"If you think you can just up and leave me, you're sadly mistaken. I'll kill anyone that tries to take you away from me. I promise you! You and me, baby? We're forever, you understand me? YOU'RE MINE!" And with that he slammed his lips down on mine claiming me as his once and for all. ****************************** Malaina García is a thriving college student with her life planned ahead of her. After one night out clubbing, she experienced something that would change her life forever. 25 years old, good looking, and America's most wanted man; Adriano Bianchi. With the entire Mafia in his hands, nothing can stop him. He never thought his life could get any more complicated but, after one night outside a night club he was drastically proven wrong. Will Malaina be able to handle everything thrown her way after that one night? Or will she be able to escape the reality that is Adriano Bianchi? *************************** Book One in the Bianchi Series #1 - boss (03/11/20) #3 - dangerous (04/03/20)

||completed|| "If loving her is a weakness, I am only a weak man." - Massimo Giordani Massimo Giordani. Even thinking about him sends shivers down your spine. A cold blooded killer and leader of the notorious Ace Mafia. He stops at nothing to get what he wants and that's exactly what happens when he meets her. Isabella Martínez. The innocent girl who just wanted someone to love her the way that no one did. But, when she meets him, she gets more than she bargained for. It's not as easy as you think, having people try to end their catastrophic love. Will their feelings for each other overcome it all? Or will the pressure and harm done, physically and mentally, chip away at the remaining cracks forming between them, until it's too late. This is their story. *** Highest Ranking: #1 in amore #1 in mob #1 in boss #1 in stripper #1 in italian #1 in don #1 in gangs #2 in maid #7 in mafia #8 in mature [unedited]

MASSIMO ALEJANDRO ROMANO, a well-known name in the mafia world. He is an Italian mafiosa capo (mafia boss) and is the most strongest, powerful and the fearsome man all around the world. He has got looks to die for, body desired by every woman, a dark dangerous aura feared by every man. He has everything, money, power, respect of his men, biggest & strongest mafia, what else could he want? Love? Naa....He doesn't do that. He's more than happy with his passionate one night stands. He isn't a one woman man and he would never be the one! But life doesn't always works how we want it to be, it has it's own 'twists' and 'turns'! So what will happen when a kind, innocent yet a little fiery girl enters in his life? Will he be able to resist her? Well...for that you've to read the book to find out by yourself! ************************************************ (Sorry if the description isn't that good, but do give it a try! P.S.- Please go easy on me as this is my very first book😬) 🚨WARNING : CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE AND SCENES!!🚨 [This book surely has SMUT but just because it's under Mature Content that doesn't mean you're going to get smut in every chapter. It's not a sex book, it's a romantic book with hot n steamy love-making!] >>THIS BOOK ISN'T SIMILAR TO 365 DAYS! THE PLOT IS ENTIRELY DIFFERENT!<< ALSO, ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE. SO PLEASE EXCUSE THE GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES. (Also, I don't own the pics & gifs used in the book! Credit goes to the respective owners.) COPYRIGHT © 2020 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED (I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission!) Thank you! 💕 All the love ~G 🤗 Tpwk ❤️ Most Impressive Ranking ~ #1 in michelemorrone (19-10-20) #3 in italianmafia (23-10-20) #11 in mafiaromance (19-12-20) #3 in heartless (02-02-21) #1 in massimo (13-07-21) #15 in lovemaking (09-10-21) #3 in mafialovestory (06-10-22)

Eshal was soft, ordinary, and far too fragile for a world ruled by men like Zayan Shehryar Mirza. A man feared across Karachi. Cold-blooded. Untouchable. Ruthlessly possessive. She was never supposed to catch his attention. But one terrified glance was enough to turn his obsession dangerous. And monsters like him don't fall in love gently- They consume* Trigger warning: 18+ content, Violence, Abuse, Forced Relationship Etc

"Take two days to consider whether you are willing to marry me." After three years of a cold, thankless marriage, nineteen-year-old Ji Hanyi leaves her husband. As he sneers and promises she will regret it, she steps out into the snow, ready to start a humble, quiet life far away. But she never expected Shen Si to intervene. Shen Si is the unreachable moon of the capital a high minister of noble blood, famous for his icy demeanor. When he suddenly offers her a marriage of convenience, Ji Hanyi accepts, thinking it is just a political arrangement. What she doesn't know is that the cold, terrifying Shen Si has been secretly pining for her for years. Behind his closed doors, the most powerful man in the empire is a fiercely loyal, deeply possessive man who has finally caught the woman of his dreams. Watch as her ex-husband spirals into desperate regret, while Shen Si shows Ji Hanyi what it truly means to be worshipped.

Anokhi...an 18 years old girl who possess the beauty of a nymph. She was living a happy life with her mother and stepfather but seems like someone has cast an evil eye on Anokhi's little happy family. She lost her everything just within a single day. Her mother, stepfather who loved her like his own child ,both of them were snatched away from the innocent Anokhi , leaving her alone in the clutcher of an evil ,Who is none other than her step uncle . Will Anokhi fight for her justice and rights or will be forever stuck in this nightmare? Disclaimer: This story contains rape scenes and few abuse scenes so if you're not comfortable reading it then please don't read , this is not a love story. Also English isn't my first language , so you may see lot of grammatical errors. Please ignore them . I hope you all will enjoy the story. Thank you!

