Vaughn Morozov, the future Pakhan of the New York Bratva, grade-A arsehole and my personal monster. All I wanted to do was go to Imperium Institution with my friends to have some long-awaited peace, I never expected to have his attention. He only wants one thing from me, but it was the most valuable thing of all... my soul. - Alicia King-Steel, only daughter to Englands most influential business families, and the only girl who's ever managed to keep me interested. In theory, I shouldn't want her, she's my cousin's first real friend, but the selfish devil in me wants to keep her all to myself. She's had my attention long before our first official meeting and when fate drops her into my hands, I won't take her for granted. - Her claim to hate him only makes him more interested into winning her over. Even if he knows they won't last for long. Only he doesn't expect to fall harder than she does. - (THIS IS A FANFIC, MOST OF THE CHARACTERS HAVE BEEN WRITTEN BY RINA KENT.) you can read this book on its own but I do recommend the rinaverse! this story is currently being rewritten

Vaughn Morozov was the devil incarnate Arrogant. Ruthless. Unstoppable As the next heir to the New York Russian mafia, and on his way to becoming Pakhan, he has everything falling at his feet like it was destined. But none of it matters until he sets his eyes on something he can't own. Me. Alicia king, youngest daughter of the most powerful mogul in all of England. He says I'm his latest obsession. A toy he'll play with until he's bored and then toss aside. He doesn't realize I'm not some helpless pawn. I'm a king on his chessboard And the thing about us kings? We don't just play to win-we play to destroy. ~ disclaimer ~ This book is fan fiction and not actually part of Rina Kent's Legacy of God's series

Remington Astor X Ariella Nash BLURB She shouldn't matter to me. Too young. Too reckless. Too dangerous for my already cursed existence. But Ariella Nash has been in my veins since the day she whispered I love you, Remi. I pushed her away then. I should've kept pushing. Because now... she's not a child anymore. She's a storm wrapped in innocence, a temptation hidden behind bright eyes and a smile that's nothing but a lie. And worse - she remembers everything. Every word. Every touch. Every glance I swore meant nothing. Everyone says she's off-limits. Her family will kill me if I get too close. She'll ruin me if I let her in. But the problem is... Ariella isn't the kind of girl you can run from, all of her personalities are dangerous. She's the kind that finds you in the dark, sinks her claws in deep, and doesn't let go. But the real question I never got the answer for in my entire life is..... do I really not want her? Tropes Female Stalker X uninterested guy She fell first he fell harder and hardest Sunshine guy who likes everyone but her Obsessed fmc X Possessive mmc Amnesia Dark Secrets

ARIELLA NASH & REMINGTON ASTOR Remington "His Lordship" Astor, the light-hearted and easygoing lord. The basketball god and the charming prince of REU, with girls all over drooling over him. The sunshine of his friends' group, always being in the limelight. He will be seen either playing basketball, or playing with hearts, just like he did with mine. My childhood friend and crush, now a stranger. I've finally left REU, I have matured, grown up. I am over him, his charming smile, corny jokes, and his tempting being. Yet, I question myself if I can really resist him, after all, he is the 'God of Temptation'. REMINGTON ASTOR & ARIELLA NASH ⚠️THIS IS A FANFICTION. THIS IS HYPOTHETICAL AND IMAGINARY. IT IS NOT A REAL BOOK BY RINA KENT ⚠️

I didn't want the attention of an enigma. Hated it. A weakness I never saw coming. Vaughn Morozov is the future mafia pakhan, a silent tempest, reserved yet harboring unparalleled danger. He was the goddamn devil. Our fate was sealed with an arranged marriage before we knew each other. But no one mentioned how he now wants to keep me, possess me, swallow me whole. How he likes to take, take, and take. He wants to leave me drained until I bow to him. Unlucky for him, I bow to no one. So bring it on.