Elena Romano, a fierce and unyielding lawyer, becomes the only person who can keep Tristan Valenti, a notorious and untouchable mafia kingpin, out of prison. But as she's drawn deeper into his dangerous world, she discovers that the battle isn't just about saving him from the law-it's about saving him from himself. Yet in breaking every rule she's sworn to uphold, Elena risks losing more than her morals-she risks losing her heart to the man who might be beyond redemption. Melancholy - a bittersweet ache that lingers in the soul, like the taste of wine that's both bitter and intoxicating. It's the quiet storm of longing and loss, woven with moments of beauty so fleeting they hurt. Just like what Elena and Tristan want-something so consuming, it borders on destruction. Their love is jagged yet tender, a sanctuary wrapped in shadows where passion wars with despair. It's the sharp edges of love, the bruises of trust, and the haunting allure of wanting what might ruin you, yet never being able to let it go.

A chance encounter 10 years previous has come back into Mia's life but he's not just anyone, he is the Tsar of Russian Mafia. Mia is a good girl. A gorgeous and principled young professional in New York. Will she be able to withstand his pressure or succumb to her primal desires and link her life with a criminal and descend into chaos? ‼️This book has been rewritten from dual POV and expanded. It's available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited under the title: THE TSAR'S OBSESSION‼️ **** "Why did you get in touch with me?" She barely was able to get the words out. Looking up from her thighs into her eyes he slowly began, "Because...I want you. I've wanted you from the moment I saw you all those years ago." He paused to see how her eyes went wide in shock, "I've waited a long time to see you Mia. Many years. I've escaped prison to get to you. I've killed, and cheated, and lied, just to get my hands on you. And now. Now I have everything I've ever wanted in life. But I don't have you. Yet." 🔥 Book 1 in the Kirill & Mia Trilogy 🔥 #1 in sexy [07/08/2024] #1 in Russian [11/09/2023] #1 in mob [17/09/2023] #1 in afterdark [09/10/2023] #1 in russianman #2 in Russia [19/12/2023] #2 in lust [22/05/2024] #3 in tattoo [10/10/2023] #3 in russianmafia [12/03/2024] #4 on the hot list [24/08/2023] [MATURE CONTENT 18+] Mafia affiliation, sexual content, profanity, mention of murder, torture and rape, dubious consent, violence, etc.

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦 : 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 : 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫? 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫? 𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠? 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝟏𝟖+ ⭐️𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬⭐️ #𝟏 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐲𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 𝟎𝟔/𝟐𝟑/𝟐𝟐 #𝟐 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 - 𝟎𝟕/𝟎𝟖/𝟐𝟐 #𝟏 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 - 𝟎𝟕/𝟐𝟏/𝟐𝟐 #𝟏 𝐣𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐞 - 𝟎𝟖/𝟐𝟕/𝟐𝟐 #𝟏 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

So how do you meet a killer, or in my case, a serial killer? You would think that I would meet him in a darkened alleyway, or perhaps on a hike through the forest as I unwillingly stumbled upon his bloody dumping grounds. That would make for an adrenaline-filled start to our story, our dance of death, but that's not how it happened at all. No, I met my killer where a lot of people meet these days. And no it wasn't on tinder or with any of those other damned dating apps. He wasn't that kind of serial killer. No, I met him at the local grocery store, I met him at my place of work. Just my luck right? Some would call it destiny, but in all honesty it was all just a throw of a dice, and a late night shift at work that needed to be filled. Warning: This twisted story is not intended for a younger audience. It will contain violence, sex, foul language, death, mind games, and so on. Stop reading if you are easily triggered by such things.

Faith Mitchell was never confident. She was happy to blend into the background, much to the protest of her friends. At 16, her life was a normal teenage cliche. She was in love with Jace, the obnoxious player who she couldn't have, and her biggest worry was whether or not he would finally come to his senses and see that she really was the one for him. That is until she is kidnapped and recruited by a secret agency of assassins. She is torn away from her normal teenage life and thrown into a world of guns, knifes and criminals. The agency mold her into the perfect killing machine, and at 19 she is no longer the shy girl that was snatched away from her uncomplicated life, but a ruthless killer who will stop at nothing to complete whatever mission she is on. Then, the agency has a new mission which involves Faith returning to her hometown, and facing her friends, family and the very boy who broke her heart just before it turned into stone. What will happen once Faith comes face to face with Jace? Will the obnoxious player be able to reach out and get the old Faith back without pressing any of her wrong buttons, considering that the shy girl he once knew now has a gun. (WATTY AWARDS 2011) (THE FICTION AWARDS 2017) ©makeandoffer

