Raised to be holy. Born into something far more dangerous. Seventeen year old, Evienne Ellery spent her life preparing for heaven. Sent away to a secluded boarding school in the Swiss Alps by distant, unfeeling adoptive parents, she was raised by nuns and priests to be obedient, submissive and small. Behind stone chapels and cold classrooms, Evienne learned early that love was conditional, punishment was holy, and suffering was something to be endured quietly Her future was simple: be good, be faithful, and one day do her duty-marry a man who would secure her family's interests. Her life was planned. Controlled. Perfect. Until it wasn't. When everything she knows collapses, Evienne is torn from the only world she has ever known and sent to live with her biological family-six brothers who are loud, vulgar, violent, and unapologetically criminal. They don't pray. They don't obey. And they certainly don't believe in God the way she was taught. They believe in blood. With them, she learns the truth of who she really is: The lost princess of one of the most powerful mafia families in the world. Her brothers have been searching for her for years, and now that they've found her, they refuse to lose her again. In their world of power, crime, and betrayals, Evienne learns that love doesn't always look gentle-and protection often comes with a body count. But as old family feuds resurface, enemies close in, and the past she was hidden from begins to reach for her, Evienne is forced to confront an impossible question: What happens when the people you love will never be welcome in heaven-and you're no longer sure you want to go without them?

Sequel to Macrina. Updates when I can! TW: Drug use, cussing, graphic violence, and other mature themes.

They were split apart as children. Reunited by force. Bound by secrets no one dares to name. At seven, Elisha was dropped into the foster care system, cold beds, colder hands, cut off from her twin sister and older brothers without explanation. Aurora stayed behind, raised by a mother who sold her body and a stepfather who promised to come back and never did. Eight years pass. The brothers return, dragging both girls into a home that barely feels like theirs. But this isn't a reunion, it's a collision. Elisha hides her trauma behind silence and sharpened edges, a hidden fire in her. Aurora masks hers with perfection, hunger, and a constant need to be chosen. Neither of them talks about the past. Neither of them knows how. Love simmers in forbidden places. Truths unravel in dangerous ways. And while the family tries to rebuild, they do so blindly, each of them hiding pieces of the story that might save the others, or destroy them. This isn't about healing. It's about surviving what no one else sees and what happens when survival isn't enough. Until everyone perishes. *Includes a good amount of smut. (MAJOR PLOT TWISTS) *************************************************** * MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING. * Rape.Abuse.Suicide.Death.Violence.Psychotic. Killing. Obsession. Deranged thoughts. * There will not be any warnings before triggers appear in the book. You have been warned.

Brynn Kingslee has spent a third of her life protecting herself from her stepfather as fiercely as a twelve year old can. Only to find, after his death, she has seven fiercely protective older brothers who didn't realise that not only would they be protecting her from their work, but also protecting her from her past, too.

Anastasiya has been alone since before she could remember. She's used to abuse, to torment, to being a victim to bullies and their nasty ways. She doesn't have a family, and she's okay with that. That's the way it's always been. Until it isn't. She's pulled out of her school lesson on the day of her thirteenth birthday by her new guardian: her oldest brother. She's thrusted into a new life - although it doesn't differ from her last one too much. Surrounded by a family she feels doesn't care for her and other children who make it their personal mission to ruin Anastasiya's already terrible days, she's forced to deal with a whirlwind of emotions that plague her as well as combat the plethora of problems that come to her while being completely alone, with nobody by her side.

Aysel Moren, the feared name today was once dearest to her brothers until that dreadful night of her 16th birthday when every ounce of love was snatched away from her. One moment, the Kingsley family was celebrating her only daughter's birthday, the other moment, Aysel and her five brothers were standing at their own parents' funeral. And the worst part? Aysel was blamed for it. Her face was caught in the CCTV camera. The family was already shattered and the last form of togetherness was also stripped away when they threw 16 years old Aysel outside their house. She pleaded and pleaded to the point that her voice cracked, her throat got soared. The brothers turned deaf ears to her pleas. That day, she not only lost her parents but her brothers too who have promised to be with her in every situation. She left. She knew her brothers won't even look at her, listening was still too far. Having struggled for years, she finally gained the power and rebirth from ashes under Moren's Mafia. The rival of Kingsley once upon a time. She vowed to never look back, until one day, she got the news of a bomb being planted in Kingsley's mansion. It took her every cell to convince herself that she doesn't care but a sister still exists inside her who has never fully stopped loving the men, she once called brothers. She saved them from the fire, treated their injuries inside her own house. And gives them exactly one month to regain everything they lost from the enemy who burned down their whole mansion, who also managed to freeze their bank accounts. They'll stay inside her house for a month watching her little sister all grown up, holding scars and secrets like a second skin. Will they be able to see her real broken state beyond the facade she carries everyday? Will the truth of that night ever emerge out? Read to find out "Thirty Days Under Her Roof". This is completely my story, my imagination. Copyright © 2026 by Alisha

Fourteen-year-old Serafina Rose Lombardi never knew she had brothers - let alone six of them. After the sudden death of her guardian, Luciana, Serafina is uprooted from everything she's ever known and brought to a sprawling, terrifying estate in northern Italy. Her new life is ruled by cold, unreadable men who terrify everyone but speak to her in quiet, unfamiliar tenderness. As Serafina tries to adjust to governesses, towering gothic halls, and brothers who seem more like shadows than people, she begins to suspect that the past she was told isn't the full truth. Why was she hidden from them all her life? Why does no one speak of her parents? And why does every hallway seem to whisper secrets? Each brother wears a mask. But Serafina isn't just a little sister. She's a Lombardi. And she's going to find out the truth - even if it unravels everything they've tried to protect her from.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

In the shadowed underworld of global crime, the name Astaroth is spoken with a mixture of fear and reverence. Ruthless, intelligent, and deadly, the Astaroth family rules the criminal empire with calculated precision, each member a master of their craft. Born into a legacy of power and silence, the brothers are the pillars of a syndicate feared even by governments. But beneath their steel hearted exteriors lies a secret, a piece of the family, long hidden, that could change everything.