Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

This is enemies to lovers with real hate. A strong female lead. A dark alpha prince. And a slow burn so intense, it threatens to consume them both. As the headstrong princess of Duskari, Aeris has always defied expectations-and her father's warnings. When the brutal Skaldur warriors march into her kingdom under a fragile truce, she meets their leader: Zerek, the cold and ruthless alpha prince who killed her brother and has come to marry one of her sisters. Including her. But Aeris would not bow. Not even when Zerek sets his sights on her, not just as a pawn, but as a prize. What begins as bitter hatred soon ignites into forbidden love. In a war-torn kingdom built on ancient grudges and deadly secrets, their attraction is a dangerous game. One misstep could cost her freedom. Or worse-her heart.

*This story is a fan-based adaptation inspired by the original work Not Your Typical Reincarnation Story. All rights to the characters, world-building, and core plot belong to the original author. I do not claim ownership of the source material, and this is a creative reinterpretation meant solely for entertainment purposes.* I've always loved Not Your Typical Reincarnation Story. It's a classic, right? But you know what grinds my gears? Those cookie-cutter, "Oh no, where am I?" heroines who spend half the story crying or trying to make everyone like them. Yawn. So, I thought, Why not shake things up? In this version, meet Jenni-a completely normal college girl (well, mostly normal, binge-watching web novels instead of studying) who wakes up as Ryse Sinclair. Who's Ryse Sinclair, you ask? Oh, just the "sweet and lovely" villainess everyone in the novel thinks is a saint. Spoiler alert: she's not. Behind all the doe eyes and angelic smiles, Ryse is playing 4D chess while everyone else is stuck on checkers. And guess what? She loses hard. By the end, she's disgraced, locked up, and pretty much written off as a cautionary tale. But here's the twist: this time, I'm calling the shots. No more playing the victim. No more tragic endings. It's time to rewrite this mess and show everyone what a real villainess can do. Ready to watch me flip the script? Let's go.

Nico Desantis and Chiara Russo are sworn enemies. When three bullets meant for Nico find their mark, it's Chiara, his fiery rival, who defies everything to save him. The act sparks an unwanted obsession in Nico, a hunger not just for power, but for the woman who cheated death for him. To secure a fragile peace, a ruthless bargain is struck - an arranged marriage. Chiara, now bound to the man who once threatened everything she and her family ever worked for, vows to make him regret the day their lives became entangled. But Nico, consumed by a possessive desire, will stop at nothing to claim her heart, even if it means setting their warring empires ablaze. In a world where love and loyalty are luxuries, this marriage of convenience might just become their undoing.

Elena Russo has never lived a normal life like most. To her normal was having a constant bodyguard and not being able to indulge much on life at home. Money had seemed to be endless and she was happy in the only life she ever knew. Elena was the eldest girl of three in her family. Her father Antonio Russo was a Mafia boss for the Russo crime family that started with her great grandfather in Italy before migrating to Miami. The last few years was rough on Antonio and he had to make some big decisions to save his family. Unfortunately the only fix he had involved his eldest daughter. Lorenzo Moretti was the only child and heir to his father Michael Moretti. He was the prince to the Moretti crime family and knew it wouldn't be long before he would be king. Once Lorenzo was old enough to retain all that was taught to him Michael began grooming him to take over the family. Life as Elena knew it was about to change, whether it was good or bad was yet to be seen... Could hatred and resentment turn into love and admiration... **** This story will contain violence, mature subjects, strong language and mature scenes. This will also be a bit slow going at first so I could see how it does because this is my first original story. **** The plot, characters and everything you read in this story is first and foremost a fictional story that is the work of my imagination. I own everything in my story please don't copy my work. Copyright 2015

Alessia Ferrari is the Don of the Italian Mafia. Whip-smart and dangerous, she is a woman in a man's world, surviving against all odds. Born and raised to become a lethal killer, even the ground she walks on bows at her feet. She has it all, until that is, her father gives her hand away in marriage. Ace Hernandez is the boss of the American Mafia. He's a cold cruel hearted monster. He knows the game all too well and does whatever it takes to win and if that means breaking someone, he could do that with his eyes closed. Fate is vicious when the two are forced to marry. Will two monsters find solace in each other's arms or will they kill each other? ---------------------------- "I don't recall signing up for strip poker." She replied. Her full lips frowned softly but her eyes were filled with amusement. She knew she couldn't beat me, not at this game. "Are you quitting? Are you a quitter?" I mocked getting under her skin. Her lips twitched before she pursed them tightly. The blues of her eyes deepened and she threw me a dangerous smirk. She shuffled and pulled off one of her sandals. Fuck. So we're doing this the long way. She raised it in the air, dangling it off her finger before tossing it aside. She raised a brow at me, she challenged me. I knew I got under her skin. Just as I had anticipated. -------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK ONE OF THE MAFIA SERIES