**repost of the authors original story!!! Dalaric "Ricky" Mikael was known for two things; being the country's best assassin, and being a silent brute. His demons enveloped him in darkness, and he saw no light at the end of any tunnel. Until a girl- who's weird and wears nothing but a pair of black jeans and t-shirts that are too big for her, called him pretty.

*NOT FULLY EDITED* Adelyn Laurent; the only child to the rulers of the French Mafia. Treated nothing less than a princess her whole life, she dreamt of travelling the world, escaping her father's strict gaze and starting her very own French Patisserie. That is until an arranged marriage forces her to settle and give up on her chances of freedom. Luca De Santis; the heir to the Italian Mafia. Getting everything he wanted since birth, defying him is not option, and Adelyn is no exception. Star-struck with his wife's beauty even before wed, Luca is the first person to see through her princess act, and is willing to give her the world, if only she'll accept. ---- "Don't try and fight me Adelyn" he chuckles, "you want me on your side, not your enemies' side" "Oh is that so?" I say dryly He leans closer to me, "Tesoro I can give you the moon and the stars" I turn around and meet his eyes, my voice barely a whisper; "But I don't want that" // Reached #1 in French Reached #1 in Italian Reached #1 in MentalHealth Reached #1 in PrincessTreatment Reached #1 in Alliance Reached #1 in Promise Reached #2 in Rich Reached #2 in Slowburn

It took the Beasts mere weeks to overthrow the human government and eliminate most of the population. Those who survived were put into slavery, forced to spend their lives serving the royal families and wealthier Beasts. Adeline has been a servant for the royals for as long as she can remember. It's hard work, but she feels lucky to be born and raised in King Richard's kingdom. He's a kind ruler, and his humans are often treated well. King Heloix, on the other hand, is known for his ruthlessness. He has little tolerance for his fellow Beasts, and even less for humans. Rumors are that his servants are often killed as punishment for even the smallest mishaps, and to survive even a year while working for him is an accomplishment. When Adeline is transferred to King Heloix's castle, it takes him only seconds to recognize who she is to him. Will he accept her as his mate or reject her existence? ⚠️THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND TRIGGERING THEMES⚠️

Everyone expected the quiet princess to die. The tyrant king had buried wives before, and the fragile girl forced to marry him was supposed to become just another forgotten tragedy. But the soft-spoken queen does something no one expected. She survives. While the court fears the monster on the throne, she remains beside him calm, gentle, and far stronger than anyone realizes. At first, the king tells himself she is simply useful. Her mind is sharp. Her kindness dangerous in a palace built on cruelty. And kings protect what is useful. But the longer she stands beside him, the more the kingdom begins to notice something unsettling. The tyrant who trusted no one now watches her like she is the most valuable thing in his world. His words remain cold. His temper still deadly. But everyone can see the truth the king refuses to admit. The monster on the throne has fallen in love. And the quiet queen who was supposed to die has learned something even more dangerous The only way anyone could ever hurt her... Is by surviving the king who would burn kingdoms to the ground to protect what belongs to him. (Book 1 )

"Fine," she said. "If you won't take me seriously like this, I'll go put on my mafia outfit." Sloane squinted at her. "Your what?" "My mafia outfit." Before either of them could stop her, Lila jumped off the bed and ran out of the room. ____ Three minutes later, Lila came back. And Blair nearly spat out her coffee. Because apparently, "mafia outfit" meant she had dressed entirely in black-black cargo pants, a black long-sleeve shirt, black socks, and... Sunglasses. Inside. At breakfast time. Lila stood in the doorway like she had just stepped out of the world's least threatening action movie. "Well?" Sloane looked at her for a long moment. Then at Blair. Then back at Lila. "...No." Lila frowned. "What do you mean no?!" "I mean you look like a twelve-year-old trying to rob a gas station."

The Final Act is a dark psychological crime novel about a girl who is stolen, and refuses to be softened by it. Ary was never meant to be anyone's baby. She grew up feral around the edges, raised on neglect, addiction, and instability, learning early that love was temporary and survival was loud. She drank, smoked, disappeared for days at a time, and answered to no one because no one had ever stayed long enough to matter... Until she's taken. Kidnapped, Trafficked, and sold, not to freaks or perverts, but to them. Apollo and Chiara Mancini: a powerful Italian mafia couple married for over twenty years, bound by loyalty, blood, and loss. They had four beautiful little boys, all of which were nearly grown and out of the nest.... But something was missing. And after decades of miscarriages and buried grief, they acquire what the world denied them of: a daughter. What they get instead is a storm. Ary is sharp-mouthed, volatile, and openly defiant. She doesn't want their rules, their protection, or their version of care. She doesn't want a "mommy" or a "daddy." And she sure as hell doesn't want to be molded into the obedient little girl Chiara once dreamed of. But the Mancinis don't give choices...they give expectations. Now trapped in a gilded cage of discipline, surveillance, and forced affection, Ary must decide whether she'll bend to the life being imposed on her... or resist it and endure the consequences. In a world where love and punishment blur, The Final Act asks a brutal question: What happens when a girl who refuses to be owned is claimed anyway?

