Valentin Petrov saw Inaya Singh once and never recovered from it. One year ago, he walked into a tiny flower shop trying to buy flowers for his mother in silence away from the chaos of his life. Instead, he found her. A girl with stained fingertips from arranging roses, soft music playing in the background and a smile so gentle it made something dangerous inside him go completely still. And ever since that day, Valentin has been obsessed and not the fleeting kind of obsession, the terrifying kind. The kind that has him memorizing her routine without meaning to, sitting in a blacked-out car across the street at midnight just to make sure she locked the shop safely, the kind that has him collecting pieces of her life like secrets. Her favorite tea order, the books she reads during slow afternoons, the fact she hums quietly when she's nervous. He keeps telling himself he's protecting her but deep down, Valentin knows the truth. He's a man starving for something he can never have. Because Inaya exists in warmth and light while Valentin was raised in violence. His surname is feared across entire countries, bodies follow his family's footsteps and if Inaya ever discovered who he truly was, what he's done or what the Petrov name actually means, she would look at him with fear instead of the softness he's gotten so used to. So what happens when the bratva pakhan falls for the girl who owns a little flower shop not knowing how bad the world could really get?

"What does it feel like to be a heartless bitch?" "Cold." . . . Everyone loves Katherine Hartley - or at least, they love the illusion. Katherine reigns both on campus and at the elite ballet academy founded and owned by her father. She's every warning wrapped in silk. Elegance carved in ice, she's a girl raised to be disciplined, untouchable and most of all; perfect - a swan sculpted by years of brutal training and emotional isolation. Love was never meant for her. Especially not the kind that lingers - obsessive, aching... wrong. Especially not from the boy she's known since childhood. He's the one who sees through her mask, sees everything she tries to hide. And for the first time, Katherine starts to wonder what it would be like to fall - even if it ruins everything. He knows loving her may ruin him. But letting her go would destroy him. He's everything she can't want. And the only thing that makes her feel alive. She's the only thing he wants, but can't have.

-𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬- "Would you get on your knees for me?" "If you asked," he breathes out. I hum and trace his plump lips with my forefinger. "I don't ask, darling." It seemed that's all I had to say because he dropped to his knees before me, not once breaking eye contact. "Good boy."

"𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚." Olivia groaned and crossed her arms, standing her ground. "Don't tell me what to do. You're not my dad." Amusement filled Santino's gaze as he stood up, abandoning the papers he desperately needed to read and sign. Yet, all that was forgotten as her bewitching lips protruded. "I might not be your dad but," a midnight lock of hair was pinned behind her ear, "I can be your papi." Shuddering, her body drew closer to him, betraying her mind. "You're sick." Taking the nape of her neck, Santino leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Yet you still dream about my touch, don't you, principessa?" ❦ When Santino Adriano discovers that the Bratva has betrayed their neutrality by secretly working with his family's enemies, he's determined to send a brutal message that cannot be ignored. His target? The Bratva kingpin's sister, Olivia Morozov-a sheltered girl who knows little to nothing about the dark underworld her family controls, having been shielded from the darker truths of her family's empire her entire life. Fresh out of boarding school and blissfully oblivious to the power struggle boiling beneath her feet, Olivia is suddenly whisked away from everything she's ever known and thrust into a world where loyalty is weaponised and power is the ultimate prize. As secrets and long-buried lies unravel around her, she realises she's caught in a game where the unrelenting fight for power holds more value than human lives-including her own. Santino is cold, calculating, and relentless - everything Olivia should fear. Yet, she is intrigued by by his deadly nature. The line between fear and attraction is thin, and like a moth to a flame, she seeks him out, unafraid of the burn it may cause. She's never known anyone like him-an older, dangerous man who makes her question everything she thought she knew about desire. Olivia just didn't expect her captor to be so handsome.

𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 #𝟷 _____ Izana Lancaster, CEO of Harmony Industries, has everything she ever wanted, except someone to share it with. Her success is undeniable, but the loneliness that follows her home every night is impossible to ignore. When a loss threatens everything she's built, Izana takes a night off and ends up at a local bar. It's supposed to be one night of escape. She never expected it to change her life. Koda Smith is a lawyer with a reputation for winning any case he touches. When he requests to be transferred to Harmony Industries, he uses every chance he can get to be around Izana. Samir Patel has been by Koda's side for five solid years. Their relationship is strong, loving, and missing something they can't name. Until Izana walks into their lives and makes the unspoken impossible to ignore. The boys find it hard to stay away. Any chance they get to see Izana, they'll take. Even if that means seeing her without her knowledge. When pleasure turns into something deeper, will their carefully balanced lives shatter under the weight of desire or will they risk everything to love without limits? - 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: #𝟼 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝟹|𝟸𝟽|𝟸𝟼 #𝟺 𝚂𝚞𝚋𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝟹|𝟸𝟽|𝟸𝟼

