"He thought I was his fiance when he pushed me in his bed". She was just the quiet florist girl-delivering roses, not trouble. But when she stepped into the mansion with that bouquet, he mistook her for his runaway fiancée. And when the city's most feared mafia lord makes a mistake... he never lets it go. But was she really mute or pretending, it's still a mystery.

Mathilda Lancaster had one rule: stay in control. After being cast out by her family and publicly branded unstable, control is the only thing she has left. It means keeping her head down, earning her degree, and building a future no one can take away from her. A receptionist position at Sinclair Group is supposed to be the first step. Then she meets Maximilian Sinclair. As CEO of one of New York's most powerful companies, he is known for being ruthless, demanding, and impossible to impress. He has no patience for distractions, and Mathilda has no interest in becoming one. Until one mistake turns into another. And another. By the time two pink lines appear on a pregnancy test, staying in control is no longer an option. The tension between them was never supposed to mean anything; now Mathilda -Tilly- must accept that some rules are meant to be broken.

Sierra Esposito knew three things well. One- People were inherently evil and selfish. Two- Words are what got you hurt. Three- Sometimes it was easier to accept the situation, rather than fight back. These three rules got her through life-- not unscathed, but alive. Even when she didn't want to be. ... Giuseppe De Santis had been searching for his missing daughter, ever since she was taken all those years ago. When he finally gets the phonecall saying she's been found, he's ecstatic. Finally happy that everything can go back to the way it used to be. But Sierra has changed since she was a baby and she knows nothing of him and his world. And when she isn't speaking to him or her brothers, it's almost impossible to get her to open up. They must learn to be a family again, but that's almost impossible. There are so many secrets between them and other factors are at play. Factors that are determined to get Sierra back, no matter who gets hurts. ... TW* This story has mentions/depictions of assault (physical, sexual, mental, etc), alcohol abuse, drug abuse, self-harm, suicidal ideation, suicide attempts, violence, and anything else falling under those categories. Please prioritize your mental health. *Any images in the cover and/or chapters are not mine. I found them on Pinterest* *I own all the rights to these characters. Please do not pirate my work*

Raised to be holy. Born into something far more dangerous. Seventeen year old, Evienne Ellery spent her life preparing for heaven. Sent away to a secluded boarding school in the Swiss Alps by distant, unfeeling adoptive parents, she was raised by nuns and priests to be obedient, submissive and small. Behind stone chapels and cold classrooms, Evienne learned early that love was conditional, punishment was holy, and suffering was something to be endured quietly Her future was simple: be good, be faithful, and one day do her duty-marry a man who would secure her family's interests. Her life was planned. Controlled. Perfect. Until it wasn't. When everything she knows collapses, Evienne is torn from the only world she has ever known and sent to live with her biological family-six brothers who are loud, vulgar, violent, and unapologetically criminal. They don't pray. They don't obey. And they certainly don't believe in God the way she was taught. They believe in blood. With them, she learns the truth of who she really is: The lost princess of one of the most powerful mafia families in the world. Her brothers have been searching for her for years, and now that they've found her, they refuse to lose her again. In their world of power, crime, and betrayals, Evienne learns that love doesn't always look gentle-and protection often comes with a body count. But as old family feuds resurface, enemies close in, and the past she was hidden from begins to reach for her, Evienne is forced to confront an impossible question: What happens when the people you love will never be welcome in heaven-and you're no longer sure you want to go without them?

At two years old, she was taken from everything she knew - a powerful father, devoted brothers, and a home where she was treasured beyond measure. Kidnapped by the one person meant to protect her, she vanished without a trace. Raised in cruelty by her mother and stepfather, she grew up believing pain was normal and love was something earned. She never knew she had been stolen - or that an entire empire had been quietly searching for her. For fourteen years, her father and brothers tore through cities, secrets, and bloodlines to find the daughter and sister ripped from them. Now, as she turns sixteen, the truth begins to unravel. And when a mafia family finally finds what was taken from them, they don't let go easily.

after her mother's death, sora is sent to live with three half brothers she's never known, counting down the days until she can leave. one night leaves sora shaken and filled with a shame she can't put into words. she swears she'll never tell anyone but as it slowly eats away at her, she's left with no choice but to turn to her brothers.

