Revenge was supposed to set her free. Then she met the man she was supposed to hate. RINA BIANCHI was raised on hatred. For seventeen years, her father fed her a single truth: the Ferrari family destroyed her mother, and one day, they would pay for it. Since then, revenge has become more than a goal. It's the only reason she breathes. Until she meets him. ALEXANDRO FERRARI buried his heart long ago. The man he used to be disappeared with the woman he lost, leaving behind someone colder, harder, and far more dangerous. He is the heir to Palermo's most dangerous empire. He has no interest in peace. No interest in love. And certainly, no interest in the daughter of his family's greatest enemy. But wars have a way of forcing enemies together. When a fragile peace demands that Rina and Alex work side by side, hatred begins to blur into obsession, loyalty into temptation, and vengeance into something far more dangerous. Silent Storms is a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers mafia romance featuring rival families, forced proximity, dark themes, dangerous secrets, and two people who would rather kill each other than admit how badly they want each other. What to expect: Slowburn enemies to lovers Rival mafia families Forced proximity Forbidden romance Dual POV

She swears she hates him. He's convinced he hates her more. But when secrets, lies, and late-night whispers begin to blur the line between enemies and something they wouldn't even consider, neither of them is ready for what's coming. *** Aliana is loud, impulsive, and dangerously unpredictable. She lies when she's scared, smiles when she's breaking, and keeps everyone away with her endless sarcasm and sharp tongue. She doesn't need anyone. Especially not him. Ali is silent storms and cold stares. The boy with the bad reputation, a past no one talks about, and a temper that makes people flinch. He wants nothing to do with drama, especially when it wears red lipstick and calls him names. They can't stand each other. So why do they keep ending up alone in the same room? Why does every fight feel like foreplay? And why does hating him hurt more than it should? ~~~~~~ He kisses me, again and again, raw and consuming, and then pulls away; I can feel his green eyes piercing my soul. "What you told me last time, say it again," he whimpers breathlessly. "What?" I manage to ask, confused, and reel him in again for another kiss. He pulls back again, his breath hot against my skin. "That you hate me, tell me that you hate me." "I hate you," I tell him almost instantly, the lie burning on my tongue. He kisses me harder and more hungrily, and the words slip out again from my tongue: "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." His murmurs deepen into groans, and at this exact moment, I ask myself how I'm still standing, still breathing, still present. ~~~~~~

In seventeen years, no one has dared to approach it. Isis had been very clear. Do not come near or you will likely know the fate of your predecessors. Thus, in seventeen years, no one has dared to make a move. But rules are made to be broken, right? At least that's what Pearl, the daughter of the last person that attempted to reach the Rose Island herself, and her friends think. This may be a quest of dreadful and risky adventures for her friends but for Pearl, it's about more than that. Will she find answers about her mother, especially as to why she abandoned her when she was only an infant to attempt joining the island? This is personal to her, but everything quickly gets complicated when they have no choice but to make this trip with their enemy.