✨Trust me, don't judge this story by its first few chapters. The dark romance starts slowly, but once it kicks in, it's insanely addictive. If you leave before that... well, that's your loss. 😉 𝕸𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 𝐊𝖎𝖓𝖌 × 𝕸𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 𝐏𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝐒𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖍 𝕴𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖆'𝖘 𝐊𝖎𝖓𝖌 × 𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 × 𝕯𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗 𝐒𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖔𝖗 × 𝕵𝖚𝖓𝖎𝖔𝖗 𝕮𝕰𝐎 × 𝐒𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖆𝖗𝐲 𝕯𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖓𝖙 × 𝕮𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝐤 𝐎𝖇𝖘𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 × 𝐒𝖔𝖋𝖙 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝐒𝖎𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝐒𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒 × 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖈 𝐒𝖚𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊 𝕸𝖆𝐤𝖊𝖗 × 𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊 𝕭𝖗𝖊𝖆𝐤𝖊𝖗 𝐒𝖎𝖓 × 𝐒𝖆𝖑𝖛𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 "𝐘𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖊" × "𝕮𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍 𝕸𝖊 𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙" 𝕽𝖆𝖏𝖆𝖘𝖆𝖆𝖇 × 𝕷𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝕯𝖔𝖊 ────୨ৎ──── ✨ This isn't just a story... it's a storm. Two souls bound by fate-one consumed by obsession, the other by selfless love. Torn apart again and again, yet drawn back through fire and blood, carving their names into a history that refuses to fade. This isn't a tale you simply read... it lingers-in your veins, your memories, your quietest moments. ✨ ✧༝┉𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 ┉༝✧ My eyes snapped open. Pain. Blur. Then-wooden walls. A cabin.I was tied. Rope burned my wrists. Panic rose. And him. Nihal. Watching. Waiting. "Let me go!!!" "No." I fought harder. "LET ME GO!!!" A sigh. The ropes loosened. The door opened-light crashed in. Not land. Sky. A helicopter. Wind roaring. "Go." I stepped forward-freedom or death- His fingers gripped my arm. He pulled me back, my body colliding with his, his arm lockin

#MAFIA_SERIES 🔥 Aanya, stop," Adwait said, his voice slightly louder now, laced with warning. She could see it-he was about to snap. Yes, yes, now he'll lose it, she thought, a thrill sparking in her chest. But instead of reacting with anger, Adwait simply leaned back in the chair, eyes locked on hers. Then, without a word, he began to unbutton his shirt-slowly, deliberately-each movement exaggerated, until he yanked it off and tossed it aside. Aanya's eyes widened. Her jaw dropped. Shock flooded her face. "Ahhh! Shameless!" she shouted, spinning on her heel and making a dash for it. But he was faster. Adwait stood in a flash, reached out, and caught her wrist mid-stride. She turned, her hand already balled into a fist, aiming straight for his face. But he caught it mid-air. In one smooth motion, he twirled her under his arm like a dancer, then leaned in and pressed a bold kiss to her left cheek. Her mouth dropped open again-outrage, disbelief, and something else flickering in her eyes. She didn't hesitate. This time she lifted her knee, aiming for his stomach, but he caught her leg with ease. Sliding one arm under her knee and the other around her waist, he bent her slightly backward in a dramatic dip. Before she could wriggle free, he kissed her right cheek. Then-thud. He let go. Aanya landed squarely on the floor, right on her backside. Crossing his arms over his bare chest, Adwait looked down at her, a smug smile playing on his lips. "You lost," he said. __________________

On stck for free after chapter 12 (free for followers.) Till 15th July. "Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC

˚ . ྀིྀི୧ ❤︎ ୨ ྀིྀི.˚ "You don't own me, Mr. Rathore." "Don't I? Look around, Noor. Every door in this mansion opens with my name - and you're standing in the middle of it wearing my sindoor." Noor: "Maybe you forced me into your world... but you'll never have me." Rudraksh (leaning close, whispering): "Sweetheart, I don't chase what's mine. I just wait... until you stop running." ౨ৎ.⋆˚✿˖°꒰ঌ໒꒱˚⋆𐙚。𖦹.ᡣ𐭩 🖤 The night smelled of roses... and ruin. The city slept, but the mansion on the hill burned with gold - not of celebration, but of power. She stood there, trembling in crimson silk, eyes swollen from hours of crying. 👰‍♀️ Noor Malhotra - the sacrifice wrapped as a bride. And across the room, watching her like a shadow come alive, was Rudraksh Singh Rathore - the man they called The Devil of Rajasthan. 💼 The minister. 💣 The mafia. 🕶️ The man whose word was law... and whose silence was punishment. "Why me...?" she whispered, her voice breaking. "Because you smiled once," he replied coldly, stepping closer, "and the world forgot to exist for me." Her breath hitched as his gaze dragged over her - not with lust, but obsession. The kind that didn't crave flesh, it demanded possession. "Your father owed me," he continued, slipping a ring onto her finger. "So he gave me his most precious thing." A tear rolled down Noor's cheek. He caught it mid-air, his thumb tracing it like a mark of victory. "From this night," he murmured, eyes locked on hers, "you're not Noor Malhotra anymore." "You're my Amanat." 🌑 Silence followed - heavy, consuming, sacred. Outside, the world carried on, unaware that a deal had been sealed - not with signatures, but with stolen innocence and unspoken desire. 💔 That night, the devil was gifted a soul made of light. And he promised himself one thing - If heaven ever tried to take her back... 🔥 he'd burn it down.