He never forgot her name. Not once. Not in nine years. Not through the blood and the power and the silence. Not ever. Viransh Singhania is the kind of man who doesn't love halfway. Who doesn't want halfway. Who looked at a girl once really looked - and decided, quietly, irreversibly, that there would never be anyone else. And there wasn't. Nine years. An ocean between them. An empire built with bloodied hands and an aching heart. And through all of it - her. Always her. Like a religion he never chose but could never abandon. Like a wound that never healed because somewhere, deep down, he never wanted it to. She is his ruin. His salvation. The only thing in a world full of power that ever made him feel powerless. And he would do it all again - every sin, every scar, every sleepless night - just to end up exactly here. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── A desi dark romance. 18+ for mature themes, age gap, and adult content.

I was pulled a single step forward, my balance slipping just enough for my palm to land against his shoulder. My heart skipped a beat as I looked up at him. Veer stood there with two fingers hooked around the fabric gathered at my waist, not touching my skin, only the saree. "𝐀𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞,"he said quietly, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. "𝐈𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐨 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢, 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐤𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐤𝐝𝐚." Before I could even think of a reply, he lowered himself onto one knee. 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ I walked straight to Veer without sparing anyone a glance. "𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢." His eyes met mine before he replied calmly, "𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧. 𝐆𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞." I simply folded my arms and continued staring at him in silence. He let out a quiet sigh, cleared his throat and looked around the table. "𝐀𝐚𝐩 𝐬𝐚𝐛 𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐣𝐚𝐢𝐲𝐞." He looked at me and gestured to sit, "𝐉𝐢, 𝐚𝐚𝐩 𝐛𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐚𝐲𝐞, 𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢." 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ ★ This story contains mature content, read at your own risk. ★ Click on the story to read more <3

Ava Lansing wanted nothing more than to hide. After fleeing her abusive ex with nothing but her two dogs and a single duffle bag, she's fought to start over and build herself a new life. She spends her days working for an animal shelter, greatly preferring the company of dogs to people. Ava keeps her head down, stays quiet, and prays that her ex won't be able to find her again. Until three mysterious men set their sights on her at her shelter's adoption event. Getting tangled into a web of secrets, shadows, and dangerous mafia men is the exact opposite of staying hidden, yet she can't resist them. So when the trio's leader, Lucian, presents her with an offer, Ava dives head first into the viper's den. The offer is simple: in exchange for protection and security, play wife to the most dangerous man in the country. What could possibly go wrong? A dark, slow-burn, why-choose mafia romance, MMMF, ⚔️ included. Please check trigger warnings at the start! Rankings: #1 in Found Family, November 2025 #1 in MMMF, January 2026 - May 2026 #1 in Morally Gray, February 2026, September 2026 #1 in RH, April 2026-May 2026 #1 in Temptation, May 2026 #1 in Mature Audience, September 2026

(18+) ( editing ) "I want it slow baby." he whispers, planting dozens of kisses on my neck as I ride him. "How slow?" I breathe. "Slow enough so that I can feel you entering my soul." He whispers and steals another kiss from me. ❦ The daughter of a Russian mob leader seems to catch the eye of his father's enemy. Will the Italian Don use The Russian Don's daughter as his plan to destroy his rival and fall in love with her or the father finds out himself and kills them both? - 'The Italian Don and his enemies daughter' [Mature Audience Only] HIGEST RANKINGS # 1 Romance -16/04/2021 # 1 Temptation -08/08/2021 # 1 Eyesslipfierce - 09/07/2022 # 1 Wild - 13/09/2022 # 1 Bad - 22/09/2022

As the daughter of a powerful American billionaire, Vivienne's life has been polished, protected, and perfectly planned. But when she moves to Italy in search of independence and meaning, she collides with Gustavo Moretti-a dangerously captivating man with secrets darker than she can imagine. He's deadly. He's intoxicating. He's everything her father warned her about. What begins as intrigue spirals into obsession, and soon, Vivienne finds herself tangled in a world of power plays, hidden meanings, and a romance that could cost her everything. She was raised around powerful men with lots of money but nothing prepared her for the man who wielded it like a weapon. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Things I Like to Know Before Reading a Book: - Every chapter is at least 3,000-7,000 words with a total of 30 chapters. That's comparable to reading Twilight. - This book contains a slow to medium burn love story. - The love interest is introduced in the first chapter. - This book contains explicit content. - There are generated illustrations throughout every chapter. - I won't ever put a picture of what the main love interest looks like to not ruin your own imagination of him.

