𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨 is a man Italy has learned to fear. Ruthless, merciless, and seated at the head of a blood-soaked empire, he has never been known for forgiveness. His unfaithful wife learned that before her death. Now, the only person Dante cares for is his five-year-old son, Matteo. When Matteo needs a nanny, Dante makes his expectations painfully clear. He wants someone he will never look at twice. An old woman. A nun. Anyone incapable of becoming another temporary desire. Then Sister 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 steps into his mansion. At twenty-one, Delilah has known nothing beyond the walls of the church. Gentle, painfully innocent, and carrying wounds she has been taught to call punishment, she arrives in Italy believing she has been sent to care for a lonely little boy. She knows nothing of the criminal empire surrounding her. Nothing of the blood on Dante Russo's hands. And nothing of the way he looks at her. She was supposed to be invisible to him. Instead, the quiet little nun becomes the only temptation the devil cannot ignore. And Dante Russo has never been a man who denies himself what he wants.

⚔︎This book contains mature content and themes, read under your consent, only for 18+. Please check the list of trigger warnings and tropes mentioned inside.⚔︎ BEST RANKINGS;- #1 IN BOYFRIEND (23/10/2024) #1 IN FORCED PROXIMITY (4/2/2025) #1 IN DARK HUMOUR (9/2/2025) #1 IN TOXIC (12/2/2025) #2 IN MINE (16/10/2024) #3 IN SISTER'S BESTFRIEND (29/1/2025) #4 IN MANIAC (26/10/2024) THE UNHINGED PSYCHO - 𝗩𝗔𝗟 ---- Penny has been our friend for years. She's been one of us. But when on New Year's Eve, she brings along a stranger. A stranger she's been preaching to us, for years. I finally get to meet her. Zara Lincoln. Penelope's dear baby sister. Off-limits. Like a moth to a flame, I crave her honey rose and vanilla scent. That Stygian black hair flowing behind her, those feminine curves, big-ass thighs. So fragile, breakable and shackled by the cuffs of her protective family. Too bad, they introduced the precious princess to the big bad wolf. Poor Zara. THE RELUCTANT MUSE - 𝗭𝗔𝗥𝗔 --- I've always been insecure of myself, for years. Being the youngest in the family, protected by everyone and having a wall of people surrounding me. Recently lost weight and still carry all my curves, so when I was invited to my sister's friend's New Year party - I was sweating. There I met him, the dark and brooding presence. Val Lawrence. I wish I would've declined and sat at home binging on Netflix that night. He's always so towering and huge. He's built like a building, which adds to the menacing persona. Always watched me, rarely talked and his heated eyes set me up on fire. They all warned me to stay away, but what could I do? None of them saw anything. He made sure I was the only witness to his wrath and cruelty. Only me. ---- More chapters coming soon. This story is a work of pure fiction and no copyright claims. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍 ♡ @mafiac

"You look so beautiful, tied to my wall," I said peacefully. She struggled against the bindings, muffling curses with the gag in her mouth. I regarded her kindly, eyeing her up and down, noting how she was shaking. I peered up with a smirk. "This isn't what you thought would happen when you lost our game, is it?" She glared at me. "Well... now that you're mine..." I leaned down and picked up a lighter, clicking it on and seeing her eyes round. "We're going to see how much pain that clit of yours can really take." ~~~~~~~ He was the devil. He was pure evil, a monster in disguise, a breath of pure poison. Something that would surely kill me... but I just couldn't escape him, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to. The Serpent Society was a sect of FireNight buried deep into the depths of this island, that no one of mainland knew about. Hosted by five of the most dangerous men... and I was enclosed with them. Everyone told me to watch out for the worst one, the most malicious Serpent in the game... Elias Sparrow. I kept my head down, but little did I know... His eyes were already on me.

He's marrying her, my best friend... Yet here I am, pretending everything is fine while hiding my feelings for the groom. But the secret my best friend has been hiding? It's about to destroy us all.

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 #2 ᴀᴅᴠᴀɪᴛ x ᴀᴀɴʏᴀ "𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐇𝐊𝐀" 𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗔𝗜𝗧 𝗥𝗔𝗝𝗩𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗛 At twenty-eight, he was ice wrapped in flesh-6'3" of ruthless power, a self-made CEO with scars he never spoke of. A master hacker, he lived among a family that never loved him, trusting only his best friends. Cold to the world, but capable of a loyalty so fierce it could burn empires to the ground. •┈୨ ✩ ୧┈••┈୨ ✩ ୧┈••┈୨ ✩ ୧┈• 𝗔𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗔 𝗠𝗘𝗛𝗥𝗔 She grew up too fast in a world that never wanted her-quiet, sensitive, and far too used to being overlooked. Fresh out of college and chasing forgotten dreams, she lived in the background, believing in love but never in her own worth. In a home where her presence was a burden, loved by her mother but ignored. she learned to survive by staying small... until someone finally saw the fire she tried so hard to hide. Dive into the new story of the people holding the same worlds with different thoughts... Warning ⚠️ 🔞 This book contains mature content for readers 18 and above. Reader discretion is advised [RELEASING SOON]

