Ever since she's been a child, Leila Rossetti's sole ambition has been to seize control of The Cosa Nostra and avenge the childhood she lost by the claws her father, The Don. When she inadvertently declares war on the Russians, who have long held a vice grip on the underground, her plans go right in the trash giving way to a far more dangerous threat. Yet the overconfidence of the Italian assassin is nothing more than a source of amusement to Nikolai Romanov, king of The Bratva. Known for his ruthlessness and absolute control over Russia, he views Leila's reckless move as merely an entertaining spectacle, like a predator who only toys with its prey before devouring it. So what happens when The Pakhan finally decides to strike his prey? ________________________ His thumb traced the sensitive skin of my wrist, a slow rhythm that felt like he was counting my heartbeats. Then he leaned in, his lips hovering near my ear, not touching, yet the heat was enough to sear. "You're so beautiful. Even when you lie to me." I rolled my eyes, tilting my head back against his shoulder just to show him I wasn't afraid of the proximity, even while my skin screamed at the contact. "And you're still an arrogant bastard who thinks he can keep a throne just by sitting on it." "I don't just sit on it, milaya. I bleed for it. And occasionally, I make sure others bleed a little more." The vibration of his throaty chuckle sent shivers down my spine. "Now, tell me another lie. I want to see if you can make your heart rate match your tongue."

"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐨𝐯 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐲 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧. "𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘬. 𝘙𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥." Anatasiya Volkov was born into shadows, raised as her father's prophecy-his prodigy, his pawn. Trained to fight, to survive, to bend until she broke. But when her world collides with Matteo De Luca, heir to an empire that mirrors her own darkness, rivalry turns into obsession, and every waltz becomes a battlefield. In the ashes of betrayal and blood, Anatasiya learns the cruelest truth of all: she was never meant to be saved-she was meant to rule. From pawn to queen, from prophecy to reign-Anatasiya must choose between love and survival, empire and freedom, her heart and her crown. Because in their world, power is the only language, and mercy is the sharpest weakness. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗰𝘆. 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗺𝘆'𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿. 𝗧𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻- 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗻.

𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐌'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱 She's the city's top model. Seen by everyone. Known by no one. She survives by keeping her past sealed tight- every bruise, every secret, every ugly truth locked behind elegance and restraint. Her life is a performance, and she never misses a step. Until she slips... ...and falls straight into the orbit of the man she was taught to despise most. One reckless act- done under the guise of a false persona- sets something irreversible in motion. A line is crossed. A fire is sparked. And the illusion of distance between them shatters. That night leaves her with a hangover, and a realization she can't escape. You don't have to die to go to hell. Some men bring it right to you. He is power without conscience. A presence felt more than seen. The devil everyone fears. She is a mess dressed in designer. A voice that refuses to be silenced. The angel everyone envies. Logic says they should never align. That their worlds, their loyalties, and their sins are fundamentally opposed. Nexum says there couldn't be a better fit. 𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 @xplicitlyvenus 2025, all rights reserved

An alliance that was doomed before it even began... ❥❥❥❥ Leo Ricci has built a name for himself despite living in his older brother's shadow. He can charm a room with nothing more than a smile, while turning his enemies into nothing more than ruin. But he never accounted for her. Independent, fierce, and beautiful, Cara Maguire has turned his world upside down. But she's also his brother's fiancé. And wanting her goes against almost every single code he lives by. Even worse? She sees right through him. His polished charm does nothing to stop her from uncovering the recklessness and resentment he's worked so hard to bury over the years. - Tough, resilient, and lethal, Cara runs toward danger like it's child's play. And as the daughter of one of the most feared men in the city, she's never had to beg for anything in her life. Not from her father. And not from the men who have been instructed to keep her safe at all costs. She's never questioned where her loyalty lies. So when a shocking discovery puts everything she thought she knew in shambles, she is forced to confront how far she would go to protect her family. Even if that means confronting her own past and marrying a man from one of the most dangerous families in the city to preserve an empire. But she wasn't prepared for the marriage to complicate things even more. Because while her fiancé is ice, his brother is the sun. ❥❥❥❥ - Dark Romance - Reverse Sunshine x Grumpy - Mafia -He Falls First -Forced Proximity

Kimberly Bosch is a baker. She makes cinnamon rolls and birthday cakes and pretends her life hasn't fallen apart. Her boyfriend is dead. Her best friend pulled the trigger. And now the Irish mob is asking questions she can't answer. She should be scared. She is scared. But survival has a way of making you do things you never thought you were capable of. Alexei Arkadi is an enforcer. He doesn't speak unless ordered. He doesn't feel unless forced. He was made in a Siberian hell called Section 13, forged into a weapon with no name, no past, and no understanding of human emotion. He kills for the 'Ndrangheta. He follows orders. He doesn't ask questions. Until her. Kim doesn't know who Alexei is. She just knows he's the terrifying man who saved her twice without saying a word. She doesn't know he's a monster. She doesn't know he's covered in the blood of men who crossed his family. And she doesn't know that when the mob comes looking for answers, the only person who can protect her is the one man she should be running from. Alexei can't read her face. He can't understand why his chest feels tight when she's near. He only knows that when someone threatens her, his hands move before his brain catches up. He's a weapon. And he's pointed himself at anyone who tries to touch her. They call him the Vrykolakas. A monster. A ghost. But Kim looks at him like he's something else entirely. And that terrifies him more than anything Section 13 ever did. [Book #1 in the "Dirty Teresis" series]

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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