️This is an ADULT novel, only 18+. There is light bdsm, Dom/sub mention, CNC, don't report me, I warned you!!! ❤️ [MATURE CONTENT 18+] Mafia affiliation, explicit sexual content, CNC kink, bsdm relationship, profanity, mention and description of murder and torture, mention of torture and rape, dubious consent, violence, etc. as

"You want a job here, Victoria?" He asks quietly, and I swallow beneath his grip. It was hard for me to breathe- much less speak. Fear spills throughout my body at the sudden realization that Nico could completely crush my windpipes if he wanted to. One squeeze and my life will be over. He brings me closer to his face and I freeze when his thumb slides down the side of my neck. It startles me, causing my heart to thrash restlessly against my ribcage. "Consider yourself hired." Head tilted, he looks at me closely. "You just signed your life away to me. I hope it was worth it." •••

"What would you like me to play; The violin or your pussy?" • • • He lived on the street. They called him a tramp. He slept with trash and found his meals in the garbage. Nobody knew who he was. Melody knew the moment she met him, something about him was off. Something about him was missing. Impassive and unpredictable, he always lurked around, his hulking figure a wandering question mark on the streets of New York. But give him a violin and watch him play...