Damian Hayes had ambition, power, and no room for strings attached. Elara Everly had innocence, dreams, and a heart he'd broken. Three years later, politics; a thread woven from power and corruption, throws them together again. This time, she's a fearless journalist, and he's the president. The stakes are higher, the tension slicing, and the past refuses to stay buried. "Kiss me," his lips grazed hers, his voice a dangerous murmur. "Kiss me... and I'll withdraw the attack on your pathetic boyfriend." Updates everyday :)

"For if the devil was ever to see her, he would kiss her eyes and repent." ___________________________________ Falling from 38, 000 feet after her parents presidential private jet is attacked is the least of 17 year old Talanda's problems, but waking up on Kingsland, an island full of Converts may be the first. All she has to do to stay safe on the Island-Convert boarding school is stay quiet and go unnoticed, something that would have come easy to her as she is naturally introverted and most importantly..mute. However she discovers it's hard to go unnoticed when you are a human on an island of Converts or when you're being stalked by a well known Soul stealing blue eyed boy, or find yourself in between alpha males and especially when your hidden identity surpasses all around you..a daughter of a king...THE KING. it also doesn't help when you begin to do things even Converts would call unusual ********* UNSPOKEN (book 1 in the Conversion series) percy jackson meets shatter me meets twilight -The Conversion: the supernatural futuristic event that converted 5 percent of earth's population into humans with supernatural abilities known as Converts. A unique book mixed with all your favorite species -gods? Check -demi-gods? Check -super heroes? Check -werewolves? Check -demons and angels? Check -vampires? Check -romance? Check. -new creatures and powers? CHECK! Hi

When rising defense attorney Sienna Carter is forced to defend a crime lord's son, she lands in the sights of Cassio Falcone the ruthless Italian Mafia Don. To keep his empire safe, Cassio gives her a choice: marry him or lose everything. Trapped in a deadly game of power and passion, Sienna vows to hate him-but Cassio is dangerously obsessed. And in a world where love is a weapon, falling for the villain might be her biggest mistake.

Genre: Romance, Mafia, Arranged Marriage, Dark Love, Drama --- Main Characters: Amara Johnson - 24-year-old ambitious African-American woman, a talented fashion designer who just landed her big break. Fierce, independent, hates being controlled. Luca Moretti - 29-year-old ruthless Italian mafia heir. Cold, dominant, and carries a dark aura. His life revolves around power and loyalty to his family. Antonio Moretti - Luca's father, head of the Moretti crime family. Tessa - Amara's best friend who always speaks her mind. --- Plot Summary: Amara's life takes a shocking turn when her father, deep in debt, promises her hand in marriage to Luca Moretti, heir to the Italian Mafia empire. Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Amara must navigate a world of danger, betrayal, and passion. Luca is everything she hates-arrogant, possessive, and terrifyingly powerful-but also the man who makes her pulse race like never before. Their marriage starts as a contract. But when rival gangs target Amara, Luca's protectiveness awakens something deeper in both of them. Love in the mafia world is never safe-especially when secrets and blood oaths threaten to tear them apart. --- Themes: 🔥 Arranged Marriage 🔥 Enemies to Lovers 🔥 Dark Mafia Romance 🔥 Possessive Hero / Independent Heroine 🔥 Passion + Danger ---

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𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐀 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. ❝𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐟. 𝐀𝐦 𝐈 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲?❞ 𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐕𝐈 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐀𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫? ────── 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧!!! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃.

➪ 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝖨𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗑 𝖻𝖿． 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝟨'𝟦 𝖨𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖬𝖺𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈 𝖣𝖾𝗅𝗀𝖺𝖽𝗈．𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉？ 𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗌？ { 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 } 𝖥𝗎𝗁𝗁𝗓𝗓 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦． 𝖠𝖫𝖫 𝖱𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳𝖲 𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖵𝖤𝖣． #𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 #𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍 #𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐍 #𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ✰✰✰✰✰

••• "Just because I haven't touched you as a husband should, that doesn't mean I won't," he said, his voice low and menacing. Her knees felt weak, and she didn't dare move from where she stood, his presence overwhelming her completely. She could barely speak, her voice coming out in a soft, stammering whisper. "It-it wasn't anything like that. I swear... I" ~~~ ••• 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. To save her father's life, she made one vow: marry the coldest man in the city-and never fall in love. But monsters have hearts too. And his only beat for her. A Dark Forced Marriage Romance.

.ೃ࿐𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓜𝓐𝓕𝓘𝓐 𝓑𝓞𝓢𝓢 & 𝓗𝓘𝓢 𝓢𝓘𝓝𝓕𝓤𝓛 𝓐𝓓𝓓𝓘𝓒𝓣𝓘𝓞𝓝.ೃ࿐ ᯽⊱┈──╌❊ - ❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱ "I'm starting to think you enjoy pushing my limits, il mio bel piccolo fiore," he grits out through clenched teeth, exerting just the right amount of pressure on the hand he has wrapped securely around my throat-enough to make my pulse race. I fight the urge to keep my eyes from rolling into the back of my head from the sheer dominance of him, determined to hold my composure. Instead, I flash him a slow, taunting smile from beneath my lashes. A silent, fuck you. My lack of reaction urges him to press harder and his grip tightens. A strangled moan betrays me, slipping past my lips. My eyes widen, and his chuckle is dark, amused. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," he taunts, tilting his head, reveling in my torment. "Or is it that you want to piss me off?" he whispers, gaze flicking to my parted lips. "Tell me, bloom," he growls, "do you want me to devour that sweet little pussy of yours until you finally understand who you belong to?" His voice is a dangerous promise, sliding over me like silk and steel, eliciting a quiet gasp as he traces his lips along the tender skin of my ear. His lips trail down, ghosting over the sensitive slope of my neck and my pulse flutters as a response. I inhale sharply-just as he latches onto a certain spot. And I choke, knees weakening. What the hell have I gotten myself into? ⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊ - ❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱ What happens when a ruthless, all-powerful Mafia Don becomes fixated on a stripper with more secrets than scars? She defies him. He takes what's his. But with the past rising to drag them under, one question remains: Will they survive each other, or burn beautifully together? ❥Read to find out-and don't forget to check the tags❥.

New to the small southern town, brown-skinned Evalyn Brown answers an ad for domestic help. Enter her new employer, the disagreeable and decidedly white William Davis, who works for the town's police department. As time progresses, their relationship to each other, their small town, and the people who inhabit it changes. In the mid-1900s in a place so easily described as backwards, change can very rapidly become a dangerous friend. x He said nothing but continued to approach, and I started backing up, my hands in front of me to create space. He advanced until I had nowhere to go, and the stories of southern Negro women being lynched, beaten, raped, and on swirled in my mind. There were some battles to fight, and this was not one of them. I just wanted to appease whatever angry beast I had stirred within him and go back to my role as his quiet housekeeper. "William, I - ." Idiot! His whispered name slipped from my mouth before I could stop it. Today was the worst possible day to mistakenly call him by his first name. I closed my eyes as tears escaped out their corners. I didn't want to watch whatever was going to happen next. "Look. At. Me." His words were a constrictor that wound around my neck and tightened. His heady, hot breath fanned over my face. I opened my eyes and peered through my tear-blurred vision. His orbs were almost black as onyx, but tumultuous and frightening. He studied me and my pulse thudded deafeningly in my ears. "I want you to stop." His voice was low and threatening.