WRAITH'S SIN Some Sins Don't Ask for Forgiveness -------------------------- Valentina makes a living from being watched. Under velvet lights and neon sins, she turns desire into distance. Until someone starts watching her back. Then she enters The Pit. An underground fighting ring where blood is currency, silence is law, and violence is worshipped. Where the most feared man doesn't have a name-only a mask. They call him Wraith. Atlas is the man beneath it. Cold. Disciplined. He watches Valentina the way he watches exits and threats-quietly, strategically, like she's already a liability. He doesn't touch her. He doesn't claim her. He doesn't allow himself to want her. But restraint has a breaking point. Even for Wraith. As enemies close in and secrets rot from the inside out, Valentina finds herself standing between velvet and blood-while Atlas is forced to choose between the discipline that makes him untouchable... and the woman who makes him hesitate. © 2026 _essye_ All the words are my own and every line is safeguarded

"he teaches a class on serial killers. I am one. So yeah.....this is awkward." She transfers to an English university to study criminology. But at night? She becomes the kind of killer they warn students about. Then she walks into the wrong room and meets a cocky bastard of a student. But oh how wrong she was about that statement. Said student is not a student at all but her professor. And here's where it gets more interesting. Not only is he just her professor but he's lecturing her murders. He watches her too closely. She knows too much. And one of them is getting obsessed... maybe both. Secrets don't stay buried. And neither do feelings that should've stayed forbidden. THIS STORY CONTAINS • explicit language • sexual / mature content • violence / murder • drug use • sex trafficking • sexual assault • suicidal thoughts

FIRST BOOK OF THE VELVET & VOWS SERIES ♟️❤️‍🔥! ------------------------ Isabella Romano left her parents with nothing but a dream. Years later, she is a famous fashion designer with her own luxury brand in New York. Power. Money. Success. She has it all. What she doesn't know... is that New York is owned by the mafia. And the man who controls it is Matteo Lorenzo Moretti. Their worlds should never collide. But when they do, there is no escape. Because Matteo never loses what belongs to him. And once he sets his eyes on Isabella... she becomes his obsession. ----------- "Dio, Isabella... guarda cosa fai a me." (God, Isabella... look what you're doing to me.) he murmured, my name falling from his lips like a warning and a confession at the same time. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly too tight. He lifted his hand, slow enough that I could've stepped back. I didn't. His fingers brushed my waist. Just barely. A ghost of a touch. But it lit every nerve in my body on fire. I exhaled shakily, my voice barely a whisper. "Matteo..." His jaw flexed. His eyes dropped to my lips. Heat rippled through the space between us. And then - completely undone - he whispered, "Fuck it." Before I even realized he'd moved, his mouth crushed against mine. The kiss hit me like a shock - fierce, hungry, weeks of tension igniting in one impossible explosion. His hand slid behind my neck, pulling me into him as if he'd been holding back a storm and finally let it break loose. ------------ #1 gunfights - 01/22/2026 - 01/25/2026 #1 fashiondesigner 01/25/2026 #1 badboy 01/25/2025

"Either you become a cheater and fuck me, or you break up with her and still fuck me. I'll win either way." . . "I usually get everything I want. But it wasn't the same case with him. I could show off my sweet smile and flutter my lashes, but that still wouldn't make him mine." At the ripe age of nineteen, it's an understatement to say that Aurora Amoretto's love life is a bit... bland. But what she has yet to discover, is that there will be a certain man who will change that.

[21+]Zake was just 19 when he suffered a tremendous loss in a war against his father to take the throne of the Ndrangheta to run the mafia empire. 6 years later and Zake succeeded becoming the man feared by many including the government as he held the power to destroy any motherfucker who so much as stood in his way or go against his wishes. He had turned into the coldhearted king -tainted by the blood of the many lives he'd taken. He was the Alpha, an overdog sitting at the very top of the food chain. Zake was the capo you didn't fuck with. Although he never wanted this for himself, it was destined to happen, it was in his bloodline and he had come to terms with it...that's until he saw her again... Read to find out more!

