NILA JAVA radiated confidence and everything that came with it. Standing her ground throughout high school, she continues to do the same in college making sure everyone knew who she was. Nila was a man's wet dream and wouldn't even have to blink before getting noticed in a room. She knew what she wanted and wouldn't tolerate disrespect from anyone who dared. Nila prided herself in being an extrovert, always having an easygoing personality, able to make friends with whoever and become easily favoured with the click of her fingers. Except for one. Her best friend's older brother. MAIKEL MARQUEZ was known as the college's golden boy being loved by many and over the course of four years, gained himself a reputation along side his best friend. He was outgoing, charming and not to mention a total heartbreaker. Girls wanted to be with him and boys wanted to be him, but not everyone could be as loved as him. From childhood, Maikel has always had an unknown problem with Nila. Ever since five, they've become sworn enemies and stuck to that promise over the years into adolescence. Two people have never hated each other more than Maikel and Nila. However, when a mutually beneficial deal strikes between the two, they find themselves slowly overcoming their strong hatred for one another. It's no surprise they were both attracted to each other, but were those desires enough to diminish their problem of being unable to stand each other? 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭." ~ Marriage was never for love-it was for legacy. A strategy. A performance. And for the Lombardis and the Morettis, it was the most calculated, showstopping alliance of the century. Roman Moretti, Don of the La Cosa Nostra, and Angeline Lombardi, only daughter of the French-Italian Mafia Capo, had been betrothed since her birth --matched to unite two empires under one crown. Hidden from the world, Angeline was raised to be the perfect wife. Groomed. Silenced. Controlled. She learned early that one misstep would strip her of everything-including her name. Everyone's first mistake? They underestimated her. Though no one had ever seen her, the world assumed the Lombardi Princess was a polished doll. Quiet. Disposable. Roman saw the marriage as a formality-another calculated step toward total dominance. He had no plans to love her. No plans to live with her. Just a wife on paper, tucked away from him elsewhere, summoned when needed for appearances. But everything changed the moment he saw her walking down the aisle. She was perfection. Untouchable. She would be his ruin, his weakness, his obsession, his motivation. His everything. But what if that had been her plan all along? Not everything buried stays dead. Not every identity is what it seems. In a world where saints become monsters and monsters are worshipped like gods, Angeline must decide what's worth saving: her bloodline, her love, or herself. ~ -HEA -18+ -Romance/mystery/thriller -No Cheating/OWD -DARK ROMANCE "OMYGOSH. This book was immaculate. I could NOT put it down at all. Every chapter was AMAZING, the writing is shakespears work and each chapter made me laugh, smile, cry so much and this whole thing was a rollercoaster of emotions." -@Sunfloweraate8

"You want a job here, Victoria?" He asks quietly, and I swallow beneath his grip. It was hard for me to breathe- much less speak. Fear spills throughout my body at the sudden realization that Nico could completely crush my windpipes if he wanted to. One squeeze and my life will be over. He brings me closer to his face and I freeze when his thumb slides down the side of my neck. It startles me, causing my heart to thrash restlessly against my ribcage. "Consider yourself hired." Head tilted, he looks at me closely. "You just signed your life away to me. I hope it was worth it." •••

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓 (ANGEL) Older. Scary. Silent. Damon Lars was always lurking in the shadows, a sinister presence that scared me. It would be oblivious for me not to notice him even in the darkest areas. He was there. Maybe invisible to others, not to me. My brother's best friend, Damon, was notorious for his dark reputation. While I immersed myself in books, I could feel his gaze upon me. Sometimes, I feel him notice me too. No one knows what happens when all my brother's friends are busy. I saw him. Every day. And I vowed to keep my mouth shut. My secret. And his. STELLA RUSSEL (PRINCESS) Rich. Entitled. Bratty. That was me, and I'm proud. I hated Grayson Meadows. He constantly treated me as if I were a spoiled rich brat - which I was - our fathers being business partners made us around each other a lot. Despite his mocking, he always protected me, causing me to feel uneasy in his presence. If I harbor such animosity towards him, why do I find myself concerned for him too? I hate him. But I fucking need him more. LILIANA ROSELINE (DOLLFACE) Jaxon's intense gaze always sent shivers down my spine, as if he could see right through me. He was Marci's violent older brother, a brooding figure with a penchant for chaos. Danger seemed to emanate from him like a dark aura. Yet, amidst his menacing aura, he would fixate his eyes on me, as if I were the epitome of perfection. But could a girl, so perfect, ever be enticed by a man like him? Yes, because I'm so deep down in love with him. AVERY RAVEN (LITTLE DEVIL) Alessio, the loud figure, refers to me as the 'little devil' and feigns animosity towards me. He says he hates me a lot. However, deep down, I am aware that his feelings are quite the opposite. In the dead of night, when the world slumbers, he clandestinely dials my number on each of my birthdays, evoking an unsettling sensation within me. Until last summer, when everything went south and I ruined Alessio's life

