He came for the debt. He stayed to claim her soul. Viktor Volkov rules Moscow's underworld with an iron fist and ice in his veins. As pakhan of the most feared Bratva syndicate, he's used to people paying what they owe - in blood, money, or broken bones. When Viola Isley's brother Liam steals two million rubles and disappears like the spineless coward he is, Viktor doesn't waste time chasing a ghost. He goes straight for what's left behind: her. Viola never signed up for her brother's mistakes. She's just trying to survive - long shifts at the café, cramped apartment in a crumbling Soviet block, nights alone with nothing but her thoughts and the endless Moscow snow. She doesn't know that for weeks, a predator has been watching her every move. Tracking her phone. Hacking her laptop camera. Sitting in the shadows outside her window while she showers, while she sleeps, while she touches herself and whispers into the dark like she's begging for someone to hear. And Viktor hears everything. He knows the exact way she takes her coffee (black, two sugars). He knows the route she takes on the metro every morning at 7:15 sharp. He knows the soft little gasps she makes when she comes on Thursdays, fingers buried deep, back arched against the bathroom tiles. He's memorized it all, jerked off to it in the back of his Maybach more times than he can count, and now the obsession has burned away whatever patience he had left.....

When a suburban Black girl meets a hard life Hispanic boy.

Heartbreak brings an unbreakable bond. Together, hearts will heal in more ways than they can imagine.

A love story between the east queen and her bad man "You wid find out when mi cum in deh and yuh no ready," he said. Bwoii go suck yuh gyal dem "Yuh damn right. We will see," I said before walking away. "Like how it a shake like when yuh a perform pan stage," "A come yuh fih come kiss it and stop sta-" "Bomboclat," I said when he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. My back was pressed against his front. He wrapped his hand around my throat and brought his mouth down to my ear. "Pussy ole kiss wah?" His voice sent shivers down my back. Mi a bad gyal but him bad tuh "A joke keem," I said quickly and he released me. He came in-front of me and looked down. "Mi wid swell yuh belly and give yuh two pitney fih ramp wid, no ramp wid me," he said "Go swell yuh gyal dem belly nd move," "Yuh go gwan till mih bust yuh mouth before you go back farrin eno," he said as I stared up at him. Not a real story! If you don't speak patios don't waste your time #1 Jamaican #1 artiste #1 Jadakingdom

Azola, a sweet and reserved soul, has always lived in the shadows, content with her quiet life. She's the kind of girl who notices the little things - the way the sunlight filters through the leaves, the sound of music drifting from a neighbor's yard, the smell of fresh coconut rice wafting from her father's kitchen. That is, until she meets Amir, Amir is the epitome of cool, and Azola can't help but be drawn to his bold and adventurous spirit. As their paths collide, Azola finds herself caught off guard by Amir's charming confidence and effortless charm. He's the complete opposite of her - outgoing, fearless, and unapologetically himself. And yet, despite their differences, Azola is captivated by the way Amir makes her feel - like she's seen, like she's heard, like she's the only person in the world.

BOOK 1 OF ONE TIME !!!- AnayeeWp ★▪★▪★▪★▪★▪★★▪★★▪★▪★▪★▪★▪★▪★ Endure the love between 450 & Jada Kingdom. Live in the story. A Jamaican love,crime, family and regular daily life story with many POV'S! (I do not own the copyrights of the pictures & names used in the story). This story is a SHIP* between Jada kingdom & 450. This story is all my idea none of this is real. There might be changes to some aspects for the story to be more entertaining. Please enjoy the story . #jadakingdom #esq #450 #syndicate #jamaca #jamaicanstories #mhadjuvii

Want a man weh buss gun 😍 Ex man neva duh him job gud suh mi x him outta di bloodclaat picha (Don't mind my mistakes through out the book )

Two guarded souls who recognize the ache in each other, trying not to fall too hard but drawn together anyway. Their love simmers beneath the surface-fierce, quiet, and complicated. He's her storm in silence; she's his peace in chaos *Unedited 𝑷𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑨𝑰𝑵 _® Started: 12/13/22 Published: 12/23/22 End: 12/29/23

"She smiled like she loved him... and that was the most dangerous lie."

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look