You can read this as a standalone story! WARNING: If your humor doesn't match with the characters' humor in this story, please quit reading immediately! Darkkon is not the typical cold male lead! Thank you! ... Sartori #4 "Darkkon. . . got aroused for me." Darkkon, the eldest of them four. Protective. Manipulative. Addictive. Aggressive. Possessive. Obsessive. His beast got aroused and became a psychotic stalker the moment he saw her, touched her skin, heard her voice, smell her scent, and even tasted her. Everything about her got him desperate to make her his even if it means his downfall. . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

You cannot read this as a standalone story! Read "Addicted Damien" and "Abused Diablos" first! Sartori #3 "I abandoned Drugo. . ." . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

You can read this as a standalone story! Sartori #2 "I abused Diablos..." Diablos, the third-born boss of the Sartorian Mafia, was a man who could not be tamed due to his uncontrollable anger. He had to drink the bitter medicines prescribed by the family doctor to keep himself restrained. Never did he imagine that he would taste the sweetest sensation from a woman's skin, far better than bitterness. That taste became the only thing that kept him under control during his fits of rage. But because of his obsession with it, his kindness was abused. . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

You can read this as a standalone story! Sartori #1 "Damien... got addicted to me." Damien, the youngest boss of the Sartorian Mafia, was a man who could not be calmed. Illegal drugs were his way of coping with his anger, until he discovered a strange aroma. He never expected to experience true euphoria from a woman's natural scent, something far more intoxicating than the effects of the drugs he once relied on. . . . WARNING: This story is unedited! All chapters are in their first drafts! Thank you!

The story follows the main character Elizabeth Bennet as she deals with issues of manners, upbringing, morality, education, and marriage in the society of the landed gentry of early 19th-century England. Elizabeth is the second of five daughters of a country gentleman living near the fictional town of Meryton in Hertfordshire, near London.

Suzerain Rosales spent her life avoiding even the tiniest wound-because with her rare blood disorder, one cut could mean death. She lived carefully, never letting herself bleed. But the night she found a man, bleeding, broken, unconscious in the trash, and chose to save him, everything she'd tried to escape came rushing in. Violence. Danger. Trouble. Blood. The man she saved was an Italian mafia boss. And from that moment on, her life began to soak in blood in his hands. Since then, she hasn't stopped bleeding. But she has to, because of him. . . Vlodemir, who she would die for. . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

Timid and soft-spoken, Holy Ildefonso suffers from anxiety and erotophobia due to her deceased parents. As she spends time with the naughty and dashing Laki Cavanaugh, can Holy really face her fears, or will his actions only trigger them more? *** Suffering from erotophobia, Holy Ildefonso finds it hard to be close to other men except for her own brother. When she discovers that her brother is leaving and she must live under the same roof with Laki Cavanaugh, she suddenly feels trapped and unsecure. With him offering to help with her phobia, Holy reluctantly agrees and unexpectedly finds herself being more comfortable with him. However, just when they think that their situation is getting better, challenges and misunderstandings come between them, tearing them apart. As Holy returns to the country and sees the changes in Laki, can they still try to make everything work this time around? Or will they choose to move on and surrender, even if it breaks their hearts? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. COVER DESIGN: Rayne Mariano

Avery's senior year is turned upside down when a kiss with her older brothers' best friend ignites a forbidden relationship tangled in danger, heartbreak, and family secrets that could destroy everything. *** "Aiden..." I shake my head, eyes fixed anywhere but the gorgeous man next to me. His hand grips my chin tightly, just enough to make me avert my eyes to his. "You know you want this as much as I fucking do. I want you to be mine. I want to be the one to hold you and kiss you the one you go to whenever you're happy or fucking sad. But let it be me, let me fucking show you that it should be me." He glares, jaw tensing. ...... ©hessaherophinelove

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