"𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐃... 𝐈'𝐃 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅." 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 - the powerful, ruthless man behind Knight Industries has loved 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐞 ever since he was a child. But one misunderstanding cost him the best thing that had ever happened to him. Now filled with heartbreak and hatred, Ashling wants nothing to do with him. Unfortunately for her, Theon Knight isn't a man who lets go. To him, Ashling has always belonged to him, and there is no way in hell he would ever let her walk away. So if getting her back means swallowing his pride, grovelling on his knees, and chasing her until she finally forgives him, then so be it. But while Theon fights to reclaim the woman he lost...another pair of dark eyes has already claimed her, and Theon Knight would rather destroy the world than lose her twice. 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐌𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭... 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | A Romantic-Thriller

Trust is a weapon, betrayal the price. Pearl and Travis, locked in a battle of wills, once more. In a world where loyalty is currency and treachery the cost, who will truly wield the power? A broken bond, tested by deception-who will stand, and who will fall?" ➯ "I was running from danger. Kidnapping me, Travis? Very classic," I spat, rage curling hot in my chest. My fingers found the vase beside me - smooth, cold, heavy - and I didn't hesitate. I swung hard. He ducked just in time, but not fast enough. The glass sliced across his cheek, a ribbon of red blooming below his eye. He didn't even flinch. "You were covered in blood," he growled, voice cracking at the edge. "You died." "And you expect me to believe you saved me?!" I screamed, grabbing the nearest box and hurling it at him. It crashed into his shoulder with a dull thud, and this time - he stopped. His eyes locked on mine, dark and unreadable, a storm swelling beneath silver. Blood welled slowly beneath the cut, trailing down his face like a single crimson tear. I stood there panting, chest heaving, the next object clenched in my fist like it was the only thing tethering me to control. If he took one more step, I'd throw it. I swore I would. Then - his voice came, low, almost a whisper. Not to me. Not really. "How do you... always seem to unravel everything?" "Get lost, Travis!" "You're in danger" he said breathlessly, raking his hand through his hair. "And when was your help ever needed?!" "You do not know what you're doing!" He yelled. "I guess things never change. We will always be screaming at each other's face but you wanna know the difference... I do not give a fuck about you, Travis!" He let out a breath, raking his hair. "Is your empire slipping? It's all crumbling, right? But guess what...this is just the fucking beginning!" He turned away, his hands still in his hair. "Your little charade, doesn't change shit! You should have let me die!" "I should have"

Before I was old enough to understand marriage, I was promised to Ronin Byrne. It was a match made to bind our families and tie my future to his. I was the girl from Ireland, raised to believe marriage was sacred and vows were kept for life. He was the heir to Boston's Irish mob, his father's crown waiting to pass to him the moment we said I do. I thought we were already partners. I thought he chose me. But Ronin set me straight the night I became his bride. In front of his men, our families, and everyone who mattered, he showed me exactly what the promises he made to me were worth. Nothing. He broke me with a smile as he walked away with another woman, leaving me in the wreckage of my own beliefs. He made his choice. So I made mine. I disappeared. I covered my tracks. I buried the girl he broke so deeply I hoped she would never resurface. But the past has a way of finding you, no matter how well you bury it. When the man I once trusted with my heart tracks me down to remind me that wives don't get to vanish and that I belong to him, he won't find the girl who loved him without question. She no longer exists. And if Ronin Byrne wants even a chance at earning back what he destroyed, he'll have to decide how much he's willing to bleed for it. I am Alannah O'Connell... and this is my heartbreak. Content & Historical Context Notice Faithless Vows is an emotionally intense romance set in the 1950s. It reflects the social attitudes, power dynamics, religious expectations, and criminal realities of the era. This book includes on-page and off-page cheating or infidelity, sexual content, coercive dynamics and emotional manipulation, public humiliation, attempted abduction or forced return, threats and intimidation, and historical organized crime elements. Some situations may be triggering for certain readers. Reader discretion is advised.

