A sunshine girl. A serious man. Multiple chanced meetings that changed everything. Aurora Blaire wasn't looking for anything serious-especially not while on a girls' holiday. But fate had other plans, for both her and Lucian Thorne: a brutally composed CEO who didn't do random, had never been in a relationship, and was too focused on his businesses to find love. What started as chance run-ins turned into something they couldn't ignore. But how does a man built on control survive the kind of girl who blooms in chaos? ------------------------------------------------------------------ ""Her tipsy boldness kicked in hard, and walked for the armrest near him-planning to sit there casually. But the world tilted, and instead of gracefully settling next to him, she ended up tumbling right onto his lap. His hand shot to her waist, steadying her with surprising gentleness. "Careful, princess." he said, his voice low and smooth, just enough to make her blush harder. "Oops," she giggled, cheeks flaming. "I cant believe it's you Mr. Serious." "Still drunk, I see." And with that, Aurora's mind took off in full chatter mode."" ------------------------------------------------------------------ #1 TEENFICTION #1 SWEET #1 GRUMPY #1 CUTE #1 FUNNY #1 GRUMPYXSUNSHINE #1 RICHGUY

📖 Title: "My Sugar Daddy is My Enemy's Elder Brother... Oops, He's a Mafia Boss" Genre: BL | Dark Romance | Enemies to Lovers | Slow Burn | Mafia AU | University Life 🖤 Plot Summary At Boston University, everyone knows Liam Carter. Star athlete, walking ego, with a tongue sharp enough to cut glass. And then there's Ezra Monroe-soft-spoken, always with his oversized hoodies, headphones in, and eyes lowered. An easy target. Liam hates him for reasons he doesn't understand. Maybe it's the calm in Ezra's silence. Maybe it's because Ezra doesn't react. Until one day... Liam hears a rumor. > "Ezra's dating some old dude. Like sugar daddy vibes. Expensive suits and everything." Curious, Liam follows Ezra after class. He expects some creepy old man. What he doesn't expect? To see Dominic Carter-his own brother-step out of a matte black Mercedes-Benz, take Ezra's hand, and kiss his forehead. Liam freezes. Because his brother is a literal mafia boss, and he just found out he's been bullying his brother's lover. And worse? Ezra looks up at Liam from the car window... and smiles. Sweetly. He knew.

--- Title: "Mine to Break, Mine to Protect" --- Dark, Slow-Burn Summary: Lucien Moreau, 32, was born in blood and raised by shadows. A mafia boss feared across continents, untouchable, unfeeling, and ruthlessly disciplined. He didn't fall in love. He broke people. Used them. Discarded them. Until he saw Jamie. Eighteen, fragile, and too pure for a world like his. Big, innocent eyes. Soft lips that trembled instead of smiling. A heart that flinched at raised voices. Jamie wasn't meant to be seen that night-but Lucien saw him. And once he did, he couldn't look away. Jamie was the unwanted stepbrother of Lucien's venomous girlfriend. A boy hidden behind locked doors, bruises tucked under long sleeves, and fear disguised as politeness. Sweet. Shy. Easily frightened. A porcelain doll dropped into a house of wolves. Lucien should've ignored him. He had bigger things to conquer-territories, enemies, power. But Jamie blinked at him. And in that blink was something Lucien never thought he'd crave: innocence. Now, Lucien watches him from the shadows, speaks softly when Jamie's around, burns quietly every time the boy flinches. The urge to protect wars with the need to possess. Jamie, scared yet drawn to the man who should terrify him, starts to find comfort in Lucien's silence, in his rage aimed at everyone else. But this isn't a fairytale. Lucien's world is built on corpses and cruelty. And Jamie-he's too soft, too good. Which means Lucien will either destroy everything to keep him safe... Or destroy him just by loving him. This is a story of obsession and control. Of bruises kissed gently. Of innocence falling in love with the Devil-slowly, painfully, completely. And once Jamie is his... Lucien won't ever let him go. ---

𝑫𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑺𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑲𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓. 𝑼𝒏𝒃𝒆𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝑺𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒔 - 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑲𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 - 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔. 🥇#1 writing 🥇#1 Sapphic 🥇#1 syndicate 🥇#1 girlongirl 🥇#1 gxgbooks

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My name Gabriella Nato Per Uccidere, which is Italian for "born to kill" Despite my surname I am seen as weak, vulnerable, dumb, irrational and an object to be sold and used, why? Because I'm a girl. I will never be able to claim my crown as Mafia Queen, why? Because It's only ever Mafia KING. My destiny is to marry a Mafia man, but how can I do that when I don't want a man? When I want a woman...it's time to change that destiny...

Orm Kornnaphat, a dedicated young doctor, is drowning in debt, her struggling clinic on the verge of collapse. When the infamous mafia leader Lingling Kwong-who falls in love with Orm at first glance-offers to pay it all off, the deal seems like salvation. But Orm soon realizes she's not just repaying a debt-she belongs to Lingling now. As danger lurks in the shadows of the underworld, an undeniable spark ignites between them, blurring the lines between fear, loyalty, and an irresistible, forbidden love.

A Mafia Romance : : Andrei, soon to be leader of the Bratva (Mafia)...Have ever love one woman, and that was Yulia. The woman she lost...The woman she was destined to have...The woman she never have...The woman she will have even if take, burning a city to the ground. : : "I remember you," she said, her words lingering in the air, cutting through the tension that had built up between us. It was as though she could read my thoughts, answering the question I'd been asking myself all day. But the answer-if anything, left me more uncertain than ever. "Can I go now?" I asked, trying to escape the pull of her presence. But she wasn't finished. "I want you, Kitten." Her words echoed the past, a ghost from long ago. She reached in, gently cupping my face, making me meet her gaze. I couldn't believe I wasn't pushing her away. I wanted to cry. This meant she remembered me. Her long fingers traced a path to my scalp, sending shivers down my spine. If she remembered me, why had it taken her so long? She returned only when I no longer needed her.