She was poised, stunning, and untouchable when he saw her behind the check-in counter. However, Adriano Morelli, a mafia heir, never agreed to boundaries. Kaïra Thomas, a beautiful Trinidadian woman, working the check-in counter at a busy airport, had no idea that her world was about to fall apart when he first saw her. Kaïra is abducted and brought into the centre of Italy's criminal underworld, where she is forced into a marriage she never desired with a man who serves as both her protector and captor. Can love blossom in the shadows, or will it break her to pieces, trapped in a gilded cage of violence, obsession, and desire?

Joy's life has become a beautiful, terrifying trap. She is no longer just a spectator in Adrik's world; she is the heartbeat of it. But as the shadows of the empire grow longer, she realizes that being his "soul" means being the only one who can truly destroy him or be destroyed by him. Join Joy on her journey to freedom, surviving life with Adrik who sees her as his most prized obsession. Expect a story of high-stakes betrayal, the slow burn of a woman finding her power, and a lot of smut as Adrik's obsession translates into a raw, carnal hunger that leaves no part of Joy untouched.

'Please,' I begged, tears streaming down my face. Adrik's gaze never wavered. 'Kiss me,' he repeated. My lips trembled, my heart heavy with fear." Tears streamed down my face as I stared at Adrik, his expression unyielding. "'Please,' I begged, my voice trembling. Adrik's gaze never wavered. "'Kiss me, and I'll feed your mother,' he said, his voice devoid of emotion. ************************************************* My dreams had always been clear: excel academically, attend Yale, land a fulfilling job, find love, and build a happy family. I longed for a peaceful life, filled with joy and stability. But then, a monster burst into my world, shattering my aspirations and claiming me as his own. His presence cast a dark shadow over every aspect of my existence, transforming my once hopeful dreams into a never-ending nightmare. His grip was unyielding, and I found myself trapped in a living hell, where my dreams seemed forever lost. The life I once envisioned was now a distant memory, replaced by a reality that was both terrifying and suffocating. #1 -forced relationship 31/10/2024 #1 -manipulation 17/11/2024

"I'm not a man of many words... солнышко," he said softly, the Russian endearment curling off his tongue like smoke-sweet, but choking. "Come closer." She hesitated, her body trembling, tears spilling soundlessly down her cheeks. He watched her, the way fear made her small, fragile-beautiful in a broken way. She rose, slow as a confession, and walked to him because something in his smile promised shelter and tasted like a lie. He leaned in, close enough to feel his breath, and I saw the patient cruelty behind his eyes. "Now," he murmured, his voice turning colder, heavier, "tell me... what did you do to make me want to cut your leg?" The room went still, except for her quiet gasps. He tilted his head, studying her face as if searching for the moment she would break. ............................................................... Linda finally gets her big break - a visa sponsorship job at the Lincoln Foundation. She's placed with the Adams family, a kind couple who welcome her with open arms and treat her like the daughter they never had. Their home is beautiful, their hearts warm, and for the first time, Linda feels a sense of belonging. But everything changes the night of a business party hosted by Mr. Adams. There, she meets Arseny - and from that moment, her dream life slowly turns into a haunting nightmare.

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.

WARNING‼️This book contains abstruse topics such as Dark Love, Abuse, Violence etc if you are not comfortable with the above please feel free to swipe past this book. "Please take me home" I no longer felt like going to work I didn't want my patient to see me devastated and terrified. After a few minutes we reached my apartment as I was about to get out he locked the doors I shivered feeling him turn towards me by now my eyes were glossy. I slowly turned to look at him the smell of blood was painted on him the tears rolled down my cheeks his thick thumb wiped them away my body was shaking I was terrified of this man when his skin made contact with mine my body tingled with a foreign emotion, I looked up at his eyes letting him touch me afraid he would kill me if I moved. "Goodnight my Queen" I shivered at the title he had given me, I was scared to the bone and I was not about to argue with him while he had a taste for blood the look in his eyes told me he still wanted more when he entered the car earlier on. He tenderly kissed my forehead lingering as my heart exploded I waited patiently and shut my eyes praying for him to remove his lips from my skin so I could go home. He finally did and when he unlocked the car doors I jumped out and hurried to my apartment not looking back at the devil in the car. I finally reached my apartment panting and shut the door sliding down my door crying hysterically, I could still feel his cold lips on me. What did I just witness tonight. What did I get myself into. I was scared of the future because I knew surely he would be back to check on his Queen. Highest Rankings #1 in Dark Romance. #1 in Possessive. #1 in Crazy. #1 in Dark Love. #1 in Psycho. © 2016 MCU, All rights reserved.

