I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

After losing her parents at the age of twelve, Thandi spent years running-from orphan homes, street predators, and the crushing weight of poverty. Through it all, her big sister was her shield. Her hope. Her last thread of innocence in a world determined to strip it away. But when violence rips her sister from her life, Thandi's fragile world crumbles. Alone and helpless, she is sold into the hands of the De Luca family-the most feared mafia dynasty in the world. In the dark halls of power, cruelty, and desire, Thandi's stolen innocence echoes in every shadow. And survival may cost her the last pieces of the girl she used to be.

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𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 Ever since I was younger, being a mom has been a dream of mine. I was determined to make my dreams a reality, with or without a man. When I signed up for foster care, I didn't expect much because of the numerous requirements. However, everything changed when my caseworker dropped off four teenage girls who turned my life upside down in both wonderful and challenging ways. ────── "Hey. Hey. Calm down," It broke my heart to see my girls like this. "I-I-I don't want to leave," Lyric stated through her sobs. I looked at Jazlyn and saw that she was silently crying in the corner. I immediately brought her into my arms. "If you girls think I'm going to let that hoe take you from me without a fight, you're crazy. Everything is going to be okay," I reassured them and myself. I have to do all I can. I can't imagine my life without these girls.

"Mommy where's my daddy?" Mia pouted with tears in her eye's. "I don't know baby" I whispered pecking her forehead.

"You don't know the meaning of a pack!" Jadah Love Ryan, daughter of the beta to the SilverMist pack has had enough of being mistreated and disrespected by her own pack. Setting off to find a family and home she meets two girls with more pain than she could relate to but more or less empathize with. What'll happen after a year of training and being taken care of by the deadliest pack in the world? "Surprise" Join Jadah on her thrilling, emotional, and enchanted journey as she finds herself, redefines her definition of love, and figures out what great task the Moon Goddess has bestowed upon her!

"I said not now, so go sit your ass down and wait." he growled. I could tell he was trying to compose himself. I rolled my eyes and said, "You know what, go fuck yourself." As I was about to turn to walk away, a rough hand grabbed the back of my neck and turned me back around. I was now face to face with a visibly angry Ezra. He moved his mouth next to my ear and said, "Go wait in the fucking room." With that said, he let go of my nape and signaled for one of his men to guide me up to our hotel room. _________________________ teehee Best Rankings: #1 black woman- 4/14/21

Marco Delgado was a lot of things - cold, charming, merciless...and most definitely not a man who falls in love. His life revolved around keeping his brothers happy, himself alive, and eliminating threats. Aniyah Wright knew what she wanted in life- or at least she thought she did. Due to be forced into an arranged marriage and kiss her freedom goodbye, her control was gradually slipping through her fingers. Until Marco entered her life. With his calculating glare and terrifying smile, Marco throws Aniyah's life into jeopardy in an instant and vice versa- just how does he give her a chance at keeping her freedom? And can Aniyah be the one to send the weight of Marco's walls crumbling? *CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE BUT NOT RECOMMENDED*

𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔-𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. I chose him. I was forced to. But I never expected Mateo Marcelli to be battling his demons. Known as the most ruthless consigliere, he seals every deal-whether his enemies agree or not. The world fears him. The underground bows to him. And now, I'm bound to him. His presence is demanding-dangerous, all-consuming. I should run, I should fear him before he consumes me too. But something about his glare when his eyes look at me, it sets me ablaze. Twisting fear into desire. My heart whispers a truth my mind refuses to accept: Mateo Marcelli will never hurt me. Even when he offers me an escape... 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆.

By Kiki .L She met him before she even knew his name. It was supposed to be just another night-scrubbing tables, dodging sleazy comments, and surviving the greasy hellhole she worked at to pay for law school. But when she approached the table of seven silent men, cloaked in wealth and something far colder, she felt it-that shift in the air, like a predator had just gone still. "We're closing in 34 minutes," she snapped, exhausted and done pretending. One of them stared. He didn't speak. He didn't blink. Just watched her like he could tear her apart and piece her back together in ways she'd never recover from. Mikhail Volkov hadn't spoken since he was a child. He didn't need to. His silence was legendary. His cruelty, worse. He ruled from the shadows-Pakhan of the Volkov Bratva, a ghost draped in blood and billions, with an empire stretching from Moscow to New York and Boston bowing at his feet. No one dared cross him. No one walked away after seeing him for who he really was. But she did. She saw something she wasn't meant to. A gun. A body. And him-eyes dead, jaw clenched, waiting. She ran. He followed. And from that night on, her life was no longer her own. PG16 | Dark Romance | Bratva Mafia | Billionaire x Law Student | Obsession | Possession | Violence | Power | Mystery | South African Heroine | Psychological Tension | Silent Alpha | Trigger Warnings Apply First BOOK OF THE : HIS SERIES