[UNEDITED/ DRAFT] New edited version now available for purchase on various platforms-check the links in my bio! "The Angel and The Royal Devil" 🖤 "If he doesn't stop staring at you in five seconds, I'll fuck you against this table and you'll come while locking eyes with him." I sucked in a breath, my eyes widening in disbelief as I confronted his impassive expression. He meant business, and there was no denying it. "Five," he declared, his gaze fixed on Joseph, who showed no sign of backing down, continuing to stare at me. "Four." "Stop fucking staring at me, Jo!" I slammed my hands on the table in frustration, my breath hitching and shallow, head spinning at the idea of Salvo taking me in front of a crowd. "Three," Salvo hushed, Joseph's gaze remaining steadfastly fixed on me. "Two." "Please, Joseph," I pleaded. He didn't shift his gaze from me, nor did he blink. "One." Before I could breathe, Salvo lifted me up, my face right in front of Joseph. My ass pointed at Salvo, making things a bit edgy. I held onto the table, feeling the tension. A sneaky grin appeared on Jo's face as Salvo forcefully ripped my gown. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Haunted by a psycho stalker for three years, Luna Percy's life darkens when she falls for notorious mafia leader Salvo Ambrose aka The Royal Devil. Both the stalker and Salvo are consumed by an intense obsession and possessiveness towards her. Their romance reveals shocking truths: her father's murderer, her rapist, and her stalker's identity. In this twisted tale of love and betrayal, there are no heroes-just morally grey men and villains. This dark story may trigger some readers. Reached #1 in psycho, psychokiller #1 in eroticromance, #1 in hotboys, #1 in mafiaromance, #1 in dark romance

"I'll ask you two questions and if I find a silver of dishonesty, I'll hunt you down to the end of this world until you're begging me for death." She nods. "Did you sleep with me against my consent?" She nods - yes. "Were you forced to do this?" She nods - no. "Jeon Jungkook neither forgives, nor forgets, and you my dear, sister-in-law, ended up on the wrong side of me." ◇━━◇━━◇━━◇━━◇━━◇ Kim Y/n - a woman who was physically and emotionally abused by her husband Jeon Junghyun, finds herself in bed with her dead husband's little brother - Jeon Jungkook. She is supposed to be a vessel, to be used by Jeon Mirae - her mother-in-law - to give birth to a heir. And now having slept with the beast - she finds herself on wrong side of the man who has vowed to claim his revenge from her. Who will survive the games of betrayal and love? Who will burn, and who will rise from the ashes...? Scandal. Seduction. Secrets. Welcome to the empire where the widow wears the crown of her brother-in-law's desire and revenge.

#3 in fanfiction🏅 𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 '𝘼𝙨 𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙎𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣' Kim Y/n was meant to be a leverage, an arranged bride offered to the Korea's most dangerous underboss. She was never meant to matter. Just a name on a contract, a necessary alliance. Jeon Jungkook doesn't want a wife. Especially not a Kim's princess. He wanted control, power, and the space to build his tech empire while serving as underboss of Bangtan. He lives in the shadows, haunted by a dark past and darker alter ego. Marriage was meant to be a business move. Nothing more. Kim Y/n wasn't what he expected. A Kim princess and tech heiress, she should have been spoiled, shallow, and silent. Instead, she's warm, bright, and fearless-a woman who paints fairytales and sees the good in even the darkest hearts. She unsettles him. She softens him. She sees the monster inside him... and loves him anyway. When the sweet, bookish girl dares to love the monster inside him, everything fractures. Now he's torn between the war he was raised for... And the light he was never meant to touch. He'll protect her. Love her. Worship her. And if the world tries to take her...he'll burn it to the ground. •┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈•

Jeon Jungkook, a successful businessman as well as a mafia, is got into marriage with his business partner's sister as part of a deal. In exchange, he offers his own sister's hand, turning the marriage into nothing more than a cold transaction. But the girl he marries, Yoon Y/n, has always disliked him. Hatred fills her heart whenever she looks at him. Now, bound together by this unwilling marriage, living under the same roof becomes a challenge. With resentment, anger, and unwillingness between them, will they ever learn to tolerate each other? Or will their relationship turn into yet another battlefield? *** -Forced Marriage. -Enemies to lovers.