"so tell me. Does that make me the devil... or an angel?" _______ TW|| suicide, murder, rape, sexual assault. (Does not romanticise any of these) _______ His hazel dragon eyes were so painfully irresistible to her, and her emerald siren eyes were more hypnotic than he ever imagined. One set full of ego, the other full of vengeance. But both, were the eyes of merciless killers. How does the rape and suicide of a teenage girl, link to them both? Kelani Perez is a non-chalant transfer student who comes from an abusive past. Her dark side? She's a hitwoman, an anonymous night messenger, a vigilante some say, who avenges SA victims. She has a plan to find the three men who tore her life to shreds, and kill them, avenging her and he sister. Mateo Askade, a troubled young man, living with his abusive step-father. Hes able to resist every other girl who comes his way, except her. He doesn't know what it is, he just can't. He only cares for the people in his life and couldn't care less than the people who aren't. His dark side? He's an assassin, kills for the money and the thrill. After all, he is the son of the most dangerous Mafia boss in Australia. They both have their own demons that they're terrified to reveal to eachother. And it's not the fact that they're both killers. Will she be able to turn away from him? Or will she fall for his deathly charms? Will she get the revenge she yearned for since she lost her sister? And how far is he willing to go for her? Assassin and hitwoman, ego and vegence. But both still murder. _______ #1 under #assassin tag! - 11/09/22 (11th sept) #2 under #drama tag! - 11/08/23 (11th aug) #1 under #darkromance tag! - 12/09/23 (12th aug) #1 under #vengeance tag! - 25/09/23 (25th aug) #2 under #DarkHumour tag! -21/11/23 (21st Nov)

"What is it?" I asked. "I want you" He said making me widen my eyes. He looked into my eyes and then back to my lips, "Can I kiss you just one last time?" We were both so sure about breaking up one minute and the next we were acting like we never said those words. How will this work out? "Yes" I mumbled. He didn't waste a second and pressed his soft lips on mine. He held my face as he started kissing me urgently.

He was her scarred Alpha. She was his everything. Maebry never wanted her life to change in the blink of an eye but when she mistakenly wanders onto Alpha Axel's territory nothing will ever be the same. Scarred and dangerous, Axel is one of the most feared Alphas in the world. After years of being mateless, he is determined to make his perfect little mate his, once and for all.

"Where do you think your going." Rhazo's deep dark voice growls lowly in my ear panic starts to form in my chest as my breathing constricts. "I can smell your arousal." Rhazo whispered in my ear as his hand lifted under my skirt. Rhazo Bianchi has been alpha to the strongest pack in history. Ruling for thousands of centuries while being feared by all, never crossed. When Kara meets him at a pack meeting will she be able to handle his savagness? His cold heartedness or his different personality where he could be sweet but the next moment a complete wild untamed beast. When she goes to his pack to become his alpha female will she be able to carry the weight that comes with it, or will she crumble with the packs traditions? Will Kara be able to adjust to their savage ways and prove that she is alpha female material or will Rhazo use her to his advantage. WARNING ⚠️ 18++ smut

"𝘈 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵" "No?" he questioned as her eyes flew open and she nodded. "It wasn't an option baby" he whispered as he placed a kiss on her thin neck, making her shiver and clutch onto his suit "When I say something you do it" "N-No" her answer wavered and his grip on her jaw tightened. He noticed a small adhesive bandage on her neck from when the knife dug at her skin yesterday. His thumb caressed the spot as her heartbeat quickened "See" his eyes met hers "I didn't even touch you yesterday, but you already have a bruise. What do you think will happen when I finally make you mine?" She gulped hard but refused to give up to a person who was practically a stranger to her "I'm not yours" she breathed out. "Again, not an option baby" ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ Abigor Hayes, the mafia feared by nations. He was known for committing every single crime that the world has known, but never getting caught for it. Being the current head of the powerful Hayes family, no one could even touch him. What happens when the Mafia King attends the annual ball and meets Aria Leighton, a woman with unearthly beauty and magic in her fingers? He now wanted what he shouldn't have, but are things really as simple as Aria makes them seem to be?

❝Like a work of art he had been dying to put on display.❞ Verani Adams finds herself unhappy with the way she's led her life. Between dealing with the consequences of her career choices, the burden to find romance in an era of one night stands, and most of all, figuring out how to fulfill her endless desire for a thrill in everything she does, she decides to apply for an internship in her final year of college, at one of the most profound museums in the city of Paris: Musée de l'Érotisme. Described otherwise as, a museum dedicated to sex. Face to face with the taboo nature that surrounds her job, she meets Damien Dupont, the head director of the renowned museum. Vera learns early on that his expertise goes beyond the creative field, following him into his personal life, and she can't help but feel curious about the various tastes he indulges in. As for him, he gets what he wants, and his eyes are set on the girl in red. *Unedited, this completed version is the first draft. Currently in revision.* 18+ MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.