"He took my life. I took his control." When a nightclub owner is kidnapped by Chicago's most powerful Italian mafia don, captivity turns into a dangerous test of will, desire, survival, and maybe a little bit of love. ... Luciana Moretti built her empire in neon lights and loud music; not blood and violence. When she's kidnapped from her own nightclub and forced into a marriage with Chicago's most feared mafia don, she becomes a prisoner in a world ruled by his power and obsession. But Luciana was never meant to be owned, and she will escape no matter the cost. Salvatore Valenti doesn't chase. He takes. As Chicago's most powerful Italian mafia don, he's used to being feared, obeyed, and desired. But the woman who owns his favourite nightclub never even looked at him and that was her biggest mistake. He saw her that night he and decided she belonged to him. Marriage isn't a proposal to him. It's a sentence. ... But in a marriage with undeniable fire between them, is Luciana's real danger being trapped with him or falling for him? *** Top rankings: #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in mafialove #1 in betrayal #1 in eroticromance #1 in obsession #1 in possessive #2 in romance #2 in forcedmarriage #3 in mafia #3 in darkromance

[𝐌𝐌] 𝐕𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 & 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 ╰┈➤ 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒚. ── 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 - Defiant, reckless, and vengeful. Gray Farrow, the blond leader of a nameless underground crew, thrives on chaos. For him, dismantling Chicago's mafias with a flare for destruction is merely a hobby. As a vigilante who revels in the ruin of his enemies, Gray believes himself to be untouchable...until he crosses the wrong man. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐏𝐓𝐎𝐑 - Sarcastic, possessive, and unhinged. Kaz Hirai, the shadow that refuses to quit until what he desires truly belongs to him. He calls himself an admirer rather than a stalker, though he has haunted Gray's every step for four long years. Watching, waiting, and sculpting his muse in silence. And the best part? Gray has no idea he's even there. ── When he finally rids himself of the mafia that screwed him over, Gray turns his attention toward a new rising power; a Japanese syndicate known as the Vipers. Their sovereign is a feared figure. One that people say is a terribly beautiful man with eyes of sapphire blue. The same man whose gaze never strays from his heart's desire. He's the one who watches his muse from the shadows, and sculpts him to be his in the light.

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ - Read at your own risk. Two contrasting worlds. One deadly secret. Ember Reynolds is a beacon of light-yet her every step is shadowed by the ghosts of a past she can't out run. Desperate to break free from a life she never chose, she feels the grip of something far darker closing in. Surrender isn't in her nature, but she wields a dangerous gift, the power to make anyone fall under her spell. Kaelin Ashford is a notorious assassin, born from blood and betrayal, a man who has embraced the abyss as home. Assigned to kill her, he should have been her executioner-instead, he became her obsession... and her fate. But what is it about Ember that pulls a devil to his knees? Light meets darkness. Predator meets temptation. And when the truth finally comes to light, it may destroy them both.

"He's bad Aisha.. he killed our mother.." She kneels down on the cold earth, her hands clenching the edge of the headstone as she sobs. The wind howls like the grief in her heart, and the rain pours like the tears on her face. She speaks to the buried grave, her voice trembling with pain. Suddenly, the air shifts, and she feels a presence behind her. She turns, and her eyes meet his. He stands there, looking relieved to have found her. He approaches cautiously, taking in her tear-streaked face and the distress in her voice. He raised a hand in front of her. "Ghar chaliye Aadhya..." He said in an unwavering tone. "Mujhe nahi Jana..please mujhe jaane dijiye" she retreats back. "Aadhya.. mujhe majboor mat kariye. Anjaam aap seh nahi paayengi.." He says in a stern voice. He was a man obsessed, driven by an undeniable and dangerous fixation on her. His love, driven by possessiveness, bordered on the line of obsession. He would do anything to keep her by his side, no matter the cost.

COMPLETED [NOT YET EDITED] Will be taken down on 20.04.2026 for rewriting purposes. #1 in The Shaktawat Sisters . ~ Dhruv and Geet - two different individuals from opposite parts of our country found their unrelated relatable connection when one's crush sends a friend request!! 💃💬 It's time to witness the roller coaster ride of emotions in this modern period with old school love story setup. Point to be noted - It is my first time writing a book so do let me know your suggestions to improve myself. Hope you enjoy reading!!🦋 Stay updated for more!!!

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 ✧ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑬𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 ✦ He is everywhere in my mind. My peace. My storm. My madness. I still don't know why he agreed to marry me. There's a motive - I know there is. A man like him doesn't play games without a reason. But strangely, I don't care. I should. But I don't. Because I don't want him for love. I don't want him for peace. I want him because he's mine. I've said it before, and I'll scream it again - If I ever leave him, I'll kill him, then kill myself, and find him in hell. 𝑰𝒗𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒗 ✦ I'll marry her. I'll use her. I'll break her. And when my revenge is complete, I'll throw her out of my life like yesterday's deal. But right now? Fuck it. She's really something. I thought she was trying to prove her worth to the corporate world, beating me in tenders, stealing headlines. But no. Here she is - beating me in my own game. And I'm willingly walking into her trap. Smiling. ──⋆⋅☆⋅⋆── Don't judge this book before 10 Chapters...ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

"Blood has a way of staining more than just the ground-it seeps into your mind, your soul, until you can't tell if you're drawn to the horror or if you've become a part of it." If one gets cruelty when all they seek is love and kindness... "Pain and revenge both may be satisfying and everything heals with time or maybe we learn to live with our burdens!" But once damage is done, is already done...and past has its own way...it lingers and waits and when it consumes the one he is destroyed be it a hero or a villain... I am sorry if you're seeking a typical romance. It contains lots of chaos and chaos and chaos. Ongoing.... 🐣 NOTE 🐣 This story contains mature themes, including: ★Violence and graphic descriptions. ★Psychological trauma and manipulation. ★Themes of captivity and coercion. ★Exploration of unhealthy relationships and dark emotional dynamics. ★Depictions of mental health struggles. ★Mention of rape and child abuse. ★Mention of self harm. This story contains subtle shifts in emotional behaviour as well. Read at your own risk. Your mental health is important. Thank you! Happy Reading!! 😊 [Slow Updates]

Bookk 4 in Royal Mafia king series RUDRAKSH X ISHANA Rudraksh Agnivanshi, king of alwar, arrogant, ruthless,rude and powerful businssman bethrothed to Ishana Singhania, daughter of businessman who is bold, sassy and arrogant in childhood. Both don't believe in love. What will happen when they will marry? Will love bloom between them or not? ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ "Lay down on bed and open your legs wide " He ordered her stripping himself "Beg me " She said with a smirk "I don't beg anyone" He said clenching his jaw "I don't accept orders" She said with a tight lipped smile ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* "Ishana please wake up.. Please.. Please.. Don't do this with me.. Why.. Why the hell you came in front of me and took bullet.. Please ishana Please don't leave me.. I'll die.. I.. I promise I'll not fight with you... I will always obey you.. Hell, I'll do everything you will say... I promise.. Just don't leave me.. Please meri jaan ankhein kholo na.. Please.. Mein mar jaunga.. It's paining ishana.. Here in Heart.. " He said holding her fragile body in his arms and crying miserably