❧ 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐔 was never meant to rule-but when her father is murdered, she becomes ANGE the Angel of the underworld and the French mafia. Cold. Ruthless. Alone. She built an empire from blood and silence-until the Italian mafia tries to steal it all after she rejects their Don's marriage proposal. To survive, she does the unthinkable: marries the one man she swore to hate forever. ❧ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐋 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐕 - the dangerous, damaged king of the Russian Bratva. He calls her 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎，𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑦𝑠ℎ𝑘𝑎，𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙 - but his eyes see through her armor. Their marriage is one of power, not love. But living under the same roof, in the same estate, with secrets between them and enemies closing in... something begins to crack. He's haunted by his past. She's running from hers. And neither of them expected that in this war of blood and vows, their hearts might be the first to fall. _____ - Tropes: ❧ Enemies to lovers ❧ Arranged marriage/marriage of convenience ❧ Mafia romance ❧ Trauma bonding ❧ Forced proximity ❧ Age gap _____ Started: 2025 June 20 Finished: 2026 January 20 _____ #1 overprotective

Can you damage someone beyond repair? Luca plays his role as the loyal underboss. Violent, lethal, flawless. The lapdog, the starboy. On the surface, he maintains his facade of smirks and casual charm, but beneath the mask, thereʼs a profound darkness, a relentless memory of the girl who shattered his heart years ago. Soft, innocent, naive---sheʼs the last thing he needs... yet the only thing heʼs ever wanted. When trouble drags Wren back to New Yorkʼs underworld, she has no choice but to face the past she never outran. She never stopped yearning for the boy who lit up her world seven years ago, the only person who ever made her feel truly alive. Fate throws them back into the same orbit, but can they survive the wreck of their past?

[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*