𝗗𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗼𝗿 Black comedy, also known as black humor, dark humor, dark comedy, morbid humor, or gallows humor, is a style of comedy that makes light of subject matter that is generally considered taboo, particularly subjects that are normally considered serious or painful to discuss. 𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿 I'm not sexist, homophobic, racist or anything like that. I made this book for shits and giggles, not to make fun of any group of people. If you easily get offended by anything, please leave. I am warning you now since I will most likely not respond to people that got offended by anything I have typed. If you do get offended, I don't care. I'm not forcing you to read this book and hopefully no one else is forcing you to. "There is no such thing as an appropriate joke, that's why it's a joke." - Michael Scott

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

I was just a normal college girl-reckless, loud, and a little bit of a troublemaker. But everything changed the moment I saved a child from being hit by a truck. When I opened my eyes, I wasn't dead. Instead, I woke up in the body of a woman everyone called perfect-rich, beautiful, angelic. The catch? She's married to a Mafia boss... and he hates her. To him, I am nothing but a burden. To his family, I am just an arranged pawn. But I'm not the same fragile wife they used to know. They wanted an obedient heiress. They got me instead-a fighter with a soft heart and iron fists. And if my Mafia husband thinks he can keep rejecting me... he's about to learn what kind of woman I really am.

Lanterns rise. Music drifts. The same laughter echoes-again. Yeah, they're trapped. Together. Again. It was meant to be a simple mission. Blend in, find the demon, leave before dawn. Yet morning returns exactly as it was before. The same faces. The same steps. The same quiet tension between them, untouched and unresolved. Each loop tightens. Each mistake lingers longer than it should. And somewhere beneath the celebration, something is watching... waiting for them to understand. Because this isn't just a trap. It's a challenge. Join Shinobu and Tomioka as they search for a way out of the loop-or decide if this place is meant to keep them forever. ❤️❤️<<<>>><<<💙💜>>><<<>>>❤️❤️ Giyushino~ Taisho Era. The characters in this story aren't mine, and neither are any Pinterest images or songs I might use. All rights belong to their respective owners. I'm just borrowing them... very respectfully. 😌 However the aesthetics and playlists are mineeeeee~

Giyuu Tomioka, president of the Asakusa Academy. Shinobu Kocho Member of the student council in the Asakusa Academy falls in love with Giyuu Tomioka Will she be able to tell her feelings? Will it be too late for Giyuu to tell his feelings? {this story is inspired by IWTEYP} don't search if you don't want spoilers Ofc I dont own any character all rights to creator of kny Koyoharu Gotouge.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

"He took my life. I took his control." When a nightclub owner is kidnapped by Chicago's most powerful Italian mafia don, captivity turns into a dangerous test of will, desire, survival, and maybe a little bit of love. ... Luciana Moretti built her empire in neon lights and loud music; not blood and violence. When she's kidnapped from her own nightclub and forced into a marriage with Chicago's most feared mafia don, she becomes a prisoner in a world ruled by his power and obsession. But Luciana was never meant to be owned, and she will escape no matter the cost. Salvatore Valenti doesn't chase. He takes. As Chicago's most powerful Italian mafia don, he's used to being feared, obeyed, and desired. But the woman who owns his favourite nightclub never even looked at him and that was her biggest mistake. He saw her that night he and decided she belonged to him. Marriage isn't a proposal to him. It's a sentence. ... But in a marriage with undeniable fire between them, is Luciana's real danger being trapped with him or falling for him? *** Top rankings: #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in mafialove #1 in betrayal #1 in eroticromance #1 in obsession #1 in possessive #2 in romance #2 in forcedmarriage #3 in mafia #3 in darkromance

By day, the city belonged to students. Lecture halls filled with half-awake conversations, coffee cups balance on notebooks, deadlines whispered like threats. Students running around. By night, the city changed hands. Neon lights reflected off polished metal. Engines cut through silence. Some people found freedom in motion, in the rush of wind and the blur of streetlights stretching endlessly ahead. They didn't know each other yet. But they would. In a world full of chaos, the hashira, reunited. Some sharing their love for motorsport while others silently watching from the distance. A Biker Hashira AU! Some ships: Shinobu x Giyu, Mitsuri x Obanai, Tengen x his wives, Kanao x Tanjiro, Nezuko x Zenitsu, Aoi x Inosuke and some mentions of Sanemi x Kanae

"Don't fight me, mi amor... surrendering will hurt much less," he murmured, his lips grazing her ear, sending a chill down her spine. "Good girl," he growled, his dark eyes locking onto hers as he hovered over her trembling frame, his dominance suffocating yet impossible to resist. A Deal Sealed in Betrayal Dario De Costa-the merciless and feared Don of the Italian mafia-is forced into an alliance with the American mafia through marriage. Known for his cold cruelty and unforgiving nature, Dario views this union as nothing more than a means to secure absolute power. But his meticulously laid plans collapse when the bride he was promised-Ashley Brown-disappears on the eve of the wedding, fleeing with her lover. In a desperate attempt to salvage the alliance, the family substitutes her younger sister, Olivia Brown, just 19-a quiet girl haunted by years of abuse from their father, Alexander Brown. The whispers are everywhere: "Dario De Costa-betrayed by a bride switch!" Now shackled to the Devil himself, Olivia must endure a marriage born of deception. Dario, enraged and humiliated, sees her as nothing but collateral damage-a pawn in his ruthless game to dominate the American mafia. But Olivia, fragile as she seems, hides a quiet strength. As Dario's icy façade begins to crack, an unexpected connection ignites between them, blurring the lines between vengeance and desire. Can Olivia survive the inferno of his wrath-or will she emerge as the one to tame the Devil? In a world of betrayal, power, and dark passion, only one thing is certain: Love and hate have never burned so dangerously close

When Marinette decide to get into the dangerous games to find her brother but she don't know that there, she is going to meet someone who will change her life. It's a 100% Adrinette story, and there are no heroes. ❗ This story will contain smut, death and violence parts in some chapters!!!!!! ❗❗ In the sexual chapters, you may find some sex pictures and content, so you read on your own responsibility ❗❗❗ I'm responsible for what I write but not for what you read I don't own the pictures or the characters or the words of the songs that i use in my stories, and the story is my original idea