Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most visible success story: a fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation polished to perfection. From the outside, everything about her reads as control. However, beneath the structure, Soleil is volatile. Petty. Bratty. Childish. Defiant in ways that don't belong in the world she dominates, and far less interested in discipline than she is in breaking it. Her world works because people adjust around her. Until someone doesn't. When her father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to tolerate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply rooted in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through sanctuaries and society with quiet certainty, guided by devotion, restraint, and something far more rigid than faith. Willow does not bend. She observes. She corrects. She endures. And when she cannot control something, she destroys it. They do not understand each other. They do not want to. Because Soleil doesn't respect boundaries. And Willow doesn't forgive trespass. They were never meant to share a house. But in a city that thrives on performance, the difference between discipline and repression begins to blur...the line between temptation and control becomes dangerously easy to cross.

You can lock up a monster, but you can't kill his obsession. Six years in a psych ward didn't fix Silas Kane. It only sharpened his hunger. Ivy Monroe was the only thing that soothed the void inside him the quiet girl next door, the one he watched, craved, and would kill for. Now he's free. The world thinks he's hunting revenge. But monsters don't care about justice. They care about possession. He's not coming to save her. He's not coming to love her. He's coming to own her. This isn't a love story. This is a warning. He's not a hero. He's not even human. And once you let the monster in he never leaves. Read if you dare. SOOTHE THE MONSTER 18+ | Psychopath MMC | Stalker | Obsession | Graphic Violence | No Redemption

Book 4 in the Sins of the City series. ✯✯✯ 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀 My father used to say this city runs on three things: fear, faith, and fresh-baked bread. He supplied two of them. And me? I'm in the laundering business. Money, not linen. They tried to poison my father. I drank his wine. They tried to burn us down. I got the family business and the third-degree memories. Now, I run the most opulent casino in Kansas City. I'm quiet. I'm polite. A respected pillar of the community. But cross me, and you'll find out real quick that elegance is just a prettier kind of violence. 𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓𝚰𝐍 My past is a black hole. I woke up with blood under my nails, a head full of static, and this art on my skin that tells a story I can't read. The scars on my body were a map of wars I don't remember fighting. These hands... they know things. Violent things. But now, they dice onions. They julienne carrots. I am just Konstantin. A ghost in the kitchen. They say hell is only a block away from heaven... but I carry the inferno in my skull.

𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓪 𝓡𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓸 and 𝓐𝔃𝓻𝓪𝓮𝓵 𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓼 have despised each other since the very first moment they set their sights on each other. Verena can't stand his posh British accent, devastatingly handsome face and the gentlemanly facade nearly everyone at their college seems to fall for. Behind the posh accent, handsome face and polite manners, something dark lurks beneath the surface. Verena knows about this darkness inside him because not only does he show his true colours around her, but the darkness that resides deep inside her soul rears its ugly head anytime he's within view. It's not until one night at a masked party on campus, where Verena finds herself in an unexpected situation that she likes more than she's willing to admit, that everything changes. When she finds out who the person behind the mask is that made all her darkest desires come true, she's furious and conflicted by all her emotions. Verena is left fighting her desires and her hatred. She isn't sure what is going to win in the end, she just knows that she'll make him pay. - ‼️this story will have a lot of grammar issues so if you can't handle that then please don't read it because hateful comments will be deleted ‼️ ⚠️ This book is dark compared to her innocence and therefore isn't for the faint of heart. I would suggest reading the trigger warnings in the introduction for anything that might cause you any harm⚠️