"Say it again," she breathes, fingers tight in my hair. "I'm yours," I gasp. "I'm only ever yours." __________________ Ruin Me And Call It Love __________________ Silas Crawford wasn't supposed to want her. He came back home broken - no money, no future, no art left in his hands. Just shame, grief, and the memory of the night he watched his mother die. What he didn't expect to find was her. Verena: older, dominant, the woman who used to sit beside his mother at church. The woman who saw him grow up, and now sees him craving something he's never dared ask for. She's everything his father hates. Everything he's not supposed to need. But when she tells him to kneel, he does. When she wraps a hand around his throat and calls him hers, he shatters for her. And when the town finds out who she really is - a dominatrix, a woman without shame - they don't just come for her. They accuse her of knowing more than she should about the night Rosemary Crawford died. Silas has a choice: protect the version of himself his family wanted... or kneel for the woman who's teaching him to be ruined and worshiped in the same breath. -:- 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: #𝟷 𝚂𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝟹|𝟸𝟽|𝟸𝟼 #𝟸 𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝟹|𝟸𝟽|𝟸𝟼

He was the boy who left to save her and the man who came back ruined. Cold when he shouldn't be, silent when all she wants is for him to talk to her, Dominico Cruz learned young that loving someone means losing them. So he left first. He always leaves first. But her? Katerina Petrov was never someone you could leave behind. She was fire and fury and loyalty sharp enough to cut throats, she loved like a war and hated like a storm, and he was the only man who ever survived both. "You don't get to leave me again and call it love, Dominico. That's not love. That's cowardice." He would burn cities for her, kill kings for her, destroy himself for her, but the one thing he can't do is stay, because he believes loving him is a death sentence. She thinks he abandoned her. He thinks he's protecting her. And neither of them realizes they're destroying each other in the process. In whatever is between the world they've been born in, love isn't gentle. It's possession, sacrifice, blood and worst of all...Brutal. And the most dangerous thing in Dominico Cruz's life was never his enemies. It was always her.

|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."

BOOK II of the "Kings and Queens" series. This CANNOT be read as a standalone but I can't stop you from coming here first. Just don't blame me for your confusion. Suited for an audience 18 and older. Read at your own discretion. * * * GABRIEL DÍAZ was presumed dead. After a disastrous explosion in his home that left next to no survivors, his rival was sure that the Díaz empire was to crash down with him. The only problem is that he has been out of the loop and stuck in a six-month coma. While he has remained the same, his entire world has drastically changed. Gabriel needs to make a plan to save his wife-the mother of his unborn child. But one night in the wrong location sends him spiralling when he finds himself standing in front of his wife...and she's nothing close to the woman he knew. VANESSA MORALES. After the loss of her husband, she swore to have her revenge on everyone who killed him. But the more she digs herself a rabbit hole of new information and unexpected twists, she realizes the organization is much darker than she thought. She is forced to make alliances with enemies and become a puppet on strings in the last resort to avenge her beloved. Except her next target turns out being a man she had worked with in the past-Vincenzo Del Rossi, the King of the Italian Mafia.

They were never meant to trust each other. Let alone bleed beside one another. Elena Corsi is a strategist, a cold-blooded heir to one of Italy's most ruthless mafia legacies. She's never needed backup, and she certainly doesn't want it, not from a Russian, and especially not from Aleksander Petrov. He's the Bratva's second in command. Silent. Brutal. And impossible to read. Sent by Giovanni Moretti to "assist" her in training the next generation of soldiers and to stabilize the Italian mafia after it's new take over, Aleksander is everything Elena hates, detached, arrogant, and unreadably dangerous. He doesn't respect her rules. She doesn't care for his silence. But with the old families rising, alliances fracturing, and a target growing on both their backs, Elena and Aleksander are forced into uneasy proximity. Between training sessions, strategic meetings, and the looming chaos of the annual mafia ball, tensions crackle and control slips. Because loyalty is currency in their world-and attraction? It's a liability neither of them can afford. But when bullets start flying, and betrayal hides behind familiar faces, the real question isn't who they can trust... It's whether they'll survive long enough to figure out what they really are to each other.