"You're a devil," she whispered, her voice raw and filled with a mix of anger and desire. Dimitrio chuckled, the sound deep and resonant, reverberating through her like a bass note in a symphony of seduction. "And aren't you this devil's heaven?," he breathed against her skin, his mouth moving to her neck, his teeth scraping lightly against her flesh. She shivered, her body responding to him. "Monster," she swore at him again, the word a whisper that held no real heat. Her voice was a tremble, a soft protest that was lost in the sea of passion that surrounded them. He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Call me whatever you want, as long as you come screaming my name." His voice was a dark promise, the arrogance in his tone sending a fresh wave of heat through her. *************** Under moon's dark veil, Princess shivers, devil grins. He takes her to wail, Hell turns heaven as night spins. The devil's heart became her throne *************** 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 of 𝐒𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 When Greek mafia don Dimitrios Valentzas plans on stealing one of the mysterious Emerald in the world, he doesn't expect to take an additional souvenir - Royal Princess Nakshathra Varma. In the course of events he unleashes a deadly game of power, loyalty, and desire. Like Hades claiming Persephone, Dimitrios is drawn to Nakshathra's spirit and light, but will their forbidden love be the key to their salvation or destruction?

𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀. "You have three minutes," Kazimir murmurs, voice low enough to burn. My heart slams against my ribs. "I said-" "If you're not ready by then," he says, head dipping until his mouth brushes the shell of my ear, "I'll carry you out exactly like this. In this little nightgown. Barefoot. With nothing inside." My breath catches. He leans back just enough to meet my eyes. Cold steel. Absolute control. "And don't think I won't." ✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦ 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟮 in 𝐒𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 [𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞] She thought she knew what Hell was. Then she met the man who ruled it. Aurora Ivanov was never meant to be his. But he never cared for rules. She was the daughter of an Interpol officer, a girl who belonged to the light. But light means nothing when the devil decides he wants you. It was Kazimir Petrov. The Bratva's most feared king. The monster men whisper about. And now, her captor. Dragged from her home, locked away in his empire of sin, Aurora is no longer the daughter of law. She is the property of a man who doesn't believe in mercy. He doesn't just want to own her body-he wants to shatter her mind, carve himself into her soul. She fights him. He enjoys it. She tries to run. He drags her back. She swears she will never belong to him. He smirks-because she already does. There is no love here. No mercy. Only the cold, merciless man who has decided she is his forever. She isn't his princess. She isn't his queen. She is his Hellion. And in Hell, there is no escape. Brutal. Sinister. Unforgiving. This is not a love story. This is a warning.

"𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐬" 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟯 𝗶𝗻 𝐒𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. [𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞] He craved her like madness. She burned for him like mercy Both the ruin and requiem. He should've killed her. She should've let him forget. But obsession? It never dies. It festers. It waits. It remembers. Six years ago, Hadrian Valentzsas walked away from the only girl he ever loved-not because she betrayed him, but because her last name did. Aria Romanov Petrov. Daughter of the man who slaughtered his family. The girl who kissed him with trembling lips while hiding a blood-soaked legacy beneath her skin. She didn't hold the knife-but she bears its weight in every heartbeat. He tried to move on. She made sure he couldn't. Because Aria didn't chase him. She haunted him-in shadows, in silence. Now fate has brought them back into each other's orbit- and this time, neither will let go. Because while Hadrian's love is obsession-relentless, brutal, consuming- Aria's love is the answer to it. The poison and the cure. She's not the girl he left behind. She's the reckoning. And Hadrian? He's still hers-even in what's left of him. If he sees her again, he won't walk away. He'll ruin her. Break her until she breaks him back. Because some love stories don't end in healing. They end in ruin.