𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐕 was a name whispered with equal parts fear and respect. The Russian princess who refused to be protected, hidden, or controlled. She was ruthless, intelligent, and deadly - an assassin trained from childhood to survive in a world where weakness meant death. Katerina didn't need anyone to save her. She had spent her entire life becoming the person everyone else feared. 𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 was the man who stood beside power, not beneath it. The second hand. The strategist. The one who kept chaos from destroying everything around him. While others acted on emotion, Elias relied on logic, discipline, and control. His entire life was built on plans, calculated moves, and knowing exactly what came next. Until her. When Katerina Romanov is captured by the Stone family, she becomes more than just an enemy prisoner. She is the daughter of the empire responsible for devastating the Italian bloodline, for taking countless lives, and for tearing away the woman they all swore to protect. She should be someone Elias despises. Someone he destroys. Someone he never lets himself understand. But the more he learns about the woman behind the weapon, the more his carefully controlled world begins to unravel. She's the enemy. He's the man meant to break her. And whatever grows between them was never supposed to exist. Because some obsessions are dangerous. Some loyalties are impossible to betray. And some secrets are powerful enough to destroy everything they've built. But when the lines between hatred and desire begin to blur... The question isn't whether they can survive each other. It's whether they can survive the truth.

𝐆𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈 was the kind of girl people talked about before she even walked into the room. Too loud. Too reckless. Always somewhere she shouldn't be, dressed in silk and bad decisions, chasing the next thrill like she had something to outrun. As the daughter of one of the most powerful mafia families, she grew up around blood and power, but Gianna never let it tame her. If anything, it made her worse. 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 was the opposite. Cold, controlled, impossible to read. A man people feared before they ever met him. He built his empire with loyalty, violence, and the kind of patience that made him dangerous. Nothing touched him. Nothing got close enough to. Then their families forced a marriage neither of them wanted. Now Gianna is stuck inside a world built on rules she refuses to follow, living with a man who watches everything and forgives nothing. And Nicholas is left dealing with the one person capable of getting under his skin without even trying. She's chaos. He's control. And neither one plans on giving in first. But the thing about cages is - eventually, something inside them starts clawing its way out.

Wedding Planner x Mafia Boss Grace Hartley, an ambitious wedding planner with a passion for perfection, is hired to organize the wedding of Serena Costa, the youngest member of the powerful and dangerous Costa family. The arrangement seems simple enough: design a dream wedding for a woman she hardly knows, all while staying out of the family's criminal world. But when she meets Santino Costa-mafia boss, ruthless protector, and brother to the bride-her world begins to shift. In a world where loyalties are tested and every move is a game, Grace must navigate a fine line between professionalism and the growing pull of a man she knows she should stay away from. But with every passing moment, the wedding she's planning isn't the only thing that starts to feel binding. .......................................... #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in Italian #1 in fiction #1 in mobboss #1 in Boss

love • /ləv/ an intense feeling of deep affection.

She gave him five years, a son, and her wolf. He gave her nothing but cold shoulders and contraceptive pills. When Roxie Lane walks out of her loveless mating and demands a divorce, she isn't the broken woman her Alpha husband expects. She's done mourning a bond he never honored. Done swallowing her pride for a man whose only warmth belongs to someone else. But Ravi Lane doesn't let go of what's his. And somewhere between his cruelty and his desperate, clumsy attempts to keep her, the lines between possession and love begin to blur-for both of them. She has her father to free, a child to protect, and a future to build from the wreckage of everything she sacrificed. He has six years of guilt, a revenge he can no longer bring himself to finish, and a wolf that won't stop howling for the one woman walking away from him. This is a slow-burn werewolf romance about a woman reclaiming herself, a man learning-too late, maybe-what it means to truly love someone, and whether a bond forged in betrayal can ever become something worth keeping.

I, Alpha Killian Nightshade, reject you, Elara Vance, as my mate and future Luna. With those cold words, Elara's world shattered. Framed for a crime she didn't commit by a jealous rival and publicly humiliated by the man she loved, Elara is cast out as a rogue. But she carries a secret that will shake the foundation of the werewolf kingdoms: she is pregnant with twin Alphas.​Left for dead in the Forbidden Forest, Elara doesn't die. She transforms.​Five years later, the "weak" girl is gone. In her place stands the Silver Shadow, a lethal mercenary with ancient power and a cold heart. She returns to her former pack not for love but for reckoning. When Killian sees the two young boys with his golden eyes, he realizes his mistake. But Elara isn't looking for an apology she's rather looking for a throne.

The Assassin Who Howled. Kaela Varyn was raised to be a weapon. Trained by the deadly assassin order known as the Silver Veil, she has spent her entire life hunting monsters. On her eighteenth birthday, she receives her first real mission. Kill the Werewolf King. The plan is simple: infiltrate the wolves' territory, find the king, and end his life. But when Kaela is captured before she can strike, something impossible happens beneath the full moon. She transforms. Into the very creature she was raised to destroy. Now trapped among the wolves, Kaela must learn how to control the power inside her while hiding the truth about who she really is. And the one person who seems determined to uncover her secrets is the dangerously powerful King Alaric Nightbane. The closer they grow, the harder it becomes to ignore the bond forming between them. But when Kaela discovers the horrifying truth about the assassins who raised her - and what they do to werewolves - everything changes. Now she must decide where her loyalty lies. With the family who made her a killer... Or the wolves who might claim her heart.

Rejected by her mate. Thrown out by her pack. Built herself back up from nothing. Three years later the Alpha King smells her through a car window and stops mid-traffic. His wolf has been pointing in her direction for five years. She's not going to make it easy for him. And when her ex has to watch her get crowned Queen in front of every pack alive?

"I, Kael Voss, reject you, Lyra Ashwood, as my mate." One sentence. That's all it took to destroy everything. On the night of the Moon Ceremony, eighteen-year-old Lyra Ashwood finally discovers her fated mate - Kael Voss, the Beta's golden son, the most desired wolf in Silverpine Pack. But instead of claiming her, he rejects her. Publicly. Brutally. In front of every wolf she's ever known. Cast out into the Wildlands with nothing but the clothes on her back, Lyra is ready to die. Until the Shadow Guard finds her. They serve Alpha King Damian Nightfang - the most powerful and feared Alpha on the continent. A man who hasn't taken a mate in ten years. A man with eyes like midnight and secrets darker than the shadows he commands. When Damian sees Lyra, something impossible happens. A second mate bond ignites between them. But Lyra is broken, distrustful, and refuses to be claimed again. And Damian? He's hiding a truth that could shatter them both. ⚠️ Contains: mate rejection, second chance romance, slow burn, possessive alpha, strong FL, dark secrets, pack politics 📖 Updates regularly

(This is not a fanfic) There are secrets that burn more than fire. For me the secret has a first and last name, not to mention he shares drinks with my father in the living room. And obsessive attraction consumed in secret, where every touch is a betrayal and every confession is made in whispers.