The darkness in his eyes, the dangerous smell of alcohol in his breath, and his deathly grip keeping me bound to him made my heart pound in my chest and my body quiver beneath him. Shamefully, it wasn't anything that I wasn't used to, because...the things I let him do to me? When he was frustrated, annoyed, and angry at the world, I was here to be his pound of flesh. In return, he masked the void of my loneliness because for months, that was the transaction of our relationship. He'd pin me to the wall, bend me over the counter, pull my hair, slap me, choke me, and I enjoyed every second of it because in that moment, it finally felt good to be powerless. Irony is a funny thing. I enjoyed being in pain because it made me forget how much I was hurting. *** "I warned you, doll." His voice strikes a string of chills down the base of my spine, a reminder that all of the time in the world could pass, and he's still not letting go. This is where the good girl in me dies. "You're mine now," he whispers. *** My name is Mercy-Mercy Carter. I went to college. Got myself a useless Bachelor of Science in Mathematics degree. His name is Marcel-Marcello Saldívar. However, at the time, I didn't know that he, the heir to the Saldívar Mafia empire, was the man that I had blindly offered myself to. As smart as I am, I was stupid all the times when it actually mattered. After all, he did warn me that he was dangerous. I just didn't think he could be much worse than my thug of a brother. I was vulnerable-naive. My name is Mercy, and I belong to him. My name is Mercy, and I am The Mafia's Mercy. ⚠️ Content Advisory: This is a DARK Romance novel, in every sense of the word. It DOES contains DARK themes that may be triggering. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised.

COMPLETED✔️ What follows is a violent clash of worlds, where elegance is destroyed by brutality and innocence is trapped by a darkness far deeper and more dangerous than anything she imagined. Her dream of becoming the greatest ballerina, praised by her parents and supported by a loving friend was once the perfect vision of her life. But fate with its cold indifference doesn't follow the paths we choose. Instead it controls our lives. In one sudden turn her world is flipped upside down and she meets a man who is nothing like the one she dreamed of. He is ruthless, consumed by his own ego, a mystery to all who encounter him. His abilities are beyond comparison, his morals fractured and ambiguous, and his true intentions buried beneath a veil of darkness. Where once she believed her life was guided by passion and elegance, she now finds herself thrust into a world governed by dominance and brutality, where survival no longer hinges on talent or grace but on submission to a far more unforgiving force.

"The Mob Boss and His Sister's Best Friend" Riley Owens, the innocent, and beautiful girl who had always been smart and caring. She has always had a great life especially when she had met her bestfriend from elementary school, Amara Christiano. Amara was always there for her and told her everything, except one secret she vowed to always keep-her brother. Stephano Christiano, the man Amara has been running away from, has returned for revenge. In hopes for killing the girl he despises most, he is struck by the waitress beauty-Riley, causing all his plans to suddenly turn. • "Don't lie to me, Baby. I know things- things that will f*ck up that little, innocent mind you have," He calmly spoke, although it only masked the anger he truly felt. "I-I'm not, I promise!" She pleaded out, hoping he caught the desperation in her voice. His hand reached up and wiped a tear from her eye she didn't know had fell. "Strip." Cliché? I think not. - ➳ AVAILABLE ON DREAME ➳ Sexual Content ➳ Graphic Violence ➳ Bad use of language #3 in romance ❧ 8/13/17 This book is in English, sorry if it confused anyone.

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

"It's funny that you are saying this because if one of us is jealous, then it's you. Or did you forget that you just pushed the man I was dancing with away from me and dragged me out of the club? Where is he anyway and where the hell are Vivian and Felicia?" I say, raising my voice. "Don't worry about them. They are up there, waiting for you and what Valentino concerns, he is taken good care of." He says with a grin on his face and a clenched jaw. ~~~~~ "You know what? I have never realized it before, but you have such perfect lips. I bet they would look even better wrapped around my cock... but then I remember the shit that always comes out of your mouth, and I just want to throw up." He says, looking at me with disgust. ~~~~~ "You little piece of shit won't call me "dude" because I am not one of your trashy friends and she is not a girl you can just fuck one time and throw away then. She is my fucking wife." "And she is way out of your league, dude," I add. ~~~~~ "What the hell happened and whose family do I have to rot out?" #1 badboyinlove March 2022 #1 luxury March 2022 #1 hot April 2022