⚠️BE WARNED⚠️: This book is a dark romance and contains abusive and mature content. Consensual sex scenes aka smut. The smut is heavy, so is my plot, but warnings are put. Consent is always in the chapter. ♥️ ILLICIT DESIRES - A dark-romance mafia novel Rita Barrera cherishes the beauty of Mother Nature, but her love is lethal. She paints her lips with the colors of her venomous flowers as lipstick. One innocent kiss is all it takes for her target to fall dead beneath her lips. Roman Esposito thrives on havoc. A bounty hunter with hands adept at killing, slick with blood, he earned the reputation of the Devil's Hand. He kills without blinking, without flinching. He kills for others. He kills for his boss, Antonio Alessi. But no one ever killed for him, until Rita pressed a deadly kiss onto the lips of an old hag who came for him. He owes her a kiss. He repaid it the only way he knows how, tasting her, in the dark, illicitly, on her other lips, hidden under an emerald thong. Yet the life she took for him remains unpaid. Ironically, the next soul on his list, the one he is sworn to send straight to Hell, is hers. What happens when the hunter collides with his hunt? When desire, danger, and debt stall the hands meant to take her life? Is it truly the debt that binds him, or the illicit taste she left on the tip of his tongue? Started: 02.11.2020 Completed: 19.02.2021 ⚠️⚠️⚠️I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO COPY OR TRANSLATE MY WORK! MY BOOKS ARE MY HARD WORK! I PUT TIME AND EFFORT IN THEM! ⚠️⚠️⚠️

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - Book 1 of The Temptation Series. ______________ He need her? In the ruthless world of the Italian mafia, Alessio Dé Costa is a name whispered with both fear and reverence. A master manipulator and a man of calculated chaos, he takes what he wants without mercy. And now, his eyes are set on Lucienne Starkova. The quiet, unassuming beauty who holds the key to the one mystery that still eludes him. Lucienne never asked to be a pawn in this deadly game. Raised in the shadows of a lost empire, she has spent her life standing by her brother, Adrian, as he fights to reclaim their stolen legacy. But when Alessio offers a deal too dangerous to refuse...'a contract marriage in exchange for her family's survival'...she finds herself trapped in the clutches of the most dangerous man in New York. With every stolen glance and every unspoken challenge, a slow-burning tension ignites between them. Lucienne, who swore she would never bow to a man like him, begins to realize that some temptations are impossible to resist. And Alessio, who sees Lucienne as something more than a pawn in his game, finds himself craving her in ways he never anticipated. He need her!

𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. Aira Roy wanted a soft love, sweet kisses, slow mornings, and the kind of man who'd worship her heart. What she got was him. Ivan Simenio. Sin wrapped in silk. CEO by day, mafia by night. And completely, shamelessly obsessed with her. And from the second he laid eyes on her, she became his favorite addiction. It was one night, and she forgot every man before him. Aira was never the same after his hands, his mouth, his name on her lips. ₊ ⊹✧˖°. Tropes~ •Desi X Videshi •Grovelling •Dad's rival •Grumpy X Sunshine •Age Gap •Dark Romance •Touch her and die •Obsessed MMC

Living a life with loving parents, annoying siblings, a good education, and a perfectly normal purpose in life, she thought she had everything she could ever ask for. A girl blessed with beauty, grace, kindness, and everything most people spent their lives wishing for. She thought she was ordinary. She thought she was living a happy, normal life. She was wrong. Because she was not who she believed herself to be. And the people searching for her were not ordinary either. She thought the biggest complication in her life was the young Chief Minister of her state slowly falling in love with her. She thought that was fate. She thought that was the story. But little did she know that somewhere far away, there was a man waiting for her. Yearning for her. Counting the days, months, and years. A man who had spent almost his entire life searching for something he could never forget. She didn't know that someone had already gone mad over her. Not for weeks. Not for months. Not even for years. But for almost as long as she had existed. And when the truth finally comes to light, Siya Sharma will learn that some stories do not begin when two people meet. Some stories begin long before either of them are born. For nineteen years, he lived with only one thing in his heart. Her. Not because he couldn't have her. Not because she does not belonged to him. But because he knew. He knew how soft she was. How naïve. How easily the world would break someone like her. So he waited. And waited. And waited. Nineteen years of patience. Nineteen years of distance. Nineteen years of watching from the shadows. Until one day... His patience finally broke. Someone else had been waiting for nineteen years to become a part of it. The frightening part? She doesn't even know his name yet.

His gaze raked over her, a predatory gleam in his eyes as he drank in the sight of her trembling form. Dark locks cascaded down her back, a stark contrast to the pale skin of her neck, which seemed to beg for his touch. He reached up, fingers tangling in her hair as he yanked her head back, exposing the vulnerable column of her throat. His lips hovered inches from her pulse point, his breath hot enough to raise goosebumps along her skin. With his other hand, he grasped her hip possessively, pulling her flush against him. She could feel every hard plane of his body, the evidence of his desire pressing insistently against her stomach. "Anjali..." He purred, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "You're mine now, all mine. And I'm going to take my time claiming every part of you." He nipped at her earlobe before trailing open mouthed kisses down the side of her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. One hand slid up her side, cupping the swell of her breast through the thin fabric of her shirt. He captured her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her gasp as he hoisted her up effortlessly. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, the heat of her core pressing against his straining erection. "That's it, baby,"he growled against her mouth, grinding his hips into hers. "I can feel how much you need this, how badly you crave my cock splitting you open." He carried her to the nearby table, sweeping its contents to the floor with a crash. Laying her down on the cold surface, he settled between her thighs, the bulge of his arousal nestling perfectly against her clothed part. Marco with a Smirk"Now you will understand who owns you" ---- Marco D'peter X Mitra Anjali. Ice X Fire Ruthless X Soft Calm big husband X Angry Short wife She says" I hate you" He replies with a Smirk"No you don't" Kissed her forehead