❝𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨❞ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲, 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬. "𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰," 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞. "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡... 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑟. Elena Reyes came to Canada with nothing but scars and silence. By day, she serves coffee with a practiced smile. By night, she apprentices at Moreno Tattoos, turning pain into art with trembling hands and a heart that refuses to trust. Zane Moreno is the owner, cold, covered in ink, and haunted by demons he'll never name. He doesn't do gentle. He doesn't do love. But when Elena walks into his shop, something in him cracks. Now he watches her too closely, touches her too carefully, and swears he'll burn the world before he lets anyone hurt her again. 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 & 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐬 Loyalty. It's a simple philosophy of virtue, worn thin by the world. In his hands, it is sacred- A creed carved in blood and obedience. A faith sharpened by order, tempered in the fire of command. Trust is demanded- forged beneath the weight of discipline, Bound by the concept of duty. But in hers, those words are fables- Tales spun by desperate men to keep obedience alive. Loyalty's a language of the desperate- spoken loudest by those too afraid to stand alone. Trust is a fool's game for those who've never bled. And right is wrong, wrong the only right in the chaos she was made for. They were born to opposite sides of the same war- two souls carved from a single wound, destined to bleed for different flags. They were meant to ruin each other quietly. Ruin. Ruin. Ruin and call it mercy. Call it duty. Never to find warmth in the ashes they made. Never to seek solace in what was made to destroy, what was meant to bring death. But fate... fate has never cared for intention- It placed his oath at the mercy of the woman he was trained to destroy, Placed her wrath in the hands of the only man who could ruin it. Steal her fury. Quiet her rage. Unravel the reason she drew breath. And he truly meant to do it- Every bit of it. Meant to ruin, To steal, To quiet, Unravel. He meant to bring justice, Bring justice and strike down a woman born of vengeance until fate intervened once more- Until, somewhere between the hunt and the havoc, he forgot to destroy and learned to worship instead. But worship's not enough to blunt her truth- hungry dogs are never loyal- not even to the palm they once adored. And even the devout, in the end, turn on their gods. 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏...

"You know," Sage murmurs against my neck, his voice a little bashful, "my sister says hugs are the fastest way to make someone feel better." I let out a huff of breath and open my mouth to respond. But before I can reply, he adds softly. "You're one of the most amazing people I know. And no one, absolutely no one, should ever make you feel otherwise." I let my eyes close for a second, letting that settle in a place I didn't even realise had been empty. "Okay," I say quietly, pulling back just enough to see his face and then sinking deeper into his warmth, my hands curling into his jacket, clutching like I'm afraid he'll vanish if I let go. ────── ✦ She wasn't looking for love, just a little peace. He was not planning to fall, but when he met her, he realised that some falls don't hurt. They heal. ✦ ────── If you are a reader like me, someone who loves comfort books, pure love stories, and heathy relationships that feel real and safe then maybe this book is just perfect for you 🍂

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥. He left her to burn, to die. But a woman like Elena Rossi was born to rise from the ashes, stronger than before. Now, she's finally out of hiding, and Alexei Volkov has a chance to finish the job when their paths cross at an event hosted by a notorious crime boss. But what happens when the lines between hate and desire begin to ignite like flames? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. Deadly games. Twenty contestants. Ten million in cash. One winner. He was destined to be her end. She was fated to ruin him. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦. Mature Content Warning | 18+ -This story is on hiatus-

For the world, she's already dead. Sold away at a young age, erased by a lie so perfect no one questions it. Tortured and forged into a weapon-silent, deadly, unstoppable. Now, she moves like a ghost through a world that doesn't want her to exist. But someone is watching. A shadow slipping through cracks she didn't know were there. Invisible, relentless. He knew her before the darkness claimed her. Before she became what she is now. He left once-when she was still a broken girl who dared to dream. But now he's back. Waiting. Watching. Wanting. She hates him. She doesn't understand him. But he's been waiting for this moment-to find her, to claim her, to burn down everything that made her this way. But she's not that lost girl anymore. And she's not sure she wants to be found.

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐲." ~ 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

*Formerly His Desire* "You think you want me, but I don't think you could handle what I would do to you." His stare is relentless. I smooth my hands down over my nightdress, feeling his words glide across my skin. "I could..." "I'm not sure I would be the kind, gentle lover your sweet Caspian would be," he warns quietly. ----- As a Princess, Kiva is always in danger. So much so, one night, her home is broken into, where it is revealed her attempted killer is her mate. Before she has a chance to speak to him, he vanishes into the night. For her protection, a dark and dangerous mercenary is ordered to keep guard of her, and as time passes, Kiva finds herself desiring him more and more. All while trying to find her elusive mate, and deny feelings for a man who may lead her right to the truth.

𝐀𝐧 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐀 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦... 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚. 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥. 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐫. A business deal between the two powerful families went wrong years ago and someone ended up being killed causing a great rivalry between both families. Who was the killer? And more importantly how will revenge be taken? What happens when the two eldest children of the powerful and fighting families, Avalina Leoni and Dante Sorentino, who desperately hate eachother get themselves caught in an undeniable web of tension and an alliance. "𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴," 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘱 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵," 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳, 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘺. "𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶." Lastly, trust no one. Highest ranking so far: #1 action-romance [Book 1]

"Join me," she murmured, her voice a seductive, low tone that carried on the still air. It was an invitation, a challenge, and a promise all rolled into one. She could feel his eyes on her, tracing the curve of her back, the swell of her hips just beneath the water's surface. The sight of her, bathed in moonlight, was a potent temptation. He remained motionless, a predator assessing his prey. The game had begun, and he knew that one wrong move could cost him everything. His jaw tightened, the muscle ticking. The silence stretched, thick with unspoken tension. Finally, a low growl rumbled from his chest. "You have no idea what you're asking," he said, his voice a dangerous caress. ༻❁✿❀༺ 𝐿𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓏𝑜 𝒜𝓁𝓋𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓏 It's a tale as old as time, once you make a deal with the devil. He's Ruthless. He's Cold. He's Vicious. He's Merciless. You'll never get ur soul back. In a world of corruption, he's the king. The man who controls the underworld with just his inked palms. Until he met his match. 𝒜𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒫𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓏 She's cunning. She's manipulative. She's selfish. She's seductive. In the darkest nights, she's a predator. Lurking in the shadow watching her prey. It's when she caught the eyes of the devil, that when she knows it won't end well for either of them. It was supposed to be so simple: Kill The Target. Temptation is the devil looking through the keyhole. Yielding is opening the door and inviting him in. -Billy Sunday And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming. ༻❁✿❀༺ Trops: - Mafia Romance - Strong FMC/Grumpy MMC - Grumpy/Brat - Dark Themes - Spicy Scenes - Enemies to Lovers - Hate/Love