Imani lived a normal peaceful life. But everything changed the day she accidentally ran into a mysterious man. Sylus keeps to himself and only talks to people when it's necessary. He rarely even steps outside, so how the fuck did he end up following Imani?

He didn't move. Couldn't. Sunlight traced the waterline across her stomach, highlighting the dip of her navel. The thong clung low, revealing the taut curve of her lower back. Droplets shimmered like gold. Desire hit him like a blow-raw, inconvenient. He imagined peeling that scrap of fabric aside with his teeth, tasting saltwater on her inner thigh. His pulse hammered. "Get out," he ordered, voice rough. Jade opened one eye. "Or what? You'll drag me?" Matteo stepped onto the submerged ledge, dress shoes sinking into wet tile. "Try me."

"Touch me, Blaze... and you'll remember me every time something beautiful dies." -- She was the only sin he'd die to confess. So he destroyed his kingdom for her absolution. -- 𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. Power built their world. Power destroyed it. She pulled the trigger that turned his hate into a kingdom of fire, and now fate binds them to the same war. Hate keeps them sharp. Hate keeps them alive. But hate is just another mask for power. And when it cracks, they'll both discover the cost of letting go. -- In a city ruled by blood and silence, some names are spoken only in whispers. New York breathes violence like smoke-its kings crowned in crime, its peace bought in bodies. Blaze Marino, heir to a fractured Italian empire, doesn't believe in myths. He believes in control. In power. In pain as currency. But when a woman with white hair and a scar like prophecy crashes a masquerade of monsters, everything changes. She moves like fire. Vanishes like smoke. Leaves no name, no trail-just destruction and desire. And with her, the game changes. As alliances crack and old ghosts crawl from the shadows, Blaze finds himself caught between revenge and something far more dangerous: curiosity. Obsession. A pull he can't explain. They say saints die young. But what if she was never a saint at all? And if she was- maybe she always knew how her story would end. 𝕿 𝖍 𝖎 𝖘 𝖎 𝖘 𝖆 𝖘 𝖙 𝖔 𝖗 𝖞 𝖆 𝖇 𝖔 𝖚 𝖙 𝖆 𝖘 𝖎 𝖓 𝖓 𝖊 𝖗 𝖆 𝖓 𝖉 𝖍 𝖊 𝖗 𝖈 𝖔 𝖓 𝖋 𝖊 𝖘 𝖘 𝖎 𝖔 𝖓 𝖊 𝖗 Tropes / Themes: ✦ Mafia · Enemies AND Lovers/Yearners · Don x Assassin ✦ Russian x Italian · Dark Romance · Slow Burn ✦ Antihero · Psychological Tension

Arabella has lived in shadows her whole life-controlled, silenced, and bruised by the man who once swore he would love her forever. Freedom has always been just a fantasy, a whispered dream of a life without pain, without chains. When she finally breaks free, she doesn't escape into safety. She falls straight into the arms of Enzo-the king of the underworld. Cold. Calculated. Ruthless. His power is absolute, his control unyielding, his desire terrifyingly magnetic. Where her past was darkness behind locked doors, he is darkness in velvet-possessive, patient, and lethal. He offers her protection, passion, and a dangerous kind of love... but every choice comes with a cost. In a world of blood, betrayal, and secrets, Arabella must confront the ultimate question: Is she trading one cage for another, or has she finally found a man worth risking everything for-even the world itself? A gripping, addictive romance about survival, trust, and the kind of love that doesn't ask permission-it takes. TW: Dark themes

Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️

In which she learns to love a dominant Italian man. 🚨🚨🚨🚨 ADULT BOOK 18+ ONLY

Inaya Fae Vesper 21 Living in Chicago with a very successful business that she's worked hard for. She deserved it and also had the held with her mother and father. She a very kind soul, wouldn't hurt a fly. One day as she's partying her success in her business she meets a handsome man who she can't seem keep her eyes off him. Dion Gray Solari From being in Chicago for a year and then leaving to Germany for half his life he decide to come back to Chicago. Being a bodyguard for the richest family wasnt easy but spotting their daughter that seemed they kept her a secret from all the body guards and males around made your job enjoyable. A task. A goal. she never noticed him until one night at her party. He couldn't keep his eyes off hers. --- Full of lies and betrayal.

{ Completed } He thought he did the right thing by keeping his occupation a secret, but when the truth comes out, he loses the only person that ever made his heart skip a beat every time he looked at her. Could he win her back? She wanted nothing to do with him after finding out the truth. They weren't together very long, but she still felt hurt by the lies. Could she ever forgive him? ------ Published 8/02/17 Completed 1/6/19 Final Edit: 5/6/22

WARNING: THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE

Girl meets boy. Girl falls for boy. Girl finds out boy is last in line to a mafia legacy. All hell breaks loose.