Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

In which, a criminologist becomes the plaything of a crime lord. ____ ©Ssybahz 2022 "They made a God out of you but you are only a human. You have death, like us." ____ In a world of guns and bloodshed, it was to rule or die. An oath to conquer everything the Bratva had lost, including the cartel he was once a captive in. The pakhan of the Bratva had braced himself for whatever would come at his way, including taking back what he had lost. Lunaire was a criminologist trying to unravel the secret of her mother's untimely death, but when she crosses path with the pakhan; the web of lies turn more and more riddling. Two different people with entirely different ideologies, what will happen when they collide? _________ Shadows and Sins #1 ***Content warning: It is a dark, mafia romance novel. Mentions of gore, death, violence, erotic. This is a dark romance with heavy erotic contents, proceed with caution.*** Ongoing

The Perfect Recipe For Love: One imprisoned Mafia Don, Two spoonfuls of Sexiness, A pinch of Cockiness, And a pair of Handcuffs. All served with a healthy side of Sex.

❀ FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S EDITORS' PICKS LIST ❀ [The Closer is intended for readers with an appetite for the dark and sexy. Read at your own discretion.] "What about that no fucking colleagues policy, huh? The one you so haughtily rubbed in my face?" The way to wound my heart is through my pride. The bastard knew that. But the look in Hans' eyes told me this wasn't a game to get me all riled up. "If your office ethics involve you getting into Tim's pants, then why don't I get to play too?" His hands flew down to my legs, tickling the bare skin on my legs and shocking me into stillness when I felt him pull up the corners of my dress till they were bunched up at my waist. "You can't," I breathlessly whispered as he forced my legs apart. One hand sauntered up to my neck, resting at my collarbone while the other snaked between my legs, parting my thighs until he had all of me resting at the tip of his fingers. "Is this cause of him," he growled, his finger dipping into my heat just slightly, circling the entrance, "or me?" He sounded so needing, so deprived. It turned me on knowing that I was the one making him feel this way, that despite being the one thrown up against a wall, I had the ultimate power over this man. "It's...It's you." I gulped and met his eyes. "It's all you." ● What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhausting heir to a multi-million empire? Disaster, of course. For Tris, Hans Castellan proves to be more than a challenge of the heart and of the body. For Hans, Tris Henderson turns out to be a woman worth fighting for, despite a rocky start and more than a few broken hearts. Then again, no one said closing this deal would be easy. ● © Beatrice Manuel, All Rights Reserved

When The Lycan King, Ezekiel, goes on a killing spree, the pairer grants him a she-wolf General, Celeste, as his mate to distract him but the plan backfires as he rejects her and the two of them grow to hate each other. But the gods wouldn't stop at any cost. As the two of them are made to unite after years to fight in a war, the two of them start to grow closer until Celeste finds out the god's plan. Heartbroken to know that this was all under the influence of the gods, she leaves The Lycan King, not knowing that his feelings were true. As the Lycan King goes back to his killing spree, adding the gods to the top of his list this time, would the fates dare to unite them again? the end chapters are available on Inkitt for free. the link is in my bio.

▪️WEREWOLF ROMANCE▪️ "Would you rather I chain you to a post and have you sleep on the ground outside?" Edric raised a brow. His response caught me off guard and I stammered, "W-what? No... I-" "It can be arranged," the Lycan King scowled. **** The Malvar Empire has a fixed social structure. At 18 years old, humans are sorted like cattle, and divided up to work as servants. Except for a human healer, the first in centuries to have magical powers. As news of her unique amethyst eyes spread across the land, the Lycan King moves in to claim her as his. With the threat of war from beyond the border, the Lycan King must do whatever it takes to keep his empire safe. Even if it means working together with a human. 🔅Rated R: Contains thematic issues, adult language, MATURE sexual content, violence and possible triggers. ✴️ Featured On ✴️ ▪️Wattpad Werewolf ▪️Wattpad Fantasy ------------------------------------------------- 🥇2020 Readers Choice Awards winner of the Vampire/Werewolf category Cover Photo: Edited by @KimberlyTanithMarie using an image generated from Midjourney © All rights reserved 2020 I DO NOT consent to my story being translated, copied or otherwise reproduced by anyone.

(Highest #41 on 8/5/2020) A/N This book is a stand-alone even though the first few chapters might seem confusing! It's one of those, starts in the middle and eventually unravels kind of a story :') (COMPLETED) I moved to peer through the thicket when her arm snaked around mine and she wildly shook her head. "You don't want to-" she whispered and I put my arm on her shoulder reassuringly. "It will be okay." I whispered back as lowly as possible. Her frantic eyes tried to convey her message but there was no option. I had to see, see if I could help. Holding my heart in my throat, I turned my head back and peered through the leaves. It was not okay. ----------------------- At the start of her successful career, Flora Lori is running from a past, and a man, hoping to heal herself with time and distance. But when she takes a long deserved vacation to a remote luxury hotel far away from home, little does she know that her life will be turned upside down by the one man she promised to never look at again. Just recovering from a major betrayal, love is the last thing on the Alpha King's mind, but when a routine errand leaves him questioning all his choices, he sets out to convince the girl he once blamed for everything that he's the one for her, while simultaneously uncovering a sinister plot, that threw them both in this situation in the first place.

Coming into a new pack can be hard, but it's even harder when you're keeping secrets. As far as our kind knows, all the royal family has been wiped out in one attack. For most of it, that's true except for one part, I survived. Staying hidden, is my best chance of surviving long enough to take the throne. But staying hidden is proving hard when the Alpha of my new pack can't keep away for me, that and the new enemies I'm making for having his attention. Not edited yet

(Book #1 of Sinners of the Dark) He had a habit of dragging darkness just about everywhere he went. Darkness wrapped in Armani. His personality colder than a block of ice. She was loud, carefree and tainted around the edges. I played by the rules. I did what was asked of me. Until I met the one person that could destroy everything I had worked for. I hated him since our first encounter, and now I was forced to tolerate him. He was called gadyuka in Russia, but he was known as the Sin in the deep underground of New York. Handsome face filled with violence, commanding, gorgeous and deadly. A killer, a thief, a sociopath, and feared by all. A made man. He came dressed in all black. Gold cuff links. Tattoos burned into his skin. He had the ability to pin me to the ground with a single glare and made me feel things I didn't want to. He was absolutely unhinged. Frightening. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm. And before he crushed the key; I was going to fuck with the serpent, and then I was going to hunt him. He just didn't know it yet. - preview - "I'll fucking ruin your life, Elena. Corrupt every goddamn part of your body, and soul. And when I'm done with you, you'll get on your knees and thank me." His low voice snarled. Desperate. He backed me into a wall. He grabbed me by the throat, but didn't choke me. Just kissed me so deep I forgot whose air I was breathing. "I'm not fucking done with you, Elena. And if it is up to me, I'm not done fucking you either."

He is without a pack, He is without a mate, And he is without a wolf, He is the sanctuary of brutality, a slaughter that waits for its turn. He is Killian, the beast built with strength, power, and chaos that yearns for a reign, not of an Alpha, but of a King meant to rule a bigger land. He is not a werewolf, but he is more. Mystery lies beneath his skin as the entirety of him becomes the root of all havoc, a weapon of war that is greater than the Moon can ever accomplish and beyond what she can create. But beneath the power he harbors, lay a weakness that he can never oppose, Valerie. {TW: Violence, Death, Sex} Completed: October 5, 2020 (UNEDITED)