Long ago, an attack on the Romano family, the biggest Mafia family in town, left a young girl blamed for her parents' deaths. Sent away for her own sake, she spends every moment reliving that awful day. After eight long years of suffering, she is led back to her brothers. But they don't want her there, and they make sure she knows it. Not long after she's reunited with her family, a faceless enemy takes up arms against the Romano family. And there is nothing Allora can do, except watch as the world burns around her, knowing she'll burn right alongside it. Until... maybe, just maybe, something changes, and Allora finds herself not quite so alone. ~~~ "You'll rot in hell for what you did, Allora." His voice echoes in my ear, his hot breath ghosting my skin. My hand falls limp over the side of the bed, the blood trickling down my finger is warm, almost soothing. Darkness takes me in it's familiar embrace. ~~~ Updates every Wednesday and Sunday

FORMERLY V D' YAVOL. For as long as she can remember, Dream has been... dreaming. Very vividly. She saw how her childhood dog died two days before he actually did, so she had plenty of time to prepare herself-her words. She's been to plenty psychologists and sleep specialists, but they all say the same thing. Nothing to worry about. So, her parents gave it to God. And nothing happened. She's grown used to it by now. She sees a face, sometimes hears a name, and then whatever happens to that person. Murder, the lottery, a death in the family, etc. You name it, she's seen it. She pays the dreams no mind because she can't control or stop any of them all the time. It's out of her hands. But on one holy night, she sees a man. Limping. Crying. Bloody. Yet this time, she can't see a face.

Lucian Alderidge likes things particular. Perfect one would say That is why he is the best That's why his business is successful. He is one of the top lawyers around, owning his own business and commanding his employees to follow suit. Yet he is cold, lonely, distant from family and unable to convey his emotions Viviana Romero however, is a mess A chaotic and panicked secretary that falls over her own feet to make things perfect for her boss With little thanks for it. His life is perfect because she makes it that way. His business is successful because she keeps him running And she wears her heart bare for many to see So when she hands him her resignation, he is... fine He tells himself he's fine Because she's just a secretary But when he has to bring in someone else, he begins to realise just how much he needs Viviana Just how much he thinks of her And stares at her And... wants her 18+

When Aurora is dragged into the crumbling mansion of five mysterious brothers, she expects cruelty, punishment-maybe even death. Instead, she finds herself caught in something far more complicated. The brothers are not men at all, but vampires locked in a hidden war against a rival clan intent on destroying mankind. Each one carries a power beyond human comprehension, and each one watches her with a hunger she can't decipher. What begins as captivity slowly twists into something stranger, an uneasy companionship, a dangerous attraction. Aurora is torn between fear and fascination as the brothers reveal pieces of their world: their secrets, their vulnerabilities, and the shadow of a war in which she somehow plays a role. But the mansion is no safe haven. Between enemies lurking in the forest, the weight of her debt, and the storm of feelings she can't control, Aurora must decide whether to fight for her freedom or surrender to the darkness drawing her closer.

It was just a typical day in Evie's life... until it wasn't. One moment, she was debating which dress to wear for an upcoming party, and the next, she found herself on her way to Redblood Academy. Upon learning that her parents weren't her biological ones, Evie began questioning everything she thought she knew. Taken to a new realm, enrolled in a new school, and surrounded by new friends, it seemed like the perfect opportunity for a fresh start. But the academy was for supernatural beings, and Evie wasn't exactly human (a fact she hadn't known). Her life quickly became a series of adventures, but she soon caught the eye of a powerful group of princes: Seth -Prince of the Air Kingdom, Rowan-Prince of the Fire Kingdom, Duke-Prince of the Water Kingdom, Sol-Prince of the Earth Kingdom. Join Evie and her friends on an exciting journey filled with fun and danger. Note: This is a Reverse Harem book, meaning the female lead ends up with all the men. If polyamory isn't your thing, this might not be for you. #1 In Academy 5-4-2025 #18 in reverse harem 5-4-2025 #9 in fantasy 7-4-2025

✿ 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐌 ✿ 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔 Meera was afraid of only one thing.. Her past. It was filled with fake promises, love and lust. She thought she was a fool to give herself to not only one but four devils. They played with her body like she was not a human but a doll who was there to entertain them. Without her seeing it she became their plaything and till the time she saw the truth it was too late. She was caged in their cage and they were not ready to set her free. Their game had turned into the game of obsession. They were cruel, ruthless, brutal, the men with no heart in their chest but when she ran away leaving them alone, that was the moment they realised their obsession has taken the form of love. The once cold blooded, merciless men were deep in love...with her and only her. She was no more a beautiful nerd to play with, she was their wife and they were ready to win her again because she belonged to them, only to them and no one else. However the question is...will she trust them again after everything? Will she once again become...their everything ?

"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated. "I hate you," I groaned. He spun me around and placed one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. "No, you don't," he mumbled against my lips. He pulled away from the kiss, with a small peck on my forehead, and a light smack on my ass. "Did you strap on your holster?" He asked. ♡♡♡♡ Aurora Daniels, a young exhibition coordinator finding her footing in a new country, runs into a man who had given her the best sex of her life in a one-night stand. Soren Bianchi, the ruthless leader of the Italian mafia, hasn't stopped thinking about her from the first night they spent together.

"Morning, Mr. Serious," I say now, setting his usual cup on the table. I add two sugar packets because I can't help myself. He never uses them. He never even looks at them. But I like the idea of them sitting there, taunting him with sweetness. His eyes flick up to mine - stormy gray, the kind that make you feel like you're under interrogation for a crime you don't remember committing. "You should stop doing that." His voice is low, accented, like gravel dragged across velvet. Russian maybe? Or Italian. Or both. Either way, it does unholy things to my stomach. "Doing what?" I ask innocently, sliding the sugar closer to his hand. "That." His gaze drops to the packets. "I don't take sugar." I grin, all sunshine and sass. "You don't know that. Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize life's better with a little sweetness." ●・○・●・○・● Rafael Volkov doesn't do small talk. Or smiles. Or sugar in his coffee. As the mafia's underboss, he's built a reputation on silence, sharp suits, and an expression that could curdle milk. So of course, Lila Parker makes it her mission to crack him. The sunny diner waitress insists on slipping him extra sugar packets, calling him "Mr. Serious" behind the counter, and treating him like a normal guy instead of a walking red flag. He tells her to stop. She doesn't. He growls. She grins. And suddenly, his late-night coffee runs feel less like routine and more like... something he shouldn't want. The problem? In his world, affection is dangerous. Smiles get noticed. Weaknesses get used. And if Lila isn't careful, her little act of kindness might just paint a target on her back. Rafael swore he didn't have a sweet tooth. Turns out he was wrong. ●・○・●・○・● Word Count: 37,478

Meet Bambi, a sunbeam in human form-sweet, bubbly, and full of wide-eyed wonder. Fresh from a cozy village, she's thrilled to take her uncle's invitation to explore the city, a place she's dreamed of for as long as she can remember. Unbeknownst to her, the adventure of a lifetime is about to unfold. In a quiet corner of the city, Emir runs his quiet bookshop, a sanctuary of pages and shadows, guarded by his loyal black Rottweiler. A man of few words, his life is as predictable as the turning pages of his favorite novels. That is, until a petite whirlwind with big, curious eyes wanders in, picks up a job application, and turns his world upside down. This is the charming tale of Emir, the calm and introspective bookseller, and Bambi, the effervescent dreamer-two souls on a collision course for a sweet, feel-good romance.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.