She is fire. I am gasoline. She refuses to yield. I don't surrender. Once I claim something, It's mine. Some bonds are forged in love. Ours was bound in blood. ────────────────── S Y N O P S I S Mateo Costello rules with fear. A rising mob boss with blood on his hands and enemies at his feet, he's built his empire on brutality, loyalty, and the unspoken promise that betrayal ends in death because that is all he's ever known. Nobody crosses him twice. Nobody survives long enough to try. Then he meets Malia Sofia. Defiant, elusive, and impossible to control, Malia burns through every wall Mateo has spent years building around himself. She's all sharp edges and wildfire fury, the kind of woman who would rather start a war than bow her head. And for the first time in his life, Mateo finds himself undone by someone he can't intimidate, buy, or break. After all, betrayal cuts deep when it's personal. Drawn together by violence, secrets, and a hunger neither of them can resist, Mateo and Malia are forced into a world where love is lethal and loyalty comes at a price. Because in the mafia, blood binds deeper than promises... and sometimes, love begins with fatal alliances.

18-year-old Bianca Vitale always gets what she wants. Whether it's a guy, money, or good grades, she has it all, except one thing of course. When she finally gathers up the courage to ask her father if she can join the Vitale family mafia and he says no, Bianca loses it. Can she make things work with the good guy? Or when she scares him away, will she give up and go for the bad boy? Warning: Mature Themes!! 18+ -language -sexual content -violence This is also a first draft with little to no editing done. *will edit after finished* All Rights Reserved © - this story belongs to @riaemd - no copying of any sort! Cover by - @_navyblueee_

Eleanor Nightingale is pursuing her career as a professional ballet dancer at the Royal Ballet School in London. However, not everything is at it seems. Adjusting to life in London, she soon crosses paths with a man who will turn her world of peace and happiness upside down and be thrown into a world of pain and suffering. All it takes is for someone to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She went to help, but ends up being blamed. Her life will never be the same as she goes head to head with London's most notorious and fearsome man, Oscar Hendricks.

"The Underground Fighter and His Childhood Best Friend" ❦ Sasha "Kayo" Sokolov is a Russian fighter who was sent to America at a young age. One day, he met a young girl by the name of Everleigh Wilson, who taught him how to speak English, and helped him with his studies. They bonded so easily and became the best of friends. Years passed, and Sasha disappeared. Everleigh had to go on with life without her best friend. Until one lonely night when she saw the one man she loved more than anything beating another man to death. - "What happened to the boy I used to know?" she questioned, shutting her eyes at the feel of his hand traveling up her dress. He was so close to her throbbing core, and she hated how much she wanted him to touch her, enter her, ruin her. Sasha smirked sadistically. "He's gone, kitten. And he's never coming back." ❦ 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. (SAMPLE)

"This is what happens when you try to take away what is ours," he whispered into my ear, causing me to shiver. "We'll strip you down, tie you up, and never let you go. You're our perfect little slave, aren't you?" ~ One gift. One threat. One stalker. And she lost everything. Emma had everything she could've wanted; A membership at the most exclusive BDSM club in the city, the sweetest best friend she could've ever asked for, and three devilishly handsome men with a talent for making all her desires come true-until he arrived. Hidden in the dark, in crowds, behind gifts and screens, he follows her, tracks her, watch her. Wanting her. Emma knew danger was stalking her, trying to take her away from everyone, but most of all from them. The first gift came with a warning, how many would she get before the warning became a threat? And a threat became a promise? Could she ignore the warning, or did she have to give away what her heart treasured the most? Or were the men she needed to run from the ones she should be running towards? ~ "You look perfect like this. All naked. All bound. All ours," one of them growled; the finality of his statement felt like a branding on my bare skin. I wanted the branding to sting, to burn-to forever keep me at my masters' side, like an invisible mark linking my life with their life. My soul with their soul. But I knew, nothing would ever be final as long as he was still there, lurking. Waiting. Wanting. This book contains steamy, erotic scenes, age-gap romance with multiple men, and filthy language. Two chapters will be posted 31. December at 12 PM (GMT), then one chapter every other day.