Ariana Volkov- Nineteen year old Ariana, the daughter of the Russian Bratva. She may seem like the sweet, innocent girl everyone underestimates, but beneath that soft smile is someone dangerous, someone who doesn't let anyone touch what's hers. Especially when it comes to Nicholas Alerotti. Nicholas Alerotti- Twenty-two-year-old Nicholas, heir to the Italian mafia. He's known for being heartless, cruel. the kind of man who doesn't hesitate to break someone down to get what he wants. A different woman fills his bed every night, or so people say. But, Nicholas isn't just ruthless. He's possessive. Especially, when it comes to his girl Ariana Volkov.

"Lie to me," he whispered. His face was so close and I couldn't breathe. "Lie to me and tell me you don't want me as much as I want you. Lie to me and tell me you don't want to press those pretty lips of yours to mine right now. Lie to me and tell me you want to be my fucking friend." Oxygen left my lungs. "Lie to me, Alaska Cassidy," he mumbled. - an actor rivals to lovers story - Alaska Cassidy. Famous actress. Rowen Hendrix. Famous actor. Two rivals, whose only goals are to make the other's life miserable. What happens when both star in a romance movie? Three, two, one... Action. - stand-alone - rankings: #1 in "actor" #1 in "movie" #1 in "lie" #1 in "acting" #1 in "rival" #1 in "liar" #1 in "slowburn" #1 in "act" #1 in "rivalstolovers" #1 in "competition" #1 in "compete" #1 in "lying" #1 in "pretending"

READ DISCLAIMERS!! 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐰. . . . . . . . . . Every story has a hero. Every story has a villain. And every so often, a story comes along where neither side deserves to win. They call it balance when good battles evil. But what do they call it when evil meets something even worse? 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡. She's beauty sharpened into a weapon, intelligence laced with vengeance. He's the nightmare lurking beneath tailored suits and practiced smiles-a monster dressed as a gentleman. Neither of them dreams of ruling the world. They'd much rather watch it burn. Power is simply the match. And when a common enemy forces them to stand on the same side, a fragile truce is forged. Promises are written in blood. Loyalties become negotiable. Enemies become allies. At least for a while. Because devils were never meant to work together. Trusting a monster doesn't earn you mercy. It only guarantees you'll be close enough to witness the destruction. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭. And together, they are the beginning of the end. Welcome to the story of the devil and his fixation. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐲. Anarchic- Where chaos no longer feels the weight of the world Highest rankings ➤Hacking-#2

["𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬" 𝐚 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐯𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭.] ᯓ ⤷ 𝘈 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘴 𝘋𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘙𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘯 𝘝𝘰𝘭𝘬𝘰𝘷'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦． 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦－𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴． ⋆ 𓍯𓂃 {𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥ೀ𝙫} "I hated pink also on her too, but this time... I couldn't take my eyes off her. I couldn't stop staring at her body and the way it moved so delicately. I was going crazy. This might be the first time pink turned me on so damn fast. The way I hated pink, the way she used emojis, the way she always picked at her nails when nervous - those things were becoming my obsession now. She was turning into my worst obsession. She might be my next sin." ~ Author's Rights❗️ { This book and its contents are the intellectual property of the author. No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced, distributed, or used in any form without prior written permission from the author. Unauthorized use of this work is strictly prohibited }

𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 always had one thing in mind. A quiet life has always been the plan. Books, gardening, and quiet evenings-she's perfected the art of staying out of the spotlight, hidden within her family's legacy of wealth. But when her parents arrange her marriage to Xander Silver, a notorious playboy from a powerful family, her life suddenly veers off course. 𝐗𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 is known for his charm, his wild reputation, and his carefree smile. But beneath the surface, he's more complicated than anyone suspects. The heir to an old title and a well-kept family secret, Xander masks his intensity behind a flirtatious grin, concealing a side of himself that's hidden even from those closest to him. Thrown together by duty, they reluctantly enter a marriage of convenience. But what starts as a reluctant alliance grows into something that neither of them expected. As Dorothy's guarded world collides with Xander's hidden depths, their arrangement becomes something far more binding. Book 2 of the Thameswood Academy trilogy. Can be read as a standalone.

