An arranged marriage, a cold CEO, and one very flustered newlywed wife. Nandini never expected to go from her quiet home life to living in a luxurious mansion with her husband's 40-member loud and chaotic family. And definitely not married to Siddharth Roy-the most untouchable, unreadable, and unfairly hot business tycoon in the country. She's shy, sarcastic, and soft. He's cold, composed, and annoyingly irresistible. But sparks start flying faster than oil in a hot pan when she flicks flour at him one night during dinner prep-and he doesn't back away. He leans in.

A child marriage they never asked for. A future they never expected. She was just 13, he was 15, when their fates were bound by family and tradition. He walked away. She waited. Now she's 18, finally sent to live with the husband she barely knows... And he's 20, more distant, more bitter, and completely uninterested. To him, she's invisible. To her, he's everything she was promised-but never had. Will the boy who left ever become the man who stays? Can a marriage born in silence... ignite into something real? Child Marriage Hate-to-Love Invisible-to-Irresistible Forced Proximity / Living Together "Touch Her and You Die" Vibes Possessive Jealousy Slow Burn Obsession

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

His voice was a low, velvety murmur, laced with a dangerous intensity as he leaned closer, his piercing gaze locking onto hers. "You don't understand, do you?" he began, his tone equal parts menace and longing. "You're not just a woman to me, Rose. You're the woman-the only one who's ever mattered. I want to own every part of you, body and soul. To love you so deeply, so fiercely, that there's no room left in this world for anyone else." He exhaled slowly, his lips curling into a dark smile. "You're my beauty, Rose. The light I'll protect with my darkness. And if it means becoming the beast to keep you, so be it. I'll claim you as mine in every way that matters, because losing you? That's not an option. Not now, not ever." Trigger Warning : Toxic , force , madness , manipulation , controlling Starting : Jan 19 , 2025 End : Mar 31 , 2025

When 19-year-old Nathalia witnesses a murder she becomes the key witness in a huge case against several high-ranking mob members, which means she must go into the witness protection program. To protect her she gets assigned a bodyguard, the mysterious but handsome Darius. He's cold and distant, but she can't help but feel like there's more to him than meets the eye. The question is: will he allow her to get close enough to find out what it is? Previously known as 'My Bodyguard And I' and in editing. Reached #2 in New Adult Reached #3 in Teen Fiction Reached #4 in Romance

"𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚." Olivia groaned and crossed her arms, standing her ground. "Don't tell me what to do. You're not my dad." Amusement filled Santino's gaze as he stood up, abandoning the papers he desperately needed to read and sign. Yet, all that was forgotten as her bewitching lips protruded. "I might not be your dad but," a midnight lock of hair was pinned behind her ear, "I can be your papi." Shuddering, her body drew closer to him, betraying her mind. "You're sick." Taking the nape of her neck, Santino leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Yet you still dream about my touch, don't you, principessa?" ❦ When Santino Adriano discovers that the Bratva has betrayed their neutrality by secretly working with his family's enemies, he's determined to send a brutal message that cannot be ignored. His target? The Bratva kingpin's sister, Olivia Morozov-a sheltered girl who knows little to nothing about the dark underworld her family controls, having been shielded from the darker truths of her family's empire her entire life. Fresh out of boarding school and blissfully oblivious to the power struggle boiling beneath her feet, Olivia is suddenly whisked away from everything she's ever known and thrust into a world where loyalty is weaponised and power is the ultimate prize. As secrets and long-buried lies unravel around her, she realises she's caught in a game where the unrelenting fight for power holds more value than human lives-including her own. Santino is cold, calculating, and relentless - everything Olivia should fear. Yet, she is intrigued by by his deadly nature. The line between fear and attraction is thin, and like a moth to a flame, she seeks him out, unafraid of the burn it may cause. She's never known anyone like him-an older, dangerous man who makes her question everything she thought she knew about desire. Olivia just didn't expect her captor to be so handsome.

❧ 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

A forced marriage for the sake of her country. A Sicilian, fierce princess and a dangerous, ruthless underboss is forced to find a way out of their storm, their hatred for each other is heavy but will lust overpower it? ******* They both hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, their fates were intertwined together. Carmela Russo is a fierce, confident and powerful princess, At 25 years old. she is the heiress and the only daughter. she's established herself as a independent boss bitch. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Dante De Luca didn't need a crown to rule - just a glare cold enough to stop a man's heart. he was the underboss of the Russian mafia, At 28 years old. an Italian name buried deep in Russian bloodlines but everyone knew how he'd earned his reputation. Torture was an art form to Dante. Mercy was a foreign language he refused to learn. he was the last man you ever wanted to owe, and the last face you'd ever see if you did. But when fate ties them together in an unexpected marriage, they're pulled into a whirlwind of passion, secrets, and power. Amid the chaos and clashing worlds, one question remains , can love grow in the eye of the storm, or will it tear them apart? ^^^^^ #1 in enemies with benefits✨

[COMPLETE] Her hands are under my shirt in seconds. She palms my breast through my bra and squeezes like she doesn't care if it leaves a mark. I cry out but the sound is muffled by her lips as her thumb flicks my nipple. "I hate you," I whisper. "Then hate me with your legs opened," she snarls, dragging my shirt over my head and tossing it somewhere behind her. Her teeth scrape down my throat, biting at the skin just below my jaw until I hiss. My back arches as her fingers undo the clasp of my bra and when it falls her mouth is latching onto my nipple, sucking it so fucking hard I nearly scream. I grab her hair and yank her head back but the look in her eyes only makes me wetter. "Shut up and fuck me," I snap. She grins. "You don't give the orders." ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐨 is the heir to an empire. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐳 is a woman sworn to protect her. But the longer she keeps her alive, the more she wants to ruin her. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "In the shadows, we are all nothing but slaves to our darkest desires." - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#gayaf (01/08/25)

Redemption was never the plan. God forgives, the devil doesn't. Anastasia Romanova took her vows to escape the sins of her bloodline. Obedience over desire, silence over truth, God over family. Returning to Moscow for her mother's funeral is a penance she never asked for. The churchyard is heavy with snow, old ghosts, and the family that never wanted her. She intends to pray, mourn from a distance, and leave untouched. Then she meets him. Cold-eyed. Watchful. A man who carries violence as calmly as others carry faith. A man who looks at Ana not as a nun, not as a daughter, but as something already claimed. Kayne is her sister's brother-in-law. A stranger with too much power and too much interest in her quiet suffering. He does not tempt her with words. He unsettles her with certainty. With the knowledge that vows can fracture, and devotion can rot into obsession. As grief dredges up buried truths and family secrets bleed into the open, Ana finds herself standing at the edge of everything she has denied: desire, rage, and a hunger that prayer cannot silence. Some sins are committed in secret. Others are carved into the soul. And forgiveness may be the most dangerous lie of all. When the devil decides to make the angel his, no one can stop him, not even God.