📜 DETAILED SYNOPSIS Title: THE SILENCED DAUGHTER OF THE DON Elena Lana De Luca was born into cruelty. The only daughter of an Italian Mafia Don who despised women, she witnessed horrors most could never imagine-her mother abused, broken, and silenced, and Elena herself cursed to a life she did not choose. At seven, her father ensured she could never defy him: a doctor made her unable to speak, and her life was marked by obedience and confinement. On her eighteenth birthday, Elena is thrust into a marriage arranged from the moment she was born-a union with Leonardo Santoro, a dominant, dangerous Mafia heir she has never met. Silent and astute, Elena navigates her new world carefully, observing the fortress-like mansion, the staff, and her powerful husband with unblinking eyes. She cannot speak, but she sees everything, calculates every move, and silently asserts control in ways no one expects. Leonardo, captivated by her beauty, strength, and silence, is drawn to her in ways he cannot explain. Yet he is wary of the quiet fire in her amber-green eyes-a fire that could rival his own power. As secrets unravel, desires awaken, and dangers close in, Elena must decide whether to survive, dominate, or claim the only freedom she has ever known: the power to define her own fate.

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

(TW: This story will contain gender dysphoria, transphobia, homophobia, deaths, blood, and smut) Osora Calaveras is the son of New York City biggest Mafia leaders. Born female at birth, but because of his families long legacy and traditions that the first male son would take over one day. When his mother got ill after giving birth and could no longer bear children, his father and uncle made the rash decision to raise him and present him as a male. All Osora's life did, he had to keep this a secret from everyone outside his family. Following the death of his mother when he was 6 years old, things became even harder for him. After a shipment incident caused chaos among as a quickly growing rival gang set their eyes on the his family and gang they're forced to make alliances with their biggest enemies. The Arguitrez's. What happens when Osora is paired with the leaders son, Arias Arguitrez, who eventually finds out his secret. And... what will happen when they end up gaining feelings... for each other?

"𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗺𝗮𝘇𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴?" ~Wow. Love at first sight. Itadori's down bad. ~18+ Content! ~ I do NOT own any of the jjk characters

Blackwell Boarding School is swarmed with cameras that prey on the students in order to film for the reality TV show that shows an exclusive inside to an elite school. Zora McQueen avoids the glistening TV screen when her nudes are spread around campus, instead taking comfort with the only other person who keeps secrets from the public. Alluring mystery and dubbed slut, Eliott Hearse. Except now, Eliott is missing and no one has the faintest idea where she could've gone. Taking matters into her own hands, Zora believes that the answers may lie in Eliott's favourite game: chess. Partnering with the school's best chess club player, Arwyn Truong, Zora learns that not everything is as it seems and that perhaps the old school holds far more secrets than they'd care to admit. Some secrets hitting dangerously close to home. In order to see things for what they are and find her friend, Zora must escape the gossip and cameras that follow her closely and embrace the title she adorns. The only way to do that? Follow the Slut's Guide to Chess. [2022 Watty's Shortlist] [Featured on Wattpad Editors' Picks, April 2021 + 2023]

Sasha Morozova isn't a woman you cross. CEO by day, predator by nature, she rules with fear, power, and a carefully measured cruelty. Her world is one of control, contracts, and blood - and she never fails. Then comes Talia Navarro. Frail, pale, trembling... a prisoner dropped into Sasha's den. Every moment is a test, every breath a gamble. But Talia's purpose was unexpectedly altered - she wasn't the prisoner who should have been sent to Sasha. Now, instead of finding the 'right' prisoner, Sasha will make sure to use Talia to her own advantage. A wedding awaits, and in exchange, the key to an empire. Dark, twisted, and intense, this story isn't about a happily ever after. It's about control, obsession, and the dangerous dance between two people who shouldn't belong together - and yet, somehow, can't stay apart. Trigger warning: contains violence, psychological manipulation, and dark themes. Reader discretion is advised. 🏅 mascxfem 🏅 femxmasc 🏅 domesticnoir

Russian Mafia also known as (Bartva) Daughter of a mafia boss Her best friends are also daughters of mafia men Main character - Anastasia Volkov, The best friends- Annika Solokov, Athena Petrov, Karina Morozov. These girls all have tattoos showing what Mafia they are from. These girls are 18 and have to decide to marry a man of mafia or else the men will be chosen for them. Anastasia also known as Ana will be forced to marry the man she considers her enemy Nikolai Ivanov. They have always been rivals since childhood. Annika is engaged to her bf his name is Dimitri Russo, thankfully he was already born into mafia or else her father would have never allowed it. Athena is also engaged to her bf his name is Dante Salvatore. Karina is still searching for her fiancée but no man has caught her eye and her father is impatient. The three boys mentioned are all best friends. But extremely cold hearted to people they do not care about. first chapter starting off With Anastasia and her father arguing over who she is to marry for her future as the heir to the mafia I will warn now my English is not the best

"What do you see yourself doing in the future, Kyzier?" I asked. She walked over to the table and sat down directly in front of me. "I see myself doing you," she said, licking her lips." Dark, tense, and addictive-this is not your average doctor patient dynamic. It's something more...

We were twelve and thirteen when we met. She was the prodigy. I was the girl in the seats. We became inseparable. Billie Eilish taught me how to trust green rooms, group chats, and secrets whispered during warmups. I learned her laugh, her moods, the way she'd call me Mel like it meant something. I didn't realize I was in love with her until years later-after the pet names, the late-night calls, the almosts we never talked about. When we finally blurred the line-just us, no labels-it felt inevitable. Then she cut me off for a boy with a smirk and a spotlight. He found out about us. He made sure I knew I'd never be enough. I showed her what he sent. She chose him anyway. We haven't spoken since. Now I'm twenty-one, vegan, five feet of fury, chaos, and accidental fame. My sister Mya, my best friend Grace, and I are building something real. I swore I was done waiting for Billie to choose me. But the universe? Messy. Her music keeps finding its way into my life-and my work. People keep asking about us. And every time I see her name, I remember the way she used to look at me like I was hers. She says we're nothing. I remember everything. We're not friends. We're not over. And if she wants to pretend it didn't happen-fine. Let her watch while the whole world falls for the girl she walked away from.