"You truly are evil Tyrece, do you know that!" I shout angrily as I try to push him away from me. When that doesn't work I slap at his chest, then his face as hard as I possibly can. He smiles, finding amusement in my anger before grabbing both of my arms and pinning them against the wall above me, I am fully exposed. "You begged me to fuck you even though I tried shooting you in the head, even though I tried killing your brother, stop with this pathetic good girl act dimples. You watched me blow a guy's brains out. Any other girl would run. You are just as twisted as me if not fuckjng worse," He spits out causing my heart to skip a beat. "I'm not as sick as you, "I say, Tyrece smiles viciously before throwing me onto my bed roughly, he climbs on top of me, he kisses me and I kiss him back desperately. My words were saying one thing but my actions were saying something completely different. ........ Rosewood is split into two sides what happens when Kabrina gets mixed in with the wrong crowd?

Iman Harriott is an 18-year-old black girl with Indian roots, who is one step closer to reaching her dream, due to her acceptance to one of the prestigious universities in England, Oxford. Iman is known to be very passionate when it comes to controversial topics- let's just say that she's on the left-wing sides on things. Alistair Ryle is the complete opposite of Iman, except both of them being ages of 18, going to Oxford and are very passionate about particular topics they speak on. Unlike Iman, Ryle was born into money- privilege you could say, only believing that the patriarchal society is the right way of life. Call him a far right-wing conservative, and he'll walk with proudness and dignity. It only took one sneaky link up for the two to lose their fucking minds, not being able to keep their hands off each other, they try to maintain a relationship more than sex...even if it ended up hurting a couple of people along the way. Stick around to see what the cruel future will hold for Alistair and Iman, and will they be able to mend their differences.

She turned her grief into gold. He turned his guilt into a throne. Six years later, they meet again-at the crossroads of empire, obsession, and the ghosts they never buried. When power meets its mirror, something has to break. Devora Midnight built an empire from her sister's ashes. Adelio Marchetti built a kingdom from guilt. Now, the worlds they rule are colliding once more-beneath the flash of cameras, the weight of family secrets, and the eyes of enemies who never stopped watching. One dinner reopens old wounds. One secret threatens a dynasty. And one whisper from the past could burn everything they've survived for. Power. Desire. Control. Loving Marchetti is a slow-burn psychological romance about two people who were never supposed to survive each other- and the world that refuses to let them go. BOOK 2 OF 𝙋𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝘼𝙩 𝙈𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 SERIES (Not a standalone)

"She served him a meal. He served her a life sentence." Laila Carter, a hard-working college student with dreams bigger than her wallet, takes a waitressing job to help pay for school. She's sharp-tongued, stunning, and uninterested in the men who fawn over her at work. But one night, the mysterious and powerful Demetri Vescari walks into the restaurant she works at-not as a customer, but as the silent owner and ruthless mafia leader hiding in plain sight. Demetri becomes obsessed with Laila's voice, her goddess-like locs, and the fire in her eyes. She resists him at every turn, sensing the danger he conceals behind his charm. But when Demetri blackmails her estranged father into agreeing to a marriage neither she nor her heart agreed to, Laila is thrust into a deadly world of secrets, power, and passion. And there's no walking away from a man who's decided you're his.