1st In #dark 2026 May 26 "Going somewhere, sweetheart?" I spun around and ran the other direction-straight into Soren, who caught me around the waist with a laugh. "Gotcha, marshmallow." "Let GO-" He spun us, and suddenly I was facing the opposite direction, and Riven was there, and they were on either side of me, and I could feel the heat radiating off both of them like a wall. "This way," Riven said softly, his hand finding the small of my back and guiding me forward. Not grabbing. Not forcing. Just... directing. Like I didn't have a choice. Because I didn't. They herded me through the mansion like sheepdogs with a wayward lamb-Soren on my left, Riven on my right, their hands barely touching me but their presence inescapable. Every time I tried to veer off course, they closed the gap, subtle and seamless, until we reached the one room I'd been hoping to avoid. Ezren's study. The door was already open. Warm light spilled out into the dark hallway, and inside, Ezren sat behind his massive desk, his fingers steepled, his gray eyes watching me with the kind of patience that was far more terrifying than anger. Kael stood by the window, his expression unreadable. "Sit her down," Ezren said quietly. They did. Soren guided me into the leather chair across from Ezren's desk, and Riven moved to stand behind it, his hands resting on the back of the chair-on either side of my head, caging me without touching. I was surrounded. "Now," Ezren said, his voice calm and measured. "Would you like to explain why you're communicating with a boy we explicitly told you to stay away from? Or should I just check your phone myself?" "It's none of your business who I text-" "It is literally our business." He leaned forward. "You are our business, Lavana. Every person you talk to. Every place you go. Every breath you take. That is not up for debate." "That's psychotic!" "That's protection." "That's obsession."

One innocent bright woman. Five cruel dark men. • • • "You fucking liars!" I stood in the middle of the room, "you-you all promised, you fucking lied!" sobbed loudly, stepping back as Giovanni started stepping forward, "No, stay the fuck away!", I tried running to the door, which made Giovanni grab my waist, pinning me against him, making me stare at everyone, holding my chin up. "Sweetheart, I only want to see you cry tears of pleasure", Xavier said, staring at me as I trashed in Giovanni's arms, "don't you enjoy cuddling us, Maevey", Romeo smiled softly as I whimpered. "Yeah baby, don't you enjoy cuddling us" Vincenzo smiled softly as Romeo, making me scream at the top of my lungs, "Shh, amore" Giovanni whispered in my ear. "You-you said you'd let me go" Giovanni rested his chin on top of my head as I cried like a bitch, "did we really?", Niccold muttered, finally standing up along the others, "Y-yes!" They all chuckled, Xavier already grabbing the handcuffs from his back pocket, along with my collar, "we never said we'd let you go", Giovanni grabbed the handcuffs from Xavier, locking my hands behind my back, Xavier putting the collar around my neck. "You're ours. Only. Fucking. Ours!".

𝒀𝒆 𝒋𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒌𝒊𝒍 𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒌𝒐, 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒉𝒂 𝑰𝒔𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒖 𝒌𝒚𝒂 𝒕𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒌𝒐 𝑻𝒐𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒈𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒍, 𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒓 𝒏𝒂 𝒋𝒖𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒈𝒂 𝑰𝒔𝒔𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒎𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒌𝒐~★ || 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 || 🪖🎖 🎗𝐄𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚🎗 To the world, she was just another student. To him, she was a shadow-the girl who watched him from across the classroom but never found the courage to speak. She convinced herself that her feelings were a one-way street, a secret she would carry until the day she graduated and walked away forever. Years later, the shy schoolgirl is gone. In her place stands a woman of steel: Lieutenant. She survived the grueling drills of the NDA to prove she was more than her past. She thought she had finally outrun the ghost of her first love. But the army has a funny way of bringing you face-to-face with your greatest weakness. ​As she reports for duty at a restricted elite camp, she finds herself saluting the one man she never wanted to see again. He isn't just a soldier anymore; he is the Commanding Senior, the man who holds her career-and her heart-in his hands. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑯𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒏. ★★★ Dive into the story. thank you 🧸🌷

The global phenomenon has arrived! Streaming globally now on Prime Video. Dive into exclusive English translation of Spanish story with over 110M reads. --- Halsey, a cheerful optimist, and Luke, a guarded cynic struggling with trauma and addiction, seem like opposites who should never fall in love, but they do. As Halsey tries to help Luke heal from his painful past, their relationship brings him hope and happiness. Then life takes an unexpected turn, testing whether love can truly overcome deep scars-or if some wounds are too much to heal. An international bestseller about love, trauma, addiction, and the impact these have on relationships-now in English! Translated by Mark Harris

"You wrote about monsters like you understood them, little dove. You gave them rules, you gave them boundaries, and you thought you were safe hiding behind a fake name and a computer screen. You weren't safe. You were bleeding out a map right to my front door. I spent three years awake in the dark, swallowing your words like religion, because you wrote the exact kind of violent, fucked-up madness that already lives in my bones. You didn't invent the villain, Amy. You summoned him. So go ahead. Hide in your quiet little house. Lock your doors. Put a whole ocean between us. But when I cross it and tear those walls down, I'm not asking for the next chapter. I'm going to lock you in the dark with the real thing, and I am going to love you until you can't remember how to write a happy ending without me in it." - Cole Blain To the world, Amy Mae Williams is a ghost. A quiet, terrified girl hiding in the UK, writing filthy, morally black romance novels to survive her own grief. To Cole Blain, she is the only reason he hasn't completely lost his mind. Cole is a Montana rancher and former Army Specialist who hasn't slept a full night since he was ten years old. He operates on a frequency of violence that makes real psychopaths sweat. During his darkest deployments, he devoured Ava's books. He didn't just read them; he recognized himself in the violent, obsessive men she created. He knows her pen name. And now, he knows her real one. When her editor mysteriously vanishes, Amy is forced out of hiding and across the ocean to a remote Montana cabin. She's looking for answers. She finds the neighbor instead. A pale-eyed, sunburnt predator who looks exactly like the monsters she writes about. Because he is one. Amy writes about monsters who would burn the world to ashes for the women they love. She is about to realize she just walked straight into the cage of one. And Cole Blain has absolutely no intention of ever letting his little dove fly away.