He pinned me against the wall, his hand on my throat and his lips on my neck. 'Run,' he said. 'I'll just drag you back.' I should hate him. I'm terrified of him. So why does my body betray me every time he whispers my name? He warned me once: "This city protects me, not you." Now I believe him. When I went to the police to escape Aleksandr Markov's relentless obsession, my sister was framed and locked up. When I tried to run, he bought my workplace and became my boss. When I begged him to let me go, he whispered in my ear with his lips pressed to my neck: "You're mine, My little dove. Struggle all you want-I'll keep you until you stop fighting... or until you break." But the scariest part? The longer I'm trapped in his cage, the less I want to leave. A billionaire villain. A powerless heroine. A game of power, obsession, and desire where losing means surrendering everything-including your heart.

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐲." ~ Marriage was never for love-it was for legacy. A strategy. A performance. And for the Lombardis and the Morettis, it was the most calculated, showstopping alliance of the century. Roman Moretti, Don of the La Cosa Nostra, and Angeline Lombardi, only daughter of the French-Italian Mafia Capo, had been betrothed since her birth --matched to unite two empires under one crown. Hidden from the world, Angeline was raised to be the perfect wife. Groomed. Silenced. Controlled. She learned early that one misstep would strip her of everything-including her name. Everyone's first mistake? They underestimated her. Though no one had ever seen her, the world assumed the Lombardi Princess was a polished doll. Quiet. Disposable. Roman saw the marriage as a formality-another calculated step toward total dominance. He had no plans to love her. No plans to live with her. Just a wife on paper, tucked away from him elsewhere, summoned when needed for appearances. But everything changed the moment he saw her walking down the aisle. She was perfection. Untouchable. She would be his ruin, his weakness, his obsession, his motivation. His everything. But what if that had been her plan all along? Not everything buried stays dead. Not every identity is what it seems. In a world where saints become monsters and monsters are worshipped like gods, Angeline must decide what's worth saving: her bloodline, her love, or herself. ~ -HEA -18+ -Romance/mystery/thriller -No Cheating/OWD -DARK ROMANCE "OMYGOSH. This book was immaculate. I could NOT put it down at all. Every chapter was AMAZING, the writing is shakespears work and each chapter made me laugh, smile, cry so much and this whole thing was a rollercoaster of emotions." -@Sunfloweraate8

[BILLIONAIRE SERIES] [BOOK 1] "Do you want to kiss me?" "No, I want to devour you completely. Every inch of your body and soul belongs to me. Let another man touch you, and you'll find him six feet deep into the ground. And you will end up in my bed, fucked in every hole until the only name you remember is mine. Do you understand, love?" The way his dark words rolled out of his mouth, it sounded so sensual. "Yes." I breathed out. "You say yes so easily." The corner of his lips curved up, and the next second, his lips were on mine. The heat, the pleasure, the firm pressure of his lips, and soft glide of his tongue against mine. The kiss was so demanding and rough. A moan slipped from my mouth to his earning a groan from him as my fingers slid into his hair and my back pressed against the wall. My body liquefied in his touch as I felt sparks consuming my skin. If he hadn't been holding me up, I would've melted right there. His tongue slid in my mouth, devoring it just like he said.

Book two of the only series DARK ROMANCE She came with my name against her mouth and I wouldn't have it another other way. And it was the only way she'd ever come for the rest of her life. With my fingers or my dick buried inside her. No other man would have what was mine. Because that's what she was now. Was mine and I was never giving her back. Fuck anyone who tried. It was their life not mine. And an even stronger possessiveness took over at the sight of her before me. The sight of her coming down from her high. So beautiful laid out against my bed. She was art. Perfectly painted on a canvas just for me. --- TW:⚠️Contains topics of abuse, alcoholism, drugs, death, anxiety, sexual context (with consent)⚠️ ---

18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my bikini bottom. "You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries." "I haven't said anything wrong," I breathed out, the collision of the heat of our bodies made the wetness between my thighs build more "Oh really?" He hooked my legs around his waist leaving me surprised I opened my mouth to say something but before any sentence could leave my mouth, sliding past my bikini bottom his fingers were there on my bare clit and the next second they thrust inside the very tight hole of mine leaving me to scream. But everything went silent as he pressed his hot lips upon mine just as I had been wanting since the first day I had ever seen him. **** I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too. After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him. But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition.....