❝𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒉 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰'𝒎 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖.❞ *** 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐞 may be all bright smiles and laughter on the outside, but inside, she's hiding scars from years of abuse by her sadistic stepfather. Her only escape is a secluded cliff where she can forget, even if just for a moment. Until one day, she's not alone. 𝐆𝐢𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢 𝐃'𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨, a ruthless mafia don feared for his iron grip on power, embodies the darkness she has tried to escape. Cold, calculating, and unfeeling, he's everything Daisy has been taught to fear. Yet, despite their differences, an undeniable attraction grows between them. Drawn to the light she unknowingly brings into his dark world, Giovanni becomes obsessed with her like a moth to a flame. As their lives intertwine, Daisy's warmth starts to corrupt his hardened heart and crack his icy exterior, while his darkness threatens to engulf her. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: November 04-24 𝐄𝐍𝐃: ... ‼️𝗧𝗪: this story includes some sensitives topics like emotional and physical abuse, self-harm/suicide, violence/blood, mature language, reference to rape, sex scenes and swearing. Please be aware of these topics before reading, and if you're sensitive to them, feel free to skip this book! <3 ‼️ ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒𝐄𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧. Her ambition runs too thick and her patience stretches too thin. She disappears when the pressure builds, returns polished and untouchable, like she wasn't just clawing for air in the dark. She was only supposed to steal a few files-files she knows too well. Just enough to secure her place at the top. Instead, she captures the attention of a man who built his empire from ruin. A man who doesn't forgive betrayal. He wants control. He wants obsession. He wants to ruin her. And she might just ruin him right back.

"I hate how you understand me like that." He just smiles, I love when he smiles. "No you don't, I know you secretly love it." ------------ R O S E FERNERIES: at 18, Rose feels as if life has already given up on her, like everything is coming to an end. Her family is separated and scattered across the world, her parents died when she was 12, and she's been in and out of the system, she's felt like everything around her was Dying. Until she saw Noah, he was a jerk but there was something weird about him that made her so intrigued. Even though Rose has secrets that she never wants him to unlock. N O A H ALSMONIA: He's 20 and always looks grumpy or mean. Noah is cold hearted and in the Italian mafia. All the men fear him but the women love him. He never wanted them, looks didn't matter, they were always too much for him. Then he saw Rose, she was gorgeous, she had this dark aura and it felt like it was pulling Noah in. He craves Rose and he hates her and himself for it. She gives him a spark that he's never felt before. He wants her and Noah always gets what he wants.

Mila: I thought I knew my family. But everything changed the moment they told me I was getting married, to a man I'd never met. Now I'm being pulled into a dangerous world I never asked to be part of, tied to a cold, distant Russian who makes it very clear he doesn't want me. He's cruel. He's unreadable. He looks at me like I'm a problem he didn't ask for. But the more I learn about this life, and about him, the harder it is to ignore the pull between us. I can't fall for him. I won't survive it if I do. Nikolai: I never wanted a wife. Least of all the wide-eyed Italian girl who's been dropped into my world like a lamb among wolves. She doesn't understand how things work here. She's soft. Too soft. And yet... there's something about her I can't seem to stay away from. She was never supposed to matter. But she's starting to. And that makes her dangerous. ♡ Arranged Marriage ♡ Dark Romance ♡ Mafia

FORBIDDEN ENEMIES WITH BENEFITS Dark, twisted, and heartbreakingly passionate, it's a forbidden love story about enemies with benefits, obsession, revenge, addiction, and a love that refuses to die, even when the world demands it. How can it be wrong if it feels so fucking right? ... And then his mouth was on mine. It wasn't soft. It wasn't careful. It was a collision of teeth, breath, desperation and fucking vodka. My back hit the mirror, the cracked glass rattling as his hands slid up my thighs, gripping, lifting me like I weighed nothing. "Lorenzo-" "Shut up," he rasped against my lips, kissing me harder. "Just - shut up." I clawed at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin through the thin fabric of his shirt. He groaned, the sound vibrating against my mouth, and pressed closer, his hips slotting between my legs as he pinned me to the mirror. Every inch of me screamed to shove him away. Every inch of me burned to pull him closer. His hands were everywhere, spreading over my waist, skimming up my sides, catching my jaw to tilt my head just so as his mouth devoured mine. The cracked mirror dug cold into my back, but the heat of him was a wildfire swallowing me whole. "You hate me, remember?" he muttered against my mouth, biting my bottom lip before sucking it back into a kiss. "I do," I gasped, nails scraping down his arms. "Good," he said darkly, kissing me again, harder this time. "Hate me harder." I did. I kissed him like it was a fight, like it was revenge, like it was the only way to breathe. ... fractured love trilogy #2 [can be read as a standalone]