"You kept chasing me. You smiled when I glared, you stayed when I pushed. You thought your relentless kindness could fix me. Baka. You should have run when I gave you the chance. You didn't realize you were just waking up a monster. You ignored every warning. I don't want to be fixed. I want to ruin you for anyone else. I will tear apart every engine, burn down every city, and shatter any man who dares to even breathe near you. ou wanted my attention? Congratulations, Amber. You have it. All of it. And now, you can't run from me even If you want to cause I'm never letting you go." - Kazuki Kurosawa ___ He smoked heavy cigarettes, I drank tea. He rebuilt broken motorcycles in the dark, I read shameless love stories in the sun. He warned me to stay away, I stepped closer. He called me a baka, I called him mine. I thought I was teaching a cynical lone wolf how to love. I didn't realize I was teaching him how to obsess. To the rest of the university, Kazuki Kurosawa is a badboy, a ghost. A cold, untouchable engineering prodigy who prefers the roar of an engine over the sound of human voices. To me, he was just a boy I couldn't resist. Armed with my calf-length dresses, my late father's silver ring, and a ridiculous amount of optimism, I chased him. I ignored his brutal honesty, his freezing glares, and his toxic attempts to push me away. It was supposed to be innocent. A hopeless romantic trying to melt a frozen heart. But I played with fire. Because when you push a broken man to finally feel something, you cannot control what happens when he snaps. I fell first. But Kazuki fell harder. And the boy who once wanted absolutely nothing to do with me is now the man who will burn the entire world to the ground before he lets anyone take his me away.

"You came begging for a shield, sweetheart. You had a dead man's blood on your hands and a terrified child clutching your leg, and you thought you were just asking for sanctuary. You didn't know I've spent four years turning the Russian underworld into a slaughterhouse just to find the girl who smiled at me in a hallway. You want me to wipe out the cartel that hurt her? Done. I'll burn them to ash before the sun comes up. But the price is you. You think this diamond on your finger is a marriage? It's a cage. And I am never, ever opening the door." - Andrei Romanov --- To the Russian underworld, Andrei Romanov is the Devil-a ruthless, untouchable Don who commands the largest criminal syndicate in the country. To Angelina Smirnova, he was just a bleeding boy she bandaged in a school corridor four years ago. She forgot his face. He converted an empire into a search engine to find hers. Angelina is a gentle English teacher who has spent her life pouring her soul into the children at her orphanage. When nine-year-old Nika is brutally assaulted by a cartel heir, Angelina doesn't hesitate-she kills the monster and runs. Desperate, hunted, and out of options, she seeks out the only man powerful enough to keep the child safe. She thought she was asking a crime boss for a favor. She didn't know she was walking straight into the arms of a man whose obsession has no ceiling and no limit. Andrei agrees to protect the little girl, but his price is absolute: a marriage. Angelina thinks she sold her soul to a monster to save a child. She doesn't know that the Devil has been waiting four years to worship her, and he will burn the entire world down to ensure she never leaves his cage. _ Book 2 of the Addicted Series {Can be read as a standalone too}

જ⁀➴ 𝓔 𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 ~ "I asked you something, Why did you do that for me?" she said, fastening her seatbelt. He stared straight ahead at the road, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than necessary. "Because I hate you," He said finally. Her head snapped toward him. "And damn it... you hate me too. Maybe the most." He let out a short breath. "And I want that hate all for myself." ~ "But you hated me." She said, while shivering in his arms. "I'm re-considering my life decisions at this point." He whispered before pulling her into a kiss.

Alex Matthews' junior year of college derails the moment she's mistakenly assigned to an all-male dorm with Evan Carter - Briarwood University's star quarterback, campus obsession, and the absolute last person she wants to share a room with. But when forced proximity turns into late-night conversations, lingering touches, jealousy neither of them can hide, and a connection neither of them expected, the line between roommates and something far more dangerous begins to blur. Because Evan Carter doesn't know how to stand by and not protect her. And Alex Matthews has spent her entire life convincing herself that people always leave. **THE WRONG ROOM: SENIOR YEAR | OUT NOW ON MY PAGE** More from The Wrong Room universe: - The Wrong Room: Evan's Version (Limited Series) - The Wrong Room: Senior Year

In which a teenage girl sets her sights on the mafia don, and innocently seduces him. . . . . . . . . . . She gets what she wants because no one dares to refuse the Principessa. But when they can't give her the one thing she wants, she gets it herself. . . . . . . . . . . 19 year old Giana is beautiful, sweet and convey's innocence. Giana is also bratty, spoiled and manipulative. What happens when she's sent to live with La Famigilia after her own family dies? She craves the one man she can't have. The man that is to take care of her. The man that will always give her what she wants, yet the same man that tells her she can't have him. But like the brat she is, she doesn't listen. . . . . . . . . . . - Forbidden romance - Age gap - Dark mafia romance - Explicit sexual content Highest Ranks #1 in Spoiled #1 in Seduction #1 in SpoiledBrat