I shook my head at him. This is his game. But that doesn't mean I can't master it. I gave him a seductive smile. "Are you scared that I might just beat you at your own game?" Jace let out a deep chuckle that sent tingles down my back. "Sweetheart, I'm here to remind you of one little thing." He pushed off the island. "And what's that?" I asked with a raised eyebrow cautious of his movement. Still seated on the counter, he walked between my legs. His hands grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. A soft gasp left my lips from his sudden movements. Not even once did he break eye contact. I felt my throat run dry from the intense look. "That even in this little game, you belong to me." **** Senior year for Leah Tate came around before she knew it and she couldn't wait to get started with her best friend, Kayla Greyson. Both were ready for a good final year of high school and excited to see what life after high school held ahead. But fate has other plans for Leah especially when Nate Rylan, Leah's childhood friend and first love, moves back into town. Still trying to get over her heartbreak and to show Nate she has moved on, Leah enlist in the help of Jace Emerson, the resident bad boy. Jace who is well know for his cold hearted demeanor and playboy ways agrees to help Leah, but for a price of course. A game with an inevitable ending, try to make the other person fall. Ultimately, Leah agrees to Jace's price and the façade along with the game begins. Of course nothing is easy, Leah finds herself intrigued by Jace. Danger, hatred and dark secrets all surround this bad boy. Is Leah ready to uncover what is ahead? Especially since she found herself in the center of it all. Highest Rankings🥇🥈🥉 #1 Fiction 12/31/2022 #1 Humor #1 Teen Romance #8 Romance #14 Teen Fiction

Robin leans against the counter. "So what are we? Enemies with benefits? Is that even a thing?" "Basically, we fuck raw and argue about who fucked the best when we're done." "Oh, I see. I hate you, but your dick game is fantastic, right?" "Exactly. I despise your annoying ass but at the same time, I can't get enough of that pretty pussy of yours." ~~~ Meet Robin Davis and August Foreman. Robin is a sophisticated, organized and confident wedding planner. With too many heart breaks to count, a man is exactly what she doesn't need in her life. But August on the other hand is flirty, cocky, nonchalant, and basketball isn't exactly the only thing he's playing. With a girlfriend every two weeks and an ego bigger than his own IQ it's hard not to hate him. When their best friends begin dating, they are forced to be around each other more than they like. One drunken night things get crazy and they wake up in the same bed. After a while they cannot deny the physical attraction for each other, so they agree to a no strings attached deal. No relationship. No feelings. Just amazing sex. Will this no strings attached arrangement turn into something more with Robin and August? Read on to find out!

When you're left with a dead body in your kitchen and there's only one man you can call. The man you hate more than anything. With nobody else to turn to, you're stuck doing this under his terms. ••• "You just love to piss me off don't you?" His jaw ticks as he leans down towards me. "I don't really give a fuck about you Kain. I was just trying to have some fun before you went and ruined my night." "Oh you knew exactly what you were doing. I don't buy anything else for a second. You saw me. You knew you were pissing me off and you pushed me further. Well Drea, you pushed too fucking hard."

Piper Walsh has always been the fixer. The one who keeps it together, no matter what life throws at her. So when an internship lands her in New York City for her final year at Columbia, she packs her bags and promises her brothers she'll be fine. Then her housing falls through-and she ends up living with five inked-up, too-hot-for-their-own-good bikers. They're reckless. Messy. Completely inappropriate. And somehow, the only people in the city who feel like home. Except for Greyson Lowell. He's the quiet one. The one who doesn't look at her. Doesn't talk to her. Definitely doesn't want her there. He keeps his distance like it's a full-time job-until he doesn't. Until one stolen moment changes everything. Piper knows heartbreak when she sees it. Greyson's drowning in it. And the closer she gets, the more he pushes her away. But Piper didn't come this far to let one broken boy scare her off. Even if he might be the one thing that could break her in return.