❝There you go again...❞ he murmured against my neck, his breath igniting every nerve in my body. ❝Playing the innocent mouse, when really, you're a cunning little fox begging for release. ❞ Sophie Cruz, a compassionate and skilled physical therapist living in the sunshine of Miami, is known for a delicate touch and dedication to her patients. Yet all the darkness that lies beneath her structured life is slowly unveiled when she's assigned to care for a mysterious patient recovering from complications of a severe injury. Unbeknownst to her, the patient is Aiden Accardi, the calculating and ruthless leader of the Accardi Crime Family, big players with decades of influence in the city. When Aiden invites Sophie to leave her public practice to work with him privately, she is suddenly entrenched into the viscious nature of the crime underworld. Her delicate touch becomes her very own weapon against the cold mafia leader, igniting a dangerous game. A game that has her in the hands of an insatiable man. © All Rights Reserved (victoriapinkglitter) ⚠mature content #1 in #enemiestolovers - 01/12/2025 #4 in #romance - 10/03/2025 #17 in #darkromance - 03/26/2025

She came to burn the cartel down and save her sister. Instead, she became the prisoner of the most brutal enforcer in the cartel. The man who has every reason to hate her. The man who plans to break her piece by piece before he kills her. But when the cartel turns on them both, the hunter and his prey are forced to run together into the merciless desert. Hunted, dehydrated, and one wrong move away from slitting each other's throats. In the burning sand, survival is hell. Trust is suicide. And hate has never burned hotter. Dead Run Some devils you run from. Some devils... you run with. --- Highest rankings: #1 in cartel #1 in desert #1 in hatelove #1 in assassin #1 in hiding

**𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳** Panic surges through me, and before I know it, I'm turning on my heel, trying to run, to escape the impending punishment. I barely make it a few steps before I feel his hand clamp down on my hair, yanking me back with terrifying force. "Going somewhere, little girl?" "P-please let g- ahh! Please! H-Hurts me!" "Afraid, are we now, baby?" His voice is a snarl now, filled with fury. "L-leave m-me," tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I'm scared of him, scared of what he'll do to my friend, scared of what he'll do to me. His grip on my hair tightens and I wince, choking back a sob. "Oh, why? Don't you like my hands on you, baby?" He mocks hurt that instantly turns back into anger. "But you were fine when that fucker touched you, ain't that right?" Then he pulls a silver knife out of his suit, twirling it lazily between his ink-covered knuckles and my blood freezes at the sight of that psychotic grin. ***** People quaked with fear at the sound of his name and me along with them. He was Demetrios 'the God' Nikolayev and he was first in command of Russian mafia. He was a true psychopath who enjoyed hurting people, and I hated him for that. The worst thing - he owned me. "Try to accept the darkness, because from now on, it will be your only light." I tried so hard, but I couldn't understand it back then. How possibly can darkness be light? ***** This is not a vanilla romance but a dark, toxic, perverted, obsessive story. The book contains mature themes such as foul language, bdsm, sexual and abusive content, kinks, blood, manipulation, etc. Please keep that in mind.

𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐚: " 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬." Two souls, one contract, and a hatred so strong it burns like salvation. What could go wrong? 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭. 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐚. #1 in cocky 2026 #2 in forced proximity 2026 #mafia romance #dark romance #steamy

READ DISCLAIMERS!! In which two worlds collide and the only law is mutual ruin. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲. Both are lusting for power, power above all. But neither wants to rule the world; they crave to watch it break. If they can't own the city, they'll be the ones who set it on fire. A common enemy rises, and a truce is born. The demons are forced to be compliant. A contract is printed out in blood. But will the blood stain... Or will it fade? Alas, people forget that devils aren't meant to be accomplices. Trusting a monster doesn't grant you mercy. It just gives you a front-row seat to the carnage. And so the venture into anarchy begins. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. Anarchic: where chaos no longer feels the weight of the world. Highest rankings ➤Hacking-#2

Book 1 in the Sins of the City series. ✯✯✯ I wear his name like a scar. Alessandro Rossi stole everything from me-my freedom, my future, the lie I told my father to keep him alive. He thinks I'm a tool to be used, a bride to be displayed, a Fraga to be broken. He thinks the ring on my finger means I belong to him. He's wrong. Every cage has a weakness. Every monster has a wound that won't heal. And I've spent enough time in the dark to know exactly where to sink the knife. When I'm done, he won't just lose me. He'll lose everything.