Mafia & Billionaire
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My Stepbrother's by XoStoryQueen
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𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫. Valentina Santos never expected her life to shatter overnight. After her parents sudden marriage into the famous De Luca dynasty, Valentina is dragged into a world dripping in power, danger, and blood-soaked secrets. Overnight, she gains five stepbrothers-heirs to an empire built in the shadows. Beautiful. Untouchable. Deadly. And they hate her. To them, Valentina isn't family. She's a mistake. A weakness. An outsider who's seen too much. Because the De Lucas don't just run the city-they own it. Every alley, every deal, every whispered fear traces back to them. Loyalty is law. Betrayal is fatal. And trust? It doesn't exist. Now trapped inside a mansion that feels more like a prison, surrounded by enemies who call themselves family, Valentina must learn their rules fast. Speak carefully. Watch everything. Never show fear. Because in this family, love is a weapon... and survival is never guaranteed. The question is-will Valentina become strong enough to survive them... ...or will she be the next one they destroy? ╰── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──╯ 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥. 🖤
𝐓𝐨𝐬𝐤𝐚|𝟭𝟴+| ✓ by esuellae
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𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 Revenge Countless souls have fallen prey to its grasp, their lives shattered as deeply as those they sought to harm, if not more so. For most, mere death isn't the end It's not enough to satiate their thirst They crave retribution, wish for something beyond the grave. They want misery upon those who've wronged them. Long for the torment of those who've wounded them But at the end of the day, it's merely a wish, A burning desire for- well, nothing realistic, really For they are weak. Powerless Some may even deem them useless But then, there exist the select few- those who refuse to settle for anything less than the worst, denying death's grasp to unleash a living hell upon their enemies, Those who take matters into their own hands, seizing control & becoming the architects of their own vengeance, Now those, those are dangerous. For in their eyes, the concept of contentment is a foreign notion, replaced by a searing ache for more- More agony, despair. More misery, more wails. More destruction, chaos. People like him, they feed off of fear, thrive in causing pain. They're cunning, calculating, heartless But frankly, even the most twisted of them seem like harmless amateurs in comparison to him. He reeks of death Exudes darkness, sorrow Death is all that shadows his steps, making his existence a reminder of the inevitable fate that awaits his victims. And whispers in the Russian underworld speak of him as Mors- The god of death So, what happens when a girl, who abandoned her family, her life & the very empire bestowed upon her- just to escape the sight of death, catches the eyes of the reaper? What happens when he pulls her into the abyss of his world, intent on destroying all she has fought to be in pursuit of vengeance? And what happens when, as the day wanes, the embodiment of her deepest fear captures her eyes as well?
Aiming For Your Heart  ♛ LEGACY SERIES: #1 by xdkayli
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FIRST BOOK OF THE SINS OF THE LEGACY SERIES ♠️🔪 »»----- ♛ -----«« Luca Moretti He was born into power, raised in a world where loyalty meant everything... and weakness meant death. He's the only son of Matteo Moretti, the feared Don of New York, and Isabella Moretti, the woman who built an empire of her own. As the only heir, he was never given a choice. He was trained for this life. Prepared to take over. Taught how to lead... and how to kill. But Luca isn't just a future Don. He's dangerous in his own way... calm, calculated, and far more lethal than people expect. And when a new enemy enters his world, he's ready. Because in his world, you don't hesitate. You eliminate. »»----- ♛ -----«« Katharina Valencia She wasn't raised to love... she was raised to survive. Katharina Valencia is the daughter of a powerful Cartel legacy... one built on blood, loyalty, and revenge. After losing her father, she didn't break. She became something else. Something colder. Something dangerous... She became Colombia's most feared assassin. Trained to move in silence and strike without hesitation, Katharina isn't just part of the war... she is the weapon. She doesn't miss. She doesn't hesitate. And she doesn't forgive... Now, with one mission carved into her mind, she steps into enemy territory with only one goal: End Luca Moretti. Because in her world, mercy is a weakness... and she was never taught to be weak.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 ✔️ by diebabyxo
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There's a thin line between good and evil. Good. Azalea Blanc in one word. Although she is constantly surrounded by crime, she never lets it alters her kind ways. When her job is to deliver food daily to all of the locked-up criminals in the crime capital of New York, she's used to seeing the darkness that can lay within people. Evil. Reese Ricci in one word. He rules the world of crime, killing and smiling in the color of red. By no means is he a kind man. He's ruthless, dangerous, and heartless. That is until he gets captured and thrown into a cell, and a certain girl enters to give him food. While Azalea tempts him into the light, Reese tempts her into the dark. And Azalea quickly realizes, Evil might just taste better than good.