𝐆𝐈𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎, a young girl who's never known stability. Raised by a reckless, unstable mother, she spent her childhood caught between drug runs and police raids, ruining her right for a normal childhood. One night when her mother goes missing, Giulia's whole life changes... again. Will being under the guardianship of her new older brothers give her a chance at normalcy in her life or will they cause even more mess than before? Healing isn't easy and trust doesn't come free. ☆ ☆ ☆ As I lied there in the hospital bed with a pounding headache, practically suffocating me while barely conscious, I heard that familiar, raspy, deep, sleep deprived voice that I've recently come to find comfort in. "Nessuno oserà toccarti di nuovo senza perdere le mani, amore," they whispered. (No one will dare touch you again without losing their hands, love.) I felt two hands hold my face with a soft kiss on my forehead. Their rough and large hands a contrast to their gentleness. The comforter over me shuffled as the familiar person brought them up to my chin and tucked me in. "Riposati ora sei al sicuro, bambina," they murmured, stroking my hair. Before I knew it, simply the presence of them reassured me as I felt myself drift off again into a deep sleep. (Rest now, you're safe, baby). ☆ ☆ ☆ 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 (noun): a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.

The Final Act is a dark psychological crime novel about a girl who is stolen, and refuses to be softened by it. Ary was never meant to be anyone's baby. She grew up feral around the edges, raised on neglect, addiction, and instability, learning early that love was temporary and survival was loud. She drank, smoked, disappeared for days at a time, and answered to no one because no one had ever stayed long enough to matter... Until she's taken. Kidnapped, Trafficked, and sold, not to freaks or perverts, but to them. Apollo and Chiara Mancini: a powerful Italian mafia couple married for over twenty years, bound by loyalty, blood, and loss. They had four beautiful little boys, all of which were nearly grown and out of the nest.... But something was missing. And after decades of miscarriages and buried grief, they acquire what the world denied them of: a daughter. What they get instead is a storm. Ary is sharp-mouthed, volatile, and openly defiant. She doesn't want their rules, their protection, or their version of care. She doesn't want a "mommy" or a "daddy." And she sure as hell doesn't want to be molded into the obedient little girl Chiara once dreamed of. But the Mancinis don't give choices...they give expectations. Now trapped in a gilded cage of discipline, surveillance, and forced affection, Ary must decide whether she'll bend to the life being imposed on her... or resist it and endure the consequences. In a world where love and punishment blur, The Final Act asks a brutal question: What happens when a girl who refuses to be owned is claimed anyway?

▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ❥ The forest will forever be your home. No matter where your family moves you'll always be pulled back to the Omatikaya clan, your people. The waves and their tide could never pull you in. An insufferable boy only makes your time at sea ten times worse. With each sly comment and tease thrown your way, you only wish to drown at sea. Instead of spending another moment with him. ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ╰┈➤ 𝘼𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙣𝙜 x FemOmatikayaReader ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ 𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙄 ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃

zal'kanti was born from the embers of greed, raised as a flame meant to spread. Calm wasn't a feeling she has ever felt in fact being calm was a privilege more seen as weakness, they were meant to cause chaos, the great mother hadn't blessed them with calmness she reeked havoc over their home instead so they promised to spread it until they couldn't. Zal'kanti knew she was raised for purpose she just didn't understand her purpose not when the person who raised her was too obsessed with the power fire gifted her, not when every Navi in her clan steered from her in fear of their tsahik, espically when she was cursed with being stuck with an overly annoying boy who she only saw as a demon. Loak was born from love, love so strong wars were fought to protect everything his clan loved and nutured. Loak wasn't raised in a traditional Navi sense, he had and will always have human ways in him. He was different physically, mentally, even spiritually. Loak never understood if he even had purpose, he knew his brother had purpose, neteyam a warrior at heart; Loak understood that wasn't who he was, he tried his hardest to fight like a warrior but his heart knew it wasn't his purpose. A great heart was a flaw he suffered, espically when he spares the life of a girl who held a great deal of contempt for him.