✎ᝰ.𝐀 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 ⋆𖦹⋆ˎˊ˗ He was born for cricket. In the stadiums of his city, he was already a legend. Every swing of his bat - a warning. Every smirk - a challenge. 𝐓𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐧, the state's rising cricket star. Arrogant. Untouchable. Addicted to winning. And ? 𝐒𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 A fiery first-year media student with a pen sharp enough to cut egos - and the courage to question names that made others bow. She didn't chase stories. She exposed them. He was her assignment. She became his obsession. He hated her defiance. She hated his arrogance. They both refused to back down. Same college. Same battleground. Every encounter - 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓. Every glance - 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆. He doesn't lose. She doesn't bow And before the world knew his name, He made sure she never forgot it. She thought she was writing his story. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭. The stubborn, firecracker reporter who called him - "𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝘆𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁" and made the world see his cracks. Rules were broken. Lines were crossed. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 ────୨ৎ────

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭. . . . . . . . . . . Living in The Colony was all Josie knew. To the outside world it was a cult of brainwashed victims all under the spell of Kade Rogers, but to her it was home. That was up until a series of events that led up to her escape. If only fate wasn't so cruel as to lead her away from one monster and put her directly into the hands of another. Now, with a new sense of determination, Josie explores the world outside of The Colony and learns the hard way that trust is a dangerous weapon of destruction. Trying to lead a normal life starting college proves to be impossible after meeting Nico Blaine. He was everything she was suppose to stay away from. But when Josie lay's eyes on the tattooed beauty, she can't help it. What starts out as a innocent infatuation turns into a twisted tale of betrayal. .. . . . . . . . . . - Dark romance - Explicit sexual content - Mature themes - Criminal - Villain - Anti-hero #1 goodgirlxbadboy #1 darklove

𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. Forced into a Bratva marriage to settle a blood debt, Alina is delivered to the Reznikov estate like an offering - silent, soft-spoken, and smart enough to know that survival means obedience. Aleksei Reznikov is the coldest man she's ever met. He doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't touch her. He barely looks at her. But beneath his stillness lies a storm. He rules with silence, kills with precision, and makes promises in Russian that chill her to the bone. He tells her not to run. That she belongs to him now. That if she disobeys, he won't raise a hand - he'll break her with nothing but words. But as walls crumble and secrets unravel, the most dangerous thing of all isn't the violence outside their gates. It's the quiet pull between a girl who was never supposed to matter... And the man who swore he wouldn't feel. A slow-burn, dark arranged marriage romance. He's a Bratva heir. She's his obligation. So why is he starting to look at her like she's everything? 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ༺༒︎༻ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✓ 𝟔𝟒 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

He wasn't supposed to touch her. Yet here she was in his arms, held like she belonged there, like she had never been meant to stand anywhere else. "Put me down..." Arohi whispered, her voice trembling despite the strength she tried to hold on to. Her hands pressed lightly against his chest, a weak attempt to create distance, but his grip only tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he wasn't letting go. "You still think you have a choice?" His voice was calm, almost soft, but something darker lingered beneath it, something that made her breath hitch. She looked up at him, and what she saw in his eyes wasn't anger or care, it was something far more dangerous. Something that didn't ask. Something that claimed. Years ago, he had left without a word. Everyone thought it was his choice. But the truth was, he left to protect her from himself, from the way his gaze lingered too long, from the darkness inside him that whispered her name like a sin. He thought distance would bury it, that time would erase it. But obsession doesn't fade. It waits. It grows in silence. And now he was back. Standing too close, holding her too tightly, looking at her like he had already crossed a line she didn't even know existed. "I did that once," he said quietly. "Let you go." His hold tightened just slightly. "Not again." In that moment, Arohi understood something she should have realized the second he walked back into her life. He didn't come back to stay. He came back because he couldn't stay away. Because the darkness he once ran from now wanted her. Not gently. Not safely. But completely.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞. ❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎ Living on Yakuza territory was never supposed to be her story. But debts don't forgive. And neither do the men who collect them. She was a loyalist to the rules until she unwittingly developed a taste for danger. She began to mistake recklessness for freedom, intoxication for strength, until the lines between caution and calamity dissolved altogether. And then there was him. The one they whispered about. The one with blood on his hands and shadows in his eyes. The one who looked at her like he had already decided how this would end. She did not want him, not until his cards came into play and she realized he had marked her as his ace, the piece he would use to topple the table and destroy the pot. She realized that falling back on the rules couldn't save her. It was already too late. He was going to ruin her, and she could feel the truth of it in her bones. He would twist her into a weapon, his own fire to ignite the empire. But one can forget how fickle the flames can be. Stoke them too much, and they no longer obey. They consume everything, even the hands that set them ablaze. ❥❥❥❥❥ ❣︎ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. ❣︎ 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬. ❣︎ 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐢-𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨.