"𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗹𝘀 𝘂𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘂𝘀, 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝗲𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀." Her whole life Aurora was alone, those who were once considered her family left. She always belived in love, but never belived to be worth being loved, and that's what happens when everyone tells you the same thing over and over again, it's hard to belive otherwise. The Marino's have been searching for their principessa for 14 years, they never gave up and always belived that one day they would see her again. To everyone they were cold and heartless, but that's what happen when the only light of their lives is taken way. What happens when Aurora is forced to live with her father, step mom, six brothers and a step sister? Will they find out each other secrets? Will the past catches up with them and bring unintended consequences? --------------------------------------------------------------------- This book contain topics that might be triggering, please read the disclaimer at the first chapter. This was my first book ever hence it is the way it is. But I hope you enjoy it :)

Raised to be holy. Born into something far more dangerous. Seventeen year old, Evienne Ellery spent her life preparing for heaven. Sent away to a secluded boarding school in the Swiss Alps by distant, unfeeling adoptive parents, she was raised by nuns and priests to be obedient, submissive and small. Behind stone chapels and cold classrooms, Evienne learned early that love was conditional, punishment was holy, and suffering was something to be endured quietly Her future was simple: be good, be faithful, and one day do her duty-marry a man who would secure her family's interests. Her life was planned. Controlled. Perfect. Until it wasn't. When everything she knows collapses, Evienne is torn from the only world she has ever known and sent to live with her biological family-six brothers who are loud, vulgar, violent, and unapologetically criminal. They don't pray. They don't obey. And they certainly don't believe in God the way she was taught. They believe in blood. With them, she learns the truth of who she really is: The lost princess of one of the most powerful mafia families in the world. Her brothers have been searching for her for years, and now that they've found her, they refuse to lose her again. In their world of power, crime, and betrayals, Evienne learns that love doesn't always look gentle-and protection often comes with a body count. But as old family feuds resurface, enemies close in, and the past she was hidden from begins to reach for her, Evienne is forced to confront an impossible question: What happens when the people you love will never be welcome in heaven-and you're no longer sure you want to go without them?

Eight-year-old Annelise doesn't remember her real name - or what it means to be safe. Taken from her family and trapped in a nightmare for six long years, she's finally rescued and returned to the people who have been waiting for her all along. The Beaumont brothers each carry their own scars from a past filled with loss and secrets. Together, they embark on a slow, tender journey of healing, trust, and rediscovery-where every unlocked door holds the chance for Annelise to reclaim what's been stolen from her.

Eleven-year-old Annelise Beaumont is learning to navigate school, family, and the fragile spaces of her own mind. As past traumas resurface and new challenges arise, she must find a way to hold herself together while the walls around her start to shift. (Sequel to Rooms Without Locks)

At twelve years old, Emmy believes rules are the only thing that keep her alive. She believes her name is Emily-a girl who learned to be quiet, obedient, and perfect in order to survive. Every mistake feels dangerous. Every rule feels necessary. But when Lucian Valmont takes custody of her, Emily becomes Emmaline, and she is placed into a world nothing like the one she escaped. The Valmont household is powerful, disciplined, and unforgiving, ruled by stern authority and shaped by seven men who do not want her there. But as tensions rise within the family, it becomes clear that Emmy's quiet presence is changing them-whether they want it to or not. And when she is nearly lost, the Valmont brothers are forced to face the truth they've been avoiding. Emmy was never the weakest among them. She was the one holding them together

A thousand years ago, a secret was born-one that even the Original Hybrid didn't know existed. Rowen Mikaelson, a witch-werewolf hybrid, was taken at birth by the most dangerous woman in existence: Dahlia. Told that her father abandoned her, trained in dark magic and ruthless combat, she grew up believing she was alone in the world... until the Mikaelson blood running through her veins calls her home. Raised by Freya, taught to balance love and power, Wren carries within her a legacy of fire, blood, and destiny. But when Klaus Mikaelson finally finds her, long-buried truths unravel, alliances are tested, and a family she never knew she had becomes both her greatest strength and deadliest threat. In a world of witches, werewolves, and vampires, one hybrid's firstborn could change everything.

The future lies in ashes. Hope Mikaelson is the last survivor of a war that wiped out every supernatural bloodline. After two centuries, she's left with only one choice: to rewrite history. In the story she's determined to change, someone awaits her-someone destined to help her stop the end of the world. Time stands between them, but blood will always call. ✦ Children of Chaos A fanfiction set in the shadows of Mystic Falls and New Orleans, where power never turns back... and blood never lies.

standalone ~ mafia siblings series I stare at the elegant man. He smiles at me. I tilt my head to the side, hands clasped behind my back. "Good day," The man begins. "I am sorry for your loss." The words sound force and rehearsed. He doesn't mean it. He wears a polished outfit: a suit, watch, church shoes. His one outfit probably costs more than my entire wardrobe. He holds out his hand. I gingerly shake it, unsure of this man. The Johnsons are nowhere in sight, and the church is empty. "I am Liam, your brother," He clarifies. Brother? My brother is dead. ~~~ Lacy was raised by a family who hated her, who didn't want her. She was made to believe she was a burden, a mistake. Despite this, Lacy remained positive. She was a ray of sweetness and sunshine, prepared to keep a smile on her face despite her dreary thoughts. The day Lacy's family dies in a freak accident, her world is thrown upside down. She is sent to live with a strange family until their funeral. Then, why does a strange man arrive to the funeral, claiming to be Lacy's long-lost brother? *I DO NOT OWN ANY PHOTOS IN THIS BOOK, CREDITS TO OWNER*

One last chance...... That's what she told herself again and again, because if your own family doesn't love you... you start hating yourself. Pale skin, blond almost white hair.... people will instantly start questioning because she looks nothing like her family. First it started with family members, then her own parents and then her siblings. She's breaking and no one sees it. All she has is the voices in her head, the drugs and the pain of being abandoned by the very people who were supposed to love her no matter what.

⚠️ CHAPTER 41 - 100 ARE PAID CONTENT VIA KO-FI ⚠️ ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia. They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister. *** "When she was choking me, is that... love?" She whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips. Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind. My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed. I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief. Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable. She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty. It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and emotionally distressing themes, including emotional abuse, manipulation, disturbing family dynamics, morally corrupt characters, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content. Reader discretion is advised. © 2026 [CherylZielle]. All rights reserved. Do not copy or distribute the story without permission.