ASHER I wasn't looking for love. I was looking for power. A wife is not romance in my world. She's leverage. Blood ties. Contracts sealed with rings instead of ink. When Carson begged for protection and money, offering his daughters like bargaining chips, I expected to be bored. Elisa. Eighteen. Italian. Five-foot-five of something breakable. And I wanted her. Not because she was the most beautiful - though she was. Not because she would make the best alliance - though she would. I wanted her because she looked at me like I was something terrifying... and still didn't run. I have built an empire with blood. Men fear me. Enemies whisper my name. I take what I want. And I wanted her. She is everything I am not - light where I am darkness, gentle where I am ruthless. I thought she would bend. I thought she would obey. I did not expect to fall. But the mafia monster is learning something dangerous- Even monsters can love. ⸻ ELISA Papa said this was an honor. He said I should smile. Be grateful. Be obedient. And then there was him. Asher Ivanov. Six-foot-four. Broad shoulders. Dark hair with blonde streaks. Brown eyes that looked like they'd seen too much. And dimples that didn't match the rest of him at all. I was the youngest. The quietest. The one who still believed marriage meant something soft and safe. But when he chose me, there was no softness in his voice. He didn't ask. He took. I was afraid of him. Of the way he moves like he owns every room. Of the way men step aside when he walks. Of the darkness that clings to him like a shadow. And yet... When he looks at me, sometimes there's something else there. Something almost careful. Almost gentle. He is cold. I am warm. He is a storm. I am a flower. But storms don't always destroy flowers. Sometimes... they protect them. And somewhere between fear and fate, I started falling in love with the monster who chose me.

• BOOK 1 OF THE ESZTAR SERIES • Reaching upstairs, he hurled me inside his room and closed the door harshly. I stood there shaking with fear. He looked scary. Extremely scary. He tilted his head, forming an evil grin on his face. I couldn't move. I stayed riveted to my spot silently begging him for mercy. Everything went wrong tonight. He was going to take out all the aggression on me. He always did that. To make it worse, no one was there in the house to save me. I opened my mouth to speak but was roughly slammed against the wall in a heartbeat. It happened in less than a second. My chest was pressed against his and my hands were pinned above with his one hand clasping both of my wrists while the other hand snaked around my waist, holding me in place. "What are you doing?" I let out an incredulous whisper. "Showing you the right way to dominate." And with that, he smashed his lips over mine. ~~~ Life is perfect. Until it all goes downhill. For Vittoria, it was when four insanely hot mafias kidnapped her. Vittoria Andress, a normal girl finds herself thrown into the world of mafias. Now left all alone, without her brother, her only family, she has one big task- survive. And it was anything but easy, especially with the obsessive mafia boss having hots for her. Will the merciless turn of events crush her beneath it's weight or will she rise from there ashes? WARNING : Strong language, graphic violence, abuse. May act as a trigger. #1 IN MAFIABOSS #1 IN DARK ROMANCE #1 IN HATELOVE #1 IN CRIME #1 IN SASSY #1 IN CONSORTIUM #2 IN HOT #5 IN KIDNAP #7 IN OBSESSION

