𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬. Caterina's father is the Don of the Sicilian Mafia, although Cat refuses to be a part of the dangerous lifestyle that comes with it all. After leaving her family and the Mafia behind her, Caterina begins her own life, living peacefully outside of the reach of the Mafia for four years. That changes suddenly as life throws Caterina into the middle of the chaos when the Russian Mafia chooses to strike her family's empire. Placing a bounty on the Sicilian Mafia heir. With her life now at risk, Caterina's father has sent one of his best men to keep her safe and hide her away from the enemy. But there's something off with the tall and dangerous man who has sworn to protect Caterina's life. Can she trust him? Or will the secrets he hides be her undoing? Mature Content Warning | 18+ (This story is complete)

Mercy Leigh Hollis knows how to be good. She's been good her whole life- Soft-spoken. Skirt-wearing. Heaven-fearing. Taught to keep her legs closed and her prayers louder than her thoughts. But one wrong moment puts a man with blood on his hands in her life-and suddenly, "good" doesn't feel like enough. He's older. Meaner. Doesn't flinch at sin. And he sees right through her lace and Sunday dresses. She wasn't supposed to want him. She wasn't supposed to like the way his voice sounded when it said her name. She wasn't supposed to open the door when the devil knocked- But here she is. Askin' to be taught. And he's more than willin' to ruin her the slow way. This isn't a redemption arc. It's a fall from grace with eye contact

𝐎𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬 & 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 ❝𝑼𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒆, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒙. 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒆𝒙.❞ -𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑵𝒐𝒙 Love was never on the agenda; it was never a part of the big picture. It was a concept that was written off from her vocabulary, and all she needed was power, knowledge, money, and sex. She had it all until he made sure they meant nothing if he was not in her life. Thunder and lightning cause goosebumps to proliferate all over her damp skin as the cold metal of the knife grazes her flesh. After each stroke, the knife leaves a trail of heat, contradicting and defying what her body should feel. Fear. The knife snips what's left of her thongs, the thin fabric pooling around her feet as sand-brown eyes sear into her grays, sending a rush of heat to her center. Her heart rioting against her ribcage didn't go unseen by her or him as his next words sent her body into an overstimulating ecstasy. "On Your Knees, Venus." Love shouldn't have crossed her mind at that point as she stood frozen yet shaking at his venereal act. Bolts of electricity fought their way through her body, and as the flash of lightning traced what should have been a monster, she instead saw a God. And there was no running from his or her feelings for him. The cold, rainy night couldn't overcast the intense love and lust she had for the man who was slowly gazing down at her nakedness.

✨ When memories fade, only the heart remembers what's truly ours.✨ Emery Hawthorne wakes up in a sterile, unfamiliar room with no memory of who she is-or how she got there. All she knows is that her past has been wiped away. Her family, her life, even her own name are lost to her, leaving behind a haunting emptiness. She's been brought to Solara Academy, a place designed to train the Chosen Ones-those with extraordinary powers. But it doesn't feel like a school. It feels like a cage. And the more time she spends there, the stronger the feeling that something is terribly wrong. Roman's name lingers in her mind, a whisper in the darkness, though she can't remember why. There's a pull between them, something deep and undeniable, but he's a stranger to her now. What she doesn't know is that Roman holds the key to her past, to the memories they've shared-and lost. Their bond was erased to protect them both, but Roman can't shake the feeling that the love they shared was too strong to forget. As Emery struggles to piece together the truth, she discovers the academy hides darker secrets than she could have ever imagined. And the closer she gets to uncovering the truth, the more dangerous it becomes for everyone she loves. In a world where power is everything, can Emery remember who she is and the love she's meant to fight for? Or will the secrets of the academy tear them apart forever?

Aveline Sinclair was ready to strut into Wastoria University like, "Yasss, new beginnings, new challenges, and I'm about to show everyone what I got!" But hold up-she didn't see this twist coming! A little mix-up in her dorm assignment lands her smack dab in Stormvale Hall, the all-boys dorm, with none other than Cassian Knight-the biggest broader on campus and a total heartthrob. He's like the complete opposite of her vibe: reckless, closed off, and way too fine for his own good. Aveline's like, "Nah, I want outta here!" But the university's bureaucracy? A hot mess, honey! So for now, she's stuck in this drama. As the tension rises and the sparks fly, Aveline learns that sometimes, the wrong place is actually the right place for a little glow-up. You know what I'm saying? 'No One's Safe' series ****** "You don't get to fucking walk through here like that," he bit out, each word slicing through the air like a blade. "Looking like a problem I need to bend over the stairwell and fix." "I didn't mean to-" He laughed once. Dark. Dangerous. "Yeah? Then why the fuck is that skirt so short I can see your next mistake?"

"Look at me when you lie." His voice didn't rise. It didn't have to. "If you're gonna insult my intelligence, at least have the decency to look me in the fucking eye." Evangeline Summers wasn't made for this world- where silence is a weapon, and submission isn't requested. It's taken. She didn't volunteer. Her father handed her over like a signed debt. And Kenji Tanaka collected. He doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't repeat himself. He speaks in commands disguised as questions- and touches like he's confirming damage he already caused. Eva was never taught how to survive men like him. Only how to be polite while they take. "Tell me what you're hiding." She stayed silent. He smiled. Just enough teeth. "Don't make me drag it out of your skin." Now, she has two options: Play the part. Or get eaten alive by it. Because Kenji isn't just the devil in the room. He built it. "You keep fighting the knots like you got somewhere better to be." He growled, breath hot against her skin. "Go ahead. Make me tighten them." And he's about to teach her: Pain isn't punishment. It's permission.

"𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐫. 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠," "𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭. 𝐎𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥." Amelia Lewis has always been the quintessential good girl-never one to break the rules or stray from her meticulously planned path. Arriving at college with her two best friends, she believes she's left the whispers of her past behind. But everything changes when she crosses paths with the notorious bad boy of Samford University, Hayden King. With his muscular build, rugged good looks, and tattoos that tell a story of their own, Hayden is everything Amelia knows she should avoid. By night, he fights in the ring; by day, he charms his way through campus as the star football player. Despite her best intentions to resist him, Amelia finds herself irresistibly drawn to Hayden's dangerous lifestyle and magnetic charm. In a daring move to win her over, Hayden proposes a bet: if he loses, he'll be abstinent for a month. But if Amelia loses, she must live in the frat house with him for the same duration. As they navigate the challenges of their wager, the lines between right and wrong blur, and Hayden begins to realize that Amelia might just be his one and only...His Angel.

An ancient Italian estate. A vineyard full of secrets. A bloody legacy-and a young intern with mismatched socks and a hunger for mischief caught in the middle of it all. La famiglia Orsini Di Montepietra makes quality wine worth millions and harbours secrets that could stain it darker. Known for their vast fruitful vineyards, respectable reputation and intelligent minds, they are Tuscany's finest- and most feared. Marli Tavares is determined to find the skeleton in their antique cupboards. She's a young woman with a unique personality who left her home in Bahia to seek greener pastures-well, she found a whole vineyard; one whose grapes taste like bitter truth. Landing an internship at the estate's library was as easy as wearing her typewriter key ring. Surviving a year under the frescoed Orsini roof? That's another story-especially with a cold mistress, a brooding cleric, an annoyingly devoted first son, his Casanova of a younger brother, and oh! a brat of a younger sister all watching her every move. Would you like a tour of the Orsini estate, a taste of their darkest wine, or...both? ~ ✨ Highest Rank ✨1st in estate out of 6.2k stories on 18/11/2025 ✨3rd in unsolved out of 1.11k stories on 16/11/2025