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭 - 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰-𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘈𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘕𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘮𝘢𝘯 - 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺, 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 19 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺? 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦?

Dakota: I ran the moment I turned twenty-one. Not because I was reckless. Not because I was ungrateful. Because staying would have killed me. My family called it love. I called it survival. They dressed me up, paraded me, whispered filth about me when they thought I couldn't hear. Treated me like something to be traded. Used. Owned. So I left. No plan. No protection. Just hope. The night of the ball was supposed to be a fresh start. Chandeliers like fallen stars, music floating through silk and champagne. For the first time, I felt almost free. Then I felt his eyes. He stood across the ballroom like sin given a body. Black hair, sharp jaw, broad shoulders that filled his suit perfectly. Green eyes that didn't look-they measured. They owned. When he looked at me, I should have been afraid. Instead, I felt chosen. Dangerous felt safer than going back home. ⸻ Ashton: I don't believe in coincidence. I believe in opportunity. I went to that ball to secure alliances, smile at men I despise, remind my family I am no pawn. They want obedience. Quiet. A wife who keeps me exactly where they want me. I don't do obedience. Then I saw her. Brown hair down her back, soft eyes too soft for a room like that. Five-foot-five of light in a world of wolves. She didn't belong. Which meant she belonged to me. She looked at me like I wasn't a monster. Her first mistake. I'm not a good man. Men twice her size fear me. My own family watches me like I'm a loaded weapon. But she didn't flinch. She smiled. God help her, she smiled. I need a wife. Someone untouched by my family's poison. Someone I can marry fast, claim faster, and use as a shield. She needs protection. I took her. Cold. Clean. She thinks I saved her. She doesn't know she's just stepped into a cage far worse than the one she ran from.

"I fear I still do not have a name to match the beauty before me." He began. "Must that always be the only thing you wish to know?" She sighed heavily, looking over to her right where the king and queen sat on their thrones, watching the couple with hopeful stares. Two fingers under her chin brought her attention back to him and despite the mask blocking her view of his brow, she could see the spark of fire in his eyes, "I have plenty of time to know you, my love." He smirked, "as I said, I tend to take the things I want." "You can not steal a woman." Katerina spoke confidently, "Her heart may be locked away." Prince Alexander lowered his lips to the shell of her ear, each syllable tickling her skin, "Tell me where to find it then." ~•~•~ After the death of the queen, the king, overcome by sadness, begins to lust after his own daughter who is an exact replica of her mother. He plans to marry her but she manages to stall the wedding long enough to be able to escape. After escaping from her home and her grotesquely deranged father with three dresses and a cloak made of every pelt in the royal forest, she is lost. Taking refuge in a hollow tree she doesn't realize she has wandered into another King's territory... Warning: When the story begins a disturbing theme of potential sexual assault is mentioned, but this is not the main or entire plot of the story. The main female lead is 20 years old and the main male lead is 22-25. It is not clearly outlined in the novel I don't think. This is based on a fairy tale. Started: 2/5/21 Completed: 3/12/24 #1 fairytale #forcedrelationship #grimmbrothers

"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss" ❦ Avelina makes her money by taking care of those who can't take care of themselves. When she is handed a case about a man who had needed a personal caregiver, she accepts. One thing Avelina never anticipated was the dangerous lifestyle he lived. Not only that, but she didn't expect for him to be so incredibly good-looking. Adrik Zolotov, the Russian mobster that everyone called "Mad Hatter". His insanity and crave for blood left him the most feared man of all. All he wanted was power and those around him to fear him. For a man recently diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome, everyone believed him to be emotionally incapable of ever loving anyone. . . Imagine their surprise when he meets Avelina. ❦ "Mr. Zolotov, I have to make sure you bathe before I leave. It's apart of my jobs protocol," she said softly. The truth was that he made her feel nervous. There was so much coldness and evil in his eyes, it left a chill to run down her spine. "Fine," he stated before walking over to his bathtub. Her eyes followed his movements as he pulled off his shirt causing her to lick her lips and quickly look away. She could hear the sound of more clothes falling onto the ground until the sound of water running littered her eardrums. "You assist when asked, isn't that right?" He asked. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see that he had already gotten into the shower. "Yes," Avelina answered. "Bathe me." ❦ Dangerously far from cliché