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

"My girl isn't fucking weak and there isn't shit wrong with her. She's a fucking force and her pain is her power." He paused, allowing his words to seep into my soul. "And her place will always be at my side, say it." He demanded. A few tears tracked down my face. My throat was clogged with emotions, and it felt hard to breathe, but I did what I was told. "I'm not weak and there's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force...." I swallowed. "My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Louder. I want to hear you." My chin trembled but the words that left my mouth next were strong and hard. "I'm not weak. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Again." His voice was a whisper against my skin, causing the tips of my fingers to tingle. "Say it again, Sam." My heart thawed. "I'm not weak." I said quietly. "There's nothing wrong with me. I'm a force. My pain is my power, and my place will always be at your side." "Damn straight." He whispered against my lips. "You're fucking perfect. Don't let me hear you call yourself weak, Sam. Because you aren't." ° ° ° 𝗦𝗮𝗺 My life was mapped out for me before I could even take my first breath. I was thrusted into the corrupted world of organized crime and illegal trade. After being broken and left for dead, I finally got my out. I ran. I was free. And then my brother fucked it all up, dragging me back into this twisted form of hell. And then there was Spade, the devil in the most irresistible form. 𝗦𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗲 I was the King of the Cosa Nostra. The definition of violent and tainted. I was merciless, and in my book, there was no such thing as fucking losing. Things have always been the same in the underground, nd when you play with your life, things were collected. Her brother is in my debt, and if that debt isn't paid someone will die. This was just business, so why couldn't I kill her and get shit over with? She was just a means to an end. Right?

Wedding Planner x Mafia Boss Grace Hartley, an ambitious wedding planner with a passion for perfection, is hired to organize the wedding of Serena Costa, the youngest member of the powerful and dangerous Costa family. The arrangement seems simple enough: design a dream wedding for a woman she hardly knows, all while staying out of the family's criminal world. But when she meets Santino Costa-mafia boss, ruthless protector, and brother to the bride-her world begins to shift. In a world where loyalties are tested and every move is a game, Grace must navigate a fine line between professionalism and the growing pull of a man she knows she should stay away from. But with every passing moment, the wedding she's planning isn't the only thing that starts to feel binding. .......................................... #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in Italian #1 in fiction #1 in mobboss #1 in Boss

❛❛ Oh dear love, we don't go near that door...no one in the flat does...the man that lives behind it is Alexander Solonik. ❜❜ . . . Everyone in the neighbourhood wanted them kicked out for no reason, they were never seen, never heard of and they never open their door. They never left their home. It was almost as if...no one lived inside that house? But-only I saw the little boy who lived there. And only I know about it because my mother would trap me in my room for even making eye contact with them. Started: 18/08/2022 Finished: 31/08/22 This book contains mature scenes! BOOK COVER BY: typinchapters on insta!! RATINGS: # 4 romance out of 2M stories # 13 love out of 2.3M # 1 wattpad

╰─▸ TANGLED ALLEGIANCES * ˚ ✦ Power brought them together; lies threaten to tear them apart. In the world of ruthless power and deadly alliances, Kimberly Rossi is a pawn in a dangerous game. Forced into an arranged marriage with Mikhail "The King" Petrov, the infamous mafia boss who rules with an iron fist, she is torn between duty and hatred. Their union is not one of love, but of necessity - a strategic alliance to unite two powerful families and solidify their reign over the underworld. But from the start, Kimberly and Mikhail can't stand each other. The bitterness runs deep, fueled by lies, betrayals, and past wounds that neither can escape. As they are thrust together into a world where trust is a luxury and loyalty is a currency, both must grapple with the tension between desire and disdain. Amidst the corruption and danger that threatens to tear them apart, they begin to question if love is even possible when survival is all that matters. Their marriage is a battlefield. The question is: who will come out on top? Started: Sunday, December 29th 2024

She the heiress to an empire and his darkest temptation. He's a ruthless attorney and her darkest addiction. Stella: I've been wrapped in the dark world of corruption all my life, becoming a picture-perfect daughter. The reins to my life were in everyone's hands except my own. It was time for that to change. Starting with a stolen two million dollars. Robbing my family was my escape from an arranged marriage and I took my chances. But I never expected my father to hire one of New York's most dangerous men to find the culprit. Rhys Romanov, the paragon of criminally intelligent. The bane of my existence. Rhys was a man with few morals and far too much power. A deadly lawyer and CEO with a devilishly handsome face to deceive this world. From the moment we met, we succumbed to animosity. Rhys had more power and authority than anyone else and with limited options, I struck a deal with the devil. Everybody had a blind spot. Rhys was mine. Making him my darkest addiction wasn't part of the plan... because it could ruin me. ... Rhys: Power, wealth, and control were the things I chased and thrived on. With only enemies in this world, I held my cards close to my chest and stayed elusive; I kept my secrets and used everybody else's against them. Running a tech company in the name of law, I ruled the world of corruption. But to lead this life, I lived by certain rules. Rules that one person dared to threaten. Stella Almonte, the epitome of elegance and grace. She had the power to draw gazes to herself. Whispers of seduction dripped from her movements that only I seemed to notice. Stella was always charming but she was far more dangerous than a weapon. Stella was poison disguised in jewels and sparkling eyes. With a stolen two million dollars in her pocket, she was the culprit I never knew I was chasing. Until we struck a deal. Everybody had a weakness and Stella was mine. She was my darkest temptation... and she could ruin me.