An angel given into the hands of the devil himself.

*NOT EDITED* A dark-mafia romance revolving around marriage crisis. ___ Given at the tender age of twenty, Amara Morozóv found herself trapped in the clutches of a powerful and ruthless leader. She had always anticipated being confined to a life of darkness, but little did she know that it would be the very leader himself who would claim her as his possession. As time passed, Amara remained unable to penetrate the icy facade that enveloped Aiden Ross Morozóv. He had made a solemn promise to keep her at arm's length, even as she carried his bloodline, their heir. Amara did everything, she's still trying.

𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒, renowned CEO and entrepreneur. Ruthlessness was all she knew after her first love disappeared without a trace. Worst of it all was she was carrying his child, who turned out to be more of a blessing than a curse. Celeste worked her way around the single mother life and built an empire at the feet of her daughter. As time passed over, she never anticipated the return of her lover, the father of her daughter. Does he deserve a second chance? Will Celeste ever forgive him for leaving? 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐄𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐗𝐄𝐑

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A 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐞𝐬 novel. Can be read as a stand alone. ~ "𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝." ~ Vincent Rossi never survived himself. The world calls him the Don's Butcher. Capo. Killer. Monster. A man built from violence and sharpened by it. He carries ghosts like scars beneath his skin, and every drop of blood on his hands has only made the silence inside him louder. Then he sees her. Azra Sorrentino is everything he isn't. Brilliant. Defiant. Unbreakable. A woman forged in cruelty who somehow emerged with her heart intact. She should hate men like Vince. Instead, she can't stop looking at him. What begins as fascination becomes obsession. What begins as safety becomes temptation. Because beneath Vince's control lives something dangerous: a possessiveness capable of destroying them both. And beneath Azra's independence lies a secret that could unravel everything she believes about herself. The deeper she falls into Vince's world of soldiers, blood debts, and buried sins, the more impossible it becomes to tell where salvation ends, and ruin begins. Because the greatest lie Vince Rossi ever told wasn't to the police. Or even himself. It was believing he could protect Azra from the chaos when he was the chaos. And when the truth about her past finally comes for them, both will discover that love is far more terrifying than violence. In a world ruled by monsters, saints don't survive. They become monsters too. ~ -HEA/No OWD -Romance/thriller -mature scenes (18+) -AGE GAP (26F and 39M) -DARK STALKER ROMANCE -stripperxmafia I DON'T OWN THE COVERS.

They were never meant to trust each other. Let alone bleed beside one another. Elena Corsi is a strategist, a cold-blooded heir to one of Italy's most ruthless mafia legacies. She's never needed backup, and she certainly doesn't want it, not from a Russian, and especially not from Aleksander Petrov. He's the Bratva's second in command. Silent. Brutal. And impossible to read. Sent by Giovanni Moretti to "assist" her in training the next generation of soldiers and to stabilize the Italian mafia after it's new take over, Aleksander is everything Elena hates, detached, arrogant, and unreadably dangerous. He doesn't respect her rules. She doesn't care for his silence. But with the old families rising, alliances fracturing, and a target growing on both their backs, Elena and Aleksander are forced into uneasy proximity. Between training sessions, strategic meetings, and the looming chaos of the annual mafia ball, tensions crackle and control slips. Because loyalty is currency in their world-and attraction? It's a liability neither of them can afford. But when bullets start flying, and betrayal hides behind familiar faces, the real question isn't who they can trust... It's whether they'll survive long enough to figure out what they really are to each other.

[A dark mafia romance] In the great cosmic shit-show we call the justice system, there's the law... and then there's the counterweight. Forget Lady Justice, that blindfolded hack. She's just the statue out front. The real work, the greasing of the gears, that's done by a different kind of broad altogether. They've got a name for her: "The Dirty Lawyer". And let's be clear, they're not wrong. But to the six sons-of-bitches currently fertilizing a pine box forest, she's just Frank. See, Frankie operates on a different docket; a personal one: a list of names belonging to the pricks who turned her family into a memory. And she's been working her way down that list, real methodical-like. That was the plan, anyway. Then - he - had to show up and complicate the goddamn scenery. Hector Pierce. The society pages call him a businessman, a philanthropist. What they don't print is his real trade. The man is an artist whose medium is fear, and whose brush is a straight razor. The man has one rule: family. It's not a suggestion, it's a religion. So when a slick attorney with a death wish and a killer pair of legs starts sniffing around his family, she stops being a nuisance and becomes a problem. And Hector Pierce... he's a goddamn problem-solver. He looked her right in those two barrels of doom she calls eyes and promised to burn her world down to the foundation. And she should want to put a bullet right between his principled, stupidly gorgeous eyes. But his loyalty... that deep, caveman, "I'd-kill-for-my-blood" loyalty... it's a fucking distraction. To Hector, Frankie isn't just a threat. She's a lawyer who can argue a case on Monday and dispose of a body on Tuesday. Beautiful in a way that should be illegal. He's decided he's making her his. It's not a question of if, but a question of when the hell she would stop fighting him on it. [Book 2 in the Sins of the City series.]

In the shadowed world of power and betrayal, Dmitri Volkov rules with cold precision. As the head of a sprawling empire built on control and fear, he's used to being untouchable. But one fleeting glance at Katy Bennett-a struggling secretary drowning in overdue bills and hidden sorrows-threatens to unravel the control he's spent a lifetime mastering. Katy's life is a relentless cycle of survival, her every moment consumed by a desperate fight to keep her mother's care afloat. When her world collides with Dmitri's, she's thrust into a dangerous dance with the man who can destroy or save her with a single word. Drawn together by an undeniable force, Dmitri and Katy must navigate a web of treachery, where enemies lurk in every shadow, and love becomes both a weapon and a weakness. But when Dmitri's past resurfaces, bringing blood debts and bitter rivalries to their doorstep, the two must decide: can they survive together in a world that was never meant to let them? Love and loyalty clash with vengeance and power in this dark, intoxicating romance that will leave you breathless.

Andy Hopper already had enough to deal with. She hated her mom's new boyfriend, she was still grieving the death of her sister, and she hadn't seen her dad in years. The last thing she needed was to be packed up and shipped off to the small town of Hawkins, Indiana to live with said dad. And she certainly didn't need to deal with the mouthbreather Steve Harrington as her desk buddy or the stupid and giddy way he made her feel. It was about time for some damage control. (S1- )

❝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮...❞ -HELLO? by clairo and rejjie snow. ────.✦🪽 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... isabel crosby knows exactly who she is on the ice. off the ice? that's a little more complicated. as the world watches her chase medals and make history, isabel finds herself navigating friendships, fame, pressure, and the chaos that comes with growing up in the spotlight. especially when a certain san jose sharks rookie starts showing up in places she never expected. because life would be a lot easier if everything stayed inside the rink. macklin celebrini x fem!oc lowercase intended! as of 25.03.2026 #1 in united #1 in plsreadthis #1 in olympics