Eve Beckett, the girl with a broken soul. She has just transferred into Pembroke College as a sophomore, craving a fresh start after a rocky freshman year. Growing up in an abusive home with an absent mother and an violent father, Eve is set on never falling in love, using dance as her way of escape from reality. What happens when she bumps into a familiar face on campus, who gave her a bad impression? Carson Blake, the school golden boy. The quarterback of Pembroke college has a perfect life, a perfect family, he's got girls at every turn and is undeniably attractive. But he still feels that biting feeling in his heart that he's felt since he was a kid. In the Blake family, carrying the Blake name makes or breaks your position in the family. What will happen when the stress gets to Carson? Is there such thing as soulmates? And do Carson and Eve fit the criteria? Can they handle just being friends? And when hardships come in the way, rude families, ex crushes, the past. Can they make it out alive? Read to find out more about Eve and Carson's story. Third book in the 'Winning Hearts' series BUT can be read as a standalone. ౨ৎ ౨ৎ ౨ৎ ౨ৎ Started: { 1 July 2024 } Finished: { 15 January 2025 }

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

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_ لم اكن اتخيل انني قد اعود لذلك البلد مجددا... لاكنني عدت.... ووقعت في شباك خطيب اختي... و الاسوء ان الانجذاب متبادل. _اعدك بطبع ذكريات جميلة فوق تلك السيئة مثلما اطبع قبلاتي فوق جروحك _ _مقلتيك علي وانا اضاجعك في غرفتك بينما خطيبتي تنتظرني في الاسفل _ " هذا الجمال يستحق ان تجرح شفتاه لا قلبه" _Jeon Jungkook. _ Kim evelyn.