"You want to act reckless? Fine. But don't think for a second you're not being watched. This city is full of men who'd love to carve a message into you just to make a point." "And what message would you carve?" I whispered. He reached out. Brushed the back of his knuckles down my jaw, rough and slow. "Mine." It wasn't sweet. It wasn't romantic. It was a brand. And then he dropped his hand. "You have ten minutes to get out of here before I make a fucking scene." ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Massimo Bianchi is ruthless, the kind of man who leaves blood in his wake and never looks back. At 29, he's the trusted enforcer for one of the most feared mafia bosses in America - my father, Lorenzo DeLuca, the ghost I never knew but can never escape. I, Francesca DeLuca, have spent my life in the shadows of wealth, too blind to see the truth behind my family's fortune. But when I confront the mysterious man who's been following me, I'm thrown into a world of blood and betrayal, where loyalty is bought and sold like a commodity. Massimo is everything I should fear - cold, dangerous, and bound by an oath to my father. But there's something in the way he looks at me, a dark hunger he refuses to acknowledge. I should hate him, push him away, but the deeper I fall into my family's twisted legacy, the harder it is to resist the pull. But loving a man like Massimo is a risk, and in our world, mistakes are paid for in blood. So the question is - will I be his downfall, or will he be mine?

| Book 1 | Of The Wicked Games Book Series "I want you," I plead. "Mmh" he murmurs as he grabs my legs and pulls them down to the end of the bed. My breath hitches and my mind clouds with lust as he kisses from my ankle to my inner thigh. "Beg," he commands, grabbing me by the throat and squeezing. MATURE CONTENT! 18+ ⚠️

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝟏𝟖+ Aurellia Mitchell never imagined a simple house party could turn into a nightmare. One moment she's drinking and laughing, then everything goes black. She wakes in the back seat of a locked car, an unfamiliar man watching her through the rearview mirror. He turns out to be her best friend's brother. From the moment he noticed her at the party, he's everywhere, lurking in the shadows, tracking her every step, breathing down her neck. And now that he's claimed her attention, he refuses to let it go. Even if she begs on her knees, he won't leave her alone. 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. Rankings: #1 in Crazy (sep 2025) #1 in Psychopath (sep 2025) #1 in Bestfriendsbrother (sep 2025) #1 in Morallygray (sep 2025) #1 in Smutish (oct 2025)

𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖔𝖓𝖊 ~ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖝 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 Phoenix Lyra Vale was determined to make her last summer break before college unforgettable. On a trip across Europe, she and her best friends come across the ancient, picturesque Italian city of Milan only for a week. After a blissful week with coffee and pizza, what could go wrong on the seventh day? On a night out with the girls, she witnesses a murder. And the culprit is none other than the Russian Mafia Don, Ilya Dimitri Ivanov. But when he captures her and forces her to his compound in Russia, they aren't strangers. There's a bond, a blood oath tying them together. And they must fulfil their fates in order to save their families and everything they love from destruction. 𝖂𝕬𝕽𝕹𝕴𝕹𝕲: NOT YOUR CONVENTIONAL MAFIA STORY // LOTS OF ACTION 𝕻𝕾 ~ cover courtesy of moi COMPLETED: 29/12/20 #1 𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 ~ 9/12/20 #1 𝖒𝖚𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗 ~ 18/01/21 #1 𝖗𝖚𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖓 ~ 18/01/21 #1 𝖒𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 ~ 14/02/21 10K - 10/12/20 100K - 21/01/21 200K - 20/02/21 300K - 27/03/21 400K - 10/05/21 500K - 09/06/21 600K - 16/06/21 700K - 31/08/21 800K - 26/10/21 900K - 25/12/21 1M - 13/02/22 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ARRANGED MARRIAGE MAFIA ROMANCE║ Luciano's arm shot out, caging her. "So you will be the loving wife I was promised?" "Always," Nina replied, and by force of habit, her lips pulled into a sugar-sweet smile. * * * As the daughter of the New Orleans Family's underboss, Nina Sciacca has to live up to the high expectations of her family. When The Chicago Outfit proposes a truce between the two families, the New Orleans Family eagerly agrees. Being born in the high society of the mafia world, Nina fits the prestige to marry the future Don of The Chicago Outfit. Luciano Gallucci is known for being a family man for horrid reasons. When the red string of fate has been placed upon Luciano and Nina, he has to find the right balance between his duty toward The Outfit and his new wife. Despite her circumstances, Nina is determined to make her marriage with Luciano work. COMPLETED [Word count: 60,000] * * * Copyright © 2026 Serafina Remondo All rights reserved.

She looks at him like he is her savior He looks at her as if she the delicate bud of a flower Together they are in a dance of the dandelion ----- Luelle Winters always had one thing on her mind. Ballet. Her dream was to get a scholarship to the royal ballet academy and become the next prima ballerina. All she ever wanted to do was to just live her simple life, but things take a turn when she meets him. Adrik Romanov. Adrik Romanov only ever knew hate, he only ever let his head lead him never his heart. But his plans of underground fighting for the rest of his life take a turn when he meets her. Luelle Winters. ----- They are complete opposites to each other. One harbors hate and the other love. Will their love transcend through all or will it crumble? ----- PLEASE KEEP IN MIND THAT ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE. SO IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES I APOLOGIZE

❝I've already made up my mind, I want you and only you. No one else... because to me, you're my kind of perfect,❞ In the ruthless world of wealth and power, Adrian Ivanov reigns as a cold-hearted man, devoid of remorse. Love holds no meaning for him, as he indulges in a life of opulence and privilege, yet remains hollow. However, his carefully constructed existence is about to be shattered when an unexpected encounter brings Valentina Russo into his life. Valentina, an Italian girl struggling to make ends meet, crosses paths with Adrian at his exclusive club. Little does she know, this chance meeting will unravel the fabric of her entire existence. Will Valentina possess the strength to weather the storm that threatens to consume her? As their lives intertwine, a profound question lingers: Can Valentina be the one to thaw the ice in Adrian's heart and fill the void that has haunted him for so long? Witness a tale of passion, transformation, and the tumultuous journey two souls must undertake in search of redemption and unyielding love. https://www.patreon.com/c/arihartwattpad

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𓅪 Surviving on the streets as a girl has been more than difficult for Ophelia. So when a opportunity of stealing money shows up, she's more than ready to take it. The decision she makes, brings her into a world she never imagined to be in and entangles her into the life of Rome. A mysterious man who's not ready to let go of her yet. ••••••••••••• "Can I call you Romeo?" I joked. "No." Was his immediate answer. He was boring! It was just a fun nickname. •••••••••••••

"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car) The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed. Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults. I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?) The color drained from their faces, and they scattered. Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched. There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a dirty, torn t-shirt. ♡♡︎♡︎ A small, naive girl with no shelter. A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?