"If I wanted a man that drove me crazy I'd just go back to my ex, not someone I barely know." A smile crept onto her lips. Her smile spread onto my lips like an invisible string. She had complete control over me and she didn't even know it. "But what's your excuse. You could be doing whatever you please, just like you were before me. What's stopping you?" She asks. I shrug as I stepped closer to the tub, my hands falling to my sides. I don't speak until I approach her, taking a seat on the edge of the thick rim of the tub. My body facing hers. Her neck relaxed as she moved her head up to look me in my eyes. "I knew for a very long time that you were the one for me. I've never been so sure about something in my life. I wanted to prove to you that no matter how far away you push me, I will always be here, waiting for you." • After four long years, Mattia and Breana decide to rekindle their everlasting love for one another. Bree finally feels secure with the life she's built away from the Italian Mafia, but she lacks in a specific void only Mattia can fill. Can he? Will he? Despite hardships, internal conflicts, and difficulties with trust. They want to jump over the final hurdle together. Will they make it to the finish line? Or will their stars barely align once more. |UPDATES MONDAY AND FRIDAY|

Walking into a tattoo parlour and getting her clit pierced is the very last thing Bella Fern would ever expect herself to do, and yet here she is. Even now while she's about to do it she's questioning if it's even a good idea. Being challenged to step out of her comfort zone and do something crazy for 10 free books just seemed too good to pass up. However, now standing face to face with Bone Bryerson she's not so sure this is going to be as easy as she thought. He's attractive and the way his look commands her attention and his voice demands her compliance she is thankful that in 15 minutes she'll never have to see this walking wet dream again. At least that's what she thinks, because, in typical universe fashion, it has other plans and suddenly Bone is popping up in Bella's life consistently. Stepping out of her comfort zone was supposed to be a one-time ordeal, but with Bone around Bella finds herself constantly out of her element. He's undeniably attractive and for some reason, Bella wants to be around him, but Bone is older, he knows her secret, and he's the complete opposite of Bella. --- *This is a lightly edited first draft* Cover Art: Canva, picture is Canva AI Started: June 13th 2022 #1 in shy -03/11/25 #1 in tattoo shop -03/28/25 #1 in sunshinexgrumpy -04/05/25 #1 in possessive -04/10/25 #1 in oppositesattract -04/22/25 #1 in secret -04/23/25

He loathe his wife, yet he can't take his eyes off her. He wants her gone, yet he can't seem to stay away. He wants her to suffer, yet he's overly fond of her sweet smile. He wants her to hate him, yet he craves for her love.. ⚠️Warning!⚠️ This story contains : • sexual / mature content • foul language • abuse • violence • sexual assault Highest Rankings : #1 Adult #1 Don #1 Sweet #1 Mafiaromance #1 Marriage #1 Trauma #1 Adorable #1 Grumpysunshine #1 Mobboss #4 Mafiaprincess #4 Newadult #6 Darkromance #6 Cute

❝"𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫. "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞."❞ ꨄꨄꨄ "You're trouble," I whisper against his mouth. A quiet laugh rumbles out of him. "And you're addicted to trouble." "I am not addicted to you." "Yeah?" he murmurs, eyes dragging slowly over my face. "Then why do you shake every time I touch you?" ꨄꨄꨄ Alec Donovan is the kind of boy you cross the street to avoid. Bruised knuckles, a temper no one can control, and eyes that don't just look at you-they warn you. People don't get close to him. And if they do, they don't leave without damage. I was never supposed to be one of them. My life is planned-perfect grades, a future in design, expectations I can't break. My father calls boys distractions, and Alec Donovan is the worst kind. I called him Angel once. As a joke. Because he showed up when he shouldn't have, ruined my night, saved my life-and looked like he regretted both. The nickname should have died right after that. It didn't. Not when he kisses me just to shut me up. Not when he punches the boy who touched me wrong. Not when he looks at me like I'm something worth keeping. He doesn't ask. He takes-my space, my control, the life I thought I had planned. And the worst part? I don't stop him. Because when everything starts falling apart, he's there. Watching. Waiting. Protecting me in ways he never admits. Alec Donovan isn't a mistake. He's a warning. And the truth is- I'm not scared of him ruining me. I'm scared of how much I want him too. ꨄꨄꨄ "𝘏𝘌 𝘐𝘚 𝘔𝘠 𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘓... 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭."

Axel Brown was not particularly approachable. With a cold interior and a deadly stare he'd scare those who get to close away. So what was so different about Isabella June? She was everything he hated in a person. Chatty, loud, full of energy. A walking, talking ball of sunshine. The polar opposite. Well, his first mistake was falling into the traps of her. Falling so hard that he'd do just about anything to have her. His second mistake was burying himself in a void full of darkness and a life full of suffering with no way out other than the help of her. The girl who'd die for him, yet ultimately, live for him. ~~~ WARNINGS This story contains mature themes (strong language, violence, addiction, etc.) Copyright @khampadd 2022 - all rights reserved