𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.

You never know what you had until you've lost it - at least that's what Ashton Kane has been thinking ever since his mate, Madeline Night, was attacked by rogues. 4 months later, Ashton is still struggling with the day to day life. Preparing for the worst while also preparing for the best takes a lot of work and time, making his alpha title be put on the line by many of his pack members. When things are brought to head, Ashton finds the will to fight for his pack. When his right as Alpha is put on the line, he knows he has to get back on track. With the growing tension, Ashton knows he has to prepare for a fight. When he gets the shock of his life, all the progress he made gets put to the test, determining if he's strong enough to withstand the obstacles. Will Ashton survive through the emotional rollercoaster that has become his life? Or will he give up everything he's worked so hard for and become the mistake he and everyone else seems to think he is? *WARNING* Mature content and strong language will be in this book so if you're uncomfortable with either of these I'd consider not reading!

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

She was his motivation. Madison Connor, the only woman he had ever loved, the woman he had hurt, the woman he had left. Billionaire Damien Daniels had three things he needed to accomplish in his life. First, he was going to get to the root of his past. Second, he was going to make the Connors pay. Third, the last thing, he didn't even know. But he knew there was something remaining, a wrong he needed to right. And it was staring straight at him. A dark truth that risked breaking him apart, that could mar his existence. In all these though she was at the center of it all, Madison Connor. Lord help him. She was the one thing he could never have. His enemy's little sister. Eyes like the sea, strawberry blonde curls and those dotted freckles atop her nose; she was his obsession. She was the beginning of his downfall, his damnation and motivation. *** He was the one man she couldn't avoid back then, and the man she couldn't resist. Damien Daniel, her childhood crush who never looked her way even once. Her brother's enemy. She was too small for him, not sexy or beautiful enough for him, too shy to even talk to him. Their attraction was unmistakable, almost beyond control, but as much as she ached to be his, she feared the pressure of his demands. *** Submitting to each other meant they had to break so many rules. Could they? Would they? Their love was forbidden. Their intertwining past threatening to tear them apart. A bumpy ride. So many obstacles and trials. It took days, months and years, but what's meant to be will always be! HIGHEST RANKINGS! #4 - billionaire (16/7/22) #8 - childhoodsweethearts (17/8/22) #2 - fated (18/8/22) #1 - revenge (18/8/22) #1 - poorgirl (14/9/22) #5 - ceo (20/9/22)

"Rowen, please..." "You're going to wear my ring," he hissed, his breath hot on her cheek. "You're going to sleep in my bed. And every night, I'll remind you of what you did. I'll take back what you stole from me-my future. And when I'm done, there'll be nothing left of you but ashes." She sobbed, trying to look away, but he forced her chin up. "You don't get to cry," he growled. "You don't get to act like the victim. You chose your path, and now you'll walk it-with me." ================================================================= In a world veiled by power, secrets, and shadows, three lives are fated to collide. Rowen Ravenscar, a brutal mafia king feared by many, hides a heart forged by tragedy. Kai Morwen, the golden boy architect with a heart of gold, lives a life of charm, smiles, and perfection. Elara Moonveila, a quiet warrior shaped by a harrowing past, tries to survive in a cruel world with dignity and courage. When love and blood intertwine, masks begin to fall, and the fine line between good and evil begins to blur. Who truly is the villain, and who wears the mask of a hero? Story contains mature content. Read on your risk Tags:- #Forced marriage #Enemies to lover #Love triangle #Abusive relationship #Misunderstanding #Violent scenes

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.

"Married to the Wrong Milan" Zavian Moretti - a name that sends shivers down the spine of Italy's underworld. Cold. Calculated. Dangerous. Today, he was supposed to marry Kiara Milan, a glamorous model and a perfect match for the mafia king in the eyes of the world. But fate had other plans - she vanished hours before the wedding, leaving chaos behind. To save the family name, the Milans replaced her in secret... With Rhea Milan - the wild card. Not a model. Not feminine. Not interested. Rhea is the opposite of everything Zavian expected - a tomboy with the shortest hair knotted back, dressed in a white hoodie, jacket, pants, and boots. No makeup. No fuss. Just raw beauty and a dangerously calm attitude. She wasn't born to be a bride. But she walks into the wedding like a silent storm. While the mafia world watches in stunned silence, Rhea? She's near the dessert table, stuffing her face with sweet treats - completely unaware that she just became Mrs. Moretti. If you want to find her... Just follow the smell of sugar.

I warned him, "What you think you are doing!!!" He lighted the match stick and threw it on the table, my feet went back as the table caught on fire. he looked at me as he said, "Looks like... Miss Valentine.... there won't be a dinner tonight...." He ordered, "Let ...Me.... Escort.. You ...To... Your ...Room....I will call your date and cancel it for you.... So, will you walk or I should carry you in my arms?" is he jealous? obsession? I slapped him. I pointed my finger on his face as I said, "With whom you are talking!!!... I am Valerie Valentine!!!! You are a person you carried my bag, follows my every order!!!!... You are mere Bodyguard, Alan!!!" (Note: Ares Alan Morris is his full name I warned him, "I had enough! I want you gone right now! They will find a better replacement!" he said grabbing my face, "I dare you... Try to go away from me... Try to make me leave.... We had deal I can leave here only on my will.... right?...Be true to your words, Valee.." "Alan!!!" his mouth touched corner of my lips He whispered, "Don't tell me you don't feel the same, if you don't then... then I will give you space...." I warned, "My dad will kill you!!!" He asked, "And you will let me get killed, sweetheart..." he chuckled deeply "i don't think so..." He lifted my chin, he whispered, "I will move away if you want but forget the date. I can't let that happen, not with that loser..." His lips brushed against mine, he whispered to himself, "Damn... I can't get enough of this girl..." His phone rang, he smirked picking the call, his eyes were glued on me. "yes... Yes, Sir.... I dropped her home...." He said further, "Don't worry, Your niece is all safe and sound." the call ended. He was looking at me like he will devour me at the same time. I asked, "How dare you!!!... How dare you treat me like a girl you toss every other day!!! " He whispered, "I am treating like you are my women..."

Y/N is married to her sister's Brother in Law as his fiance eloped with her boyfriend on their wedding day.... Journey of two complete strangers who met on their wedding day to be bonded forever ✨ A short Romantic ff...

Happiness? Was a word that left Roohi Shekhawat's life long ago. She was the diamond nobody took notice of in the pile of coal. She shone brighter than the eyes of a common man can take notice. Perfection was a word for her. Until, A someone saw her worth, in a good way or a bad? Rudram Mannan was a man who was in a fight with the world and himself. A man is obsessed with everything he owns. Determined to have all. No boundaries, no conscience. He wants it. He owns it. Roohi was suffering in a tomb of devils her brothers were when the eyes of another fiend caught her. The man of obsessions. And may Roohi be one of his obsessions? How will her life take a turn, will her life finally find the happiness it deserves? Or will she suffer in a curse of eternity?