~ The Years Between Us~ by SoumyaShet
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Other girls; "Give me a red flag, I'll stitch a saree of that red flag and wear it for my wedding. " She; " Give me a red flag, I'll turn him into the greenest flag ever known. " And she did, change him for good. Arrogance, anger issues, I-Me-Myself, Ego, he had it all, but she made him a calm,considerate,humble,empathetic and loving soul, that he himself never believed he could be. But... The plot twist was; He was nearly a decade and a more older than her. Was is possible to barge the distance of not just years but also the societal norms, judgmental eyes and disdainful talks? Dive in to know about, " 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙐𝙨 "
~Butterflies And Blushes~  by SoumyaShet
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"As their eyes met, the hearts fluttered. The butterflies danced, as the souls found their solace in each other's hold. " A tale of romance that made their hearts to skip beats, as it will make yours too. Dive in to know how they found their "𝘽𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘽𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙨" ~Completed~
Sin in Silk ⋆✩⋆ V&V #2 by xdkayli
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SECOND BOOK OF THE VELVET & VOWS SERIES 🩶⛓️ ≻───── ⋆✩⋆ ─────≺ Vincenzo Russo The most feared man in the country-the ruthless Don of the Las Vegas Mafia. He attends a wedding with one goal: to provoke the other families and remind them who holds power. What he doesn't expect... is her. Liliana Aurora Moretti. Milan's mafia princess. Raised in luxury, born into danger. After her uncle's death, her family returns to New York-where Liliana finds herself at Vogue Fashion College and rises into the spotlight as a supermodel. ≻───── ⋆✩⋆ ─────≺ Preview... I was steadying my hands when the door suddenly shot open. Vincenzo stepped inside and locked the door behind him with a quiet click that sounded final. "This is the women's bathroom," I snapped. He shrugged, walking closer. "I don't give a shit." I tried to push past him, but he stepped in front of me, blocking the path like a wall that had learned how to breathe. "I don't like your fucking attitude," he said, irritation sharpening his voice. "What are you going to do about it?" I challenged, refusing to blink. He didn't answer. He just moved. One step. Then another. Slow, predatory patience in every shift of his weight, until my back hit the wall behind me. He lowered himself slightly, eyes locking onto mine again, his voice dropping to a whisper. "You want danger, principessa?" he murmured. "Keep talking to me like that... and I'll make sure you choke on the consequences you're begging for." A cold wave washed through me, sharper than fear, deeper than anger. My breath locked again, pulse hammering in my ears as his smirk returned, thin and satisfied. He didn't touch me. He didn't need to. He already had.
Falling For Santiago | ✓ by writtenbycristal
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨-𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐱 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.❞ 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗼 𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗮𝘀 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗼 has been doing a good job at leading two mafia empires with the help of his brother while also raising his four year old daughter alone. It's difficult but he always gets the job done because he gets to come home to his little girl every day. 𝗖𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗩𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗮 has always felt like her pastries are not good enough even though her bakery thrives, receiving many customers each day. She's now trying to change the name of her bakery to disconnect from her family's name, but runs into difficulties and needs help. These two have been part of the same friend group for as long as they can remember. They've known each other for years. So, it's not out of the ordinary when Catalina spends the rest of the evening at Santiago's place after closing her bakery for the night. But is it out of the ordinary when they share a kiss under the moonlight? What about hooking up a few days later? Or forming a friends with benefits pact after that? There's no way they'll catch feelings, right? Wrong.
POTION OF LOVE by venuswrits
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𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ⌇ 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ꒰𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐꒱ ❝𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏❞ ──★𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚‧₊˚⊹ I am a cheerful and calm person who doesn't get angry easily but just his presence makes my blood boil. I cannot stand him now we are stuck together, he is pretending to be my boyfriend in front of my family and he wants something in return He calls me 'wildcat', maybe I am because one day I am gonna scratch his face ──★𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬‧₊˚⊹ I don't talk with people unnecessarily, but when she is around I can't help but get on her nerves. I love seeing her riled up especially because of me Now I am her boyfriend, even though it's fake. She was my distraction that I have become attracted to. Now I need something from her She calls me 'fox',maybe I am because a fox is so cunning that he gets what he wants •Note- this is a soft, closed door romance
Melancholy by ruani_writes
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She hated them. They loved her with everything in them. The universe truly has a sick way of telling you it's there, doesn't it? From being kidnapped to being abused, that was all Arabella saw in life. It was all she ever knew. They tell you to keep fighting but sometimes you realize... you were just a child. Now she's built herself up using her pain as the next step to her strength. She's learnt how to strive forward even as her past haunts her mind crawling up her back every passing second. That is until the first 7 people who only ever brought her pain find their way back into her life. She has no way to let go of her past when they come right back to her. The world showed her no mercy in it's ways so why should she. ~~~ I let out a small sigh wanting more of this. I wanted to be held like this whenever I felt broken. Feel the way he puts me back together in his arms. It ate at my heart and I could have sworn I felt a feathery kiss on my head. It was as if he could hear my thoughts and was kissing them away for me. Slowly he lets one hand go, the other staying around me as he brings my chin up to him gently wiping my last tears as more fill my eyes. He sees this and his eyes look... crumbled. If you feel this way then why can't you choose me, Dominic. I shake my head from his hands wishing to step back but he pulls me back to him a pain filled groan leaving him. "Just one more minute. Please." His body shook and I brought him closer, feeling our pain become one. Our hurricanes of minds pull away even for the smallest time letting us stand together as one in each other's embrace. He was it for me. But I wasn't his.