❛You all must have heard that a ray of light is definitely visible in the darkness which takes us towards light. But what if instead of light the devil is seen in the darkness?❜ ✧ AVAYAN SINGH RATHORE, A twenty eight years old handsome, but arrogant and short tempered man. Apart from anger he has no other emotion. For everyone he is the chair person of 'Rathore Group of Construction', but in actuall he is a Mafia King, The Mad Wolf, whose name is enough to make the world tremble but no one knows the face behind this dangerous name. He never thought that a girl would suddenly come into his life and with her arrival, he would be able to feel the beats of his dead heart, he would be able to feel the emotion of love in his hate-filled dark life. ♡ NITYA SINHA, A twenty two years old beautiful, sweet and innocent girl. She lost her parents and her stepmother has made her life hell. She wanted to sell her for money. She has a lot of love for everyone in her heart but she never got anyone's love. But she never thought that someone would come into her life who would love her the way she always wanted. ✧ The story of two broken souls who healed each other through the feelings they had for each other. BOOK #01 in series 'DEATH GAMER'

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 '𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄'

방탄소년단 "It hasn't been easy," she expressed quietly, her shoulders wilting like a dying flower. "I know it may sound stupid... I just can't seem to forget what he did to me." His head tilted, and those irregular glimmers in his obsidian eyes acting as shooting stars were all that she could focus on at that very moment. His tongue toyed with the silver piercing in the corner of his lip, "I could help you forget about him." ➺ slow burn ➺ romance ➺ fluff ➺ drama - 𝘛𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘛𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 jjk 2023 - SKULLJIN

It should've ended with distance. A silence. A closed door. But instead, it began here-pressed against a balcony wall, with her breath caught between fear and temptation, and his eyes burning with something far more dangerous than lust. He didn't touch her. Not yet. But the threat of it lingered in the space between their bodies, in the way his chest nearly brushed hers every time he exhaled. She could feel the tension rippling off him, barely contained-like a storm pacing behind his ribcage, just waiting to destroy. "You shouldn't be here," he said, voice rough, low, and shaking with restraint. But he was the one who had cornered her. He was the one who couldn't stay away. And she? She hated how much she didn't want to run. Because this-whatever this was-felt like standing on the edge of something irreversible. "You're my employee," he snapped. As if the label could cage what was already unravelling inside him. "You're a mistake I keep choosing." Her eyes met his-furious, pained, exposed. "I never asked you to," she said, but her voice cracked around the lie. His hand lifted slowly, brushing the side of her jaw with a touch that contradicted everything his words said. Possessive. Tender. He stared at her like she was the very thing he was never meant to want-and the only thing he couldn't stop needing. "I've spent years building walls to stay in control," he muttered, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "You walk in and wreck all of it... without even trying." She swallowed hard. This wasn't love. This wasn't even hate. This was obsession-raw, electric, and utterly doomed. And as his lips hovered over hers, trembling with the weight of a thousand wrong intentions, they both knew- 🥀It started with a look. It spiraled with a touch. And before they could stop it, they were already each other's greatest undoing.

He walks closer to me, pushing me back against his desk. "I'm going to throw you down and fuck you until you scream my fucking name." His fingers slip under my dress and the heat between my legs grows, causing me to cross my legs. He pushes his knee in between my legs, separating them apart. "I'll fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk away from me again." His soft pink lips, curling into his signature smirk. - - - - - - ♡ - - - - - - 𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢, the daughter of a notorious assassin and a prodigy. She is ruthless and kills without hesitation nor emotion, making her deadly. With stunning green eyes, a sculpted body and a magnificent mind she gets anything and everything she wants. 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢, the leader of the most powerful and feared Italian Mafia. No one dares to question the man running the biggest mafia in the world. A man that has been raised with power, wealth and fame. With his alluring features, killer charms and a malevolent mind, he is the one to be or beat. When Lorenzo's mafia gets threatened by an upcoming- a nobady American Mafia, Lorenzo struggles to uphold his criminal empire without it crumbling to the ground. After struggling, he finally decides to ask one of his biggest enemies for help, but it's not such an easy feat because his enemy is a bigger asshole than him.

"A-Aryan..." her voice trembled, breath uneven. I smirked. "Miss me, butterfly?" Her body was taut, shaking, but not from the cold. Her hands pressed against my chest, pushing, resisting. Weak. "Let me go," she whispered. I didn't move. "Why?" "You-" her voice cracked. "You killed him." My smirk didn't waver. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. "You're not just a businessman. You're a murderer." I tilted my head. "And?" Her breath hitched. "And? That's all you have to say?" "What else do you want, Siya?" I murmured, brushing my thumb against her pulse. "An apology?" Her eyes darkened with rage. "You don't even regret it." I chuckled. "No." __________________________________ "What do I want?" His voice was low, edged with something dark. "I thought that was obvious." I held my ground, refusing to back away even as he stopped mere inches from me. "Say it," I challenged. He exhaled a quiet chuckle, his eyes roaming my face before locking onto mine. "I want you, Siya." My breath caught. Not because of his words-I had known it from the start-but because of the way he said them. Not a request. Not a plea. A statement. Like it was inevitable. Like I was already his. I forced my chin up, summoning every ounce of defiance in me. "You don't own me, Aryan." _____________ Mature content⚠️