"They say loving a devil is dangerous, Annelise... they should worry about what happens to anyone who tries to take you from him." - Lucifer __________ Lucifer de Rivel once destroyed her world. Now he would destroy the world for her. After the explosion that should have killed her, Annelise wakes up with no memory of the man who once ruled her life-or the dangerous empire that surrounds him. But Lucifer never forgot. When he finds her living a quiet life in a convent, far from the darkness she escaped, he gives her a choice: spend one week with him in Paris to uncover the truth about her past. One week becomes a war. Because the more her memories return, the more dangerous the truth becomes. A dead mother. Two rival empires. And a secret that could destroy them both. Lucifer broke her once. This time, he will do anything to keep her. ____________ A dark mafia romance with a possessive antihero, "touch her and die". "His to Keep : Lucifer's Devotion" is a sequel of "His to Break: Lucifer's Reign" a dark romance novel. But I think U can read it as a standalone too but i'm not sure. It is the 3rd book of the "The Hawthorne Legacy " series.

I came to Blackwood Elite University to stay invisible. No one was supposed to notice me. No one was supposed to care. Then Rhys Hawthorne looked at me like I was his. Like I'd always been his. One moment I was walking through the hall- the next, my back hit the wall, his hand around my throat, his voice in my ear. "I'm going to make your life a living hell." I don't know him. I've never met him. But he knows me. Watches me. Follows me. Controls everything around me like I already belong to him. And the worst part? Something about him feels... familiar. _____ A Glimpse I'm invisible. A scholarship student surviving in a world I don't belong to. That's how it was supposed to be. Until storm-gray eyes lock onto mine across the hall. And everything changes. He moves fast-too fast. Before I can react, my back slams into the marble wall, the impact stealing the air from my lungs. A gasp tears out of me. His hand wraps around my throat. Not choking. Holding. Claiming. "Hello, sweetheart." My pulse jumps wildly under his thumb as the entire hall falls silent. "Get off-" "No." His lips brush my ear, sending a shiver down my spine I refuse to acknowledge. His fingers close around the silver necklace at my throat. "You don't know me, do you?" "I've never seen you-" Something dark flashes in his eyes. He yanks the chain just enough to pull me closer, my breath catching as the world tilts. "I'm going to make your life a living hell, Lyra," he murmurs. "Until you remember why you're mine." Then he's gone. Just like that. Leaving me shaken, breathless... and terrified. That night, I find a photo of myself sleeping slipped under my door. Day one. You're already mine. You just don't know it yet. -RH ___ A dark romance with a possessive antihero, "touch her and die". "His to Fuck" is a standalone dark romance novel. It is the 4th book of the "The Hawthorne Legacy " series.

I stitched him up. One bleeding stranger in my bookstore. One act of mercy I can't take back. Now he's decided I belong to him. Lucifer de Rivel doesn't ask permission. He doesn't negotiate. He watches through hidden cameras, sends armed men to drag me off the street, locks me in a penthouse prison twenty floors above Paris. He calls it protection. His eyes promise something darker. "You weren't afraid when I was bleeding on your floor, Angel. You should be terrified now." I'm nineteen. A virgin. An orphan with nothing but books and borrowed time. He's twenty-one. A monster. The most dangerous man in Paris with emerald eyes and hands that have buried enemies alive. He says the Russian mafia wants to use me against him. But the cage he's built isn't about safety. It's about possession. And the worst part? I'm starting to forget why I wanted to escape. ___ A glimpse "Oui. Again. And again. Until you can't walk without feeling me inside you." I pinned her beneath me, grinding hard against her slick entrance. "I want to fuck you while you're still swollen from me. Want to make you scream." "Lucifer-" I bit her neck, marking her. "Say you're mine." She tensed, defiant. "No." My cock throbbed at her fire. I pressed just the tip inside, then pulled back. "Then you don't get this." She squirmed, frustrated, wet, needy. "You're an asshole." "I'm honest." I rocked against her clit, teasing. "You came to my bed. Let me inside you. Chose this. Now say it-because it's true." Silence. Trembling. Her pride cracking. Then, a broken whisper: "Yours. God, I'm yours.Happy,now?" Triumph surged. "Ecstatic," I growled-and slammed deep in one brutal thrust. __________ A dark mafia romance with a possessive antihero, "touch her and die". "His to Break : Lucifer's Reign" is a standalone dark romance novel. It is the 2nd book of the "The Hawthorne Legacy " series.

He's the billionaire heir who has everything. She's the scholarship girl who has nothing. I was content with my quiet life. I asked for nothing and expected even less. Then Adrian Hawthorne set his eyes on me. He decided I was his. His new project. His unwanted obsession. He says he'll ruin me. He promises to tear down my world until he's the only one left. What he doesn't know is that I'm already broken. And he might just be the one to shatter completely. A dark billionaire romance with a possessive hero, a "touch her and you die" vibe, and secrets that could destroy them both. "His to Ruin" is a standalone dark romance novel. It is part of the book series "The Hawthorne Legacy #1" ______ "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else, Lilia. When I'm done with you, the memory of my touch will be a brand on your skin. The sound of my voice will be the only thing you hear in your dreams. You will crave me. You will beg for me." My breath hitched, my entire body frozen in a state of horrified paralysis. He leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear, the contact sending a bolt of pure, unadulterated electricity through me. "And the best part?" he breathed, his voice a silken, venomous promise. "You're going to love every second of it." He pulled back, his eyes blazing with a triumphant, predatory fire. He had seen the flicker of response in my eyes, the traitorous shiver that had run down my spine. He knew he had struck a nerve. That was what finally broke the spell. Rage, pure and absolute, surged through me, burning away the fear. I yanked my hand back, my palm connecting with his cheek with a sharp, satisfying crack that echoed in the silent aisle. He didn't even flinch. He just stood there, a slow, terrifying smirk spreading across his face as he gently touched the reddening mark on his cheek. "There's that fire," he murmured, his voice filled with a dark, appreciative hunger. "I can't wait to taste it."