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. -

"Eyes on us, Mouth shut, Legs open." Dominic and Dimitri, two deadly twins running the most powerful mafia in New York, known as Slaughters. They had everything they ever wanted except one person. Sofia, an epitome of innocence and clumsiness never thought she would grab the attention of someone she should stay away from. Secrets revealed, love turned into betrayals yet there's one thing that never changed, The Obsession. The Addiction.

"What will we do with you?" I could feel them walk around the room no matter how much they tried tiptoing. "Anything you want daddy." I responded. I was so turned on to the point I couldn't hear myself think. "I'll let mommy decide what she'll do with you." Fucking hell Ace. He knew that was my weakness. For weeks I have had this fantasy of Ava dominating me in bed after she mentioned she is a switch. And now he was using my weakness on me. "You have been a very bad boy Matteo. Mommy isn't impressed by that. How long do you think it'll take him to hold back his cum?" She asked while seductively running her fingers all over my body and avoiding the one part I wanted her to touch. "Ooh trust me, Mattie here will cum by just a touch of your finger. Because he's your fucking slut." He was right, Ava has a hold on me and she seems not to see it. "For everytime he cums without my permission, he will get punished. Now be a good boy and make mommy proud." Looks like it's gonna be a long night for me. Coz no way will I hold back when I have the sexiest woman driving me nuts. This is the story about Ava and her love life which is filled with challenges but will she conquer them? Let's find out. ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ A/N: This is an LGBTQ+ book so any homophobics please get out of here and get a life. BDSM scenes MxM scenes MxWxM scenes P/S: Not good with descriptions but hope this was good enough to convince you to try the book😁

Trigger warning - Abuse, violence, assault, murder Please do not read if you can not handle this He walked through the dark stairs. He was playing with his gun. He came to take something that belonged to him, at least he thought. His prey escaped from him, and he was back to take her... torture her, torment her, punish her.... he took something of his too, was it a bigger sin... He had no mercy for anyone. She was not special in that case. she was just his Prey... his favorite pet.

"𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚." Olivia groaned and crossed her arms, standing her ground. "Don't tell me what to do. You're not my dad." Amusement filled Santino's gaze as he stood up, abandoning the papers he desperately needed to read and sign. Yet, all that was forgotten as her bewitching lips protruded. "I might not be your dad but," a midnight lock of hair was pinned behind her ear, "I can be your papi." Shuddering, her body drew closer to him, betraying her mind. "You're sick." Taking the nape of her neck, Santino leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Yet you still dream about my touch, don't you, principessa?" ❦ When Santino Adriano discovers that the Bratva has betrayed their neutrality by secretly working with his family's enemies, he's determined to send a brutal message that cannot be ignored. His target? The Bratva kingpin's sister, Olivia Morozov-a sheltered girl who knows little to nothing about the dark underworld her family controls, having been shielded from the darker truths of her family's empire her entire life. Fresh out of boarding school and blissfully oblivious to the power struggle boiling beneath her feet, Olivia is suddenly whisked away from everything she's ever known and thrust into a world where loyalty is weaponised and power is the ultimate prize. As secrets and long-buried lies unravel around her, she realises she's caught in a game where the unrelenting fight for power holds more value than human lives-including her own. Santino is cold, calculating, and relentless - everything Olivia should fear. Yet, she is intrigued by by his deadly nature. The line between fear and attraction is thin, and like a moth to a flame, she seeks him out, unafraid of the burn it may cause. She's never known anyone like him-an older, dangerous man who makes her question everything she thought she knew about desire. Olivia just didn't expect her captor to be so handsome.

𝐆𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈 was the kind of girl people talked about before she even walked into the room. Too loud. Too reckless. Always somewhere she shouldn't be, dressed in silk and bad decisions, chasing the next thrill like she had something to outrun. As the daughter of one of the most powerful mafia families, she grew up around blood and power, but Gianna never let it tame her. If anything, it made her worse. 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 was the opposite. Cold, controlled, impossible to read. A man people feared before they ever met him. He built his empire with loyalty, violence, and the kind of patience that made him dangerous. Nothing touched him. Nothing got close enough to. Then their families forced a marriage neither of them wanted. Now Gianna is stuck inside a world built on rules she refuses to follow, living with a man who watches everything and forgives nothing. And Nicholas is left dealing with the one person capable of getting under his skin without even trying. She's chaos. He's control. And neither one plans on giving in first. But the thing about cages is - eventually, something inside them starts clawing its way out.

Ten years ago, inorder to save their company, Eighteen year old Nikolas has to marry fifteen year old Maxmillian. It was a marriage in name only! To save his family from ruin. Ten years later, Max is tired of being ignored and wants to leave, he wants to start his own family...will Nik accept? Can the marriage be saved?

After her mother's and step fathers death, Evelyn must move in with her 7 older brothers who she had no idea existed. Will she be welcomed back with warm hugs? Or will she be pushed away and hurt? Will she ever open up? Or will she continue to be a hollow skeleton with a fake smile plastered on her face? "She doesn't belong here!" I heard yelling as I walked through the big wooden doors. "I don't give a rats ass! You will do well to stay in your place or I promise you I will end your shit. Right here."

"She's the devil creating chaos and he's an angel seeking peace. He calms her chaos and she fuels his fire ~ they both are a match made in hell and heaven." The girl that once cared way too much about everyone and everything, no longer cared anymore. The tenderness in her heart has been replaced by coldness, walls have been built up high, ruthlessness and cruelty has been associated with her name, and playing with guns has become her favourite pastime. The once sweet angel has finally dropped her wings, she is now the fallen angel, the Devil herself. Because some Angels are destined to fall in this world full of monsters, to put them in their rightful place. She's changed and you can see it in her eyes, hear it in her tone, feel it in her touch. She's not the same And she's coming back Because her journey is still not over. . . . Welcome back to her journey Book 2 Sequel to Resilience Can't be read as a stand alone.

It's been two years since he has gone to study abroad. I still remember the day I came to live in this house after my parent's death. I still remember the day when he suddenly came into my room. I was looking at him with shocked eyes because of his actions. He locked the door and started coming in my direction. I knew that I was in danger but I can't move my body. Bloody hell, my body was held by the cold gaze of his blue sea-colored eyes. With long steps, he was coming towards me, and in a flash of seconds, he was in front of me. He grabbed my hair making me look into his eyes, my eyes were close afraid of meeting his cold star but the next word from his mouth made my eyes short open. "Who was that man Jane with whom you were laughing and talking answer me. Who was he," he shouted in anger. I took in his appearance his jaw was clenched and his eyes were burning in anger. H-e-he saw me with him. I knew I was in danger. Now, what should I do was the big question for me. Warm tears filled my eyes ready to slip out from the corner of my eyes by remembering that day. The more memory of that day still you heard it right. First place in The Scribblers Award 2020 for best novel