wist•ful /ˈwɪs(t)f(ʊ)l/ having or showing a feeling of vague or regretful longing.

𝑫𝑹𝑶𝑾𝑵𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫, Book 1 in 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 a dark enemies-to-lovers gang/mafia romance by 𝐊. 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊. 𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐋𝐘𝐌𝐏𝐔𝐒 One of the most feared and deadly syndicates in all of Italy. Whispers of their names alone sent shivers down the spines of even the boldest criminals. But among them all, none cast a longer shadow than 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐀-the leader, the weapon, the son of the oldest Russo, and the most brutal soul in the underworld. He wasn't a monster carved from myth. He was worse-human. A man built like a god, carved by rage, and cursed with eyes like the original Gorgon. They didn't turn people to stone anymore... but they froze them just the same. An arms trafficker. A tactician. A tyrant. Medusa wasn't born from the Echoes of Olympus-he forged them with blood and fire. But he wasn't the only myth walking in flesh. She had spent a year running from her past, a year choosing every day not to end it all with a blade across her veins. She could have vanished. But instead, she reached out with bloodstained hands-back into the shadows where it all began. Her name was spoken in the underground like a curse. 𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄-the black-haired goddess. Unpredictable. Unyielding. A tormentor of tormentors. And a woman with nothing left to lose. Now, both rulers of the dark are forced into a fragile alliance-two myths wrapped in flesh, carrying fire and fury in their veins. And they just happen to share the same enemy. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - Strong langue - Sexual content - Violence

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘. He's the emperor to an empire. She's the pawn in her father's game. Their engagement is a lie-but the obsession is real. Cold. Cruel. Calculated. Eli Morozov doesn't do love. Anastasia Monroe doesn't do obedience. But now they're trapped in a fake engagement built on secrets, power plays, and something far more dangerous than hate. Something that none can control, and is a ticking time bomb of destruction, malice and ruination. 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒. ───── "I was never his to keep-he took me anyway."

❛𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐈 𝐀𝐌, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐓.❜ - F. SCOTT FITZGERLAD, 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗳𝗳𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗣𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 ───── 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈 - the golden girl of a ruthless empire, born with the world at her feet and blood on her family's hands. Once soft-hearted, once in love, she learned the hard way that mercy is a weakness. Now, her smile is a weapon, her silence a war cry - and the man who ruined her is the one she's sworn to destroy. 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄? - the Bratva's ghost. No records. No past. No soul to save. Once her protector, now her curse. He vanished without a trace, leaving behind a girl who learned to bleed quietly. But monsters always come home - and this time, he's back with blood on his hands and secrets in his eyes. ───── In a city built on loyalty and lies, love is the most dangerous weapon of all. And when Amara finally faces the monster who made her one - only one of them will walk away unchanged. ───── 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. She hides behind sharp boots and brighter dresses, yellow loud enough to drown out the cracks in her heart. It almost works. Until the man her papa crossed decides to collect what he's owed. He doesn't ask. He takes. Tattooed hands. A ruler of empires built on blood. He closes the distance. She tries to keep it. But he's always liked the chase.

Willa Hawthorne didn't come to Boston for distractions. Not for her ex-boyfriend, not for drama, and definitely not for the infuriating stranger she meets on a plane. But Jacob Kingston isn't easy to ignore. He's tempting hot, intriguing, and most of all uninterested in everything and everyone around him. So when Willa decides to use him for a little revenge, it's supposed to be simple. It isn't. Because Jacob doesn't play games. And once he decides something is worth his time... he doesn't walk away.

*COMPLETED* Kiara Rivera has never been able to stand her brother's best friend, Damien Stone. Not when they were young kids. Not when they were rivals in high school. And also not now that, in their second year of college, she has to move to his school. All she wanted was being drama free and have a normal year with her best friend. But Stone has different plans and he always gets what he wants. - • - • - • - • - • - • - • "He's pretty, is he your boyfriend?" "No, we can't really stand each other." "I wouldn't bring food to someone I can't stand." - • - • - • - • - • - • - • "it's one of the best enemies to lovers i have ever read, i really recommend it, their love is really cute and the hole story had me giggling and kicking my feet" - @amoacaii - • - • - • - • - • - • - • #1 IN ENEMIES #1 IN HUMOUR #1 IN OFFLIMITS #1 IN POPULAR #1 IN NO STRINGS ATTACHED

*COMPLETED* Ravenna Blackwood is the personification of chaos. She's loud, she's funny, she's reckless and Reed Hawthorne's last straw of restraint. Known as "The Hawk" for his watchful intensity, he has spent years guarding his heart against the one person he's forbidden to touch. But when a disaster forces Ravenna into his home, the distance between them collapses into a dangerous game of pining and provocation. And, as if that wasn't messy enough, her family threatens to marry her off to a stranger. Reed offers the ultimate escape: a contract, a ring, and a vow. Now, they're playing "husband and wife" in a house built on secrets and silent obsessions. In a world where every touch is a transgression, the most dangerous lies are the ones they tell themselves. He's watching her every move. She's waiting for him to break. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #5 IN LOVERS

𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 Revenge Countless souls have fallen prey to its grasp, their lives shattered as deeply as those they sought to harm, if not more so. For most, mere death isn't the end It's not enough to satiate their thirst They crave retribution, wish for something beyond the grave. They want misery upon those who've wronged them. Long for the torment of those who've wounded them But at the end of the day, it's merely a wish, A burning desire for- well, nothing realistic, really For they are weak. Powerless Some may even deem them useless But then, there exist the select few- those who refuse to settle for anything less than the worst, denying death's grasp to unleash a living hell upon their enemies, Those who take matters into their own hands, seizing control & becoming the architects of their own vengeance, Now those, those are dangerous. For in their eyes, the concept of contentment is a foreign notion, replaced by a searing ache for more- More agony, despair. More misery, more wails. More destruction, chaos. People like him, they feed off of fear, thrive in causing pain. They're cunning, calculating, heartless But frankly, even the most twisted of them seem like harmless amateurs in comparison to him. He reeks of death Exudes darkness, sorrow Death is all that shadows his steps, making his existence a reminder of the inevitable fate that awaits his victims. And whispers in the Russian underworld speak of him as Mors- The god of death So, what happens when a girl, who abandoned her family, her life & the very empire bestowed upon her- just to escape the sight of death, catches the eyes of the reaper? What happens when he pulls her into the abyss of his world, intent on destroying all she has fought to be in pursuit of vengeance? And what happens when, as the day wanes, the embodiment of her deepest fear captures her eyes as well?

The high of corruption and love. Lust that chases, Violence that echoes and predators that hunt. 𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈 La Rosa Nera, the black rose Beautiful, deadly with thornes. Underboss. Addict. Hacker. She built her empire from ashes and bloodline, no rivalry that she has not already destroyed, just the past that haunts her. But when her warehouses are raided and a masked ghost from her past appears in the footage, everything spirals. The man she once loved, the man who vanished four years ago, is back. And this time, he's playing for war. Not for her. 𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐎 Exiled heir. Moscow's nightmare. He was forced to leave, believing she was the one who betrayed him. Now he's back to take, to claim his throne, his legacy and someone that was taken from him long ago. He returns with an army, a vendetta, and a kingdom rebuilt in his name. A boy, reverent and soft turned to a man cruel and unwavering. Missions clash, alliances form and war rises. One betrayal is never enough for a story as violent as theirs. Lies that deceive, ecstasy that trails in veins and love that pounds in hearts.