Rory Kavanagh. The best rugby player Tommen has ever seen-well, besides his da, obviously. Johnny Kavanagh. The Johnny Kavanagh. Our parents are basically joint at the hip, best mates since they were kids. And naturally, me and Rory just... became mates too. That's the deal. That's what we said we'd be. Friends. Right? Friends. But like-come on. Have you seen him? His abs? That man has a six-pack like he's sculpted from marble. His hair? Brown and silky, like-like a shampoo ad or somethin'. And those eyes? The kind of blue that makes you forget your own name. I swear to God, I'm not even being dramatic. So yeah... maybe I've a teeny, tiny, miniscule crush on him. Can you blame me? No. No, you can't. I won't hear it. But I'm not saying a thing. No way. What if he just laughs? That'd kill me. So for now, I'll just pretend I don't stare at him for longer than is normal when he talks. For now, it's just friendship. Grand. ...But what if he does feel the same? *** Bethany Gibson. Jaysus. She's been my best friend since we were in playschool, like actually since nappies. She's pure chaos-loud, mad, always in trouble for something-but I wouldn't change a thing about her. Not one thing. She's class. Gorgeous too. Not just like "oh she's grand," no-proper gorgeous. Her blonde curls bounce when she laughs, and I swear it's like the sun's just following her around. Her eyes? Silver. Like not even grey-silver, like a flipping fairy or something. Every time she looks at me, I forget what I was saying. Which is not ideal when you're trying to seem normal, right? I've fancied her since I was about seven. Maybe six. But what am I supposed to do? Tell her? What if she just laughs and goes, "Ah you're gas," and then pats me on the head like I'm some lost puppy? I'd actually evaporate from shame. But then again... what if she does like me back? What if all this time I was too scared to see it?

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

IVAN ORLOV -Strom Cold, Calculating and Manipulative bastard. He trusts no one, not even his own blood, to him, destroying the Mafia's who took away everything precious to him is his only goal.. until the certail glitter and pink obsessed girl keeps on halting his plans. LIDYA MOROZOV -Caged Princess Always wanted freedom, his love and affection, had the overwhelming urge to keep her brother and lover safe. Except her lover never loved her, never spared her a glance, she wants to be around him and does everything that is wrong to stay around him. Tropes Mafia Prince X Mafia Princess Forced proximity Anti Hero X Spoiled princess Marriage of Convenience Hidden Secrets Brothers Friend and Rival. BLURB I should have known better than to love Ivan Orlov. He was a storm-cold, ruthless, and devastating-and I walked straight into him, hoping to find warmth in the lightning. All I ever wanted was his love. His attention. A reason to believe I wasn't invisible to him. Instead, I became his weakness... or maybe just his favorite weapon. Now, I'm caged in his world-his rules, his darkness, his name. He says he's protecting me, but protection doesn't feel like this. It feels like control. Like captivity. Like obsession disguised as love. They call me the spoiled princess who lost herself to the mafia prince. Maybe they're right. Maybe I did lose myself. But lately, I've started to wonder- If I'm the one trapped in his cage... or if he's the one who won't survive mine.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 eloise driscoll runs away from her dim future and meets the man out of time or 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 steve rogers meets a girl who just needs someone to believe in her found family x eloise driscoll (oc) franklin barnes (oc) x eloise driscoll (oc) avengers ━ undetermined ©wp_lucy2025

Conor Kavanagh. The heartthrob of Tommen College. The biggest playboy in the school - cocky smirk, rugby jersey practically sewn onto him, always with a smart comment and that maddening wink. He's friendly, charming, flirty as hell. The kind of lad who'd carry your bag for you and somehow make it seem like your idea. But don't let that fool you - he's trouble. All sharp jawlines and swagger. And somehow, he's decided I'm his next bloody charity case. I hate it. I hate how he shows up when I don't ask, how he looks at me like I'm breakable. I don't need saving - I've got it sorted. The drink, the pills, the temper - all of it. My mess, not his. And every time I tell him to back off, to leave me be, he just gets closer, like I'm speaking in code. I don't need his pity or his perfect face. I don't need him. So why does part of me keep hoping he'll show up again tomorrow? *** Sinead Biggs. The reigning queen of Tommen. Sharp-tongued, sharp-eyed, and terrifying in heels. Everyone thinks she's just Cath's little sister - until she opens her gob and makes half the school cry before lunch. She walks those halls like she owns them, and honestly? She kind of does. The lads are scared of her. The girls want to be her. And me? I'm hopelessly, pathetically into her. Everyone knows it. My mates won't shut up about it. Even when she's tearing strips off me with that mouth of hers, I'm there grinning like a gobshite. Because deep down, I remember. I remember when we used to be best friends. When she used to laugh like a lunatic at my stupid jokes, when her hand would brush mine and neither of us would move away. But then came Owen Rice - the prick. Then came that night. The accident. The hospital. And when she came back, she wasn't the same. She'd built up walls with barbed wire. She'd become someone colder, louder, crueler. But I still see her. The girl I knew. And every once in a while, when no one's looking, I think she sees me too.

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's. But Sofia eventually learns, even the devil was once an angel. Cover by @alluringathena *This book is more of a romance book than Mafia book and I hope you enjoyyy*