Anya Morelli doesn't just walk into a room-she unravels it. A prodigy with a paintbrush. A daughter forged in blood. An heir to the Russian mafia by birth and the Italian syndicate by bloodline, Anya was never supposed to be soft. But she doesn't kill like her family. She captures. With art that stops hearts and eyes that never flinch. No one gets close. Not anymore. Not since them. Santiago and Matias-best friends, lovers, and heirs to the Spanish throne of crime. Together, they gave Anya a taste of forever. Then they shattered it. What's left of her still bleeds into every canvas she paints, strokes of beauty born from ruin. But destruction has a scent. And it's returning. Vincent Delacour-the newly crowned French mafia king-rules with silence and steel. Beside him, Jules: sharp-tongued, smooth-smiled, and deadly in ways that don't leave marks. They see what others don't. They want what others wouldn't dare. Anya. Not her family name. Not her legacy. Her. And in the dangerous quiet between memory and temptation, something begins to smolder. Something volatile. Something inevitable. - "You think you've hidden the worst parts of yourself," Vincent said, voice like ice sliding over flame. "But we see you, Anya." My laugh was soft, almost cruel. "No. You see what you want to break." Jules leaned against the studio doorframe, eyes dark. "Wrong. We see what we want to keep. And we don't share."

"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.

"My 17-year-old but has seen better and worse days. It has been through ups and downs, through flat and flatter. But regardless of all the shit it had to endure, it still honours the earth by its presence." "That's an awful intro. Although it's not far from the truth." °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Noel Avalon Malcom. A teenager who had to grow up too fast. Abandoned by her family for a false accusation and left to fend for herself. What happens, when she ends up at the police station and has no choice but to call her father? And when she is forced to live there with her brothers and sister? She has her own demons and secrets, but even the family, which seems so perfect on the outside has its demons. Will Noel be able to forgive them for all the wrongdoings against her? Will the truth come out? And will they stand against their demons, or get defeated by them?

"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

Eve White has spent fourteen years with adoptive parents who treat her like a servant, her only comfort a pendant with a photo of her real mother. At sixteen, she escapes through hacking, secretly known as "Crystal," a ghost in the digital world who uncovers secrets for money. But she doesn't know the truth: her godparents, the powerful Marino Mafia Family, have been searching for her, their lost princess-for fourteen years. One night, Eve makes a mistake and hacks into the Marinos' security system. For the first time, her trail is caught, and the Marinos discover that the mysterious hacker invading their empire is the very girl they've been trying to find all along.

Eleanor De Costa. The Princess of the Italian Mafia kept far away from her empire for a decade, being thrown on a boarding school for the rich and elite since she was just an 8 year old little sweetheart. Separated from her older brothers, cousins, uncles, aunts, and grandparents with no contact. Now that she has graduated as valedictorian, she's ready to go back home. However as she steps back into her childhood walls, greets the faces of whom abandoned her at such a young age, Eleanor can't help but feel angry. Revenger starts becoming a craving as needed as air. But as she strives to hunt and harm, ignoring the battle wounds reopening, she starts to ask questions, questions that challenge the morals she built her mental wall around. When do the consequences outweigh the prizes? When does the heart finally speak against the mind? When is it enough? _____ "The hollow hole in your soul that just for some reason keeps on growing. The loneliness slowly overcoming you. Slow enough for lack of realization yet sure enough to surely over rule you're senses one day. The kind that only family would ever dare leave in their absence." "I have my friends to fill that hole." "You can't heal a bullet wound with a bandage."

•𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫-𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝• Once their everything, her life became a tormenting shadow, opposite her twin Ilaria's fairytale. Now, against her deepest will, fate forces her back to her nightmare's origin. She aims to finish quickly and leave, but destiny, with its knack for irony, throws her into the path of those she longed to forget, unaware of their secret yearning. The comforting proverb says time heals, but does it truly? Will she relive her horrors or face a different truth? Prepare to be captivated by Alessandra's journey of resilience and the past's power. Witness secrets unravel and the dance of pain and redemption. For within lies the answer to how, •𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚 '𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧' 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥.•

'Blood doesn't always mean loyalty. Sometimes, it just means war.' At sixteen, Kimberly Fallon Alliter has learned that pain is predictable. Assaulted by her stepfather. Abused by her mother. Tormented by her twin, and forgotten by the world, she's spent her life as the family scapegoat-until one night at age eight, when a stranger offered her food, warmth, and something far more dangerous: power. That man was Maxim Volkov, the Pakhan of the Bratva (Don of the Russian mafia). And when he was assassinated seven years later, Kimberly inherited everything. Now, Pakhan/Tsarina/Donna of a ruthless empire, Kimberly hides behind the guise of a bored high schooler. But when she and her twin, Karoline, are called to the principal's office, everything changes: their mother and stepfather are dead, and their long-lost brothers-heirs to the Italian mafia-have come to claim them. Karoline is heartbroken and seeks comfort from her new family. Kimberly is unreadable and distances herself from these men who claim to care. Because while Karoline sees family, Kimberly sees enemies. The Russians and Italians have never been allies... and her brothers don't know the mafia princess standing before them is the enemy they've been trained to eliminate. Blood has been spilled. Lies are unraveling. And Kimberly Volkova is no one's pawn. Started: 25/12/2025 (for the American's: 12/25/2025)

Valda Giordano has been living her life as Amara Williams because that was who she was because she didn't know there was a Valda. She grew up with her mother and stepfather, everything was perfect until her mother became pregnant and her once-loving stepfather left them with nothing. Now caring for her 6-month-old baby brother and a mother with postpartum psychosis. Struggling with school and two jobs to care for her brother and afford her mother's treatments. Her mother becomes someone else she doesn't know, and she is lost. And Amara also has to deal with a life-threatening condition. After her mother's tragic death, leaving her and her baby brother, she finds out her mother kept a whole other family from her. Now with 5 brothers and a father she didn't know existed. She has to navigate through her new life and trauma that she is desperate to keep hidden. And learn how to be Valda Giordano that she used to be, all in order to keep her baby brother safe. Turns out she isn't the only one with secrets. Follow Valda and her family through the dangers that follow them. Running from death that wants them in its grasp, but nothing can happen to a Giordano, right? Started: 02/05/2025 Finished: ??? This is a lost sister story, xx #1 Father-daughter #7 family issues #14 brothers #26 Family

Anastasiya has been alone since before she could remember. She's used to abuse, to torment, to being a victim to bullies and their nasty ways. She doesn't have a family, and she's okay with that. That's the way it's always been. Until it isn't. She's pulled out of her school lesson on the day of her thirteenth birthday by her new guardian: her oldest brother. She's thrusted into a new life - although it doesn't differ from her last one too much. Surrounded by a family she feels doesn't care for her and other children who make it their personal mission to ruin Anastasiya's already terrible days, she's forced to deal with a whirlwind of emotions that plague her as well as combat the plethora of problems that come to her while being completely alone, with nobody by her side.