Kiara Hendrix walked away from the only man she ever loved because loving him meant losing herself. When Yurii Bolosh became Pakhan of the Fedorov Bratva, the man she loved disappeared behind silence, blood, and an obsession that consumed him: uncovering the truth behind his familys' deaths. The higher he rose, the further he slipped from her grasp. He stopped choosing her. Stopped letting her in. So she chose herself. She walked away before his hunt for justice buried them both. But Yurii never stopped searching, not for answers, and most especially not for her. Now, pulled back into the same orbit by loyalty, the marriage of their bestfriends, and unfinished love, Kiara finds herself face to face with the man she left behind. He's more powerful. More dangerous. And still undone by her presence. She knows she should stay away. Because Yurii Bolosh does not love in halves. He never has. What he gives, he gives with teeth, with blood in his mouth and devotion. And that terrifies her. He tells her he will respect her distance. That he understands why she left. That he will not touch, will not ask, will not beg. But restraint has never been his strength. And as the past claws its way to the surface and vengeance inches closer to becoming reality, Kiara must decide what frightens her more: Walking away from the man who still knows her heart like the back of his hand. Or staying long enough to find out whether she was the one meant to save him from himself or if she was always destined to be the thing he would lose last.

sequel to bbr. please read that first :) ☆☆☆ hayden jones has been through a lot. a lot more than someone her age should. now finished her second year of college, hayden needs a break. lucky for her, her fabulous cousin spencer is celebrating his twenty-first birthday in hayden's home town. but as much as she hates it, drama is never far from hayden's life because her ex is also invited; the stubborn and ridiculously good looking chase everett.

Feeling his tall frame behind me he wondered to my zipper and helped me putting it down. With my dress now on the floor I felt his rough hands on my shoulders and his hot breath down my neck. "Turn around for me." He said softly. Doing so I looked up into his beautiful hazel eyes that sparkled with desire. "Tell me what you want me to do Evangeline." He didn't deserve this. Someone like me. But I needed him and I couldn't resist him any longer. "Fuck me, Vince". I whispered seductively finally giving up. covers by design.with.tijana (on insta) ...................................................... Evangeline Bianchi runs away from her father, the man who destroyed her soul in an attempt of creating a Queen worth of his legacy, seeking the only thing she truly desired. Freedom. After her successful scape she starts her journey, leaving behind everything she ever knew. But it all goes south when he appears into her life, the only thing she never planned. Vincent Castellano was everything she couldn't control. A force of nature that forced his way in accompanied by a deal. The deal that changed everything.

As war erupts between the Greek and Sicilian mafias, the powerful Accardi family must fight to protect their empire. Accardi Obsession unravels a dark, multi-POV mafia story charged with forbidden chemistry, explosive family tensions, and an arranged-marriage pact that turns sworn enemies into something far more dangerous. *** The Sicilians trusted them. The Greeks tried to take their empire. Now, the balance of power hangs by a thread. In the third season, the Accardi family faces their greatest war yet - one that will test loyalty, love, and blood itself. Costa and Millie are fighting to protect the family they built together, even as war threatens to tear them apart. Rocco and Alessia are learning what it means to be married in a world that can take everything from you in seconds. And when a new marriage alliance is proposed, one Accardi makes the ultimate sacrifice, and enemies become lovers... or whatever you call it when hate gets complicated. There's a war brewing, a wedding on the calendar, and at least four people pretending they're not in love. The Accardis are back. Pray for whoever stands in their way.

THIS IS THE NOVELLA TO HIS THERAPIST Rafael Rossi was never meant to fall in love with his therapist and yet here they were today married as husband and wife. But, everything complicates even more when his wife, Ravenna Romano, sleeps in the same bed as him yet feels nothing like the woman he had married. He knows the only thing he can do to get his wife back is to find his lost daughter no matter what the cost is. ~ Exclusively Available on RADISH ~ Dark Romance ~ Broken Wedding Vows ~ A Revenge Seeking Game

✥ The Billionaire & His Secretary ✥ [part two] Violette Rossi, the younger daughter of the feared Italian mob boss Rafael Rossi, is challenged by her own blood to make her own identity apart from her father's. When she is offered a job to work for the well known Efrains', the offer is too tempting not to take upon consideration. Ruben Efrain, knew the power his last name carried which only led people to associate him to the emotion of fear and power. Navigating his way to the top, there was only one thing that could potentially distract him, the beautiful blue eyed temptress who happens to be hired to follow his orders even the ones that could lead him to break his own morals. But, she could never be his love because distractions like her could only lead to one's death. ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ ✥ "Never took you as a love letter type of person." Ruben paused his fine hands craftsmen handwriting as he glanced up at the intoxicating raven blue eyes. "I'm not a love sick puppy Ms. Rossi, so don't attempt to make me one." Violette smiled as she made her way to the wrinkled rolls of papers on the smooth wooden surface of his desk. "Liar." She whispered under her breathe as she collected the pieces of discarded paper to toss in the dust bin. Before she could pull away from his side, Ruben yanked her down by her waist. The tequila on his lips mixed with the fresh strawberries' scent lingering around her to make the finest liquor in the world. "I write love letters alright. Just not on paper. But, don't worry so will you Ms. Rossi. With your nails on my back and I would with my tongue between your thighs."

depraved - /dɪˈpreɪvd/ - morally corrupt; wicked. "You're obsessed with me," I breathe, fingers gripping the gun harder. "it's so pathetic." "Call me a fool instead," he says with a tilt of his head as he steps closer, the gun digging into his chest. "because I'm never letting you go." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ They say all good boys go to heaven, and bad boys bring heaven to you but they never said anything about the boys who unleash hell upon the world just for you. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ In the shadow, he watches. In the darkness, he waits. She's a fortress of steel and fire, he's the darkness that's seeped in, unaware of the monster she's unknowingly ignited. She's the girl who's about to find out what hell looks like-and it's tailored perfectly for her in custom made suits. As obsession becomes fixation, and fixation becomes possession, the lines between love and destruction blur. For years, he's watched, waited, and manipulated the shadows to bring her closer. His obsession is her greatest threat, and her love is his ultimate revenge. In a world of secret societies and sinister plots, they'll dance on the edge of destruction, bound by a toxic thread of desire and revenge. Will she be his salvation, or his downfall?

|18+| ❝Please...❞ I whimper. I don't even know if I'm begging him to stop or continue. ❝You asked for this.❞ He grunts, filling me up in one hard thrust, his hand flexing on my neck. ❝So be a good girl and see how deep I am.❞ ━━━━━━━ Lucy is the perfect example of sunshine and warmth. Rafaelle is the perfect example of gloominess and iciness. A professor and a student. Complete opposites. But it's common knowledge that opposites attract. ━━━━━━━ She traces my tattooed covered scar, a small smile on her lips. "I love this particular tattoo." Lucy compliments, lifting her head to look up at me. "That tattoo is older than you darling." ━━━━━━━ grumpy × sunshine trope has never been so good. (book three of the Blackwell series but can be read as a stand alone)