Dakota: I ran the moment I turned twenty-one. Not because I was reckless. Not because I was ungrateful. Because staying would have killed me. My family called it love. I called it survival. They dressed me up, paraded me, whispered filth about me when they thought I couldn't hear. Treated me like something to be traded. Used. Owned. So I left. No plan. No protection. Just hope. The night of the ball was supposed to be a fresh start. Chandeliers like fallen stars, music floating through silk and champagne. For the first time, I felt almost free. Then I felt his eyes. He stood across the ballroom like sin given a body. Black hair, sharp jaw, broad shoulders that filled his suit perfectly. Green eyes that didn't look-they measured. They owned. When he looked at me, I should have been afraid. Instead, I felt chosen. Dangerous felt safer than going back home. ⸻ Ashton: I don't believe in coincidence. I believe in opportunity. I went to that ball to secure alliances, smile at men I despise, remind my family I am no pawn. They want obedience. Quiet. A wife who keeps me exactly where they want me. I don't do obedience. Then I saw her. Brown hair down her back, soft eyes too soft for a room like that. Five-foot-five of light in a world of wolves. She didn't belong. Which meant she belonged to me. She looked at me like I wasn't a monster. Her first mistake. I'm not a good man. Men twice her size fear me. My own family watches me like I'm a loaded weapon. But she didn't flinch. She smiled. God help her, she smiled. I need a wife. Someone untouched by my family's poison. Someone I can marry fast, claim faster, and use as a shield. She needs protection. I took her. Cold. Clean. She thinks I saved her. She doesn't know she's just stepped into a cage far worse than the one she ran from.

Book 1 of The Mismatch series. *** He was a Heartful, jolly boy who everyone admired. Now he's a ruthless Mafia don who everyone looks up to. His name is Xavier Lorenzo She's the daughter of the second most powerful mafia don, forced to take the hands of the coldest man alive to form an alliance between the both families. Her names Octavia Ibraheem What happens when rules are tarnished and the truth is revealed? ~~~ "This will only work out if you follow my two rules. Dont invade my personal space and never ask about my past, you will only hurt yourself my little jewel" DISCLAIMER & TRIGGER WARNINGS! This story may not be suitable for everyone, it includes bullying and other sensitive subjects (violance, suicide attempts, SA, death) Please don't come at me if you dont like it, simply stop reading x

Coz he was sunshine, she was midnight rain --- Ivy Kennedy She's a legend before twenty-Hollywood's golden girl, the youngest self-made billionaire, and a model who owns every runway she walks. Ruthless. Unbreakable. A force of nature. The world sees the power, the perfection, the girl who always gets what she wants. But Ivy Kennedy is nothing like the image they adore. Beneath the flashing cameras and cold confidence is a girl drowning in the silence of her own battles. A girl who built her walls too high . A girl who doesn't believe in love, or people who stay. And then, there's him. Lucas Miller With his voice sweeter than honey and his easy smile and fake confidence, Luca is the kind of guy who never has to try. Girls fall at his feet, drawn to the effortless charm, the soft-spoken mystery, the boy who seems to have it all. And he lets them believe that. It's easier that way. Because no one really sees him. No one looks past the playful smirk, the smooth words, the perfectly curated image. No one notices the weight he carries, the past he keeps buried beneath laughter and late-night escapades. No one-except her. Ivy Kennedy doesn't fall for his charm, doesn't play along with his carefully built persona. She sees the cracks beneath the surface. And for the first time, Luca feels exposed. She's a storm, reckless and untouchable. He's sunlight, warm but distant. But maybe-just maybe-she's the only one who can stand in his light without looking away.

Valeria Silvius, One of the oldest vampire alive, one of the first vampires to walk earth and she doesn't interact with many humans..or creatures, yet one really stuck with her. Avianna Alastair, A siren. She's pulled many in with just her voice alone, but one night she managed to allure a vampire and since then, it's been hatred from both sides. But what happens when forces recreates the same scene for them, just many years later, at the exact same place, and day. With a sweet voice calling and tingling fangs, they were eye to eye once again. What could possibly make the hate go away? (Slow Updates)

"So you didn't give me one. Don't you want to befriend me?" Oliver teased, with absolutely no expression on his face. If it weren't for his tone, I never would have guessed. "But you're my husband... my fake husband." My face scrunches in confusion, and he very slowly takes a step closer to me, and I immediately take one back I'm backed up and pinned between the wall and his very huge body. His left hand lands right above me on the wall, and his right one slowly snakes around my waist, and I shiver as a result. My eyes flutter closed, my breathing thickens as he bends until he's right in front of me. My heartbeat is going a thousand miles an hour as I feel his lips brush against my right earlobe. "Listen, and listen carefully, sweetheart," he whispers, his deep voice seeping trouble, and that nickname-I swear to God. "I am your fake nothing," he says, stressing the 'nothing,' his hot air fanning my neck. "Our marriage might've been a contract, but under no circumstances is what we have fake. You are my wife and will be until you have my fucking signature on the divorce papers. Got it?" With a shaky breath, I look up at him as I feel him pull his face away. __________ She was raised to follow the rules. He was born to break them. Sienna Martinez is the golden girl. Soft-spoken, smart, and graceful. She runs her family's business, keeps her reputation spotless, and avoids trouble until trouble walks in wearing a tailored suit and a devil's smirk. Oliver Salvatore is royalty, the next CEO of The Salvatore Group. Ruthless when needed, dangerously charming when he wants. Marriage was never in his plans until his brother and her sister ran away. But one year, one marriage, and one rule-don't fall in love-prove easier said than done. Especially when the girl he's been searching for fourteen years is the one standing right in front of him, and somewhere between the lies and the longing, they've already crossed the line.