[UNEDITED/ DRAFT] New edited version now available for purchase on various platforms-check the links in my bio! "The Angel and The Royal Devil" 🖤 "If he doesn't stop staring at you in five seconds, I'll fuck you against this table and you'll come while locking eyes with him." I sucked in a breath, my eyes widening in disbelief as I confronted his impassive expression. He meant business, and there was no denying it. "Five," he declared, his gaze fixed on Joseph, who showed no sign of backing down, continuing to stare at me. "Four." "Stop fucking staring at me, Jo!" I slammed my hands on the table in frustration, my breath hitching and shallow, head spinning at the idea of Salvo taking me in front of a crowd. "Three," Salvo hushed, Joseph's gaze remaining steadfastly fixed on me. "Two." "Please, Joseph," I pleaded. He didn't shift his gaze from me, nor did he blink. "One." Before I could breathe, Salvo lifted me up, my face right in front of Joseph. My ass pointed at Salvo, making things a bit edgy. I held onto the table, feeling the tension. A sneaky grin appeared on Jo's face as Salvo forcefully ripped my gown. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Haunted by a psycho stalker for three years, Luna Percy's life darkens when she falls for notorious mafia leader Salvo Ambrose aka The Royal Devil. Both the stalker and Salvo are consumed by an intense obsession and possessiveness towards her. Their romance reveals shocking truths: her father's murderer, her rapist, and her stalker's identity. In this twisted tale of love and betrayal, there are no heroes-just morally grey men and villains. This dark story may trigger some readers. Reached #1 in psycho, psychokiller #1 in eroticromance, #1 in hotboys, #1 in mafiaromance, #1 in dark romance

My first book and hence I don't know what I did here. ✗Complete, Revamped, Editing✗ "Keep grinding, you little slut." He spoke while increasing the strength of the vibrator as I moaned. " Louder!! I want whole New York to know you're daddy's little sex toy." He aggressively attacks my neck making me loose my senses. My hands tied up made my me pulled and shake them in enjoyment and satisfaction. I was a total mess, covered with hickeys and sweat, tied to bed with handcuffs. I moaned louder and louder, making a devilish smirk appear on his face. " I...I wanna c-cum daddy..." I whispered between my screams of pleasure. " Not yet kitten, fun just began..." He spoke while pressing the vibrator deep inside of me making me loose control over everything. ✧✧✧✧✧✧ Azalea Rose, sweetheart, innocent, naive or in short blend of all pure things in this world. She has a heart of diamond. One of most beautiful creature god has ever made. Inspite of all this, she has a dark life, where her own house is her hell and her own dad is her demon. But what happens when she is thrown in a world worse than hell ? Igor 'Hunter' Leo, his name itself is enough to make anyone stumble, powerless. People fear him more than death. He got everything he desired. 'Everything'. Death is his another name in his Mafia world . He owns whole country, but what happens when he wants to own her....? ◼ WARNINGS ◼ • CONTAINS SOME HOT SHIT. • USE OF GUNS AND ADULT STUFF. • KINKS INCLUDED ♚ Rankings: #1 in daddy's girl on 2nd of Jan 2021 #1 in Alpha Man on 3rd of Jan 2021 #1 in hot on 6th of Jan 2021 #1 in domsub on 6th of Jan 2021 #1 in daddy issues on 6th of Jan 2021 #16 in romance on 7th of feb 2021

WARNING MATURE CONTENT: MENTION OF GRAPHIC CONTENT ABUSE, MURDER, THE USE OF DRUGS WITH MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE SCENES. VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED 18+ This book is currently being edited for any errors!! "We shouldn't even be doing this." I barely manages to breathe out as he lifted me to sit on my desk. He grabbed me by the throat causing me to lightly moan on instinct "And why not mhm?" He asked looking me right in my eyes. "Because I'm your fucking therapist it's not right." I said lightly trying to pull away but he tightened his hands on my throat enough to keep me in place he leaned in close enough that his lips were grazing against mine yet he didn't let them touch. "You think I'm going to let you go after getting a taste of you mhm? Oh baby I'm no where near done with you." He growled before completely dominating my mouth with his, feeling his lips touch mine I quickly gave in and started kissing back with just as much hunger. Little did I know the shit this chain of events will cost me. My career, my family, my life. Will it all be worth it for a man that kills with no remorse? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Working as a therapist for the mentally unstable was never going to be a easy job but Daisy Romana didn't expect the distraction that gets brought into North Port Regional Clinic. She knew he was going to be trouble when she looked at him from the tattoos that littered his skin to the beard and clean cut hair. She could tell He wasn't like the rest but little did she knew just how different he was. She was supposed to stay invisible and live her life in peace but as soon as she meets Lorenzo Rossi her past and present come to fuck everything up. DISCLAIMER- The photos in this book no not belong to me. I got them from google and Pinterest!!